《Yours, With Love ✓》27| The Night Talk
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Published on 9th July 2021.
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Fun fact : You are not allowed to enter the court sessions if you're not wearing full length clothes.
♡ Tu itr itr sa mere
Saanson mein bikhar jaa
Main faqeer tere qurbat ka
Tujhse tu maangu re ♡
– S H R U T I –
Ma and I were in the kitchen, completing the last minute detailings of dinner. "I need to use the bathroom. Help me carry everything out." She said and I nodded. Taking the bowls and plates, she went out of the kitchen while I stayed in, waiting for the veggies to be cooked.
As I was sautéing them, I felt a pair of arms slithering around me. It was Rishabh and I could sense it even in sleep. He kept his chin over my shoulder and I felt my breath stuck for a second. "What are you doing Rishabh?"
"I was just having a check on you." He said and I could feel all the butterflies in my stomach dancing "And these vegetables. They looks delicious. How much time does it take to be cooked?"
He was here to enquire about the dinner!
And I thought—
"It depends on the quality and water con-" I couldn't complete my sentence because of the touch of his lips, which were on my neck. I was already feeling horny, and his actions were making it difficult for me to hold back.
What if we end up having sex in the kitchen?
No way!
"Rish... Rishabh." I tried calling him, and ended up moaning his name. As he was busy in his work and was in no mood to listen to me, I called him again. "Rishabh!"
"Hmm..."
"Everyone's out." I said and he hummed. "I-"
"Rishi! Shruti! Where are you and where is the dinner?" Hearing ma's voice emerging towards the kitchen, I turned around and pushed him back.
"Go!" I yelled, more in the form of a whispering.
"What?"
"Leave!" I placed the other dishes in his hand and pushed him out.
"What are you doing in kitchen Rishi?" Ma stepped inside and asked.
"I was here to..... help you carry our dinner out. I was feeling hungry." He said and ma nodded. Thank God he handled everything on time! "I'll leave." He said and walked out.
Smelling the aroma of the veggies, I turned around and turned the knob off. Carrying them out, I kept them on the table until we started our dinner.
While eating our dinner, I felt Rishabh grabbing my hand under the table. He clasped my hand with his and ate his food as if nothing happened.
The crazy kiss we had outside our house was the last one till now. When we entered inside ma was the first one to notice us. As it was about the time for dinner, we could do nothing but join everyone.
Speaking truly, we would've had done the deed today if it was not the time for dinner.
I don't know if I should say it's good or not.
On one side, I feel horny as hell!
On the other side, I'm scared about my first experience.
What if my first time doesn't go good?
I ate my dinner with my right hand while he used his left one. I never knew he can work with both his hands! And here I was, who can only use her right hand for writing and eating. Comparing with him, I was feeling like a useless trash on earth.
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As everything came to an end, we called it a night. I walked to our room and stepped inside, only to see the room empty. He would've been using the bathroom, maybe.
I picked up my phone and walked towards the bathroom. Leaning on the wall, I checked my messages in the meanwhile.
"You want to use the bathroom?" I heard Rishabh's voice and raised my head from my phone screen, turning it to my left. I nodded and kept my phone on the table before leaving to restroom.
After using the bathroom and changing my clothes, I stepped out of the room and saw him lying on the bed, staring the ceiling. As he felt my presence in the room, he turned his face to me and smiled.
His smile is always enough to do wonders!
I gave him a thin smile and walked in the direction of mirror. Applying moisturizer and lotion over my exposed skin, I lied beside him and pulled the comforter to my chest.
Why was everything getting so awkward?
Not even once I felt such dense tension in our room. Then, why now?
"Good night." I mumbled and turned my back to him. Before I could take a sigh, I felt a known warmth on my back. Sticking close to my back and hips, he pressed his nose against my neck.
Man, what's with him now?
He got a hold of my t-shirt and tugged it in upward direction. As I felt his cold palm landing over my warm waist, I shivered. I wanted that chilled hand off me! But at the same time, I wanted it to stay there.
I'm crazy, I guess!
Wait!
In these four days, I ate a lot, thinking that nothing would happen between us. And now, my tummy looked like an almost three month pregnant belly!
I hope he doesn't notice it.
His hand, being a lost traveller, roamed all around my bare waist before resting over my navel.
"Shruti."
"Hmm?"
"You knew me, in school?" My back, which was just in front of his chest vibrated as he asked. Where did this question come from?
"Yes. I mean... no."
"Can you explain what you mean by yes and what do you mean by no?"
"We were not in the same class. How could I know you?"
"But you just said yes."
"You were the district topper and the best speaker in school. Everyone saw you on a daily basis. So, everyone knows you." I lied partially. I don't know why but it sounds too shameful to tell him about my undying childhood crush for him.
"Oh. So, it means that you used to see me too?" He asked and I hummed. I couldn't get what he was trying to ask? "Well, you were great in academics too." He said and I gasped, with my lips being parted.
Wait, what?
How come he knew me in school?
"I don't remember myself being popular in anything." I asked and felt him chuckling behind me.
"You really think no one would know you when you ran throughout the school and crossed all the borders, just to find a pad?" He said and I closed my eyes to remember the incident. And yes, it was true.
