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Chavvi's POV

A month had passed since our marriage and everything was going smooth.

I am slowly loosing hope with our relationship. I feel conflicted now.

Sometimes Sushant looks at me as if he feels something for me and the next moment he becomes so awkward.

Maybe he realises that I am not the one he wanted.

So much has been going through my mind lately and above all my work has been taking a toll on me.

My final year exams have started and I am feeling frustrated due to everything.

Nonstop studies and my stupid feelings for my stupid husband.

Right now we are sitting in our room studying.

He too has his exams. He is looking at his book continuously as if it is his wife and not me.

He writes something in the book and then puts his pencil between his lips.

Enough! 

I get up and go near him. I close his book and he looks at me confused.

"Mujhe ice cream khaani hai."

(I want to eat ice cream.)

I say the first thing that comes into my mind. I just want to spend some time with him.

"What!?"

"Kya what? Seedhi si baasha mai bola hai. Mujhe ice cream khaani hai."

(what what? I said it so simply. I want to eat ice cream.)

"Iss waqt?"

(At this time?)

"Jee iss waqt. Aur tum mujhe le kar chal rhe ho."

(Yes at this time. And you are taking me.)

I fold my hands in front of my chest and his eyes drop down for a moment.

He looks back up and says.

"12:30 ho rhe hai Chavvi."

(Its 12:30 Chavvi.)

"Toh?"

(So?)

"Ok. Let's go."

He takes his wallet and car keys and I smile.

Yayy! We are going on out first date. Well, not a proper one but it would count right?

We sit in the car and I give him a wide grin. He chuckles and shakes his head.

Sushant's POV

The way she demanded me to take her to get ice cream made me happy. She was behaving like a typical wife. And I loved it.

Right now we are in the ice cream parlour and she is deciding what to eat.

"Sushant help me na. Tumne toh itni jaldi se select kr li."

(You selected so fast.)

She whined and I chuckle eating my ice cream. I give her some options of the ice creams I tried and she finally comes to a conclusion after doing akad bakad.

 She is such a kid sometimes.

We take our ice creams and move out. We sit on the car bonnet and enjoy our ice creams.

"Mmmm!"

She moans having her first bite and says.

"I love it. You really have a good taste."

I bow down dramatically and she laughs.

We finish our ice creams and just sit there looking at the sky.

I look at her. She has her eyes closed and a small smile on her lips.

I notice a little ice cream at the corner of her mouth and I wipe it with my thumb.

She looks at me and our eyes lock.

The look in her eyes is so captivating that I don't even realise when I leaned in.

I place a soft kiss on her cheek and she takes in a wavered breath.

Am I making her uncomfortable? Shit!

I pull back and clear my throat. She looks at me with a confused look.

"I-umm-i am sorry."

I mutter avoiding her eyes.

I feel her getting off the bonnet. 

I hold her hand and turn her to me. She has tears in her eyes which she tries to hide by lowering her head.

"Chavvi! Shit! I am sorry. Ro mat na yaar. I shouldn't have done that."

(Don't cry please.)

She burst into tears and take her hand out of my grip.

She starts going towards the car door but I hold her hand and pull her into me.

"Heyy! Kya hua? Please tell me. I am sorry if I did something."

(What happened?)

"Stop saying sorry again and again. Mujhe aisa feel hota hai jaise I am your mistake."

(I feel like I am your mistake.)

She yells frustrated. What!

"What!"

She sniffs and wipes her tears.

"I know tum ye shaadi kabhi nhi chahte the and you were forced. I know you don't want me. And I know the reason is our age gap. Isliye tum hamesha back out ho jaate ho. You deserve someone you like Sushant. Agar tum chahte ho toh hum div-"

(I know you didn't want this marriage and you were forced. That's why you always back out. If you want we can div-)

Chavvi's POV

I was cut off aggressively by his lips on mine.

He pulled my in his arms. His hand behind my neck holding me in place. His lips moving on mine in a furious pace.

He is kissing me as if trying to prove something.

I clutch his shirt tightly as my knees wobble at the intensity of his kiss.

He holds me securely and walks forward till my back hits the car. 

His hand that was behind my neck cups my face and he tilts my face to deepen the kiss.

A low moan escape my mouth as he enters his tongue in my mouth. His tongue caresses mine softly and I feel a zoo of butterflies in my stomach.

We break the kiss due to lack of breath and pant heavily.

He keeps his forehead on mine as we gasp for breath.

"I don't think after this I need to spell it out to you ki mai tumhare liye kya feel krta hu or whether I want you or not."

(I don't think I need to spell out what I feel for you.)

He whispers in a deep and husky voice and caresses my face.

I feel shivers down my spine hearing his voice. 

I lower my head and bit my lip which still has the feel of his lips.

He nuzzles his nose in my neck and place small kisses there.

"You want to prove more?"

He says while biting my neck.

"S-sushant!"

He hums and continues to pepper kisses on my neck.

"Sushant!"

He looks at me and I bite my lip.

"Ghar chale?"

(Can we go home?)

He smiles and kisses my forehead.

"Jaisa aap kahe."

(As you say.)

He murmurs and we sit in the car.

Both of us have wide smiles on our faces.

He is driving the car while holding my hand with his while I am continuously gazing at how handsome my husband is.

He looks at me for a moment and then looks back at front.

He raises our hands and kiss my knuckles softly.

We reach home with our hands still intertwined.

We enter our room and since none of us is in a mood to study anymore right now, we get inside the sheets.

And for the first time since our marriage, he pulls me in his arms and we sleep cuddling into each other's arms.
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