Author's POV:-
Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she realized what had just happened. She stammered, searching for words to explain, but his teasing smirk only made her more flustered while the rest of the members watched them with their mouths slightly open, taken aback by his straightforwardness.
"Um, I-I'm s....sorry-" she started, attempting to pull away from his grip, but he only tightened his embrace, his arms encircling her waist in a tight hold, a playful grin spreading across his face.
"Why?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, his question hanging in the air, as she felt the weight of his gaze.
She nervously glanced around and realized that the whole family was watching them. Her gaze landed on Advay and Riya, whose mouth were slightly open, and he was attempting to cover Riya's eyes. However, she deftly dodged his hand, punching him in the stomach while Naina stood nearby, mild shocked.
"S-sab dekh rahe hain, chhodhiye..!!"
(Translation:- Everyone's watching us, let go)
she pleaded, attempting to break free from his grasp, but he only tightened his hold with each passing moment.
"So? You're my wife. Let them watch."
he replied casually, his grip unyeilding
She squeezed her eyes shut,
"Pleaseeee.." she pleaded, only to find herself pulled even closer to him.
"Then promise me you'll do what I say. I'll let you go then." he said, his tone firm.
Confused, she hesitated, unsure of what he meant. "Aaryansh ji.... I'll do whatever you say, but please, let go..!" she pleaded, trying to break free, but his grip remained firm.
Naina hurriedly turned both Riya and Advay around, while casting a discreet glance at Meera and Aaryansh. Meanwhile, Riya and Advay deftly dodged her attempt, thoroughly enjoying the show unfolding before them.
"First, do as I say." He stated with a smirk playing on his lips.
"W-what...?" She asked.
"Kiss me." he said, the smirk still present on his face, making her eyes widening.
"You heard me." he repeated, his tone teasing.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to comprehend his request. "Aaryansh ji....." she stuttered out, her mind reeling.
"Jii, Meera jii" he said playfully, his tone teasing.
"Pleaseeee..." she pleaded, hoping he would change his mind, thinking he was simply joking around.
"Then kiss me if you want me to let you go." he said firmly with a glint in his eyes as a blush crept onto her cheeks.
She looked at him, her lips forming a pleading pout without her even realizing it.
"Nunca vuelvas a hacerme ese puchero otra vez, o no dudaré en besarte aquí mismo hasta que estés jadeando por aire, esposa." he warned, his voice laced with a playful yet firm tone.
(Translation:- Never show me that pout again or I won't think twice about kissing you right here until you're gasping for breath , wife.)
She looked at him, confusion clouding her thoughts as she struggled to comprehend his words. Yet, there was an undeniable intensity between them.
"Jii?" she blurted out, her confusion evident.
"I believe you love being in my embrace. Let's remain like this all night. I have no objections, do you?"he suggested,his grip tightening as she glanced around, attempting once more to free herself, her cheeks flushing.
A voice intervened from behind, breaking the tension.
"Bhai, bhabhi, JUST KISS ALREADY!!!" Riya and Advay exclaimed simultaneously, earning a smack on their heads from Naina.
Meanwhile she seized the opportunity and swiftly slipped out of his hold, stepping back.
Her cheeks now burned with a deeper hue of crimson, while a subtle smirk danced on his lips as he observed her reaction.
Riya and Advay let out an annoyed *tsk*.
With a soft chuckle escaping Naina's lips, she gently reminded them
"Alright, it's late now. Everyone, go and get some rest. Riya, Advay, go now, it's time to sleep. Besides, your Grandfather is coming tomorrow, and you both know he doesn't like anyone being late in the morning, especially you, Advay--"
"Okay, Maa" Advay replied obediently, acknowledging the reminder.
Naina nodded and gestured for them to head inside. She then approached Meera, enveloping her in a warm hug, "Goodnight, beta."
Following suit, she wished him a goodnight as well. Riya approached next, expressing her goodnight wishes to her with a hug, reciprocated with a warm smile. Advay followed suit, offering his own goodnight and receiving a hug in return before they departed.
He stepped forward with a hopeful smile, anticipating his turn for a hug.
She looked at him with confusion, her cheeks already flushed crimson.His smile faltered momentarily at the lack of a hug."Goodnight." he said, his tone slightly disappointed, hoping for a hug.
She returned the sentiment with a smile "goodnight" unaware of his disappointment.
Seeing his slightly furrowed brow, she noticed his reaction but couldn't understand what caused it. Hesitantly, she asked, "..k-kya .. hua..?"
(Translation - What.. happened?)
He sighed and approached her, bending down to her level and enveloping her in a warm embrace. His face nestled into the crook of her neck, his arms encircling her waist as he pulled her closer.
"Why didn't you hug me too?" he asked,
his tone filled with adorable curiosity, causing her heart to flutter with warmth.
Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his lips brush against her neck while
his arms wrapped around her waist, sending shivers down her spine from his proximity.
"Tell." he prompted again, disappointment evident in his voice.
Snapping back to reality, she realized he might have had a bad day and needed a hug. Unknowingly, her hands wrapped around him in an embrace, and she felt him smile against her skin as he pulled her closer.
