Author's POV:-
Around 1 a.m, he stirred awake, his eyes gradually adjusting to the dimly lit room. To his surprise, he found himself resting with his head nestled on her lap, her hand tenderly placed on his forehead to alleviate the discomfort of his fever.He felt the coolness of a damp handkerchief being pressed against his forehead, soothing the heat of his fever.
She was sleeping sitting upright, leaning against the bed's headboard, her hand gently resting on his head. It was an unfamiliar position for him, he didn't recall falling asleep like this.
A warmth spread across his heart as he observed her caring for him while he slept. With great care, he gently removed her hand from his head, ensuring not to disturb her slumber. Rising from the bed with quiet footsteps, he carefully placed the handkerchief and bowl of water on the bedside table.
With wise footsteps, he tiptoed across the room, careful not to disturb her peaceful slumber. Approaching her side of the bed, he gazed down at her sleeping form with a soft smile.She looked like a vision from a fairytale, her beauty captivating him in every way possible, her delicate features illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains.
He knelt beside her, taking a moment to admire her, soft tendrils of hair framed her serene expression, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest with each breath mesmerizing him.
With a gentle touch, he lifted her with utmost care, marveling at the beauty that lay in his arms. Her hair cascaded in soft waves around her face, adding to her enchanting allure. With tender care, he laid her down, careful not to wake her up.
Pulling the blanket up to her shoulder, he tucked her in snugly, ensuring she remain warm and cozy.
Leaning in, he pressed a tender kiss against her forehead, whispering a soft "Thank you"
After a while, he retreated to the other side of the bed, facing her as he laid down.
As he observed her peaceful slumber, suddenly, she stirred, prompting him to close his eyes instinctively.
To his surprise, she shifted closer to him, seeking solace and comfort in his embrace. As her arms wrapped around his waist, her head found its resting place against his chest, seeking solace in the safety of his embrace.
Opening his eyes, a gentle smile spread across his face as he beheld her snuggled against him, her form fitting perfectly against his own. With each snuggle, she seemed to sink deeper into his embrace, as if he's the most comfiest pillow in the world ,drawing him into her embrace with an irresistible pull.
He watched her in silence, his gaze tenderly fixed on her as he encircled his arms around her waist, drawing her even closer. With her face now almost touching his, he pressed his lips gently against her forehead once more.
Feeling her snuggle even closer, he responded by pulling her into a tighter embrace, their connection deepening in the tranquil embrace of the moment.
As he watched her in silence, memories flooded his mind, tracing back to the first time he laid eyes on her. It was in that room, her eyes filled with tears, her exhaustion evident. She seemed weary, not just physically, but mentally drained.
The sight of her tear-stained eyes stirred a sense of anger within him, a reflection of the mistreatment he witnessed from her mother the day before. As he gazed at her, questions flooded his mind. How had she endured such treatment? What trials had she faced in her past? How did she cope when she was alone?
These questions gnawed at him, fueling his desire to know every detail about her. He longed to unravel the mysteries of her past, to understand her completely , to provide the love and solace she deserves.
Amidst these thoughts, he made a solemn promise to himself, a vow forged in the depths of his rage. With clenched fists, he swore never to let anyone dare to even think of harming her.
As for her so-called parents, they would soon come face to face with the full force of his wrath.
Enough with the mere tortures, now they are going to face the real him.
he'll make their lives a living nightmare, a haunting existence they wouldn't escape even after their death.
Anger surged through him, yet he managed to rein in his emotions as his gaze fell upon her. She slept peacefully in his embrace, her presence a calming balm to his soul. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he watched her snuggle closer, seeking solace and comfort in his embrace. He pulled her nearer, finding solace in her warmth.
And with that, they drifted into a serene slumber, finding solace in the warmth of each other's embrace.
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As the morning light filtered in, he blinked awake to find her half-draped over him, her hand nestled around his waist and one leg entwined around his torso. Her peaceful expression, with her face resting against his chest, brought a soft smile to his lips. While, one of his hands rested on her waist, while the other cradled her head.
Sure he's her comfiest pillow.
A smile tugged at the corner of her lips as he watched her, the blanket tossed aside as usual, while she lay above him, seeking comfort. Careful not to disturb her, he gently retrieved the blanket from behind her leaning in and draped it over her, ensuring she stayed warm. As he tucked the blanket around her waist, she emitted a soft "mmph" clutching his shirt tightly and snuggling closer to him in her sleep.He reciprocated by pulling her nearer, enveloping her in a comforting embrace as he gently kissed her forehead, whispering softly,
"Morning, Sleepyhead."
Her serene expression remained unchanged, her delicate features softened by the gentle rays of morning light. Delicate strands of hair, tousled by sleep, framed her peaceful face like a halo, accentuating her features as he watched her.
She stirred slightly, prompting him to immediately close his eyes. As she grumbled and woke up, her eyes widened in mild shock as she realized their position, her body draped over his. Concern washed over her as she realized he must have been uncomfortable all night with her weight on him, but as she attempted to move, his hand , which was wrapped around her waist didn't let her go. Pausing, she noticed his hand and made sure not to disturb his sleep. Remembering his fever from the night before, she reached out to gently touch his forehead, relieved to find no signs of fever.
Turning her gaze to him, she took in his features softened by sleep. His tousled hair framed his face, adding to his rugged charm. In sleep, he appeared peaceful and serene, his furrowed brow smoothed out.A fond smile graced her lips as she observed him and recalled the events of the previous night. But she quickly composed herself, her gaze drifting to the clock.
She attempted to remove his hand from her waist with gentle care, mindful not to disturb his sleep, only to be pulled even closer to him as both of his arms encircled around her waist, drawing her in tighter. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she felt the warmth of his embrace, her breath catching in her throat.
She glanced at him, noticing he was still sleeping- pretending to be.
Heat rushed to her cheeks as she attempted once more to remove his hand, only to find herself falling back onto the bed as he pulled her even closer. A gasp escaped her lips as she found herself lying down beside him, her heart pounding faster than ever.
Maintaining her composure, she gently attempted to wake him
"Aar...Aaryansh jii" she whispered softly, but his expression remained serene and undisturbed.
She attempted once more, her voice barely a whisper, "A-aaryansh ji... wake up.." but he stubbornly refused to stir seemingly enjoying the effect he's having on her.
Despite her heart beating faster, she remained calm as she leaned closer to him, softly whispering in his ear, "A-aaryansh--" Her words trailed off as he nuzzled into the crook of her neck, his arm, which was wrapped around her waist, pulled her closer, bringing her nearer to him.
Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, heat spreading across her face as they remained in close proximity, her heart pounding faster than ever. Suddenly, a loud thud on the door startled her.
"Aaryansh, Meera beta, are you both up?" His mother's voice came from the other side of the door.
"Jii..jii maa , We are coming in a while.." she managed to respond, her voice slightly shaky.
"Okayy." his mother replied before leaving.
Now, she attempted once again to wake him. "Aar..Aaryansh jii, It's time to wake up...." she said softly.
Finally, he began to stir. As he did, she gently removed his hand from her waist and quickly stood up. Meanwhile, he woke and sat on the bed innocently.
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