RiAnsh OS - Can I Hug You?

A/N - What if Vansh wasn't as he was said to be? What if he was, in fact, a pure soul with scars on it?

Can I Hug You?

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Riddhima sighed, as her back hit the soft mattress. It been a long day. And, an evidence is far away, she didn't really find anything odd about Vansh.

Her eyes moved to the clock, as she pulled her phone out of the charger.

With a few taps on the screen, she opened Spotify, going through her playlist.

Swiping through various songs, she stopped at one.

"Kya sunn rahi ho?"

came a tired voice inches away from her.

"Sunoge?"

She asked, not knowing why she even did that.

He nodded, as his orbs glazed, under the dim lampshade.

Riddhima brought her phone near Vansh's ear, letting him listen to the music she always listened, before going to sleep.

"Isn't it beautiful? Unn dino ki yaadein wapis laati hai" Riddhima stated.

"Unn dino ki yaadein? I never listened to this before." He replied, bringing the blanket close.

"What?" Riddhima was shocked. "You never heard it? What did you even do in life?"

"Ghar sabhala hai. Kaam kiya. After dad's death, I got busy handling everything." He stopped for a few seconds. "Eldest son, you see. Maybe uske piche hi unn dino ko kho diya.."

Oh, how much Riddhima regretted saying that after seeing his eyes glossy.

Sighing, she replayed the music keeping it under the pillow.

"Can I hug you?" she heard his voice, in the darkness of her closed eyes.

"Nahi." She instantly replied.

Again, she regretted it.

"Fine."

Riddhima said.

When he didn't even shift a bit, she asked forwarding her arms

"Aao?!"

No reply.

After a long pause, she pulled him in her warm embrace, turning the lamp off.

Her hands automatically went up grazing his hair, when she felt his soft sniffles against her chest.

That night, Riddhima realized something.

The Vansh Raisinghania wasn't as cruel as he was said to be.