BROKEN - to be healed by her (manan ff)✔️

72 : Steps together!

Manik's pov:

      " Manik...common get up we have an appointment to catch get your lazy ass out of that bed already!!" She exclaimed in the loudest of her voice, enough to penetrate through the two pillows and the quilt which she was struggling to get off me.

"Its early morning Nandini spare me will you??..just because I agreed to that stupid therapy plan of yours which I am cent percent sure is clear bs doesn't mean you get to ruin my sleep, worst on a Sunday!" I groaned and growled at her getting on my nerves.

As one can say, that Kunal managed to get the therapy thing to her, and like it would have turned out she pursued me by listing all of the positive impacts of the therapy as many as she came across, making me give in at her relentless efforts.

" Nandini please yaar!!!! Let me sleep...I don't want to go!" Saying so I pulled back the quilt on, waiting for another yell from her side like the past 15 minutes or so but, failed to find any crusade from her side. curious I peeked right out to find her standing by the perimeter of the bed with a fairly serious expression on.

Giving up my pretentious trial to sleep I sat right up.

" Kya Hua..?" I questioned in a sogginess in my voice, rubbing my eyes to let go of the little sleep they had in them.

" Am I forcing you? Do you really don't want to go?.... I didn't realize I was pressurizing you. I am sorry. I mean.." she went about babbling and I frowned as it took my sleepy self a while to comprehend her words.

" Nandini! Come here.." I beckoned her with a nod and she obliged stopping her rail. Although she was driven with guilt but looked extremely adorable walking towards me with a confused face and a subtle pout that she adorned maybe unintentionally, a small smile graced my lips at this atrociously sweet sight as I adjusted myself to sit well.

" Baitho!" I insisted and she did, fidgeting with her fingers nervously, she let down hair hid the serenity of her raw self, bright like the sunflower at the first glint of daylight from me.

" Yes!! You were forcing me!" I said the unintended hoarse earned me a grim voice. Her trepidation grew all the more as the edge of her red pullover became a sufferer of the cruel sprawling this time. Fiddling with various things has been her jam always whenever she experiences a hint of nervousness taking over.

Her almond-like pearls glimpsed at me, I could unravel a hint of offense accompanied by loads of remorse but before she wails out, I decided to give her now fallen heart a rest.

" Because if not for you then I would have never agreed to this in a million year, you call it force I call it encouragement..you encouraged me to give therapy a thought, you neglected my ludicrous reluctancy and the consistent justification of why I don't need therapy as I now have you to listen to all my say...You told me it will help me on a much deeper level like you can't considering you Don't have that level of insight when it comes to mental health.

You listed all the pros for me which in turn vacated a lot of my misconceptions about the same if at all I am anything to you are thankful...I am soo appreciative of the efforts you took all the while with managing your hectic schedules back at work and simultaneously ceaselessly looking for ways reckoning this entire therapy thing for me to not have any ounce of discomfort or I remain ignorant.

I can't tell you how grateful I am...to have you.." My tone turned husky at the end painting her cheeks with the perfect tint of red that I loved, especially if I was the reason behind it. Like a reflex, I smirked tugging a strand of her locks behind her ear.

" And about the therapy...I am voluntarily looking forward to it!" she had the brightest smile as I spoke making her look every bit of breathtaking.