With her eyes closed, she felt safe and protected in his embrace.
After a while, he eased back, noticing the rosy hue that adorned her cheeks. A soft smile played at the corners of his lips as he took her hand in his
"Let's go sleep." he said.
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Seated on the bed, he was absorbed in his laptop, unaware of her struggle as she emerged from the washroom, frustration etched on her face while she clutched her stomach, feeling the ache of menstrual pain. A tear welled in her eye, the discomfort evident as her gaze fell upon him, immersed in his digital world. She longed for his comforting embrace.
Quietly, she settled beside him on the bed, a faint frown forming as he remained engrossed in his screen. She glanced at him, hoping for his attention, but he remained focused. With a mix of frustration and pain, she turned away, her hands instinctively returning to her aching stomach, the pain becoming unbearable.
Finally, he tore his gaze from the laptop and noticed her, her hair swept up in a messy bun, her beauty apparent even in discomfort. Sensing her discomfort he closed his laptop and get off from the bed, concern etched on his face, his attention now fully on her.
As she sensed him drawing near, she instinctively lowered her hands from her stomach, but it was too late-his keen observation had already caught her distress. He knelt down before her, his eyes softening as he noticed the tears welling in hers.
"Aap roh rahin hain?" he asked, his worry evident in his tone as he held her cheeks, seeking answers. She shook her head, unable to articulate her pain, and a tear escaped her eye, intensifying his concern.
(Translation:- Are you Crying?)
The unbearable pain brought tears to her eyes, and she squeezed them shut tightly. His worry intensified as he pulled her closer, his hands gently cupping her cheeks. "What happened baby? Why are you crying? Did someone say something to you?" he inquired, his last question carrying a hint of firmness.
Without saying anything, she hugged him, finding solace in his embrace, wanting nothing more than to be held by him. He held her close, wrapping his arms around her waist, and repeated his question, "Did anyone hurt you?" his voice gentle yet firm as he felt her shaking her head against him, her grip tightening as she sought comfort in his embrace while his concern growing with each passing moment.
He gently pulled back, cupping her cheeks in his hands as he searched her eyes for answers. "Then what happened baby atleast tell me, You're making me worry now." he murmured.
Noticing her hands gravitating towards her stomach again, he furrowed his brow, his worry deepening.
"Is it aching?" he asked, his concern evident as he awaited her response. However, she shook her head once more, denying any physical discomfort.
"I want ice cream." he heard her mumble softly, and he couldn't help but feel perplexed by her sudden request. His brow furrowed further as he tried to make sense of her unexpected craving.
"Ice cream? Right now?" he asked, his confusion evident as he gently caressed her cheeks, drawing her closer to him as he sat beside her.
With a nod, she confirmed, her eyes still slightly shut as her hands remained on her stomach.
"What happened bacha, Please tell me.
Is your stomach aching? I'll call the doctor." he inquired, his worry growing with each passing moment. However, her only response was a repeated plea for ice cream making him frown.
"No. Don't call the doctor. I want ice cream." she insisted.
Cupping her cheeks gently, he tried to reason with her.
"Baby you'll get sick if you eat ice cream at this time." he cautioned. Yet, her frown deepened as she persisted in her request.
"Give me ice cream!" she exclaimed, her voice rising slightly, leaving him puzzled.
"I'm coming." he assured her before stepping out of the room. A pout formed on her lips as she watched him leaving her alone.
Clutching the pillow tightly to her chest, she felt the pain in her abdomen intensify, making her discomfort increasingly unbearable.
After some time, he returned carrying a variety of items, including ice cream. As he approached her, she glanced up, noticing a hot water bag, a dark chocolate, her favourite brownies and some other items in a bag she couldn't see. He placed everything on the bedside table and gently positioned the hot water bag on her stomach. She was taken aback.
As the warmth from the hot water bag seeped into her abdomen, he asked
"Better?"
She nodded, and he sat beside her, gently caressing her forehead and placing a tender kiss on it. She closed her eyes, feeling comforted and overwhelmed by his gestures. Her heart warmed at his care. He took the bowl of ice cream from the bedside table and handed it to her.
"Can you please feed me?"she hesitantly asked. To her delight, he nodded and began to spoon-feed her the icecream. She couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth wash over her as she gazed at him the whole time with affection.
As time passed, the pain in her stomach began to subside, and she removed the hot water bag with a sigh of relief, while he continued caressing her forehead. Softly, she whispered, "Thank you" He nodded, though inwardly he frowned.
Gently guiding her to lie down, he tucked the blanket around her and dimmed the lights before joining her on the bed. She yearned to hug him but hesitated, yet to her surprise, he pulled her towards him by her waist. He then tenderly caressed her stomach with soothing strokes, his other arm cradling her head as he pulled her closer and planted a soft peck on her cheeks making her heart warm.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and nuzzle her head against his chest, seeking solace in his embrace. He held her close, one arm encircling her waist while the other now gently caressing her hair, comforting her.
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