Woh Lamhe...

Leave Me

Swara took off the towel from her hair as she came out of the bathroom dressed for bed to see a restless Sanskar typing something furiously in his laptop sitting on the couch. She rolled her eyes dramatically and moved towards the bed yawning. It was one of those days of their monthly fights and the time when they give each other a silent treatment. So far both of them have succeeded in doing it throughout the day.

Even though they are not in talking terms right now, Swara couldn't help caring about him. She started wondering whether he took his medicines or not. After five minutes of mental debate she concluded he has not as he's pretty busy in work and may have forgotten it.

She moved to his side of bed and took out his medicines from the bedside table and moved on to get a glass of water from the jug.

With medicine in one hand and water in other, she stood in front of him trying to get his attention but Sanskar was so immersed in his work that he didn't even acknowledge her. After many vain attempts she cleared her throat slowly. Sanskar didn't even flinch at sound and continued his work. She cleared her throat again making a louder noise and he looked up at her frowning in confusion.

She held out the medicine looking anywhere but him. He took it from her hand and put it in his mouth before gulping down the water. Swara watched his adam's apple move and she gulped thinking how hot he is. She looked away fast not wanting to be caught staring at him. After a few seconds, she turned back to find him immersed back in his work not even acknowledging what she did.

'A simple thank you would have been sufficient.' She thought. 'But this Sanskar Maheshwari you are talking about, so don't expect anything.'

She went back to bed rolling her eyes. After a lot of tossing and turning she realized sleep was not ready to come easily that night. Maybe it's because Sanskar was not there to cuddle her to sleep. He was still working. Only a cup of coffee that was finished hours ago keeping him awake. Accepting defeat as she can't stay silent for more, she spoke up.

"Are you planning on getting any sleep?" He looked up at her shocked to find her awake or by the fact that she was speaking to him.

"I'm almost finished." He said. She nodded and turned to the other side. As he claimed, she heard the sound of closing the laptop and a lot of shuffling. She waited for his weight to fall on the bed. The heat of his body radiating through the sheets were far enough for her get some sleep. Only it never came.

She turned back to find what's taking him so long but what she found was Sanskar laying on the couch, sound asleep.

Swara covered her mouth to muffle the irritated scream she want to let out. What the hell is he doing on the couch? It's not the first time the fought or anything. All those times he never found the need for it.

Of course he never found the need for it because she's the one who usually claim the couch. She used to do it purposefully, to irritate him.

Is this how he used to feel when she abandons him on the bed? Did he also have trouble sleeping?

"And now he's having his revenge." Swara muttered under her breath. But she was not someone who give in so easily. She got up from the bed with a determined smirk.

Sanskar was having a really sweet dreamless sleep. The couch was really comfortable and he understood why Swara always sleep on the couch during their fight days. It was nothing like that cruel bed. And today as he occupied the couch he couldn't help but smirk at the thought of Swara scowling in anger as she can't get sleep.

Everything was divine until he felt like an elephant fall on him. An elephant? From where the hell did an elephant came? The weight was still on him and the curiosity killed the cat and he opened his eyes. What he saw was nothing like he expected.

Swara was lying on top of him with a wide grin on her face.

"What the hell are you doing Swara?" He squealed.

"Shh. You will wake up others." She said putting her index finger to her lips.

"You didn't answer my question." He said staring at her blankly.

"Oh right. Well, you don't have the courtesy to join your wife in bed so I thought I would join you in here." She smirked at him.

Sanskar gave her a confused frown and asked "What are you doing on top me?"

Swara impatiently groaned in response and shook her head at him.

"Can you stop acting stupid? I am feeling really sleepy in here. Please lay steady." She ordered and rested her head on his chest and went into deep sleep.

"Swara." He whispered. No response. "Swara, please get up. I can't sleep like this."

Nothing. She was out like dead.

Then a sudden idea clicked in Sanskar's mind and he smirked. He trapped her legs under his's and started tickling her sides. She woke up with a start and giggled. She tried to get up but her legs too deeply entangled with his'.

"Sanskaar" She squeled. "Stop"

"No way." I laughed and continued tickling her as she struggled under my grip.

"Okay okay, I will get up. Please stop tickling me." She said giggling.

"Who said I want you to leave? I am pretty comfortable like this." He said tightening his arms tugging her close. Her face was just few centimeters away from his' and her heart started beating fast. She blushed and tried to hide away from his face.

"Now I know you didn't fall on me accidently that day. It was fully on purpose." He smirked reminiscing how she fall on him jumping with excitement.

"I slipped."

"Sure you did. But I am really sorry to say Swara you were so light weight then, but now you weigh like a baby elephant." He groaned dramatically.

"Excuse me Mr. Maheshwari , did you just say that I am fat?"

"Isn't it obivious?"

She frowned and looked away from him.

"Leave me." She demanded.

"Never."

"I'm serious.

"So am I." He smirked.

Swara struggled again to get out of his grip Swara. After some minutes of fighting, she grew tired and she stopped. She scowled at him and turned her head away.

"I told you I am not going to let go of you.". He said. She remained still like she didn't hear a thing. He frowned at her no response state.

"What are you doi-" She started but he had already started to act. He nuzzled his face in her and his lips traveled her neck. He nibbled at it.

"Sanskar." She moaned. He ran his tongue over bare skin and sucked it earning another moan from her. He took it as token to continue and sucked harder leaving a red mark on her skin. His mark.

He removed his lips and put his head back down.

"Good night Swara." He whispered in her ears and fall sound asleep leaving Swara blushing like a tomato.

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I hope you all like this one. I was just watching that old scene when this idea clicked.

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