The following morning dawned with a sense of apprehension hanging heavy in the air. As Shubman rose from bed, his mind was consumed by thoughts of the impending wedding and the prospect of introducing Nila to his family. He knew it was inevitable, but that didn't make the task any less daunting.

With a heavy sigh, he went through his morning routine, the weight of his family's expectations looming over him like a dark cloud. Every movement felt heavy, every breath laden with uncertainty as he prepared himself for the day ahead.

As he dressed in a crisp black shirt and trousers, Shubman couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at him from within. The thought of facing his family's scrutiny with Nila by his side filled him with a sense of dread, but he knew he had no choice but to steel himself for the challenge.

Just as he was about to leave his room, his phone buzzed with a new message. With a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, he glanced at the screen and saw Nila's name flashing across it.

Nila: Hey, Shubman! How's your morning going?

Shubman's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her name, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips despite his apprehension.

Shubman: Morning, Nila. It's... going. How about you?

Nila: Just finished my morning writing session. Feeling productive! 😊

Shubman couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm, a warmth spreading through him at the thought of her.

Shubman: That's great to hear! Listen, we need to talk about something...

Before he could finish typing his message, his phone rang once again, this time with Nila's name flashing on the screen.

"Speak of the devil," he muttered under his breath as he answered the call.

"Hey, Shubman!" Nila's voice came through the line, bright and cheerful. "Hey, Nila," Shubman replied, unable to suppress the smile that tugged at his lips at the sound of her voice.

"I was just thinking about you," Nila continued, her tone playful. "What's up?"

Shubman took a deep breath, steeling himself for the conversation that lay ahead. "I, uh... I just got off the phone with my parents. They want us to attend my cousin's wedding in a week, and they're expecting you to come with me."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and Shubman held his breath, waiting for Nila's response.

"Wow," Nila finally said, her voice tinged with surprise. "That's... unexpected."

"Yeah," Shubman replied, his own voice heavy with apprehension. "I know it's a lot to ask, but..."

"But nothing," Nila interjected, her tone firm. "I'll be there, Shubman. We're in this together, remember?"

Shubman felt a surge of gratitude wash over him at her words, a sense of relief flooding through him like a wave crashing against the shore.

"Thank you, Nila," he said, his voice soft with emotion. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Hey, that's what fake girlfriends are for, right?" Nila teased, her playful tone bringing a smile to Shubman's face.

"Yeah," he chuckled, the weight of his worries momentarily lifted by her unwavering support. "Something like that."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As Shubman stepped out of the steam-filled bathroom, the warmth of the shower still clinging to his skin, he couldn't help but feel a sense of renewal wash over him. The towel hung low on his waist, water droplets trickling down his chest in lazy rivulets, as he moved with a fluid grace through the familiar corridors of his home.

As he made his way towards the kitchen, the tantalizing aroma of breakfast wafted through the air, teasing his senses and stirring his appetite. 

He rounded the corner, expecting to find the kitchen empty, but to his surprise, he saw Nila standing by the stove, a look of concentration on her face as she flipped pancakes with practiced ease.

Shubman couldn't help but smile at the sight of her, the warmth of her presence filling him with a sense of comfort and contentment. He watched her for a moment, admiring the way the morning sunlight danced across her features, illuminating her hair with a golden halo.

Unable to resist the urge to tease her, Shubman approached her silently, his bare feet padding softly against the tiled floor. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, catching her off guard.

Nila gasped in surprise as Shubman's arms encircled her, her body tensing for a moment before relaxing into his embrace. She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, a playful smile dancing on her lips.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," she teased, her voice tinged with amusement.

Shubman chuckled, the sound rumbling deep in his chest as he pressed a gentle kiss to the nape of her neck.

"Good morning, sunshine," he replied, his voice low and husky with affection. "What's cooking?"

Nila turned back to the stove, her cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment as she focused on flipping another pancake.

"Just making breakfast," she replied, her tone casual as she tried to hide her flustered state.