Once, Aditi got her periods without any invitation and unfortunately, she didn't have a pad with her. Hence, me being her best friend had to find a pad for her while she stayed in the toilet.
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Parth, the only one who could save us in these matters was absent. And, periods were not an open topic in those days. I had to skip my lunch to search for a pad, which I at last got from the school premises.
"You were literally barging through the lines and running towards the bathroom with that pad. I mean, it would've been necessary for you to run-"
"It was for Aditi." I said and he replied in an oh. So, that's how he knew me. Atleast it's better than being famous for craziness or something mad.
"You had a great sense of humor too."
Humor and me?
I've never heard anyone complementing my humor.
"You used to stalk me?" I asked without any shame. For now, it was the most important thing to know.
"No! I never stalked anyone. It's just that, you used to be a part of the prize distribution ceremony every year, just like me. So, maybe, that's the reason." He said and I nodded. Although what he said was valid, I still couldn't believe it.
Feeling sleepy, I closed my eyes slowly and kept my palm over his hand, which was lying on my waist.
"Can you turn around?" Rishabh asked and I did the same without asking further questions. I was way too sleepy to say anything. I slid my arm around his torso and sighed before shutting my eyes off.
His hand slithered from my waist to my back inside the t-shirt until it reached the ends of my bra. His fingers moved around the hooks, in hope to unhook it. What was he trying to do? I'm not in mood! It's as simple as that.
"What are you doing?"
"I don't think it's comfortable to sleep with hooks, is it?" He asked and I opened my eyes, only to see him looking at me with amusement. As there was no point in arguing or denying, I nodded.
"Go on." I mumbled and closed my eyes. Finishing the task, he patted my back a time or two and left his hand there. A minute later, I opened my eyes to see him and strangely, I found him gawking me.
"Aren't you sleepy?" He asked.
God, this is so embarrassing!
I nodded in answer and shut my eyes down. Shifting down like a snake in sleeky manner, I pressed my head against his chest and tightened my hold around him. In return, he pecked my forehead while his hand traveled down to my hips to grab them.
What in this world was he doing?
Without showing any movement, I laid still in my place. The situation was way too awkward and I couldn't dare to open my eyes.
"You're still up, right?" Hearing his raspy voice, I slowly opened my eyes and looked up to see him. As my eyes locked with his', he pulled me closer and placed his lips on mine.
The kiss was nothing ferocious, but instead it was in the smoothes and slowest pace. I moved my arms from his chest to his neck and deepened the kiss. He squeezed my butt in his hold as I threw my left leg over his'.
It's been four days I felt him so close to me!
When I felt short of breath, I applied pressure on his chest and pulled my head back. I opened my eyes and moved my gaze to him to check his expression. "That was good." He smiled and caged me between his arms. Keeping his chin against my head, he said, "Good night."
"Good night." I mumbled in his chest and fell into sleep after constantly gazing the black colour of his t-shirt, which was the only thing in my view.
I could finally have a proper hug buddy.
✨
He is handsome.
I slid my fingers through his smooth locks and ruffled them. At this moment, he was sleeping over me and his head was over my chest. I really don't know how it happened as the case last night was just the opposite.
I felt a growing pressure in my abdomen, clearly signing that I had to use the toilet. I tried getting up but couldn't because he was lying over me. He's heavy!
"Rishabh." I mumbled and tried pulling his arm off my body. "Rishabh..." I said in irritation and shook his shoulders. "Rishabh!" I shouted and he opened his eyes at the slowest pace.
"What's the matter?"
"Can you get up? I need to use the washroom." I said and he nodded before lying on his back. I left the bed and ran to bathroom to empty my bladder.
Brushing my teeth, I took a quick bath and walked out of the bathroom. My gaze traveled to Rishabh, who was leaning on the headboard and had his eyes closed.
I walked towards the mirror and rubbed moisturizer on my dry face. "Get up Rishabh! It's seven thirty."
"I'm awake." He mumbled in his half-asleep state.
"I know. Go and have a bath." I said and he hummed, still drowning in sleep. "Rishabh!" I raised my voice and he flickered his eyes wide open.
"I'm going." He said and walked to the bathroom with his eyes half closed and half open. I shook my head in disbelief and applied a pinch of vermilion in my partition.
Taking a deep sigh, I stepped out of the room and walked out to kitchen. Hearing someone laughing loudly, I changed my ways and went to living room where I saw Radhika laughing out aloud with ma.
"Good morning Radhika." I greeted and she smiled while adjusting herself on the couch. She was seven months along and her bump was too big by this time.
"What good morning? I'm feeling uneasiness and out of place. The only thing I want is to get this tiring load out of my body." She sighed and I smiled with sympathy.
Akriti had even worse pregnancy symptoms when she was carrying Adit. In the span of those nine months, she was always sulking because of mood swings. From nausea to constipation, she had experienced everything.
In short, her pregnancy was the scariest one I came through!
"When will Ansh be here?" Ma asked.
"By noon or evening, I suppose." Radhika replied while biting her fruits. Wait! She was going to stay here for the day and, ma and papa had cancelled their plan to travel out. It clearly meant that we were getting no personal time today.
Sigh!
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