Hi again! I've come up with another OS , you can clearly say that I'm in love with Ayra all over again , they'll be always MY ROMAN EMPİRE ):! i miss them sm , wish if we had more of them , i got this ideas few days ago , i hesitated to post it as I'm not the best at writing romance / fluff but there's a first time to everything i guess? ....
- she was sitting on the bed , still wearing her bridal gown , in complete disbelief that she has became his wife , that earlier today they both muttered the word " Qubool hai " , that her full name now is Humaira Siddiqui khan , people from now on , would call her " Mrs. Khan " , she smiled at the thought , he's finally hers completely , her husband , lover , not a silly crush , the man she loved him since she was little was hers now , just few rooms apart , he went to his grandmother room , she knew exactly why , she smiled , he's getting her the heirloom necklace , the pearls one , Badi bi had always said it belongs to Ayaan's wife , just as the bangles belonged to nikhat and the ring to nuzhat, she liked that piece of jewelry , she first saw it when she was 10yo , they had a relative wedding , Badi bi had wore it that day , she , along with nikhat and nuzhat admired it , Nikhat even asked for it to have it one day once she's old enough , but Badi bi smiled at her , told her it's belongs to someone else already , Ayaan's future wife , she has said , her heart skipped a beat as the mentioning of his name , she has noticed herself changing around him , always asking about his whereabouts or shyly sneaking glances of his face when he's not looking , not just because he's her favourite cousin or her childhood friend , no " that's a crush , you're having crush at him! " Her friend screamed at her when she secretly told her that Ayaan feels different than others to her , it was there when she discovered what crush meant , silly first love she used to say , " are you really giving it to Ayaan's wife ? " She asked Badi bi , who caressed the necklace and said " ji beta , I got this from my father when I got married , I wanted to give it to Rachid so he can gift it to his wife but I didn't want to give up on it so soon , that's when I decided that I'll give it to Ayaan's wife instead " , " but dadi that's unfair , if you had given it to mom Ammi it would've been ours " , Nikhat She frowned " don't worry beta , you see those bangles? They belong to you, you'll get them when you get married " Badi bi said half-laughing at her grandchild , who was almost 12 at the time , the age where girls usually start to shine as ladies instead of being just sweet little girls ...she caught her other grandchild sulking as well so she confronted her saying " this ring is yours too nuzhat don't worry , I'll kept it to you " ,Then she had held up the necklace " but this necklace? It belongs only to Ayaan's wife " , " she will be lucky then to Marry ayaan " Humaira replied unconsciously , she blushed when the realization hit her , she corrected herself in hurry " I mean she will get this beautiful necklace ! " , she blurted those word Shyly almost cursing herself for her tongue clumsy , " ha sure! , she will be lucky! , but Humaira , do you think she will be lucky to have ayaan or the necklace?" nikhat said teasing her , god , why it's so hard to keep anything from nikhat baji ? , Badi bi , as nuzhat were half confused half laughing , she blushed even more " ah the necklace is so pretty , your abbu most really loved you dadi " she said trying to get their attention back to the the necklace ... " Or " a boy voice interpreted " you can marry me humaira begum " ayaan said with his flirting yet so charming way , they laughed , he will never miss the opportunity to charm the girls around him , " What happened Ayaan ? Thought you said you'll never get married " Badi bi asked her grandchild amused , she loved when the children are around ! " Ji dadi , but have you seen the poor girl? She can't take her eyes off the necklace , I'm trying to help her , so huh humaira? Tell me " he kenlt in front of her dramatically , pulling a rose from the vase on the table " would you marry me "? He asked smirking , god , that charming smirk! Her heart exploded , her cheeks turned red , " tell me humaira begum , why you keep torturing this poor lover " he said in amused tone , little did he know what he was doing to her ? " Awww , humaira you're the lucky one then ? " The girls teased , Badi bi barely managed to not laugh at them while humaira hid her face in her dupatta , she was dying , " Ayaan stop your nonsense , why I would marry you to get a necklace ? I'll ask abbu to get me one " she said using her annoyed tone , god , why it was so hard to not like him even at his " cringe considered " moments ? Why she find this charming? , " you're the last one I would wish