"Don't bite your lips so much" He says pulling his love into his lap
"I only bite it when I'm nervous" She murmurs, trying to hide her blush
"Don't bite what is mine to bite,
If you get nervous, you can instead bite mine any time" he says smirking...
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Third person perspective
Aarav returned to an exhausted Kanishka, sliding in next to her on the bed. She was actually awaiting his return, wanting to get some comfort again, but to her unfortunate fate, he slept facing the other way, his mind too lost in thought for him to realise he hadn't held his fiancee like he usually did
Normally, this wouldn't and shouldn't have affected a normal person, but at her most vulnerable state, Nishka was as far away from normal as you could get. She bit into her sheets, trying to hold in the sobs that were raking through her body.
Is this how it is everyday? Does he only pretend to hold me close to him till I fall asleep?
She knew she shouldn't be so stupid, she was overthinking the whole matter, but her mind was too muddled up for her to even care. She didn't want to admit it or even think about it, but Natasha's words were getting to her mind, feeding on to her already burning fire of self-hatred.
You can only hope to feel better tomorrow, she thought, pulling the sheets completely over her and trying to cry herself to sleep.
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Kanishka
I wasn't in the best of moods when I woke up in the morning, but my mood was lightened when I saw my favorite family member, apart from Dad of course.
Running down the stairs despite Aarav yelling at me to slow down, I launched myself at my sweet Aunt, who hugged me back tightly with the same enthusiasm. I kissed Aunt Monica's cheeks and she giggled, rubbing my back. It had been quite a while since I had seen her, and I missed her terribly.
"Slow down, Nishu. I heard you just got out of the hospital" She said, smiling and pulled away from me. I had been so excited to see her, that I didn't even notice that many other of my relatives were also present in the hall. I blushed in embarrasement, and went back to Aarav's side, wishing that his tall figure would just cover me completely.
"We thought since you are at home now anyways, we can have the madarangee (mehendi) ceremony now" She tells me and to be honest, I have no idea what that means, but looking at the unknown girls present in the hall with henna cone bottles, I think I can guess.
"Although, you'll have to part with your sweet fiance for a while, he needs to have this in his own house" My other dodamma (mother's older sister) tells me in an over-exaggerated teasing voice, lightly holding my hand and pulling me away from Aarav, which makes me want to pout, but I hold it in, because I don't want to be subjected to more teasing
"But..who will be there to put mehendi in Aarav's home? Can't he stay here?" I plead, but somebody quickly hits my head, making me whip around quicker than needed
"I'm still in existence, hope you haven't forgotten me"
There, smirking at me in a playful manner is my sweet sweet best friend, although I might not be able to recognise her from far away, for her style was completely different, and instead of her usual black leather, she was wearing a light purple saree, her partition filled with kumkum and a mangalsutra on her neck
