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Alisha and I have worked together to write this OS. This is after the Cheel Bros and Vani take a halt at the hill pad after a long day of finding clues against Markat in the tilasmi jungle. Veer lets Bani go with his brothers to cheel and usse chadh jaati hai.
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'Tujhko banaya mere jaise hi kisi ke liya
Emergency situation.
Thatās what Daksh had told him when he called him. He had no idea on the kind of emergency that Daksh had mentioned.
Veer hurried when Daksh said that there was an emergency. He was shocked to see Ponky, Monil and Bani dancing to some really loud music. There were other people that Veer didnāt even recognize.
"Tum log kar kya rahe ho?" Veer asked in disbelief.
"PARRRTTTTAAAYYY" Bani screamed in a high-pitched voice as she jumped with both her hands in the air.
As the song changed all three of them started doing some Naagin dance moves. Bani broke into laughter as she watched Monil and Ponky try to dance to the music. She was into fits of laughter.
āKoi naagin aise dance nahi karti.ā She commented laughing like a child. She continued with the craziness of the twins.
Daksh wanted to laugh but he suppressed his laughter studying Veer's expressions.
Why do they have to behave like high schoolers? Why can't Monil, Daksh and Ponky just listen to him for once in their life? Veer had warned all three of them. He had clearly instructed that Bani should not touch alcohol. There is a reason his wife prefers not to drink usually.
"Mujhe chadh jaati hai." Her voice resonated in his mind.
IDIOTS
His brothers are complete idiots. Veer is no less a fool. A fool to have trusted them. He has learnt his lesson today. When it comes to Bani, his brothers cannot be trusted. AT ALL.
Daksh looks apologetically at Veer pleading mercy. Veer could see that Monil and Ponky have unabashedly become their Bhabhi's chamchas. All this drama began with a game of truth and dare where Ponky pranked Bani into getting drunk.
Veer massaged his forehead. He was so exhausted after a tiresome day and now this. His brothers were doing fine. In fact, they were enjoying Bani's company but in Bani he could see the consequences of his lack of attention. His wife was silly drunk.
There is nothing he could do except be attentive and take care of Bani. In such drunken state, she is fully capable of hurting herself. She might as well fall sick.
"Bhabhi, Veer Bhai aa gayeā¦ dekho aapko kitne pyaar se dekh rahehai." Ponky teased noticing Veer's glare towards him.
"Kya pyaar? Kaunsa pyaar? Kaha ka pyaar? Koi pyaar vyaar nahi karta tumhara bhai mujhse." Bani announced still enjoying her dance move.
"Hawwwwww. Bhabhi aap aisa kyon bol rahe ho?" Monil asked.
"Jab mann kiya toh mera haath pakad ke phere le liye aur jab mann kiya haath pakad ke ghar ke darwaaze tak le gaya, ghar se nikaalne ke liye. Aisa pyaar kaun karta hai?" Bani confided in Monil. āWho mujhse koi pyaar vyaarnahi karta.ā
The scene in front of his eyes was enough to make Veer's blood run cold. What is Bani blabbering? He made a mental note that they need to have a conversation about it. As soon as possible.
A normal and sober Bani can be very difficult. It is terrifying him to even imagine a drunk version of her personality. His knew that this might not end well for him. There goes his hope of a relaxing and calm evening.
Veer asked Bani to get some rest. It had been a really long day. His brothers insisted and took her with them. He should have known better. His brothers can never come up with a good plan. All of their plans involve party and alcohol.
Now, He saw Bani smiling goofily as she chugged down yet another drink. Ponky and Monil cheered for her as Bani enjoyed herself. Several empty bottles and glasses were lying all around the place. She made Monil and Ponky look at her as she proceeded to tell them exactly how Veer drinks. The two laughed. She joined in the laughter.
"Veer Bhai, bhabhi does crazy things when she is sober. Ab toh poori ki poori talli ho gayi hai. Sambhal lo. Otherwise she is going to be unstoppable. Mujhe toh lag raha hai kahi tandav karna naa shuru karde." Daksh spoke.Monil and Ponky chuckled at the last comment.
The music was blaring in the background. His brothers were further more encouraging her to drink more.
"Bani, bohot pee li hai tumne.... I think you should stop now. Veer bhai bohot maarenge hume agar tum theek se ghar nahi pahuche toh." One of Ponky's friends tried to tell her.
"Oye.... Bhabhi kon lagaega mere naam ke aage? Kabse Bani bulane lage?" Bani snapped in a drunken state.
