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Uff!!! How I wish Armaan makes it crystal clear to Abhira that he doesn't love his ex anymore I want him to feel that he is somehow betryaing his wife. Like him trying to overexplain so that she doesn't misunderstand him.

Don't leave us at cliffhangers. Please update soon

Beautiful… Very nicely written…

Lovely OS

ONE SHOT#4 : "Intimate Encounters."

This is completely random, there is almost no link to the current track that is ongoing on air.

Enjoy. 🥰

Part 1:

"I love you." He shouted at the top of his lungs.

His legs trembled slightly, a testament to the whatever he drank coursing through his veins. The scene unfolded before him: his family, a steadfast presence. In the midst of his inebriation, he couldn't contain the surge of affection welling up within him.

"I love you all. Meri family," he declared, his words laced with drunken sincerity. "Thank You" He bowed 90degree in front of everyone. Despite the slight waver in his stance, his proclamation echoed through the air, a testament to the depth of his emotions.

He squinted his eyes as if trying to see the faces clearly, He called pointing fingers on each of them, "Daaaaadisaaaa, Papaaaa, Maaaa, Buaaaa sa, Phuphaaaa sa, Chaaacha, Chaaachiiiii sa, Roooohit, Aryan, Kkrriiishhhhhhh, Kiiiaaraaaa, Chaaaaruuuu.....huh...Abhi..." He squinted, the dim light accentuating his effort to focus. One person was conspicuously absent from the count, a presence he had intended to include. "Abhira??" He mumbled softly. In a stumbling, drunken step, he pivoted around, seeking to address the conspicuous absence.

His environment swayed in rhythm with his unsteady gait as he embarked on this haphazard mission to locate the missing individual. And then he found her, rushing inside just to stop right next to Charu....

"Abbbhiiiraaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

He pointed an unsteady finger in her direction, a lopsided smile stretching from ear to ear. His inebriated enthusiasm painted a scene of genuine delight, as if he had uncovered a cherished secret or stumbled upon a long-lost friend.

In that moment, surrounded by the ones he held dear, the warmth of familial bonds overcame the haze of intoxication.

"I love you." He said looking at all of them.

"I love you ......Meraa Bhaiiiii...meraaa Rohittttt." As Rohit came forward to hold him, Armaan taking help of his brother tried to steady himself.

"I love you Maa." Armaan was almost shouting and showering verbal love shots.

His family was staring at him, all of them were lined up, visibly tensed.

He saw Dadisa and went on "Pranam. I love You Dadisa." He bowed to her again and again and then looked at her and said I love you.

Then he saw his dad, "Papaa, kabhibola nahi but I love you too".

Then, " I love you Maa" He smiled giving her a flying kiss that also brought skocking expression to his family members face.

Right then, Ruhi entered the scene.

His gaze fixed upon her, and once again, he squinted his eyes. There was an odd neutrality in his expression, devoid of any particular emotion. Yet, in an unexpected turn, a formal, albeit inebriated, smile gradually emerged. It played upon his lips, a curious dance of formality amidst the blurry atmosphere of his alcohol-laden perception. He looked at Rohit right beside him who was giving him a support, "issko I love you nahi" he whispered while chuckling in Rohit's ears, grinning and then looked back at Ruhi with folded hands he shouted,"Namaste" he bowed, "aayiye aayiye".

Then his gaze landed on Krish and Aryan, with authority in his tone he said, " Idhar aao...tum dono....." He gestured them to come to his side. Aryan and Krish ran for Armaan helping Rohit who was supporting Armaan.

Armaan pulled Krish and Aryan with his hands and said in lower voice not a whisper but almost normally "I love you mere Bhai" he said giving each them a look.

Rohit, Aryan and Krish looked at each other and made a decision to take Armaan to his room. The room where Abhira and Armaan were staying in this resort.

While the brother's were helping... dragging Armaan away from the lawn with Abhira following behind them, Dadisa came out of her shock, the shocking spell that Armaan just spilled over everyone.

"Kisne sharab laayi yahan" Dadisa was angry. She called for the workers.

