Shivika 2S- Jaise Banjaare Ko Ghar // Page 7 (22/03/2017) // Completed - Page 4

Thank You 🤗

❤️

Thank uUu 🤗

This is my first try on something l this, I'm relieved to know it worked out 😳

It's one of my favourite songs ❤️

I'm happy to know you liked it 😳

Thank uUu 🤗

Glad you enjoyed it 😳

Thank uUu ❤️

Hii All 🤗

Firstly Thank You all For The Amazing Comments 😳 (I know I haven't replied to all, but I will. Soon)

Secondly, just as a warning, uhm I'm not sure what I've writte. (I was medication induced when I wrote it) && I don't know if the song is going to fit but I really do like this song 😆

********

P.S. Please Ignore Grammar&Spelling Errors And Faulty Font 😳

Happy Reading ❤️

Shan'e

*********

I am home, Anika

Breathe hitching, she froze, unable to distinguish if she had truly heard those words or if she had developed a fever from being in the cold rain and was hallucinating. No, don't over think this. He probably said 'I am going home'. See! You just heard wrong. Serves you right for sitting in this rain. She attempted to turn her body in order to face him but found that though his hold on her was gentle and warm, his arm were infact steel bands that wouldn't let her move an inch. Left with no choice, she turned only her head to tell him to go away but the words stuck in her throat, her heart beat a drum...Because Shivaay was looking at her with eyes filled with an emotion she didn't want to acknowledge.

Clearing her throat that had tightened on seeing his expression she asked him in a voice far calmer than she felt "You're going home? Ok, you go, I will come alittle later". She wanted to be sure she had heard wrong, because if she hadn't, then those words would change everything. And that scared her.

"I know you heard me Anika. And I also know that you're deliberately trying to make yourself think that you heard wrong." He replied in that be berating voice he used on her whenever he felt she was being childish.

Though his voice sounded playful, his eyes told her that this conversation was about to get serious. She felt his hold loosen enough for her to face him properly so she did, she turned her upper body to face him while her lower body stayed plastered to his. Any other day she would not have minded the closeness but right now it was playing havoc on her senses and that was hell, considering the amount of attention she needed for the conversation. Focus. If you don't, you're going to say something stupid or worse you might just say you lo-

"NO" She shouted out loud before she could stop herself. "Uhm I...I meant to say that I don't know what you're talking about Shivaay. Anyway, you're soaking wet and you know you get sick easily so you should go home and-"

"Stop, Anika!" He told her with that Shivaay Singh Oberoi fierceness of his, halting her words. "No more running away. No more dancing around each other. No more games. Tonight, right now, I want to talk about you and I. I want to talk about Us"

He removed his arms from around her and she immediately felt the cold seep into her bones and that was when she realised that it was his closeness that had been keeping her warm and shielded from the iciness of the cold air. She shivered and he must have noticed because he immediately pulled her to him and bundled her into his arms. Home. He feels like home...Maybe he feels the same about you...No! he doesn't! He won't! Feeling absolute peace in his arms and happy that his warmth was spreading around her again, she unconsciously snuggled closer.

She knew this was wrong, wrong that she allow herself this moment but she couldn't help it, because there was a feeling that, thought she'd buried it deep within her heart, threatened to surface again by his words and actions...Hope. She could feel it clawing at her and she knew if she didn't slap it down soon, that pain would only turn unbearable. She knew from experience with Shivaay that his words were sometimes just that, Words. No deeper meaning. Nothing.

"Anika, are you listening?" She felt rather than heard Shivaay's words. His face so close to her ear that she hadn't realised it until that instant.

"What? I think we should go now. It's late and you're g-" Anika told him but her words trailed off because Khanna had appeared in front of them and his smile hid nothing. He looked extremely happy to see Shivaay holding her like that.

He reminded Anika of OmRu, because he was smiling that teasing yet content smile they smiled whenever they saw Shivaay and her in a 'moment'. "Here's the stuff you wanted" and he waited until Shivaay unwrapped himself from Anika before handing over a packet and a large bundle. "I'll be in the car" and he was out of sight.

Wondering how and when Shivaay asked Khanna to get these things, she looked around as if she would find the answer in the park trees but she stopped when she felt heavy warmth around her shoulders. The bundle had been a large woollen jacket that Shivaay was currently draping over her. Tucking it under her, around her, making sure she was snug. His tenderness made her heart clench. Too much, if he keeps caring for you like this you're going to fall more in l...No. No. Let me have this few moments with him, please...You know you can't! Why torture yourself this way? Do you want to feel more pain? Her mind and heart were at loggerheads and she didn't know which one to listen to but before she could decide she heard Shivaay's voice.

