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𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑓𝑡. 𝑀𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘
When something shifts between two people who were never meant to look at each other that way... ignoring it doesn't make it disappear. It just makes it more intimate.
𝑺𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒉 𝑴𝒆𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂, someone who has always known where to stop. Careful with her words, her actions, and especially her boundaries. Growing up around the same people taught her one thing-some lines aren't meant to be crossed.
She never planned on forgetting that.
.
𝑨𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒏, her contract husband. A constant presence. Observant, and the kind of person who notices more than he lets on. He doesn't like to interfere. Doesn't cross lines.
Until he does.
.
What starts as nothing more than shared space turns into something neither of them names. A secret they share that's hidden from everyone. And the distance that should exist between them slowly... disappears.
And the more they ignore it-
the harder it becomes to pretend it doesn't mean anything.
"Someone could walk in."
"Then move."
"You move."
"...or what?"
"Or I stop pretending I don't want to kiss you."