Veer looked at Bani. Tension clearly evident in his facial expressions. At this exact moment, Bani noticed Veer and calls him in a loud screech āCheeeeeeluuuuuuu".
He walked towards Monil, Bani and Ponky.
"Monil, Ponky kya harkat hai yeh?"
Both of them scattered behind Bani knowing that their bhabhi would save them.
"Shhhhhhhhh... relax, calm down, cheelu." She giggled looking at Monil and Ponky as she said that in the same tone that he had once spoken to her when she first showed up at the Singhania Mansion. Bani faltered in her steps as she walked towards Veer. "Ekdum finger on your lips karlo."She pressed her own finger on his lips.
"Kuch mat kaho inhe... Chhote se nanhe se munne se pyaare se bachhe hai.Kuch nahi kahoge tum inhe." Bani defended the brothers trying to find balance in her stance.
"Naa chhote hai naa pyaare hai, bilkul nihayati nalayak hai teeno ke teeno." Veer muttered while passing a glare to them.
"Bani..." Veer tried to speak to her.
"No Bani... S-W-E-E-T-H-E-A-R-T! Sweet heart bulaao mujhe, Cheelu.Tumhaari sweet heart hoon na main." Bani giggled.
"Sweet heart, chalo ab araam karo, you have a long day tomorrow. āVeer said.
"Haanā¦ kal Tanmay ke pass bhi jana hai." Bani thought. She smiled excitedly.
"Who the hell is Tanmay?" Veer gripped Bani's arm. He felt a murderous rage for this unknown Tanmay. The ugly green monster turning his head inside him.
"Lagta hai Bhabhi Veer Bhai ke liye sautan leke aaegi." Ponky laughed.
"Nahiiiiiiiiiii" Bani screamed in Ponky's direction. "Cheelu baby pareshaan mat ho, woh Tanmay naa meri saree ke blouse banata hai. Tailor hai tailor." Bani pat Veer's cheeks. "Woh blouse banaake deta hai tabhi toh saree pehenke hot lagti hu naa. Ab pati tumhaare jaisa ho toh mujhe bhi hot lagna padega na?" Bani giggled again.
"Veer Bhai, lagta hai aaj bohot achhe se aapki good night hone waali hai." Daksh shook his head looking at Veer.
Bani rests her chin on Veer's shoulder.
"Dekho yeh badtameez Mujhe Bani bula raha hai. Use bolo ki mujhe Bhabhi bulaye." She complained to Veer making a baby face. "Tume bhai bulate hai toh mujhe Bhabhi bulana chahiye na...."
Veer held her before she could fall down. She gave a stern look to the guy who called her Bani instead of bhabhi.
"Bol dunga, sweetheart. Who tume Bhabhi hi bulayega." He told her.
"You know.... You said once that you like me calling you Veer. But I like calling you Veeranshu because no one else calls you that. I feel that only I call you Veeranshu. Jaisa it's my style." She told him.
"Hmm... Abh I think you should rest." He told her.
"I don't want to rest..... I want to fly....." She said. She tried to zoom like how a child acts like heās flying. Veer holds her arm and stopped her.
"Bani, you can't fly." He said. She grabbed him by his jacket and looked intensely at him.
"Sweetheart ka kya hua? Bolana tum mujhe sweetheart bulao..." She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Okay okay... Relax, sweetheart. I'll call you sweetheart only. Abh please rest." He told her. She noticed that one of Ponky's female friends was looking at Veer.
"Cheelu, woh tume dekh rahihai...." She said, her eyes already categorizing the girl as enemy.
"Sweetheart, koi fark nahi padta. I'm just looking at you." He tried to tell her.
"Aise kya dekh rahi ho. Nazar mat lagao mere pati par." She told the girl as she hid Veer behind her. Ponky and Monil broke into laughter.
"Bhabhi, Veer bhai sirf Aapke hai. Koi tension mat lo." Ponky told her.
"Enough Bani, we are going to our room." Veer turned to his brothers,"Aur tum teeno, tumhe toh main baadme theek karta hoon. Abhi niklo yaha se aur apne gadho ko saath le jaao.ā
"Bhai, hum kaha jaaenge?" Monil asked.
"Cheel ho. Kahi bhi jaao. Ud ke jaao, chal ke jaao yaa bhaag ke jaao but agar abhi meri nazron se door nahi hue naa toh I swear koi drink peene laayak nahi chodungaa." He growled. His eyes clearly blurting out his threat.
"Please chalo Bani." Veer held her hand.
