Falling in love - four shots ( Gitya ♥️)

Falling in love - four shots

Shot one - five shots

It's been two days that he took a great care of her. Well, she took the bullet for him.

She spoke less due to weakness in her fragile health and he was glad. His ears would be spared from her constant lectures.

Less talk less headache. May she remain like this full life . Spare me Lord from her lectures.

Full life.

What did i just say

No. No.

It's only two weeks more. Thankfully half a month passed by . Chalo acha hain, another half to go

Another half to go!

Damn! Why do i feel restless.

Aah Aditya, just calm down. Take s few sips of brandi, u will be just fine.

Don't worry she's not gonna go far away.

She is just around the corner. She's gonna bounce back to her dabba only and u could meet her there

I could meet her there!

Why do i even think of meeting her. The one month term is over. So no need to see her.

But

A pause

Her dabba is my mother's dream . I would still need to meet her. To see if she would give in to my demand. Or perhaps, offer her a partnership now that she understood why i wanted it so badly.

Dude, u are just making excuses.

There are so many dabbas and choices nearby. U have the money to purchase one and turn it into ur mother's dream. Don't make excuses to see her again.

See her again.

I won't be able to see her once she leaves??

A pause.

Why does it sound so scary?

A pause

Why do i fear losing her??

A pause.

Is she my family???

A pause

Is she a magnet that will stick to me longer?

A pause

Is she a chewing gum? That will stick and difficult to get rid of?

A pause.

Is she a permanent glue that would stick to me forever?

A permanent glue.

Why do i feel relieved to hear that??

"Adityaji ",

Her soft whisper through those struggling eyelids. The drowsiness of the medication. He stood up from the couch and sat beside her on the bed caressing her forehead.

" Kya hua Ginni, neend nehin arehi".

( What happened, u couldn't sleep)

" Nehin ji, thodi pyas legi hain",

( No, just thirsty).

" Ji".

She kept saying it sweetly everytime since she returned from the hospital and make him play on her tunes.

Hearing that ' ji". Raised his pulses.

Damn! Why does she do that.

Nevermind now she's still not well. Let her get some strength than i will tell her firmly.

Don't constantly use ' ji'

It's terrifying.

It kills me whenever u do that

"Adityaji"

Her soft voice interrupted his thoughts

He took the glass of water from the bedside and handed over to her , supporting her back as she struggled to sit up straight.

He swallowed a tear , her condition touched him

It could be him who would have been in her place if she didn't take the trigger for him.

He own his life. His soul.

She was important. Very important.

She was precious.

As he laid her back to the bed and covered her with a blanket.

She whispered.

" Idhar ao ji, aap key gal pey kuch lega hua hain", (come here, something on ur cheek).

He obeyed and moved closer so she could clean it and

" Smooch"

Her wet lips pressed on his left cheek. The warm sensation that aroused his senses , his emotions a while. That unexplained joyment of two seconds.

He looked up at her smiling face,

Surprised but confusingly delighted.

To be continued

Save us from Sunday boredom!

Shot two.

" Thank u ji, mera ache sey dhyaan rekhne key liye",

(Tq for taking a good care of me)

She murmured and slowly drifted back to her slumber.

He couldn't react. She fall asleep again. The effects of the medication. The drowsiness.

If she was awake. He could have asked many questions.

Why did u do that for??

Why do i feel good?

Why do i yearn for ur attention,?

Why do i feel restless when u are close or apart?

Why why why ???

Only questions but no answers.

He sat watching her asleep and kept admiring the calmness on her sweet, innocent face

"She looks like a full moon in the dark sky" His inner voice complimented

"Full moon ", he was confused

"Or u mean honeymoon" ???

Honeymoon!!

That's it. That's how i can make her feel good. A trip to somewhere far from family and home.

Maybe the mountains. She could get some fresh air. It would be great for her health and recovery.

How about Kashmir??

Naah , she will take the second bullet from terrorists. Not safe.

How about Nanital??

