The Truth (Abhi-Pragya Fan Fiction)
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It was a Sunday morning.
Abhi stood in the balcony of his room sipping on his coffee with cinnamon, watching the morning showers. The murmur of the water droplets falling on the leaves just felt like the jumpy notes of his heart.
Placing his mug on the tea table, he turned back to walk into the room and noticed Pragya, his wife of five months, just out of the shower. Dressed in a pale yellow saree with her hair wrapped in a towel, she had his heart thump like she did for a while now. As he watched her every little move, he felt frustrated with the fact that this woman was his pain as well as medicine.
Unwrapping the towel, Pragya stood in front of the dresser, running her fingers through her wet hair. Feeling someone watching her, Pragya turned to witness Abhi's eyes set on her. She found her eyes meeting his and she lost herself there.
Abhi walked up to her, feeling a pull towards her that increased with every step. His eyes were full of questions and answers for her. Pragya's heart rate shot up, as she felt conscious of this man in every cell of her body. He always succeeded to generate yearning emotions in her.
Abhi stood inches away in front of Pragya and felt surreal captivated in exquisite and tranquil sensations. Her proximity always did that to him. Losing himself to that moment he wrapped his hand around the exposed part of her waist, pulling her into him. Pragya gasped at this sudden act while her body reacted with goose bumps and he treasured that feedback. His other hand touched her cheek amused by the blush that just formed. His thumb went to wipe a water droplet on her lips that dripped from her hair. Her lips quivered at his touch making him desperate to kiss them. His face slightly bent down with his lips nearing hers. Pragya closed her eyes unable to hold his intense gaze anymore while also offering him what he intended. Just when their lips were about to meet Abhi abruptly retracted pushing her away from him.
"Is this how you close your eyes when he kisses you?" Abhi said bitterly and walked out of the door slamming it.
Pragya stood still as tears flowed down her eyes without a break. She felt desperate. So was the situation.
A little later, Pragya gathered herself and wiped her tears to took a deep breath. She was exhausted of this pain. It was insufferable. With a determination, she paced to Abhi's music room, where she knew he would be.
Abhi was slamming the drums as if he was taking out his hurt on them. Pragya opened the door slowly but that went unnoticed by him with the sound of the drums. Pragya took baby steps to reach where he was. Suddenly he felt her presence and he turned to look at her. She ran to him and hugged him as if he was the last hope to her life, sobbing uncontrollably. He dropped his drum sticks on the floor and before he knew, his arms surrounded her too. He kissed her neck and held her tighter. It was a dream come true for both of them, but both prayed that the truth never struck.
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