"Nahi, mujhe nahi chalna. Mujhe apni baahon mein uthaakar lekar jaao." Bani slung her arms around his neck. "Bohot practise hai tumhe". She giggled more.
Veer noticed a very different fragrance the moment he scooped Bani in her arms. He was able to smell alcohol. Obviously. He can smell fresh strawberries. Thatbis her favorite fruit. But something about the Bani is way different. She smelled like herself, that was there but also something else. He is not able to put a finger on it. That was exactly driving his senses on an overload. Almost making him crazy.
Veer carefully placed her on the bed. She yawned leaning against the head rest. He removed his hair clip and brushed his fingers through her ruffled hair and smoothed it out. He cleaned the smudged kaajal and lipstick from her face.
"Isse bhi nikaalo." Bani pointed at the delicate silver chain on her waist when Veer was removing her jewelry.
She was sure she did not breathe for a moment when Veer's fingers caressed the skin of her waist. Such a feather light touch.
"Tumhe pata hai tum kitne handsome ho." She trailed a finger on his cheek. He closed his eyes feeling this sensation. Trying hard to keep himself in control.
"Bani,now sleep...." He told her.
She laid down on the bed. Veer sighed.
"Suno....." She sat up again.
"Bani, go to sleep. We can talk in the morning." He told her as he pushed her head on the pillow with his one finger. She pushed off that finger from her head.
"Nahi.... Dad once told me ki agar problem solve nahi karoge toh shaadi toot sakti hai." Bani grabbed him. Her eyes looked serious in that moment.
"Tumne phir se mujhe jaane ko keh diya toh.... Konsa tum mujhse Sach mein pyaar karte ho."
"Sweetheart, mere dil ki dhadkan sunogi toh tume sirf Tumhara naam sunai dega."
Bani pulled him closer and put her ear on his chest. That dhak dhak of his chest almost sound like 'Ba-ni Ba-ni' to her in her drunken stupor. She laughed.
"Oye.... It actually sounds like Bani." She laughed.
"Kaha tha. Mera dil tumhara hi toh hai.... Ab so jaao."
"Topic change mat Karo. I want to talk to you about this."
"Bani, we should talk when youāre sober."
"Kal kare so aaj kar.... Aaj kare so ab... Uske aage kuch tha abhi yaad nahi aa raha." She continued in the same tune. Veer laughed at that. Bani put his arms around his neck and smiled.
"Kitne cute se cheel Ho Tum.Tumhare dad, Tumhare chachu aur woh taklu. Woh sab aise lagte hai jaise murda insaan ko bhi bhaga de apne se dur.... Tum Itne cute kaise paida Ho Gaye?"
"Kyuki tumse Judi har cheez hi bohot khoobsurat hoti hai."
Veer wouldn't have minded Bani being exactly like this while she was sober.
"Veeranshu, tum sach mein chahte Ho ki main chali jaau? Kya tume mujhse Koi problem hai? As it seems Jay ko bhi problem hai. Isiliye toh...." The words got stuck and tears formed in her eyes.
"Sweetheart, tum mujhse dur ho jaaogi toh mujhe sabse zyada dard hoga. I don't want you to go far from me. Meri Marzi hoti toh tume har second apne paas rakhta."
"Toh phir kaise suddenly Mujhe jaane ke liye keh diya? Woh bhi tab jab main tumse acche se baat kar rahi thi.Jab buri Tarah baat kar rahi thi tab toh kaid karke rakha tha. 'Bani, Tum iss Singhania Mansion se bahar kadam bhi nahi rakhogi'. Ab jab acche se baat kar rahi hun toh chale jaane ko keh diya. Yeh Konsa pyaar hai?"
"Sweetheart, main tumhe jaane dena nahi chahta tha but I thought that you didn't want to stay with me. Hamesha kehti rahi ki tumhe ghutan si hoti hai. And I know how it feels like to suffocate in a cage. I didn't want you to feel like that."
"Waise toh kehte phirte ho ki tumhe pata main kya feel karti hun aur kya sochti hun but tum yeh nahi samajh paaye ki mujhe tumse door jana nahi hai?"
Her eyes locked with his. Her sadness almost reflecting her in eyes. How could he ask her to leave? Just like that?
"Sweetheart, abhi sojaao." He tried to put her to sleep. She laid down and Veer was about to turn around and sit on the couch but she got up again. He sighed. āSweetheart..."
She stood on the bed.
"Gir jaaogi." Veer tried to tell him.
"Toh tum pakad lena." She answered with a wink. "Mujhe dance karna hai."
