AsYa : Khwaish (drabble)

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"Oh c'mon Mr. Khan," said Zoya still holding onto his wrist, "you've fulfilled all my wishes, won't you at least tell me your wish so I can do something for my prince charming as well?"

Asad smiled a little and gazed at her lovingly, "You really want to know what my wish is?"

Zoya's face lit up, "ofcourse yes Mr. Khan."

Asad gazed at her for a little while more before gently removing her hand from his wrist and placing it on his chest. "Well Zoya, if you really want to know what my wish is'", he whispered as he leant down, circling his hands around her waist and stepping forward so he was in closer proximity to his fianc.

As soon as Zoya realised that he was getting closer she looked down and closed her eyes. Asad placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face towards his, before brushing his fingers across her cheek. He leant down even closer, both their breaths taking on a ragged sound as it escaped their lips and fanned across each other's faces. Zoya opened her eyes and was instantly lost in his eyes. She began to relax against his hands, her gaze rested on his eyes as he looked at her. He flicked his gaze down to her lips before leaning in some more. A blush spread across Zoya's cheeks as she realised what he was about to do.

Asad leaned in closer and closer'before he brushed past her cheek and stopped with his mouth next to her ear. "My wish, Zoya is for you to at least now start calling your fianc by his name with that angel-like voice of yours," he whispered into her ears and felt her relatively shudder against him. He smirked at her reaction. Teasing someone like this was completely new to him, and he must say he quiet enjoyed the reaction he was getting out of his flower.

"M''.Mr''Mr. Khan," she stuttered, her face going even redder, "what'."

"No Zoya," said Asad as he skimmed his nose over her jaw, tracing a path towards her neck and back, "it's Asad, tumhara Asad."

Zoya thinking she had enough of his sweet torture took a deep breath before saying, "Asad."

Asad smiled against her neck and then raised his head slowly, a giant smile across his lips. He looked at her with pure adoration emanating from his eyes. Leaning towards her forehead he placed a chaste kiss against it before whispering again, "Haan, sirf tumhara Asad."

Zoya couldn't believe the extent of the love she had for the man standing before her, her eyes had immediately closed when he placed a kiss on her forehead but after he pulled back a bit she opened it, glistening with unshed tears. She tackled him in a hug, burying her face against the crook of his neck she spoke, "My Asad'I love you."

Asad was shocked when she suddenly hugged him back but upon hearing her declaration he relaxed and gathered her in his arms, holding her tightly against him and burying his face in her hair. "I love you too, my angel."

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