Warning: This chapter is unedited!!!
No Ayra scene in this chapter. Mood nahin tha.
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He swam backwards slightly creating a little distance between them. His heart overflowing with a mixture of tenderness and an affection which was still unknown to him. He gazed at her and hit his hand in the water, this time slowly causing a gentle splash
He rolled his eyes, an expression of mock seriousness flickering across his features.
Kya?
She asked raising an eyebrow, batting her wet eyelashes, water droplets clung to them glistening like diamonds in the dim light.
As Zaid took into her appearance. The pink net fabric of the Saree clung to her body like a second skin, water droplets trailing down her skin, her lips were parted as she breathed, the sound of her inhales and exhales filled the space causing his heart to quicken it's pace. Her wet hair clung to her face, the tendrils of her beautiful hair plastered at her throat and at the nape of her neck. As he swam towards her. He breathed, a gulp of her air. the few tendrils of her hair that clung to her face, released the faintest scent of jasmine and sandalwood that seemed to drive him mad everytime. At this moment, as the cool air enveloped them both weaving an intimate cocoon around them. The world seemed to blur into insignificance as he lost himself in the depths of her striking eyes. At this moment, she looked ethereal, the mischievous smile on her face was a priceless jewel that adorned her lips that made her look like a figure carved from the night itself.
He smiled, a mischievous twinkle dancing in his eyes as he moved towards her. He reached out, his hands gently cradling her face. Her breath came out trembling, his hand felt cool against her warm skin. Her eyes fluttered close, savoring the warmth of his touch.
Chahe kuch bhi ho. Agar tumhein kisi ko hug kerna ho na toh mujhe hug karogi.
Zaid said, his voice filled with affection and possessiveness.
Mubashira opened her eyes hearing him, a mischievous twinkle dancing in her eyes as their eyes locked.
Jealous?
She asked, a mischievous smile dancing on her lips.
Shayad haan.
Zaid admitted. A rush of emotions tangled within him, pulling his heart at a resolve he wasn't ready for.
Ab chalo change ker lo otherwise bimar ho jaogi tum.
Zaid said suddenly growing concerned for her. The mischievous sparkle was replaced by the concern. His heart ached with worry.
Chalo
Are Zaid....
Before she could say anything, he stepped out of the pool and scooped her up in his arms earning a gasp of surprise from her.
Zaid yeh kya ker rahe ho?
She asked, her eyes moved towards his face.
Kamre mein le ker ja raha hoon.
Zaid spoke, his movements delicate keeping in mind about her comfort. Mubashira,s heart raced and then she wrapped her arms around his shoulders her head resting against his heart hearing the familiar but raced heartbeats right below her ear. She closed her eyes, a sigh escaped her lips.
Go and change.
Zaid said making her stand on the floor. He held her by her shoulders to steady her. She looked at him, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of love and a hint of fear as her lips curved into a tender but shaky smile. She gulped the lump that formed in her throat and kept looking at him. He looked at her and then raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a tender smile that seemed to steel the breath away from her lungs.
Jao change ker lo.
Zaid said softly.
Mubashira who was lost came back to her senses and looked around.
Hum yahan?
She asked looking at Zaid, her brows knitting together in a delicate expression of confusion.
He smiled and patted her cheek with a tenderness that seemed to seep deep into her bones.
Haan yeh humara room hai.
Zaid said, his voice as soft as a feather.
Per Ayra...
Don't worry about her.
Zaid said softly and held her hand, gently and then placed a soft kiss on the back of her palm. She closed her eyes, the sensations that coursed through her vains feeling his soft lips and slightly scratchy beard against the softness of her skin were in the form of delicate shivers and then she closed her eyes.
Go change.
He said softly and she opened her eyes then, their eyes met and the world around them faded into insignificance. As Zaid looked into her eyes, he found himself knowingly captive in her beautiful, ever so expressive eyes. Her beautiful long black lashes were making her otherwise beautiful eyes look more gorgeous.
Zaid blinked his eyes, forcing himself to come out of his state of daze and smiled at her rather softly. The affection in his eyes was pulpable as he looked at her, his eyes growing more softer as a tender smile played on his lips.