"I think tumhe rest karna chahiye." He tried to tell her.
"Jo hum karna chahte hai aur jo hume karna chahiye has a lot of difference. Or at least meri life mein Hai. Because Veeranshu Singhania does what he wants. But I can't. I have to keep reminding myself that I'm supposed to keep Chachi's respect in the chawl. I canāt have people talking about me... She'll get angry and scold me again. Then Meera di will try to defend me and she'll also get scolded." She said.
"Sweetheart, Dekho. It's not that I don't want you to enjoy but abhi you should rest Kal subah hume kaam hai." Veer tried to tell her. She hopped off from the bed, Veer had to hold her before she falls down. She put her arms around his neck. The two moved softly. Veer held her making sure she doesn't fall and hurt herself. What bothered him more was the way she looked at him. Not even moment, her eyes faltered away from him. It triggered all the desires he had been trying to keep at bay.
"Mujhe sach mein laga tum mazak kar rahe the when you told me to go."
"I didn't tell you to go, sweetheart. I just offered you a way out if you wanted. I just offered you a choice of wanting to leave from this marriage and be free. I don't want to hold you to a place you don't want to stay in. I was once told that love is like a free bird, if you have truly loved someone and if they have truly felt your love, it comes back to you."
"Main cheel nahi hun,Veeranshu. Jinki zindagi aasmaan se judi hoti hai woh zameen pe rehne walo ko samajh nahi pate. Zameen pe jahan ghar bana liya, puri zindagi wahi beetani hoti hai. Mera ghar toh ban chuka hai tumhare saath. Chachi ne mujhe humesha yaad dilaya hai ki woh ghar unka hai aur mujhe papa ne god liya hai. Toh kabhi aisa laga nahi ki I belong there. Tumse pehle kisi ne yeh kaha hi nahi ki mera kahin ghar hai ya aisa feel nahi karaya ki kahin mera ghar hai. Toh jab tumne bhi jaane ko keh diya, bohot bura laga but kya karun, I'm not supposed to get emotional before my enemies."
"I'm not your enemy,sweetheart."
"Maine kab kaha ki tum dushman ho. Par wahan ghar pe toh hai."
Veer tried to tuck her to bed again. He was about to get up when she pulled him over her.He almost fell on top of her. His arms on her sides holding him above her.
"Main ek secret bataaun tumhe?" She whispered delicately.
"Ha bolo, sweet heart" He encouraged her, wondering what she wants to express in her drunk state.
"Sunoā¦" she commands and he automatically moves closer. His lips an inch apart from hers. The extremely delectable scent hits him again and he is unable to recognize it. He knows it but it's something different, something he unknowingly knows, he is sure. But what is it? It was just calling to him. They were too close. He could almost feel that tingling desires crawling right under his skin. He tried to think of what it was but the closeness of them distracted him. He took a deep breath. He could almost feel his heart screaming to give in.
"Tumhe pata hai, meri perfume ki bottle...ā she starts softly before getting distracted by his brown eyes, āā¦.khogayiā¦ā Her hand resting on his cheek, her thumbs tracing his beard. Her eyes staring at his lips. Her lips moving to trail lightly on his earlobe. He shudders in pleasure, a desperate want rising in him like never before. Was she talking about her lost perfume or her lost thoughts?
He had always wanted her, he knows that. But the extent of his want, no need was perhaps a more accurate word to describe that feeling, becomes clear when he has to will every single fibre of his being into not pushing her down on the bed, to pin her with his own weight and do all the things he has had the audacity to imagine. She settles on testing his patience as she moves her fingers in his hair leisurely, lips pressing into the hollow under his ear. His eyes just closed themselves and he sighed a moan.
It forays into dangerous territories soon when she nibbles on his earlobe and he pulls back hurriedly to put a stop to it. He takes a deep breath to calm his raging senses, only for the scent to hit him again, sending another wave of desperation through him. She was right there, so close to him. He could almost sense that heavy air of desire between them. His hands trailed down to her waist, holding her. She sighed softly.
"Secret bata rahi thi tum.Tumhaara perfume kho gaya na?," he tries to distract them both when she again pulls him back, quite unaware that the secret she wanted to tell was going to make him lose hard-fought control.
"Ha," she pouts for a moment. He made a mental note to get her the perfume she uses. He must have looked quite inattentive because her fingers twist in his hair painfully as she tries to get his attention back.
"I'm listening," he assures her and her hold immediately loosens.