Naah, heard the dudes over there are quite hot. What if she leaves me stranded and spends the honeymoon with a dashing stranger and throw me from the mountains.

How about Shimla??

Yep, that would be great.

It's nearer comparatively and a beautiful place. Fresh air is what she requires.

So a honeymoon should be it.

I shall make the reservations and announce to the family tmrow.

He scrolled the net for some interesting locations and decided to show to his wife the next day to know what she desired.

Perhaps Ginnii could help with the decision making.

He laid beside her and not on the couch. Just incase if she needed anything in the middle of the night. She was still weak to even walk .

Or

Was he making excuses to get close??

He was puzzled. The emotions were unexplainable.

The next morning.

He woke up as soon as he heard a noise from the shower and responded instantly jumping out of the bed.

"Adityaji!".

Her frantic scream calling out to him

Seconds later,

The upset husband.

" Mujhey utha deti , kyun akeli washroom ayi ho".

,( Should have awaken me? Why go to the washroom all alone".

The nervous wife standing at one corner shivering in fright pointing out towards an insect on the washbasin.

" Cc.. cockroach".

The shocked husband

Unbelievable. She's afraid of cockroach

" Kya", ( what).

The frightened wife still not moving from her place.

" Mmm...Mujhey..ccc.. cockroach se dar legta hain, usko hetau"

.

The sighing husband

Afraid of a small cockroach

Teased her

" Puri duniya ko derati ho, aek cockroach sey dargeyi"

( U scare the whole world and now u are afraid of a cockroach??)

She didn't answer. Still frightened

The teasing husband again.

" Vo cockroach bhi tumsey darta hain".

( Even the insect is afraid of u)

Seconds later,

He held it up high in the air and annonced proudly.

" Meet my wife, Ginni Aditya Raj Singh "

And disposed it through the window as she screamed jumping in fright hugging him tightly .

He lost his balance and both fell into the water filled large tub . The size of a jacuzzi.

Both drenched from head to toe

She laid on him They remained in the posture a while. Neither moved.

Her frantic eyes wandered where the insect went. She kept staring towards the window of the washroom.

But

His deep dark eyes were set still on her face admiring her innocence.. Slowly, he lifted his right hand to remove a lock of hair from her forehead..

The touch.

Immediately, she turned to face him.

( The bgm of tere mast mast do nain from dabang played)

The bathtub romance.

Neither of them moved.

He melted under the heat of her slim body resting on him feeling the warmth and enjoying its delicacy. She was drawn towards his masculinity. The strong arms that supported her from getting injured.

His protective side was just too adorable and then

" Smooch".

One more chummi on his left cheek.

Before he could react she rushed out of the washroom to get a towel.

He followed her obediently and enquired finally for the second chummi . Before she could reply, there was s knock at the door interrupting their lovely romantic moment

Surpreet invited them to be at the dining table for breakfast.

She nodded and closed the door.

Seconds later,

She gasped.

Shirtless!

He stood shirtless , then took slow steps towards her.

That fine masculinity The bare chest were inviting for a warm hug

She swallowed a saliva giving in to his hotness and dashing personality

Her heart pounding against her chest as he took each step closer

She moved backwards slowly. The tension arose as he stood three inch close with his lips almost touching hers when he stated casually.

" Zera side pey hathogi, almira sey towel lena hain".

( Pls step aside. I want to take a towel from the cupboard)

To be continued

That was mean!! 😆

I love it!!

Continue karna jaldi please!! Aise atka ke mat rakho mujhe 😆

Originally posted by: Namita-M

That was mean!! 😆

I love it!!

Continue karna jaldi please!! Aise atka ke mat rakho mujhe 😆

I am writing after they returned from the hospital.😍😍

He is confused with mixed feelings

She gives him chummi out of gratitude and makes things worse for hin.

I hope they bring a honeymoon track now

Shot three

She moved away slowly and disappointedly trying to fight against the raging emotions.

Was i upset that he didn't come close?

Why was i affected badly?

