slut [𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐥]

nine

As Shubman stepped out of the guest room, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted him, mingling with the warmth of the morning sunlight streaming through the windows. He glanced around the living room, taking in the scene before him.

Shreyas and Ishan sat at the dining table, their voices mingling with the soft hum of conversation as they sipped their morning brew. 

Sai was busy in the kitchen, his cheerful laughter drifting through the air as he chatted with his mom and his girlfriend, Divya. Meanwhile, Sai's dad sat in his favourite armchair, engrossed in the morning newspaper.

Across the room, Viva and Shruthi sat on the couch, their heads bent over their phones as they scrolled through social media feeds, occasionally sharing snippets of conversation with each other.

But it was Preethi who caught Shubman's eye, her silhouette framed against the backdrop of the backyard. With a soft smile, he made his way towards her, his heart fluttering with anticipation.

"Good morning, love," he greeted her, his voice filled with affection as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

Preethi jumped in surprise, her eyes widening as she realized the implications of their embrace. "Shubman, what are you doing?" she whispered urgently, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Shubman chuckled softly, pressing a gentle kiss to the nape of her neck. "Relax, babygirl," he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "Your parents won't mind."

Preethi shot him a sceptical look, but the tension in her shoulders began to ease as she leaned back into his embrace, allowing herself to bask in the warmth of his affection.

Meanwhile, Shubman couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the moment—the way Preethi fit perfectly in his arms, the way her laughter danced like music in the air. He knew that he was falling deeper and deeper in love with her with each passing day, and he couldn't wait to see where their journey would take them.

As they stood together in the quiet embrace, Shubman felt a sense of peace settling over him—a sense of belonging that he had never known before. And as he pressed a soft kiss to Preethi's temple, he silently vowed to cherish every moment they shared, for as long as they both shall live.

As Shubman and Preethi stood together, lost in their quiet embrace, they were interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps. Preethi tensed slightly, pulling away from Shubman's arms, her cheeks flushing with color as she realized they weren't alone.

Shubman pouted playfully, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he teased, "Aw, already pulling away from me, love? I was just getting started."

Preethi swatted his arm lightly, her eyes sparkling with amusement despite her embarrassment. "Shubman, behave yourself," she whispered, glancing nervously towards the source of the footsteps.