Shubman couldn't help but smile at her reaction, the sight of her cheeks flushed with color only serving to endear her to him even more.

"Well, it smells amazing," he said, his voice filled with genuine appreciation as he nuzzled his face against her hair.

Nila leaned back into his embrace, a contented sigh escaping her lips as she basked in the warmth of his affection.

"I'm glad you think so," she murmured, her voice soft with emotion. "I wanted to do something nice for you."

Shubman tightened his arms around her waist, the feeling of her in his arms filling him with a sense of peace and belonging that he hadn't felt in a long time.

"Well, you've certainly succeeded," he replied, his voice laced with sincerity. "But you know, you don't have to go to all this trouble for me."

Nila turned in his arms, her gaze meeting his with a look of earnestness.

"I know I don't have to," she said, her voice gentle but firm. "But I want to. You mean a lot to me, Shubman, and I just want to make you happy."

Shubman felt a lump form in his throat at her words, the depth of her sincerity washing over him like a tidal wave. He reached up to cup her cheek, his thumb tracing gentle circles against her skin.

"You make me happy, Nila," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "More than you'll ever know."

With a tender smile, Shubman leaned in to capture Nila's lips in a soft kiss, the warmth of their embrace melting away any lingering traces of tension or uncertainty. It was a moment of quiet intimacy, a silent exchange of affection that spoke volumes without the need for words.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As they pulled away from each other, their gazes locked in a shared moment of understanding, Shubman felt a sense of gratitude wash over him. He was grateful for Nila's unwavering support, for her willingness to stand by him even in the face of uncertainty.

"Thank you, Nila," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper but filled with sincerity. "For everything."

Nila's eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she reached up to caress his cheek, her touch gentle and reassuring.

"Anytime, Shubman," she replied, her voice soft but resolute. "I'll always be here for you."

With a sense of peace settling over them, they turned their attention back to the breakfast cooking on the stove, their shared laughter filling the air as they continued their morning routine together.

As they sat down to enjoy their meal, Shubman couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him. Despite the challenges that lay ahead, he knew that as long as he had Nila by his side, he could face anything with courage and determination.

And as they laughed and joked together, basking in the warmth of each other's company, Shubman felt a glimmer of hope spark within him. 

Maybe, just maybe, their fake relationship could blossom into something real, something beautiful that neither of them had ever dared to dream of before. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As they finished their breakfast together, Shubman couldn't shake the excitement bubbling within him as he thought about the upcoming wedding. Turning to Nila with a warm smile, he gently took her hand in his, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Nila, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about," he began, his voice filled with eagerness.

Nila's eyes lit up with curiosity as she turned to him, a playful smile dancing on her lips. "What's on your mind, Shubman?"

Shubman squeezed her hand affectionately, the warmth of her touch sending a jolt of electricity coursing through him. "Well, I was thinking... since we're going to be attending my cousin's wedding together, I thought it might be nice for us to go lehenga shopping."

Nila's eyes widened in surprise, her lips parting in astonishment. "Lehenga shopping? For me?"

Shubman nodded eagerly, his heart swelling with excitement at the thought of spending the day with her. "Yes, for you! I want you to look absolutely stunning at the wedding, and I thought it would be fun for us to pick out something together."

Nila's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, a shy smile gracing her features as she met his gaze. "That sounds amazing, Shubman. I'd love to go lehenga shopping with you."

With a sense of triumph swelling within him, Shubman couldn't resist the urge to pull her into a tight embrace, his arms wrapping around her waist as he held her close.

"You're the best, Nila," he murmured, his voice filled with affection. "I can't wait to see you in that lehenga."

Nila laughed, the sound like music to his ears as she returned his embrace with equal fervor. "I can't wait either, Shubman. It's going to be so much fun!"