" Tum ruko, main nehlata hun. Kapde utar key yeh towel pehenlo", his calm voice interrupted her bizarre thoughts

( Wait, i will shower u. Change ur clothes. Put on the towel)

The shocked nervous wife

" Nn..nnehi, main Surpreet mumiji ko bol deti hun".

(No, i will inform Surpreet to do it)

Silence

He walked slowly as she stepped back towards the washroom. Oh no. Not again. The bare chest was a delicacy.

Irresistible!

God, why can't he just put on a shirt.

He took a hankie from the table beside her and covered his eyes

" Relax, meri ankhen band hain. Ur shoulder is aching. U can't lift ur arm.". ( My eyes are covered)

Her eyelids dropped and shut tightly enjoying the soft gentle touch of his finger tips untying her dor to release her top, wrapping her with a towel. He stood close enough. She could hear his pulses. Very clearly.

His breath.

Then he turned her around to face him to untie the knot on her salwar( pants) and released it to the floor, lifting her slim figure Into his arms , towards the washroom. ( Kesariya bgm playing)

He placed her gently into the full tub, sprinkling cool water on her back..

The amused wife closed her eyes enjoying once again the pleasures offered to her by the caring husband.

The crave increased and she murmured.

" Aap key liye das bullet bhi chelenge".

( I can take ten bullets for u)

" Kya ,?kuch kaha?" ,( What? did u say something?)

His hands stopped suddenly.

The nervous wife cursing herself.

His eyes are closed but not ears. U dumb head.

She shook her head

" Kuch nehin"( nothing)

He continued moving his fingers on the scrub around her neck and arms .

As he moved towards her feet, she was finding it difficult to control any longer. And closed her eyes again.

His fingers gently touched the soft skin of her thighs and paved it's way towards the depth of her legs when she felt goosebumps in her stomach .

But he stopped and she sighed deeply.

Feeling relieved.

He was very careful in his approach not to explore her feminism. It was still a wait. Perhaps the right time. Need to take things slowly. He didn't want to scare her that the need in him grew and he desired the husband rights.

.

He controlled his raging emotions behind those shut eyes, feeling her in the pitch of darkness asking himself.

Am i that desperate to shower her when there are women in the house? .

Searching for ways to touch her and feel her?

What's wrong with me??

I am crossing the line.

And this happens when,

U are in love!

Still juggling with his emotions to accept that he has fallen for her, he dried her gently with a pink cotton made towel

She could feel the sudden shivers of his slender fingers asking herself.

Why is he shivering?

Little realising.

He was falling real hard

He searched for a salwar kameez in the cupboard running his fingers for the softest fabric for her ill fragile body in the darkness of his eyes and put it on her slowly

Finally he removed the hankie and looked her into the eye.

That wet locks of hair resting peacefully on her round sweet face made her look too beautiful that he moved closer pecking her right cheek.

Chummi exchanged ..

Murmuring with his fingers removing the locks to see her clearly.

Staring down straight into her dark eyes.

" Tum bahut khoobsurat ho",

( U are very pretty)

To be continued

Shot four .

She blushed.

A compliment!

The happy wife turned towards the dressing table and he followed behind drying her hair with the towel as she admired her reflection in the mirror watching him very closely.

He was handsome.

He was caring

He was mine.

Mine

That was too possessive. But she liked the thought.

The acceptance!

Running his slender fingers through the long wavy wet hair with a dryer made him puzzled

Why would i go to such an extend??

She was beautiful

She was innocent.

She was mine.

Mine

He adored the possessiveness . It somehow satisfied his male ego.

The acceptance!

That was fully accomplished with him pronouncing her whole heartedly by applying the holy symbol of marriage ' the vermillion' on her forehead as she stood facing him

The final touch that marked their fated journey as life partners.

Will they ever confess to one another the growing feelings in them , that only time will tell but one thing was of sure, they met through destiny and will remain to be fated together no matter how many obstacles that came between to embrace them but the strength of their true love with the blessings of the Almighty would eventually result in their victory.

The end .