Ab jao.
He said, his affection evident along with a hint of mischief as he pushed her in the washroom.
Are Zaid mere kapde...
She let out a semi yell from the bathroom. Zaid sighed.
Konsa outfit chahiye?
Zaid asked moving towards the closet.
TUM NIKALOGE?
She shouted from the bathroom, her shock evident in her tone.
Zaid rolled his eyes opening the closet.
NAHIN MERA BHOOT NIKALEGA!!!
Zaid yelled, his sarcasm evident in his tone.
NIGHT SUIT NIKALUN KYA???
He yelled.
NAHIN MICKEY MOUSE OUTFIT!!!
She yelled and Zaid gazed at the bathroom door in surprise. He shook his head sideways trying to force himself out of his dazed state.
OKAY!!!!
He yelled and then took out her loose Micky mouse pajamas and shirt and moved to give it to her.
A Few Minutes Later!!!
As she came out, Zaid,s heart skipped a beat as he watched up looking extremely cute in the micky mouse outfit.
I thought ke aapko classy rehna pasand hai.
Zaid teased her, an affectionate glint dancing in his eyes.
A smile formed on Mubashira,s face and she looked at him. She walked towards him and stood in front of him and cupped his face, squeezing his face lightly.
She looked at him, her eyes full of love and a hint of mischief as she spoke
Kya hai na mere shauhar ne kaha tha mujhe ke woh chahate hain ke main unke samne apna original self ban ker rahun.
Zaid looked at her, his mouth opened in a silent gasp of mock shock
Oh toh aapke shauhar ne kaha aapse yeh?
Zaid questioned playing along, his eyes a mixture of affection and mischief as a bright smile tugged at his lips.
Haan.
Mubashira spoke walking towards the mirror, she pursed her lips to control the giggles bubbling up within her.
Zaid smiled and walked behind her. He stood behind her in front of the mirror
Aapko bata hai mere shauhar bahot ache hain.
She said and reached out for the hairbrush. Zaid,s heart pounded in his chest hearing her.
Acha ji aisa kya hai unn mein? Kyunke jitna mujhe pata hai woh toh aapko apni biwi bhi nahin manta.
Zaid exclaimed rather mischievously. He reached out and took the hairbrush from her hand.
Mubashira turned and poked a finger in his chest and their eyes locked and then she said seriously
Mere shauhar ke bare mein kuch nahin kehna warna mera gussa maloom nahin hai aapko.
Zaid was taken aback by the seriousness in her voice and eyes. His heart raced and he kept looking at her.
Kyun kya galat kaha humne?
He asked, the mischief evident in his voice. He held her hand and walked towards the bed. He made her sit on the bed and then smiled at her. He sat behind her on the bed.
Kyun?
He asked continued to play along taking the hairbrush in his hand.
Kyunke woh best hain.
Mubashira spoke with a soft smile on her face.
Zaid,s heart raced in his chest. He smiled hearing her, a slow smile spread across his face and then he felt a flutter in his stomach.
Acha ji?
Zaid exclaimed, his voice a mixture of mischief and affection.
Haanji.
She said in the same tone and Zaid,s heart hitched in his chest as he felt something stir deep within him.
He gently ran the hairbrush through her hair. Mubashira hummed softly, a sigh of contentment escaping her lips as she leaned backwards and Zaid immediately held her rather gently, her back hit his chest and he smiled wrapping his arms around her rather protectively and then he placed a tender, affectionate kiss on the the side of her head.
Sleep well.
Zaid said softly and closed his own eyes, his head resting against the headrest.
Shayad mohabbat ho gayi hai mujhe tumse.
He thought.
WHAT!!!!!
He almost screamed out loud but palmed his mouth. His eyes went wide in shock.
Shayad ho gayi hai.
Zaid thought. His eyes were wide in shock as he stared at Mubashira who was sleeping cutely keeping her head on his chest.
Mujhe Mubashira se mohabbat kaise ho sakti hai?
Zaid thought. His mind raced to process the overwhelming piece of information.
End Of Chapter!!!
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