I'm hurting, baby, I'm broken down
I need your loving, loving
I need it now
When I'm without you
I'm something weak
You got me begging, begging
I'm on my knees
I've been listening to this song nonstop and it's so Manik right now. Like each word is so him. I really aint gonna write anything heavy today because the episode and the song together are giving me all sorts of funny, warm feels!
And I be rather dancing than quoting Manik's dukhi heart.
Heyy! The heart is not dukhi at all btw; I mean other parts of his body might be, but not the heart. Today the heart was all sorts of smug.
Saw the sass? Now you know what wonders sucking fingers can do.
That's our Manik. All charged like a bull and all lazy and smug like a Fox. I won't talk about the broken pieces of this baby today. Let's talk about the other side.
Manik the Player.
He just enters a room like a lazy panther and gives you his most bas***dly of smiles, just so the blood in your veins would go raging and boiling. He'll come forward and give you his most aristocratic, arrogant of cutting remarks and raise his chin high and wait for you to burst.
He's the manipulator. If he wants something he'll always get it.
I don't wanna be needing your love
I just wanna be deep in your love
And it's killing me when you're away, ooh, baby,
'Cause I really don't care where you are
I just wanna be there where you are
And I gotta get one little taste
And we all know what he wants. Nandini. Now he'll be all harsh and concrete about it, even act all abstract and act and dig his shoes deeper than the canyon and give her his most chilling stare, but like the smart smart boy he is, he'll let her, quarter his size and weight, force' yes pay attention to the words, force' drag' him into a room, because you know? She's so much more stronger than him that it's so easy for her to drag him anywhere and he has to go even when he doesn't want to at all.'
And then he has to remark on the closed door. Because he needs to tell her he' only there because she locked' the door.
And watch her with those sexy, blazing eyes. And maybe remember the icecream too.
And maybe focus a bit on those cherry red lips, and conjure a point.2 version of his fantasies.
So like the boy he is he walks up to her, and grabs her hands *turn to page 101 of Manikism for more history on Manik's absolute obsession with her hands* and pushes them against the door, and in his absolute hatred' tells her how beautiful her voice is.
Because it definitely is.
And it does terrible things to him.
All of him.
All the while the feel of her small hands warm the insides of his palms, almost making them sizzle.
And then walks out like the boss he is. SASSY PEOPLE SASSY.
My broken pieces
You pick them up
Don't leave me hanging, hanging
Come give me some
When I'm without ya
I'm so insecure
You are the one thing, one thing
I'm living for
I can't be with you and I can't be without you. Oh the turmoil. Which reminds me why is Manik so excited to be her fusion partner? Don't forget, he needs to stay away from her, but it's all the fault of the freaking fusion concert that now he's to practice with her and be with her' all the time. Watch her play her veena, and then connect his guitar and disturb her, irk her, because every reaction of hers is a wisp of thrill, of fresh air, of music that's heaven, of euphoria that courses through him. And all he wants to do is stare at her, have her fight him, come near, give her his hardest stare but smile inside when he sets her up completely. Then like the ex boyfriend' he is dive into her bag uninvited and search so familiarly for the things he knows will be there.
Yeah
I want that red velvet
I want that sugar sweet
Don't let nobody touch it
Unless that somebody's me
And still so territorial about his girl. Like hell shall she be alone with the Pandit who's a man made in heaven for Nyonika. PSHT.
Manik Malhotra banega tumhaara partner.'
And the inner monologue:
You actually thought I'll let it be somebody else? I'm done with you but I'm not done with you Nandini. You're going nowhere without me. Don't even think. Breakups be damned!
Sugar
Yes, please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
I'm right here, 'cause I need
Little love and little sympathy
Yeah, you show me good loving
Make it alright
Need a little sweetness in my life
Sugar
Yes, please
Won't you come and put it down on me?
And all this boy really really needs is her love, her sweetness in all the bitterness that's surrounding him. She's the one sweetener he wants to keep eating, *sexual innuendos intended too* and noway in hell will he let go of any chance of being near to her, of irking her and watching the fascinating play of colors on her face, the balling of those delicate adorable hands he love so much, her reprimanding him, her smiling, her adorable antics.
Now if that's not adorable then what is?
#SOMANYFEELSTODAY
I don't wanna be needing your love
I just wanna be deep in your love
And it's killing me when you're away
'Cause I really don't care where you are
I just wanna be there where you are
And I gotta get one little taste
Rida.😳