to marry! " She said , LAIR ! her Heart screamed , she throw her dupatta at his face , he put this hand on his heart dramatically " ah ! You just broke my heart " , " as if I care " she said nonchalanty , " you see dadi? I'm trying to help her to get the necklace , and here she's refusing me , tell me dadi , I'm that hard to love ? " He asked continuing his spectacular - circus , you're hard NOT TO LOVE , she has wanted to say , but instead she walked out the room saying " you're such a loser Ayaan ! " .. Now she's that loser wife , the loser she always loved . She wasn't wrong about him being a loser , after all it took him years to realize her love - that's a Khan signature - Zoya has told her - they're idiots in love but too blind to notice- , that's the most accurate statement she has heard in years ! As she was drown on her own thoughts , she didn't realize the door that had swung open , nor that her husband was standing nearby observing her , she looked so beautiful in that bridal gown, he barely managed to take his eyes off her all the day , last night it had been a torture for him , as he wasn't allowed to see his bride since it's considered a jinx , something bad would happen , they had told him , he gave up on the seeing her after his failed attempt of breaking into her room , not only that but he got caught red-handed while trying to , which lead to another teasing session from his sisters , on how he will have to wait days or months if he was impatient to see her at the expense of jinxing the wedding , hélas ! He told himself , he had to wait for few hours , because deep down he knew he won't be able to wait for more days , too eager to touch her , to feel her cherry lips on his , his hands on her wirst , thanks god he doesn't have to wait anymore . He closed the door behind him and walked toward the bed. She gave him a nervous smile as he approached, her heart racing with anticipation. This was the moment she had waited for all her life—to be his, and for him to be hers. Sitting beside her, he met her gaze with warmth before gently taking her hand in his. Bringing it to his lips, he pressed a soft, lingering kiss against her skin, his touch sending shivers down her spine "You look as beautiful as ever, Humaira Begum," he whispered. She blushed, her cheeks warming under his gaze. He reached out, his fingers brushing gently against her skin, tracing a soft path along her cheek.
" I've thought about this moment over and over—what I would say, what I should do. Yet now that I'm here, so close to you, I find myself lost. It feels unreal, your lips just inches away from mine... utterly irresistible." His voice was low, filled with emotion. "It might have taken us too long to finally be together, but every moment of waiting was worth it." , He gazed deeply into her eyes, his expression tender. "I can't promise you forever, but I can promise to love you for as long as I live. And though I may not be the perfect husband, I will do everything in my power to never break your heart or let a single tear fall from your eyes. I love you, Humaira."
His fingertip brushed against her lips, silencing any unspoken words between them. Slowly, he leaned in, their eyes locked, their foreheads touching as they lingered in the moment. Then, with all the love and tenderness he felt, he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her lips ... She pulled away first, her cheeks flushed, her gaze flickering downward before meeting his once more, a soft smile playing on her lips " i love you too Ayaan " she wishpreahd , her voice barely audible , " you taste too good , I've been dying to witness this day , the idiot i was missing this pretty smile , not noticing how hot you looked " , a giggle escaped her mouth " but you're a loser not an idiot " she corrected him , " the loser whom I've loved and always will " he smiled as he pulled away , picking up the jewelry box of the bed , placed it in her hands " you remember ? " , She nodded, smiling as she ran her fingers over the familiar box " I'm the lucky one after all I guess" he smiled back at her
- " lucky to have me or to get the necklace "
- " both ! " She giggled, opening the box , there it was the pearl necklace , the family heirloom , the one that always belonged to Ayaan's wife , whom will always belongs to her now ...
- A/N : as I've said I'm not the best at romance lol ! , I tried to image how their first night would be like , hope you like it !
Ps : I'm happy to see the formus active again , unfortunately i was kid when the show first aired so i never had the chance to be here when the forum was as it's peak , I'm reading a lot of old / new ff , if anyone have good recs ( based on the show not au ) please write down I'll be happy to read them !! MAUH <3 !!
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