"Take this" he told in a tone that told her that there'll be no arguments. "If you insist on sitting here then the least you can do is take these. The rain has stopped so I think we're safe to stay here for a while longer. But just so you know, the moment it starts to rain again, we're leaving!" He held his hands out as he completed his words.

Unconsciously she reached out to take what he offered and found that he was handing her a bottle of water and tablets. "Take it! It's medication so that you don't catch a cold. I don't want you to get ill, Anika. I can't handle seeing you in pain" His voice had started out stern, softened at the end and Anika felt tears forming in her eyes at the pure affection in it. "Here" He repeated when she just stared at him.

He shouldn't care this much. He's making it more difficult for both of us! Damn him! As much as she wanted to refuse, she couldn't because 1. She knew he would just force feed the medication and 2. She loved this side of him, the side that took care of her. So she did as he said and took the medication, handed the bottle back to him and watched as he took the medication as well. Turning back to her after leaving the water bottle aside, he was all seriousness and she knew that this was it. This was break or make and she had never felt more scared in her entire life. And coming from someone who had grown up facing the world on her own...that was something in itself.

"I want all rights, Anika. I want all rights to you" Shivaay told her loud and clear. No hint of teasing or uncertainty. Just straight honesty. He stared at her, his green eyes so serious but there was something else in those depths that Anika couldn't understand, waiting for her response.

Confused, she thought about his words and realised what he was saying.Silly! He's talking about his responsibility towards you. "Shivaay, you already have most rights as my h" She gulped, hesitant. This recently accepted relationship was still new and she was still unsure whether he would fully accept her, wetting her dry throat, she continued "As my friend. What more do you want?"

He looked at her exasperatedly as if he'd like nothing more than to throw her into a pool "I want the rights that a husband has on his wife. I want to take care of you, share your happiness and your sorrow. I want to be the one you turn to when you need someone to comfort you. I want you to treat me as your partner, Anika. I wa-"

Shivaay's words were confusing her, though she heard the brutal craving behind those words she couldn't help but cut him off while shaking her head. "You already have those rights Shivaay" She said a slight bit more forcefully, as if willing him to understand.

A long quite breath as he ran his fingers through his hair, SSO style, and when he finally did speak it was to say words that made Anika want to run as far as she could and yet at the same time she wanted nothing more than to throw herself into his arms. Tears threatened to leak down her cheeks at his statement so raw with tenderness and love and her heart, her damned vulnerable heart dropped all the walls she'd put up to protect herself. She had no shields against him now

"I know I have those rights Anika. But I want the right to your heart."

******

"You can't say things like that Shivaay" Anika whispered. "You mustn't" Shivaay saw how she sucked in a deep breath, saw her eyes widen and moisten and he knew that she couldn't fight the absolute truth in his voice.

Shivaay stood up swiftly at her words, unable to see her watery eyes and said to her teasingly "You know I do what I want, Anika".

Hoping she would take the bait and turn into his tadibaaz Anika, he waited, still not facing her. Shivaay had the sudden realisation that if she rejected him he wouldn't walk away like a civilised man would. I will fight with her, for her, but she will be mine. If she thinks I'll walk away quietly then she's got another thing coming...For Gods sakes, you're supposed to show her that you love her, not scare her away...Yeah well she confuses and frustrates me! She's obviously going to say no! You haven't exactly showed her any love.

"Why now Shivaay? Why so suddenly?" Anika's words were so soft that he almost didn't hear it. He turned to her finally and saw that she was still sitting on the bench, pulling the jacket tighter around herself. "People don't fall in love with their responsibilities". Head bowed, she continued in that same soft voice as if unsure if that was really what she wanted to say.

Hell No! She cannot do this! Hands fisting at her words, he felt anger take over his senses. Before he knew what he was doing he had her pulled up and against him in seconds, hands gripping onto her arms ensuring she had no way to escape him. "Don't you dare, Anika! Don't you dare bring us down to that! You damn well know that you're mo-"

Brown eyes gone almost black in anger met his, fisted hands banged at his chest trying to make him let go, Anika shouted over his words equally angry "More than a responsibility? No I don't know, Shivaay! As far as whatever it is that is between us, it was, is and will always be just a responsibility. You've made that clear. Loud and Clear. So don't stand here and say things you don't mean... Don't think I don't know what you're doing! You're giving me just enough to ensure I don't leave...I told you Shivaay, I wasn't running away"

"I can bear a lot of things, Anika. But don't make the mistake of saying my feelings aren't true. I damn meant what I said!" He said through gritted teeth. This was not how he had expected things to turn out. He had thought it would be a sweet simple confession...But he'd forgotten the biggest factor-this was Anika.