"Maine bohot dhunda lekin mujhe mera perfume mila nahi? Isiliye maine tumhara cologne use kar liya,"she confides in a whisper with a giggle. His control tumbled down the hill the house was constructed on.
Him
She smells like him.
His animalistic instincts make him grin victoriously before he realizes that there are several other ways with which he can mark his wife as his own. He had to stop. He had to stop. If he didnāt move right then, he was going to lose it. She pushed off his jacket. Crossing her arms around his neck once again, her fingers teased the back of his neck. She was too close. Too close to enable him to think with his mind. The way her eyes scanned him. No way, sheād let herself stare at him with that expression if she was sober.
He himself had no idea how he willed himself to do it when he got up from the bed and away from her.
āJust a moment, Iāll be back.ā He told her. He had to calm down his mind and body. She was in no condition to be able to make a decision she wouldnāt rage later at. He returned with a tray.
Bani stared at him when Veer sat across her on the bed with a bowl of soup. Her head pounding painfully. She was feeling a little dizzy.
"Mera bilkul mann nahi hai." Bani said.
"Baat mann ki nahi hai Bani,you need to have something. Nahi toh theek se neend nahi aaegi." Veer stirred the soup.
"Meri itni parwah kyon karte ho Veer?"
"Saare husbands apni biwiyon ki parwah karte hai Bani." Veer spoke feeding her a spoonful of soup.
"Sab nahi karte Veer."
"Theek hai, par main sab nahi hu, main Veer hu, tumhara Veer." He winked.
"Sachme, agar poore naag lok mein CFL ka bulb leke ghumungi naa toh bhi tumhaare jaisa pati nahi milne wala." Veer paused for a moment. A playful glint in his eyes. Bani chuckled.
"Naag lok phir kabhi chalenge,abhi soup khatam karna hai." Veer fed her another spoon.
"Bass, Veer aur nahi piya jaaega." Bani held his hand as he tried to offer another spoon.
"Soup finish karna padega Bani, tumne kuch khaya bhi nahi hai." Veer tried to sound strict.
"Yeh bohot zyada hai Veer,main itna sara soup nahi peeti. Nooooo." Bani turned her head side to side like a child.
"Please sweet heart, aur thoda sa peelo. Mere liye." Bani could feel her heart melt because of how lovingly he said that to her. Because of how lovingly he looked at her. His eyes. Damn. His eyes.
Veer wiped Bani's mouth with a napkin after she finished the entire bowl of soup.
"I have to make an important work call. I will be back in a while. Tum aaraam karo." Bani nodded.
Veer came back to the room after almost half an hour. Bani was asleep on her side of the bed. Veer opened the cupboard to take out a blanket because Bani was sleeping without one. He put the blanket on Bani and took some time to admire her sleeping form. He bent down to press a gentle kiss on her forehead.
He turned after a while when Bani held his hand. He looked back.
"Please stay, I need you here, mere paas." She requested.
Veer lay on his side of the bed. She slowly wriggled closer to him and kept her head on his chest. She was listening to his heart beat.
Duhn - Duhn, Duhn - Duhn. She could listen to her name.
"Veer ... She took his name with a beautiful smile.
" Haan sweet heart." Veer tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Bani was sure that her heart did a backflip in that instant.
"It feels really lonely and cold without you." She held him a little tighter. "Tumhe pata hai jab tum mere paas nahi hote naa tab main tumhe miss karti hoon... lekin miss toh shaayad ek chhota sa shabd hai unn saari feelings ke liye jo main tumhaare liye mehsoos karne lagi hoon." All the drinks that were washed down in her system helped her loosen up.
" Tum humesha mujhse poochte rehte ho naa ... ke mujhe tumhaari kaunsi baat sabse zyada achhi lagti hai ...Main tumse yeh kaise kahu ke mujhe tumhaari kaunsi baat pasand nahi hai ...Tumse judi har baat, tumhaari har aadat meri zindagi ke maaine bante jaa rahi hai Veer. Bohot zaroori ho tum mere liye."
"Tumhaara iss tarah se mera dhyaan rakhna, mere aas paas rehna."
"Mere wajood se, Meri rooh se naa hatne waali tumhaari gehri bolti nazrein."
"Mujhpar har pal jaan chhidakne wala tumhara har andaaz."
"Tum jab bhi mujhse kehte hoke tum mujhse pyaar karte ho, main uss baat par yaqeen karne lagi hu. Mujhe sahi galat ke baare mein nahi sochna. Jhukne lagi hu main, tumhaari parwah,tumhaare pyaar ke saamne."