With a sense of excitement coursing through them both, they began to make plans for their shopping excursion, their laughter filling the room as they imagined the adventures that lay ahead.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As Shubman and Nila stepped into the vibrant store filled with an array of colorful fabrics and dazzling embellishments, Shubman's excitement reached new heights. With a boyish grin on his face, he practically pulled Nila towards the lehenga section, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Come on, Nila, let's find you the perfect lehenga," he exclaimed, his voice brimming with enthusiasm.

Nila laughed, her eyes dancing with amusement as she allowed herself to be swept along by his infectious energy. "I'm right behind you, Shubman."

As they perused the racks of intricately embroidered lehengas, Shubman's gaze flitted from one design to the next, each more stunning than the last. But it wasn't until they stumbled upon a pink shaded lehenga adorned with delicate embroidery details that Shubman's breath caught in his throat.

"Nila, look at this one," he exclaimed, his voice filled with awe as he reached out to touch the fabric reverently.

Nila stepped closer, her eyes widening in admiration as she took in the beauty of the garment. The rich shade of pink seemed to shimmer in the light, the intricate embroidery adding a touch of elegance to the ensemble.

"It's beautiful, Shubman," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper as she reached out to trace the delicate patterns with her fingertips.

Shubman's heart swelled with pride at her words, a sense of satisfaction washing over him as he watched her admire the lehenga. "It's perfect for you, Nila. You'll look absolutely stunning in it."

Nila's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, a shy smile gracing her features as she met his gaze. "Do you really think so, Shubman?"

Shubman nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with sincerity. "Absolutely. But let's try it on, just to be sure."

With a sense of anticipation coursing through them both, they made their way to the fitting rooms, eager to see the lehenga come to life on Nila's graceful figure. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As Nila disappeared into the fitting room to try on the pink shaded lehenga, Shubman couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation coursing through him. He paced back and forth outside the door, his mind filled with images of Nila adorned in the stunning garment.

"She's going to look absolutely breathtaking," he muttered to himself, his heart racing with excitement.

As he waited impatiently, his thoughts began to wander, and he found himself imagining all the ways he could shower her with compliments when she stepped out. His lips curled into a playful smirk as he envisioned the seductive conversations they might have.

"Damn, Nila," he murmured to himself, his voice low and husky. "You're going to turn heads in that lehenga. But I'll be the only one lucky enough to have you on my arm."

His pulse quickened at the thought of Nila's reaction, the anticipation building with each passing moment. He couldn't wait to see the look of surprise and delight on her face when she stepped out in the exquisite attire.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the fitting room door swung open, and Nila emerged, the pink-shaded lehenga draped elegantly around her figure. Shubman's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight before him, his eyes tracing the curves of her body with undisguised admiration.

"Nila, you look..." he trailed off, momentarily at a loss for words as he drank in her beauty.

Nila's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as she twirled gracefully, the fabric of the lehenga swirling around her like a cloud of dreams. "Well? What do you think, Shubman?"

Shubman swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry as he struggled to find the right words to convey the depth of his admiration. "You look absolutely stunning, Nila," he finally managed, his voice filled with sincerity.

Nila's smile widened at his words, a sense of pride glowing in her eyes as she met his gaze. "Thank you, Shubman. That means a lot coming from you."

Shubman couldn't tear his eyes away from her, the intensity of his gaze holding her captive as they stood in silent admiration of each other. 

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

With a playful glint in his eyes, Shubman gently tugged Nila back into the dressing room, closing the door behind them with a soft click. His heart raced with excitement as he turned to face her, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.

"Now, now, Nila," he teased, his voice low and husky. "A fake boyfriend must always appreciate his fake girlfriend, wouldn't you agree?"

Nila's cheeks tinted pink at his words, a shy smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she avoided his gaze. "I suppose so, Shubman."

Shubman chuckled softly, the sound sending a shiver down Nila's spine as she turned to face him. He took a seat on the plush couch in the corner of the dressing room, his posture relaxed as he watched her with undisguised admiration.