Nothing about her was simple, but he found that he liked how complicated she was. Discovering things about Anika was something Shivaay looked forward to. She was like the night sky and he the astronomer who constantly found new constellations. Her arguments with him and her weird language had somehow made his black&white life colourful. She had once told him that his eyes changed colours, like a rainbow. If only she knew that before she came into my life, my eyes and life were dull. The day she smashed his car windscreen, that was the first day his eyes changed colours and since that day it was her and only her who had the power to cause the change of colours in his life as well as his eyes. His complicated wife had become the light that shone in his eyes now.

She placed a soft hand to his cheek, pulling him out of his thoughts and Shivaay had to fight back the urge to turn his head and press a kiss to her palm. "You can't have it Shivaay. Because this heart, my heart, isn't shiny and expensive enough for the great Shivaay Singh Oberoi. It doesn't have the naam, khoon, khaandan stamp that you like to see" Old pain in her words. So much pain.

Her words though, if anything, only made him angrier. The anger from earlier had returned double fold and he struggled to reign it back in. He knew his eyes were a glowing green fire in the lightly lit park but he didn't care, because there was no way he was going to allow her to brush them aside just like that. Not trusting himself to hold her while he felt this angry, he let go of her and stepped back. He knew that what she was saying was true but he still couldn't help but feel angry. Maybe if you just explained to her, things can be cleared...No! I can't. I won't be able to...Because you're a damn coward!

An icy calm took over Shivaay's mind, cold intent pierced his veins "I'm a coward, Anika. A coward that hid behind his beliefs just so that he didn't have to face his feelings...Because it was easier that way"

Her gasp echoed through the empty park and he suddenly felt glad that he had gotten drenched in the rain, because atleast now he could pretend the cold flowing through his vein was because of rain..And not because of the fear he felt from what he was about to do- Shivaay Singh Oberoi was going to bare his heart and soul to his wife. He reached out to hold her shoulder but she shook her head and jerked away from his touch, her expression closed off. Jaw clenched he took hold of her arm, led her back to the bench and waited for her to sit down. She glared at him and he wasn't surprised, he'd brought on this anger of hers...But he was going to sooth it away. Because he was done being a coward. When she finally did sit and wrap the jacket around her, he knelt in front of her thankful that the bench was low because it allowed him to be face to face with her.

"You can sit on the bench Shivaay" She still looked shocked from hearing his words but she gestured to the place next to her. "There's no need to kneel in front of me. Shivaay Singh Obe-"

"Shivaay Singh Oberoi has found the one person whom deserves to see him kneel down. I've found the one woman who can bring me to my knees, Anika...You" A raw vulnerability in his face, his soul bared for his woman to see. "Sshhh, let me speak before I lose my courage"

And surprisingly she stayed quiet, looking at him expectantly, sizing him up as if daring him to confess all his sins. It's now or never. C'mon Shivaay, this is Anika, she will forgive your stupidity...Yes but that doesn't mean I'm going to take her kindness for granted! Shoving the voices in his head aside he reached forward for her hands but stopped thinking she wouldn't allow him to hold her, but she surprised him once again by taking hold of his hands and resting them on her thigh, intertwining his fingers with her own. The heat of her hold caressed his entire being and he felt her take over his world all over again.

Home, she's my home. God, ilove her. He looked at her and she gave him a small nod, but her expression was still closed off. As much as he hated that she was being like this, he knew he had to let it go for now because she had held onto his hand, was offering him strength to speak up, that would do for now.

He stayed quiet for a few minutes, just simply staring at their intertwined fingers, gathering strength from her hold. She grounded him, this beautiful strong woman. She was like his own personal power house from whom he could always draw strength. Feeling her hold loosen he quickly tightened his fingers around hers and shook his head at her, and she relaxed again, waiting. Pushing aside all the fear he felt, he looked at their hands once more and then met her gaze that told him this was his only chance to speak.

"Shivaay, you don't need to do th-" Anika told him before he could speak. Her voice came out soft, a tone Shivaay knew all too well now...Uncertain with a hint of fear. He couldn't blame her, he too was feeling the same.

"No" He told her. "Let me speak, I want to, Anika. Please". She nodded her consent.

"In spite of the constant repetition of naam, khoon and khaandan that my mind has been putting forward, my heart has been trying to claw it's way through those beliefs. For you, just for you. But I always closed my heart off and listened to my mind. Because it was easier to deal with this thing between us if I stripped you down to a woman that didn't match up to my status" Shivaay saw how his words impacted her. She gulped, as if trying to swallow her tears.