"Tumhaare alawa, Mere baare mein main soch bhi nahi paati."
"Mujhe pata hai ... Tum samajh sakte ho... ke tumhaare bina meri zindagi ... shaayad ... ek khoobsurat adhoori kahani ki tarah khatam ho jaaegi ..."
"Kabhi socha nahi thha ke main tumse ya khud se yeh khaungi... Lekin tumhaare bina nahi reh paaungi main. Sochke bhi darr lagta hai. Main tumhe kho nahi sakti Veer. Bohot mushkil hojaaegi."
Veer patiently listened to everything Bani said. He did not speak a word. He was unable to. He thought that his heart would burst. He remembers that he had yearned for such moments with Bani. He craves for her in the most innocent form. He longs to give her good night kisses. He wants to say that he adores her, every single day. This is where they belong, together. He wants nothing more, nothing less.
"I love you Bani." Veer held her face as she looked up to him.
"Kabhi kabhi mujhe lagta hai ke mujh jaisi ladki se koi itna pyaar kaise kar sakta hai?" Bani said as tears formed in her eyes.
"Shhhh. Relax sweet heart,apne aap ko pareshaan mat karo. So jaao." His fingers trace a path down her cheek and she shudders.
"Mujhe chocolate khana hai..." Bani suddenly demanded.
"Abhi?" He asked.
"Haan..." She answered. He looked for chocolate in the kitchen and finally found some by luck. He was expecting to have to fly out and get her chocolate.
"Lo. Now, you're going to eat the chocolate and go to sleep like a good baby."
Bani smiled and took the chocolate from him. She patted the spot next to her on the bed. Veer sat next to her. She scooted closer to her and snuggled next to him. His heart made a flutter as she looked at him so adorably.
"Khaoge?" She offered.
"Its okay... you eat." He nodded. She ate a small bite of the chocolate bar and offered it to him.
"Khao." She was adamant. He proceeded to break a small piece of chocolate but she slapped away his hand and signalled him to eat from her hands. He gave a smile and bit a piece of chocolate. An adorable smile came up her face. She snuggled into him a little more comfortably, trying to find the perfect position.
Both of them were lying on the bed. The bed had several pillows but she chose to use his arms as a pillow. Both of them facing each other. She continued eating her chocolate while looking at him. He watched her eyes slowly blink into a sleepy state. The chocolate half eaten. He took the chocolate and placed it on the table next to the bed. She wrapped her arms around him. The breeze flew into the room making it comfortably cold. She rested in the warmth of his presence.
Veer looked at her for a moment, brushing the hair out of her face. She was beautiful. Inside the shell of having to be this strong and unfeeling Sarvasresth Adi-Naagin, she was nothing different than a girl who wants to be loved and has so much love to offer. Her experiences had created a hardened shell around her. In a moment of vulnerability that her unsober self put her in, she admitted to her weakness, to him.
"Mere liye tumse zyada aur kya ho sakta hai, sweetheart? Tume dekhta hun toh sabh bhool jata hun. Kuch aisa pyaar hai mera ki tum bas ek baar mujhe bulao toh sabh chodke tumhare paas aajaaunga. I love you, Bani." He whispered to her softly. She kissed him on his cheek.
"Abh good night kiss do. Mujhe bohot neend aa rahi hai..." She said in the sleepiest tone. She was like a baby when she was drunk. He kissed her forehead.
"Love you, sweetheart. āHe whispered. "Sweet dreams."
A smile stuck to her lips as she drifted into sleep, snuggling comfortably in his embrace and treating him like her cheel sized teddy bear. He felt a peace he had never felt before. The hint of his scent from her, the soft feel of her rising and falling chest, the smell of her shampoo, warmth of her right into him begun to lull him into a soft peaceful sleep. He wasn't aware of how many sleepless night they would be spending since then but one thing for sure was that he was going take whatever came at them fore front before it came for her. There would be no other death heād want than to die for her. He had felt the soft untouched love that he yearned for so long. Since the first moment his eyes fell on her, he had yearned to have her love him like he did. Veer's love was dark red passion with obsession and high protectiveness. Bani's love was like the touch of softest pink in the sky. It just made everything more aesthetic. If he was wild and crazy in love, she was soft and peaceful in love. His love took him to dangerous heights and dropped him straight like a free fall, it was an all-consuming and thrilling feeling. She loved like the peace of the sunsets on the oceanās horizon, the more you flew towards it, the more unending it felt. Both of them at polar ends but kept meeting and melting with each other at their own horizons.
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