*Not related to the story.Just an SS
🌠BoNuS ChApTeR 🌠
𝓢𝓲𝓭 × 𝓝𝓪𝓪𝔃 -𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓮𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓮
Shooting two weekend episodes on the same day wasn't as meticulous to him because he'd been there as a contestant, sometimes listening closely or zoning off until his performance. They only had three breaks in equal intervals during the entire schedule
He was familiar with Tushar,Madhuri ma'am and some of the other people on set so he was telling Tushar how he had his leg injury after he asked him about it.
Tushar was telling him the right kind of exercises for his calf muscles and he listened,humming briefly.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he was still keeping an eye out for Shehnaz, she was new on the set and if she had any problem he wouldn't hesitate to leave his company and go attend to her.
But apparently she had no said difficulties. She was interacting with the contestants,their parents and now she sat back in her makeshift cushioned throne while Piyush-that little minx-sat by her on his knees with a cam recorder in his hand. They were chattering between themselves.
Two other male contestants joined, gushing all over her.
He was feeling proud of his baby's fame,she deserved it.But the same time the male attention she was receiving was unnerving him.
It shouldn't be a surprise.Shehnaz was a beautiful girl, she was lively and her nature attracted people to her.
That wasn't his problem. He didn't understand how Shehnaz still kept declaring her feelings for him inspite of all the attention she was getting.
After a few minutes, the photographers called them together for snaps and Shehnaz gently lifted her sky blue skirts up and stood up, making her way towards him and the judges.She looked nothing less than royalty.He'd seen more beautiful clothes on models and actors but Shehnaz added beauty to her outfit in itself.
Sometimes she looked so unfamiliar in her glamorous clothes and her flawless makeup but then she would grin and play around and he would see his Shehnaz in her.
Just her wide smile at him churned something deep within his stomach.
He was definitely attracted to her, not only her body ,but her soul ,her heart, her mischief ,her nautanki ,her innocence, her everything...
Only when he came out of the house he realised how much happier he looked in the show's episodes when he was with her. He was a completely different person.His eyes softened when she spoke to him.He looked smitten. Even he recognised it.
He just chose to not acknowledge it.
Shehnaz fumbled her way through the cameramen ,squeezing herself between him and the producer. He put his hands around her waist reflexively and the others smiled.
Shehnaz struck a model-like pose making me chuckle.
She even requested pictures of them together and leaned into him, facing the opposite way.Her long hair caressed his shoulder.She struck another pose.
Shehnaz enjoying these little things and finding happiness in everything warmed his heart.
Of course, she was like a bacchi to him and he wanted to protect her but he was also a man who had tried to suppress his feelings for this girl for almost a year.
She twirled around and he gathered her in his arms delicately.
"Pout,pout," she instructed.
"Merko nahi aatha,tu kar," he chuckled.
"Yaar," she muttered but anyway held her chin up and struck another pose.
"Maine kahi pada ki agar aise chin ko rakhte hai na toh jawline aur accha lagega," she mumbled and he smiled.
When all the shenanigans were over they were back to the caravan.
Sidharth had a throbbing headache because of the lights and the noise so he made his manager request the media to leave before going to his caravan and changing into his jeans and shirt.
Even though he was an actor he despised the blotchy layer of foundation on his skin.He made sure to keep it light but he still hated it anyway.
He scrubbed it off his face with a foamy cleanser and looked into the mirror.
He was going to take some lotion in his hands when he remembered what Shehnaz said about finding a bottle of Cetaphil in his bedroom.
He disguised his smile with a cough because Amit was behind him, neatly closing his leather jacket and zipping it in a clear plastic bag.
He took a sip of his ginger lemon tea when he noticed a face peeping in.
After she saw him noticing her, she knocked once and walked in grinning at him.
"Tune kyu knock kiya jab andar hi aana tha?"
She grinned again and leaned unceremoniously on his cushion sofa with a grin, hauling her legs up on his lap.She was sporting a knee length pink dress and her face was devoid of makeup.
He observed her before returning to look at the messages on his phone.
His mother had dropped a message about returning to Mumbai the following week.The other messages, he didn't want to reply right away when he had all her attention to himself finally.
She was busy jumping around,making reels and enthusiastically cracking jokes with all the contestants, the male ones especially who flocked to her like bees to honey.
He only then noticed that she was still wearing those heels.She had already twisted her ankles once on set.
"Yeh kyu abhi bhi pehn ke rakha hai baby?Dard hoga kal."
He gently unstrapped the black heels off her feet and she sighed, stretching her little toes.He removed the other one,massaging her feet gently.
Her feet were small,they hardly were the size of his palm and they felt soft.
Shehnaz was giggling something to what Ken said and he disappeared to her caravan to gather her things, closing the door behind him.
He tugged at her feet and the rollers on the sofa made her move forward.
She finally looked at him with a wide grin, "Maza aaya na aaj?"
He couldn't really say the same,seeing Shehnaz flocked by male admirers wasn't exactly his idea of fun.
He grabbed her hand instead.She was using it to make gestures while she went on and on about how beautiful the set was.
He turned it over, observing a squiggly hand written autograph which said 'Piyush' on her palm.
He stared at it for a moment and then wiped it off with his thumb.
"Oye," Shehnaz cried,watching him rub the ink off in confusion and pulled her hand back.
The fact that she protested from rubbing it off riled him up a little.
He got up from his seat and crowded over her little figure perched happily in the sofa.
