His To Adore - One Shot

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Just a random write-up. Not sure, if its even good enough.

No proof read. Proceed at your own risk.

Doesn't have any particular story unlike my usual works... just few moments of them, together.

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His to Adore

"Butterfly,"

He snaked his hands around her waist from back, pulling her swiftly towards him. She gasped with his sudden appearance, and their proximity.

"Sanskar."

Calling his name, her lips curled in a smile. He might not be a very romantic person to say cheesy lines to her everyday like most of the men would do for their love but he surely knew how to show his love to his best friend, his love, his wife... his Swara.

A sweet laughter escaped from her lips as his fingers brushed across her bare stomach. "Stop it, Sanskar." Pushing his hands off, she stepped away from him. Turning towards him, she glared at him, making her anger and annoyance pretty much visible to him.

But the next minute, her anger vanished off like rain in the summer when she witnessed the cutest sight she could ever see... he mumbling a sorry, holding his both ears with his hands. She lost her heart to him, again, the moment she stared in his eyes. Looking at him, she got lost into her own world, her eyes locked with his, her gaze observing him. How handsome!

"Checking me out?"

She was snapped out of her imaginary but very beautiful world with his statement, which immediately made her eyebrows stretch, bringing a cute frown on her lovely face. How adorable! He so wanted to just pull her cheeks at that time. He had seen so many girls in his life so far, but none of them could manage to invoke the feelings within him, which she did.

He always had been so ecstatic to say that she was the first girl in his life and would be the last one. He never really failed to cherish their moments together, to make every day special enough for her that she could never forget. To say he always amazed her would be an understatement.

"I have an official right, Mister."

Stepping towards him, she encircled her arms around his neck, letting him laugh aloud. Leaning forward, she rested her head on his chest. He absolutely loved how she fitted in his arms so perfectly. Their hugs have never been mere hugs. Every time, he took her in his embrace, the world stopped at its place. Each time, she held him closer, every worry from their lives just didn't matter. That moment, she was only his and he was only her and the rest, didn't matter.

"Butterfly, I love you."

Butterfly, that's what he called her. Because she indeed was butterfly, his butterfly... and she absolutely loved hearing that from him. She snuggled closer, when his lips lingered on her hairs, just how he used to do, after confessing his love for her.

Her husband might never say that he would bring stars for her but whatever he said; it held the capacity to make her feel the way, she never thought she could. She always felt butterflies in her stomach whenever he said I love you' to her.

"May I have the pleasure of dancing with my Sweetheart, my wife, the most beautiful woman alive in the universe?"

Breaking the hug, he forwarded his hand for her. Giggling over the words he used for her, the complements he had given to her, she quickly gave in, remembering it had been real long that she had a dance with her husband.

Pehchante Hi Nahi, Ab Log Tanha Mujhe,

Meri Nigaho Me Bhi, Hai Dhoondte Wo Tujhe,

Har Safar Har Jagah, Har Kahi Ban Gaye,

Maante The Khuda, Aur Haan Wahi Ban Gaye,

Making his hold, firm on her soft hand, he brought her closer. His hands slid down, around her waist, pressing their bodies which made her hands to rest on his chest. He started moving softly, and so did she, in sync with him. He couldn't avert his eyes from her. She adored him. Couldn't be able to help, his placed a quick and soft kiss on her forehead coming across the much admiration, with which she was looking at him. Their love never really needed to come out vocalizing I Love You' to each other too. How they looked at each other, was enough to let anyone watching them know, what they felt for each other. They just complemented each other as like they were made for each other only. She let herself fall onto him completely, allowing him to hold her, like how he always did. The kind of faith, she had within him made her wonder every time how he got such perfectly amazing lady in his life but at the same time, it never let him forget that she was and should always be his first priority.

She was his to love.

She was his to care.

She was his to pamper.

She was his to protect.

She was his to shield.

She was his to cherish.

She was his to claim.

She was his to adore.

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