Now that he had started to speak his heard and mind out, he didn't want to stop. "I felt threatened by you when we first met" He laughed grimly. "You showed me so much of atti, no, you show me so much of tadi, you weren't afraid of Shivaay Singh Oberoi , that I didn't know how to react, which is why the second time we met at the Maha'Aarti ,I pretended like I didn't remember you" Anika nodded once. "It was because I still hadn't figured out how to deal with you" He told her with brutal honesty, because she deserved only honesty.

"You challenged me with such fierceness at every turn after that day and though my heart kept whispering that you were mine, my mind kept dominating with its excuses. Which is why I used to be so arrogant and rude towards you. I wanted to strip you of your attitude and strength. I wanted to scare you off. I wanted to make you fear Shivaay Singh Oberoi. But even that day as you fell to the ground, crying in the rain, the same Shivaay Singh Oberoi felt that maybe he hadn't done right". Shivaay watched as she remembered that day, her eyes glazing over even as she stared at him.

"Accusing you of wanting to harm my family and-" He stopped when he saw her drop her gaze. "Uhm i...I think...I didn't mean-"

"Can we go back? It's getting late" She told him, her gaze still not meeting his. He didn't like that she wasn't looking him in the eye, his Anika always stared him down. But Shivaay figured that by reminding her of their past, he was actually hurting her.

Pulling his right hand away from hers, he reached out and tipped her face up, but she still refused to look him in the eyes. "Don't look away Anika. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to remind you of all the times I caused you pain...I just wanted to make you understand what you did to me. How you affected me. How you changed Shivaay Singh Oberoi and made me your Shivaay " He told her softly, his voice heavy with emotion.

Brown eyes, glowing almost golden now, clashed with his and he saw the shadow there. Shadows of pain and sorrow but what made his heart beat faster was the look of hope that flashed through that pain. For several minutes the only sounds were of the wind whistling through the trees, and for Shivaay, the sound of Anika's faltering breaths. She was something he'd never expected and certainly didn't deserve. She is mine. And I will become worthy of her. Mine! His mind and heart were in agreement, that Anika was his.

"Even back then, Anika, when I knew could give you nothing of what you needed, when my heart was a weak thing that I never listen to, my twisted mind had understood that letting you go was never an option. You awakened something in me that was raw, desperate, and violent in a way that grew stronger with each argument or fight, each touch or gaze...And after that, the foundations of my beliefs started to slowly break away and the thing is...It scared me. Left me feeling vulnerable" His eyes flashed that ferocious green flame and he saw her gasp as she processed his words.

Her love and care for his family, strangers to her they were but she had protected them and loved them all as if they were her own. The way she never let anything break her courage, not even him. Her every action since the day she stepped into his house had caused his to grow more and more attracted to her. Yes, she had physical beauty but it was her strength that had attracted him to her. The strength that he had once wanted to break was what he had grown to love the most.

"I always used to say that you don't have money and status...I was stupid, Anika. And blind too...I didn't realise that you were wealthier than I was" Shivaay sounded broken, lost. But he kept his eyes locked on hers and shook his head when he saw she was going to interrupt.

Reaching out with the hand that wasn't tangled with hers, he rested his palm on her chest, over her heart, she shivered at the contact and he smiled in his head. "In here, you're wealthier than anyone I've known. I used to think wealth meant money, but you taught me that wealth means family, courage, strength. Being wealthy doesn't mean a big bank balance or a Mansion. It means having a heart that can love without limitation"

Anika had taught him so much, she had gave him a while new view on the world and he found that he liked her way of seeing things better than how he saw the world. She had experienced so much of pain but she still looked at the world with so much courage. If I hadn't let my stubbornness block my feelings for her, she would have been mine long ago...No, I wasn't ready for her back then. We both weren't ready. It was true, all the times they had argued, had fought, had protected each other, had stood against and for each other. It had been preparation, it was to get them to strengthen their trust and belief in each other. Shivaay wasn't ready back then, but now he was and nothing was going to stop him.

"Shi-" Her eyes were swimming with emotion but in the next second her expression and eyes betrayed nothing. Her reaction bewildered him. She took a deep breath, pulled her hand out of his and stood up. "I want to go home"

Her words had Shivaay standing up and in front of her faster than a blink of an eye. "What? I'm here baring my heart and soul to you and you want to go home" His jaw was stone, eyes glowing again. He felt like shaking her up.

"I'm scared, Shivaay. I am so damn scared" Voice sounding so strangled, it shocked Shivaay. And then her tears started to fall.

