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I really should be working on my essays right now...but I can't focus so maybe writing this will help my creative juices flow and I'll be able to finish my essay after 😉
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So the premise of this OS is basically a follow up of today's episode...Zoya's back home with Asad where she belongs and well...read on for the rest...
Story's told from Zoya's pov...The song used is the same as the precap; Saans from JTHJ 😉
"I'm sorry, Zoya." Mr. Khan whispered as she just stood on the entrance to her room looking at it like she'd not seen it in forever. And that's exactly what it felt like...those weeks felt like forever.. She turned to face him, her face soft, all the tension gone because she was back where she belonged with her love. "For what M.r Khan?"
"For not coming for you sooner...for putting you in that position in the first place...for everything." He looked so forlorn and that wasn't right. Everything was as it should be now and she was happy no matter how it happened. "If you're sorry then I am too." His face raised to hers and she could see the question in his eyes. "I shouldn't have taken so long to come back to you. I kept feeling responsible for their reputation...like if I left that they'd be shamed...but I realized when you walked in that door that no matter when I went, the result would've been the same." She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face against his chest. "But today, they saw...they all saw our love and I know that it'll all be okay now. They see now like I think they didn't before that this whole situation was keeping love apart. Us and Ayaan and Humaira."
"I missed you." He whispered, his breath stirring the hair at her neck. She breathed in deeply, "I missed you so much Mr. Khan. I feel a weight...a heaviness lifted being here with you now." She reared back and looked into his eyes. His hand came up and brushed her hair back. " I love you Zoya Farooqui." She smiled...smiled so big that her cheeks hurt. "I love you Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan...and I always will."
Zoya laid in bed that night so keyed up, so happy she couldn't sleep. She heard her door crack open and Mr. Khan entered. He seemed surprised that she was awake. "I couldn't sleep." she answered his unspoken question. He rounded the bed and lay on the empty side. she turned facing him as he entwined their fingers together. She smiled, closing her eyes and finally falling into a dreamless sleep.
The following night after she'd come back home, Mr. Khan presented her with a gift. A saree and asked her to wear it for dinner. It was a white sari, lined in sliver and a sliver back-less choli. She wore it giddy with excitement and joined him outside where he'd elaborately set up a candlelight dinner with sparkling lights all over. Her eyes welled up...the gesture of his love making her heart soar. He joined her wearing a grey suit complete with a crisp white shirt and a silver tie. He walked slowly up to her taking her hand in his and pulling out her chair for her, seating her carefully, before taking his own seat. "Mr. Khan this is all really beautiful." He smiled and they dined in silence, she left one hand on the table and he took it in his, his fingers rubbing soothing circles over her palm.
After they'd had dinner, he led her from her seat and gestured to her for a dance...the music came on and he pulled her close. Zoya could hear the music...Saans playing over the speaker as Asad's fingers entwined into her hair and held her close. She closed her eyes, savouring the moment of being in his arms again after what felt like eternity.
Saans mein teri saans mili to
mujhe saans aayi..
rooh ne chhoo li jism ki khushboo,
tu jo paas aayi..
He spun her around in circles, his eyes light and unburdened..their happiness mirrored each others. He spun her back into him his arms going around her waist his forehead pressed into hers...she closed her eyes hearing the heaviness of his breath washing over her face...she could feel his heart beating against her chest...they were so closely wrapped in each other. Her lips parted and she opened her eyes looking up into the twin dark pools of his chocolate brown eyes. She could feel her heart working overtime in her chest as his face dipped closer. At the very last minute before their lips met, she turned away, her heart felt like it had literally stopped for that brief second.
She placed her hand over her heart as if to stem the rapid beating ...she took a step forward but a hand on her wrist halted her...
kab tak hosh sambhale koi,
hosh ude to ud jaane do..
dil kab seedhi raah chala hai
raah mude to mud jaane do
tere khayal mein doob ke aksar
achchi lage tanhaai..
She felt his lips press into the back of the palm and she turned, looking at him over her shoulders...he was on his knees her hand in his...she broke...She slumped to her knees and wrapped her arms around his shoulders burying her face into his neck breathing him in. He smelled like home to her and she gripped his hair between her fingers as if she could keep him anchored to her forever and never let go.
She could feel the warmness of his palm on the bareness of her back...his fingers tight on her skin and she knew he was feeling the exact same way that she was. Slowly she raised her head from his shoulder and her lips brushed his cheek as he turned his face to hers. She could hear his deep intake of breath from the contact. As she pulled back to look at him, their faces close together, so close his breath fanned her lips...so palpable that it almost... almost felt like he had already imprinted himself there. Both his hands rose and sank into her hair, his thumbs wiping the tears that she'd been unaware had escaped her eyes.
The closeness felt incredibly intimate but she couldn't look away. One hand drifted up and she caressed her fingers down his cheek and stopped over his lips. Her fingers pausing,his hot breath on her fingertips. He closed his eyes and puckered a kiss against her fingertips and she broke away. Anymore and her heart would explode out of her chest. She turned to find his back to her... the closeness made her feel loved, safe and finally home but distance made her heart ache. She crossed the distance and wrapped her arms around him curling her fingers into his jacket over his chest. His hands enclosed hers...
raat teri baahon mein kate to,
subaha badi halki lagti hai
aankh mein rehne lage ho kya tum,
kyon chhalki chhalki lagti hai
mujhko phir se chhoo ke bolo
meri kasam kya khaayi..
Saans mein teri saans mili to
mujhe saans aayi..
rooh ne chhoo li jism ki khushboo,
tu jo paas aayi..
He turned, her arms falling away and his hands found her hips pulling her into him and they danced just holding each other...they danced and said nothing...words weren't needed...everything that they needed to say had been said already. His look, his touch, his presence...they spoke volumes and her heart heard every word and answered in tangent. Their arms locked tight around each other as they held each other under the stars. Zoya turned in his arms and his arms encircled her waist holding her, his front to her back, and they swayed to the music. Zoya closed her eyes feeling the peace and fulfillment of this moment, Mr. Khan's face burrowed into her neck, their fingers entwined together around her waist as he pressed on sweet kiss to the space between her neck and shoulder. She smiled...
The End! 😳
Okay now to get back to my essays...hope you enjoyed this OS since I've yet to find the time to update my FFs (don't kill me).
BTW: Zoya's Saree, except her blouse would be long sleeved 😉
Image below 😊
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