Within a matter of minutes, the veil over the true nature of the beverages unraveled. The alcoholic concoctions, intended for a separate gathering on the adjacent lawn, were mistakenly presented to Armaan from one of the workers.

As Armaan accepted the drink, assuming it to be a simple juice, little did he suspect the hidden potency within the innocuous-looking glass. The unwitting sip marked the beginning of an unexpected journey into the realms of intoxication. Armaan, unaware of what was happening, ended up professing his love for each family members.

Back in their room, the brothers assisted Armaan to his bed, carefully settling him in, while Abhira stood behind, observing the intoxicated state of Armaan.

At first a spontaneous laugh escaped her lips at first glance, a reaction instinctively triggered by the unexpected turn of events. However, as the reality of the situation sunk in, her amusement dissolved into genuine surprise, her eyes widening at the unfolding scene before her.

Armaan, now comfortably on his bed, looked completely normal as he looked on Rohit, Krish and Aryan going for Abhira. Sensing Abhira's bewilderment, they slight shook her, gently pulling her out of the shock-induced trance.

"Bhabhi aap sambhal loge bhaiyaa ko?"

Rohit was concerned.

Abhira found herself speechless, looking at Armaan, momentarily at a loss for words. A doubtful nod was all she could muster in response.

"Mereko toh lagta hai bhaiya jaldi hi so jayenge" Aryan quipped looking at Armaan.

Armaan's gaze lingered in the direction of Abhira, but the effects of the alcohol caused his stare to be both unfocused and oddly fixated. Even in his inebriated state, his eyes seemed to gravitate toward Abhira, who stood just by the doorway. The alcohol-induced haze blurred the clarity of his vision, creating a paradoxical fixation that hinted at his attempt to anchor himself in the presence of a familiar figure amidst the disorienting currents of intoxication.

Abhira nodded.

The brothers, thus left Armaan in Abhira's care.

Part 2:

"I love you" he declared with a cheesy tone, just as Abhira stepped inside, closing the door behind her. The words hung in the air, catching her off guard, sending shockwaves through the room.

For both of them, the emotions were a labyrinth—a blend of attraction, both emotional and physical. The admission stirred something within Abhira, a revelation that transcended their ongoing struggles to navigate the intricate web of feelings. They were still entangled in the process of fighting, figuring out, and sorting through the complex maze of emotions that bound them together. The unexpected confession added a new layer to the delicate dance of their relationship, leaving them suspended in a moment that teetered on the brink of realization.

Abhira advanced slowly toward where Armaan lay on the bed. Her steps were measured, a cautious approach to the scene unfolding in the room.

"Paani chahiye?" she inquired, spotting a jug on the table beside her. Armaan, in his inebriated state, initially declined, but Abhira, unfazed, poured a glass for him. Carrying the glass with water, she made her way to his side of the bed.

As Armaan caught sight of Abhira approaching, a feeble attempt to sit up played out. In his semi-reclined position, he grappled with the effects of the alcohol, a determined effort to regain some semblance of control as she drew near.

Despite his initial refusal, Armaan yielded when Abhira extended the glass of water, gulping it down with haste. As he handed back the empty glass, a silent acknowledgment passed between them.

Abhira placed the glass aside and gently suggested, "Lay down again, Armaan. Tumhe rest karna chahiye." Her words carried a tone of care, an understanding.

"Abhira..." Armaan extended his hand, a silent invitation for her hand. As she placed her hand in his, he gently tugged, drawing her towards him. She landed gracefully in front of him, settling into a seated position, his hands on her back and hers on his chest, creating a subtle yet deliberate space between their faces.

In this intimate proximity, they locked eyes, a shared gaze that spoke volumes. Armaan's gaze lingered on Abhira, capturing the essence of the moment. On the other hand, Abhira's heart skipped a beat, the intensity of Armaan's intoxication mirrored in her own vulnerability. The room, suspended in a quiet dance of shared glances, became a haven for a connection that transcended words.

"I love you," he declared, a wide smile stretching across his face with eyes so gentle.

It took a minute to calm herself down he looked at her tenderly. Abhira offered a nod in response, her mind replaying the recent scene outside. Armaan, in an unmistakable state of intoxication, had professed his love to every family member with equal enthusiasm.