He hated seeing her cry but her words had Shivaay breathing a painful sigh of relief. He closed the distance between them, and even thought she held her hands up to stop him, he jerked her to him anyway. Keeping one arm around her, he caressed her hair with the free one, trying to sooth her but Anika thumped a fist to his chest, making him step back without letting her go. Her eyes were frantic, tears were still falling and it was breaking Shivaay that she wanted to distance herself from him, but he dropped his hold on her.

She turned to walk away and he grabbed her wrist. "Don't Shivaay" She whispered. "Don't!"

He didn't loosen his hold on her wrist, instead he pulled on her wrist so that she would come crashing into his chest and then he kissed her without warning. Pouring his anger, his fear, his love for her- every emotion that was bottled up inside. He'd meant to kiss her fear and stubbornness away, had meant to get her under some control...But the moment his lips had touched hers, all rational thoughts were scrambled...She kissed him back tentatively, her lips innocent, vulnerable, a gentle caress and just like that, once again Anika was taking over his heart making him her slave.

"I Love You, Anika" He whispered against her lips. He intended on saying it but his mind told him it was time. Always" It was a promise, one he intended on keeping till his last breath.

He felt her small gasp and then she was pushing him away. Still feeling drugged from kissing her, he struggled to find his balance but he didn't need to, because she had stepped forward and held onto his arms, supporting him. As soon as he was steady, she let go of him and moved back and he would have shouted at her but he saw her eyes fill up with tears and his anger dissipated.

"Hey" Shivaay said softly. "I...I'm s...No, I'm not...I mean" He sighed defeated, because he wanted her love but he didn't want to make her cry or hurt her. "Come, i'll take you home. W- Uff!"

His arms automatically came around her waist...His wife who had just seconds ago pushed him away had now launched herself into his arms. Anika tightened her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest, tears wetting his shirt. Shivaay said nothing, just held her close, breathing in the scent that was uniquely Anika. He knew he had won.Let her take her time. She came to me and that's what's matters.Thank You, God.

"I'm scared Shivaay. You have the power to wound me so deep, that i might never recover. You're etched so deep in my heart and soul that I feel if I'm not with you, I will cease to be" Anika's voice came out muffled, pain and fear lacing every word.

Shivaay tightened his arms around her, shocked at hearing the words of his earlier thoughts, and silently thanking whichever God had decided he deserved this goddess of a woman. "I would never hurt you Anika, I would rather hold a gun to my head than hurt you" Tender words, full of truth. "I understand your fear...Because I feel the same way. My heart isn't mine anymore, it's yours. From the moment you stepped into my life, it was yours. You're in my veins, you're the reason my heart beats, Anika" He pressed a soft kiss to her temple, laying his heart bare.

"Apart from my family, I've never felt that I had to protect anyone else but..but then you happened and I feel this need to protect you, to banish your demons, to make you forget every hardship you faced, to let nothing harm or hurt you. It's a raw craving , Anika. I don't want to protect you, I need to protect you...I..I... I want to be the sun in your life. I want to chase away your nightmares. I can't change your past, but let me change your future...Give me these rights Anika, give me your heart to protect. Please?"

He felt her nod against him and his heart swelled in relief, while his subconscious fell into a chair, drained out. He held her while she cried, but he didn't stop her, because he knew that this would be the last time she ever cried. He let her get all her pent up emotions outs, all her fear and sadness and he hugged her tighter when he felt she would pull away and was rewarded with a soft sigh. Only when he felt her mumble something he couldn't hear, did he speak.

"So are you going to confess anything?" He asked teasingly after a while. His eyes glowing with love for her.

Anika raised her head from his chest and scowled at him. "You just couldn't leave your tadi at home for a few hours, could you?!! It is not necessary that you need to take it everywhere with you, Shivaay!" Unwrapping her arms from around him, she let it hang at her side, muttering "Unromantic Singh Oberoi"

"I heard that, Mrs Anika Shivaay Singh Oberoi" He kissed her temple once more before letting her go. "Anika" His voice had turned serious, but there was an edge of desperation to it. "I-"

"iLoveYou, Shivaay" She was back in his arms as she said those words. "And my heart was always yours" Though her words were fierce,she cupped his face with tender hands. "Always"

Jaise Banjaare Ko Ghar

**********************

Standing in the rain that had started again, wrapped up in each others arms, oblivious to the cold that surrounded them, Shivaay pressed his lips to Anika's. Right now it was just Shivaay and Anika. Man and Woman. Husband and Wife.

It was just about them. This moment was theirs. Two people who finally found their destination. Love.