Raj Picked Up The Call.
His Voice Shifted Slightly As He Brought The Phone To His Ear, Eyes Still Locked On Vansh. "Hello?"
"Raj," Came Manik’s Deep Voice, Warm But Serious, "Are you Home?"
"Yes, Bhaiya."
"Good. I'm Coming Tommorow."
Raj’s Brows Furrowed. "Is Everything Okay?"
Manik’s Reply Was Firm. "Yah"
"But Bhaiya —You Were Supposed Be There After Two—" The Call Disconnected.
The Call Ended Before Raj Could Ask Anything Further.
He Put The Phone Down Slowly And Looked At Vansh Again.
His Face Was Unreadable Now—Still Stern, But Distracted.
Vansh Stood Quietly, Waiting, Heart Pounding. His Eyes Flicked From The Test Papers In Raj’s Hand To His Father’s Face.
"Sit," Raj Said Curtly, Pointing To The Couch.
Vansh Obeyed Without A Word.
Raj Sat Beside Him, Slowly Placing The Stack Of Papers on The Bed Between Them.
"Why?" Raj Asked Again, Voice Low Now—not Angry, But Sharp. "These Marks, Vansh… They’re Perfect. You Used To Run And Show Me Every Time. What happened?"
Vansh Looked Down. His Fingers Clenched Around The Couch.
"I Don’t Know…" He Whispered.
Raj Waited.
Vansh Finally Spoke, "Muje Laga… Maybe You Wouldn’t Care This Time."
Raj’s Eyes Widened Slightly. "What?"
Each Time Vansh Shows Him The Tests, His Heart Surely Bursts With Joy he just can't express it!
"I Don't Mean Like That Papaa! I Mean, You’re Always So Busy… And Last Time, When I Showed You My Science Marks, You Just Nodded. Didn’t Even Say ‘Well Done.’ So… I Just Stopped Showing Them."
Raj Was Silent. The Words Stung.
"—& When Was That Last Time?" Raj Asked Sharply Again.
Vansh Felt His Toungue Tied He Gave A Sheepish Grin! His Eyes Filled In With Mischievness!
Raj Looked At Him Daring Not To Mess!
Vansh Swallowed Hard, Lowering His Head. "I… I Didn’t Think It Mattered…"
"Didn’t Matter?" Raj’s Eyes Narrowed.
He Shifted Closer, His Gaze Hardening. "You’ve Scored Consistently Above 95% In Every Single Subject—And You Think That Doesn’t Matter?"
Vansh’s Fingers Fidgeted At His Sides. "It’s Not That…"
"Then What Is It?" Raj Pressed, His Tone Growing Sharper.
Raj Pushes Tha Bangs Falling Over Vansh's Head To A Side, Patting His cheeks He Placed A Soft Kiss On Vansh's Forehead.
"Calm Down Vansh. What Happened?" Raj Kept His Hand On Vansh's Thigh, Stopping Him From Dribbling His Legs Constantly.
Vansh’s Voice Was Small When He Spoke. "I… I Thought You'd Be Mad."
"Mad?" Raj’s Brows Furrowed. "Why Would I Be Mad Over This?"
Vansh Hesitated Before Answering. "Because… You’re Always So Strict With Me. Even If I Score Well, You Always Find Mistakes. I Thought… You’d Just Tell Me That I Could’ve Done Better. Papa I just Don't Know!"
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Non-Fiction{ 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐬 } ~Slow Updates~ ~Typically It's Not Abuse, Please No Curses To Any Character In The Story~ • Strict Dad • Sweet Mom • Discipline The Hard Rule Of The Shah Family Vansh Raj Shah, The Soft Sole's Life.