As he expressed his love to her now, she attempted to anchor herself in reality. Despite the warmth of his smile, Abhira reminded herself that it was merely a product of his intoxicated state. She sought solace in the rational understanding that his sentiments, in this moment, were influenced by the effects of alcohol rather than a deliberate, sober confession. The room was filled with the echoes of his words, became a backdrop for Abhira's internal struggle to separate the genuine from the inebriated.

"Tumko lag raha hai ki main nashe mein bol Raha hun...haina?" He smiled looking at her and then shook his head like a kid, he continued, "No..." He looked at Abhira's still face. He blowed on her face making strands of her hairs land on her face, to get her out of her trance. "I said I love you."

Abhira found herself ensnared in a whirlwind of emotions, the inner voices clamoring for attention momentarily hushed as he uttered those three words once more. The sparks of connection between them had been felt repeatedly, yet neither was prepared to acknowledge it openly.

In the midst of this emotional turmoil, she grappled with conflicting desires. While a part of her yearned to embrace the confession, another, more rational side resisted. Abhira resisted the allure of his love, even as a subtle longing lingered beneath the surface. She was resolute in not accepting this declaration, recognizing the potential mistake woven into the fabric of his intoxicated state. With a mix of apprehension and determination, she braced herself for the aftermath, knowing that once he sobered up, the landscape of their unspoken connection might shift again.

Abhira, enveloped in a contemplative silence, took her time. She closed her eyes briefly, as if seeking clarity within herself, before reopening them. Slowly, she shook her head sideways, a deliberate and measured gesture that carried the weight of her decision. When she met his gaze again, her eyes conveyed a firm resolve as she uttered the word that echoed in the room.

"No."

Armaan just looked at her and she continued softly, "tum sab bhool jaaoge...abhi so jao..."

The closeness between them was beginning to test Abhira's firm resolve, a realization settling in that her determination might falter soon. As she attempted to rise from her seated position, she found herself pressed back, ensnared in a stronger hold by him. The room was already charged with unspoken emotions, witnessed this subtle struggle.

Now, with her attempt to distance herself thwarted, Abhira's face was mere inches away from his. His gaze, once locked onto her eyes, began to descend, tracing a path from her eyes to her lips. The charged atmosphere in the room intensified as the unspoken tension between them hung in the air, the magnetic pull between their gazes revealing a palpable undercurrent of desire.

She gulped.

"Main nashe mein nahi bol raha hoon, Abhira," Armaan asserted, his gaze returning to her eyes. His words carried a certain clarity, and the promise in his stare bore into the depths of her soul.

"No. Tum nashe mein ho, jab uthoge tab sab bhul jaoge" Abhira reiterated, a firmness in her statement. However, Armaan's gaze, seemingly drawn to her lips, hinted at an unspoken desire.

"I will leave a proof then," he declared, his eyes fixated on her lips. As his gaze ascended to meet her eyes, a silent challenge lingered—an invitation for her to either accept or deny the impending, unspoken action.

As his eyes bored deep in hers, once he received the confirmation that she was no longer denying, Armaan's face inched forward towards her.

His lips was moving forward towards her made her close her eyes for what is about to happen. But then suddenly she felt his lips on her neck. She stopped breathing and suddenly a gush of air escaped her lips as his teeth left an imprint on her neck. She tried to move but his hand pulled her more towards him and lips making sure that his proof is well marked on her.

As his grip relaxed, Armaan lifted his head from the intimate proximity of her neck, a deliberate movement to position their faces directly in front of each other. His one hand cupped her face while he other on her back holding her close to him as his prized possession.

She looked ethereal in that disheveled state with that look in her eyes that was only for him, his eyes gleamed.

He whispered as she relaxed, "I know what you feel, I know what I feel. Abhira...mujhe pata hai aur tumhe bhi..."

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Ok I will stop here and give them their space. 🥰😂

Please consider this as form of apology to everyone of you have previously read, commented... appreciated, as well as complained regarding the cliffhangers that I leave my random one shots with. 😊🤗

Ps. No proofreading done. Please excuse the errors.

Hope you like it. Do give your comments/review.

Ok Bye.,

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