"Tujhe aaj sab kuch acha laga?"
"Uhm,haa.Tu shayad yeh sab dekha hoga,main pehli baar Itna bada platform mein.."
She trailed off as his arms came around the seat supporting his weight.
Shehnaz always kept professing her undying love for him by showering her wet kisses all over his face but with all the fuss involved with their public appearances, he felt deprived of her attention for the past few days.
She almost flinched when he came forward and he smiled.
The roles were reversed now.She had been such a tease onstage, fanning her sweet lips so close to him that he almost lost his mind, trying to control himself.
He sniffed her vanilla scent and it was driving him mad.
Shehnaz was driving him mad.
A human cigarette...
His brought her wrist up to his line of sight.The one that she had accidentally scraped against the armrest in fright and kissed the scratch lightly.
"What..."
He watched her keenly, waiting for some negative reaction on her face but the way her chest heaved with her quick breaths, he could tell that she was not exactly repelling from his touch. She seemed expectant infact.
"Waha boht kheekhee kar rahi thi?" He mumbled sniffing into her hair.
He wasn't exactly irritated with the way she interacted with everyone, he knew that was how she was and there were no intentions behind her playful flirting as there was none behind his.
He nudged his nose into her neck and she giggled softly.He pulled back to look at her face and his heart almost melted.
"Gudgudhi ho rahi hai," she said and he chuckled, hauling her easily off the seat and into his arms so that she was sitting on his lap.
Ever since she almost kissed him onstage ,he felt restless. He wanted to tell her that how much he wanted her but it seemed forbidden.
She was too precious for him, he was scared that if anything went wrong in their relationship, he would lose her forever. Her had solemnly promised to himself that he would guide this girl the right way after the show and protect her at all costs from anything could be prospectively bad for her even it was himself.
She was still looking at him amused and then came forward, pouting her lips near his mouth and tilting her head as if she was going to kiss him.He jerked in his place and she giggled.
"Mat kar," he mumbled, feeling colour rise to his face.
She giggled yet again and he knew she will keep doing this for a long time.
Only a few days back,she'd been adamant to pop the pimple on his chin and when she'd come so close to him, he being an experienced 39 year old man had blushed,giving her the supposition that she affected him and she had deliberately duplicated that stunt on stage, mortifying him.
She squirmed in his arms in an effort to get closer and fanned her breath over his ear and he groaned internally, tugging at the ponytail on her head to pull her face away from his.
"Tu Itna kyu sharmata hai?" she giggled, "Mey sirf ek dost hoon na?"
He tched at that but she threaded her fingers in his hair and he relaxed.She used the opportunity to come close and placed smooches all over his face.
He rolled his eyes, immediately smudging her lip tint with his palms.
"Stop it baby."
She looked at him with wide doe eyes,"Tujhe nahi chahiye tha?Toh wapas kar de."
"Kya?"
"Kissiya," she said, closing her eyes and he just gazed at her for a long moment with a smile in his eyes. Despite losing weight,her cheeks were still fluffy and she was squinting her eyes shut, awaiting his kisses.
He looked at her with adoration before grabbing her small face with one hand and kissing her loudly on the cheek and then playfully bit into it.
"Uhuhnn,Sidharth!" She whined, "I just applied one serum! You are..." She paused to find the right phrase and he waited.
"...Spoiling an actress skin!"
"Am I?" He asked,mock horrified.
"Yeeeah," she mumbled in her newly acquired accent and he couldn't help it.
He threaded his fingers through her hair and tugged her face forward,planting light kisses on her face, "Baby..." He mumbled,planting a kiss on her forehead and gathering her in his arms delicately.
She was so precious in his life.He couldn't explain it.
She hugged him back on autopilot and he never wanted to let go,tightening his hold on her petite body.
"What you told Madhuri ma'am, is it true?"
Despite his half-whisper, she heard him perfectly.
"Haa, mujhe tujh jaisa ladka hi chaiye," she replied confidently making his heart ache with want and longing.
He tugged her even closer,"Hmmm..." He mumbled not knowing what else he could say.
Did he deserve this precious little goofball in his life?
No.
Did he still want her?
More than anything in the world.
"Aaj mey tere ghar aake sojaungi, stupid Ken lost our house key copy again," she said when he pulled back.
He kissed her forehead, " Anytime sweetheart. "
She climbed off his lap to look around his huge caravan.
She imitated his walk and pulled open the closet, pretending to look through jackets while smoking a cigarette.
"Abey gadhi!" He chuckled and peered down at his drawer where he'd pickpocketed the keys off Ken easily and sighed.
He didn't know why he kept doing it but he wanted to hold her close and sleep at night. He didn't seem to fall asleep easily without her anymore.
That sukoon was irreplaceable.
She turned away from his vanity and he quickly tucked the keys back into his h
Jean pocket.He would put it back in her purse tomorrow like nothing happened.
"I'm feeling sleepy," she stretched herself and Sidharth picked her up in his arms.
"Let's go home then..." He said as she cuddled into his chest.
Adith and Ken were sipping on some smoothie and chatting outside. They noticed him carry Shehnaz bridal style in his arms to his car.
Shehnaz was already dozing off when he gently placed her down on the passenger seat and put on her seatbelt.
"Thodi der mey ghar chale jayenge sweetheart," he said caressing her cheek and she chuckled sleepily, "Tujhe kya hogaya aaj kal?"
Shayad pyaar hogaya meri gadhi se.