As Nila's eyes flickered over him, she couldn't help but notice the top buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of the tattoo inked on his chest. Her cheeks flushed with warmth as she turned her face away, suddenly feeling acutely aware of his proximity.

Shubman noticed her reaction and couldn't resist the urge to tease her further. "Like what you see, Nila?" he murmured, his voice dripping with seduction.

Nila's cheeks grew even warmer at his suggestive tone, her heart fluttering in her chest as she struggled to find a response. "I, uh... I..." she stammered, her words trailing off as she fought to regain her composure.

Shubman's grin widened at her flustered state, a sense of satisfaction washing over him as he watched her squirm under his gaze. He leaned back against the couch, his gaze never leaving her as he savored the moment.

"You know, Nila," he continued, his voice low and intimate. "I've always admired your beauty, but seeing you in that lehenga... It's like a dream come true."

Nila's breath caught in her throat at his words, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she met his gaze. "You really think so, Shubman?"

Shubman nodded, his eyes filled with sincerity. "Absolutely. You're stunning, Nila. And I feel lucky to be here with you."

With a sense of warmth spreading through her at his words, Nila couldn't help but smile. Despite the playful banter and the teasing, she knew that beneath it all, there was a genuine connection between them, one that she cherished more than anything in the world.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Feeling emboldened by the intimate atmosphere between them, Shubman couldn't resist the urge to pull Nila closer, wrapping his arms around her waist in a tender embrace. He could feel the gentle rise and fall of her chest beneath his touch, the warmth of her body seeping into his own.

Nila's breath hitched in her throat as Shubman drew her nearer, her heart pounding in her chest as she melted into his embrace. His touch sent a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't deny.

Shubman leaned in closer, resting his forehead against her bare waist as he savoured the closeness between them. He could hear the steady rhythm of her heartbeat, a soothing melody that calmed the storm raging within him.

For a moment, they remained locked in each other's arms, the world outside fading away as they lost themselves in the warmth of their shared connection. And as they stood together in the quiet intimacy of the dressing room, Shubman knew that this moment would stay with him forever, a precious memory to hold onto in the days to come.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

With their bodies pressed together in a tender embrace, Shubman and Nila found solace in the comforting presence of each other. Time seemed to stand still as they lingered in the quiet intimacy of the dressing room, lost in the warmth of their shared connection.

Shubman's heart swelled with affection as he savored the scent of Nila's perfume, the gentle rise and fall of her chest soothing his troubled mind. He felt a sense of peace wash over him, a feeling of contentment that he hadn't experienced in a long time.

Nila's fingers traced soothing circles on his back, her touch sending shivers down his spine as he nuzzled closer to her waist. The world outside seemed to fade away as they basked in the comfort of each other's presence, their worries and fears momentarily forgotten.

For Shubman, this moment was a revelation, a glimpse into a future he hadn't dared to imagine before. With Nila by his side, he felt invincible, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead with courage and determination.

As they stood together in the dimly lit dressing room, Shubman knew that no matter what the future held, as long as he had Nila in his arms, he had everything he needed to weather the storms that life would inevitably throw their way. And with that thought in mind, he held her tighter, silently vowing to cherish every moment they shared together.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As the intensity of their embrace grew, Shubman found himself overcome by a surge of desire that he could no longer contain. With a gentle yet determined motion, he tilted his head upwards, his lips seeking hers in a tender kiss.

Nila's breath caught in her throat as she felt the soft press of Shubman's lips against hers, a wave of warmth spreading through her body at the intimate contact. In that moment, all the walls between them seemed to crumble away, leaving only the raw emotion that pulsed between them.

Their kiss deepened, fueled by a passion that had been building between them for far too long. Shubman's hands roamed over Nila's back, pulling her closer as he lost himself in the sensation of her lips against his own.

For Nila, the world seemed to melt away as she surrendered to the sweet intoxication of Shubman's embrace. His touch sent sparks flying through her veins, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't ignore.

In that stolen moment of passion, Shubman and Nila found themselves lost in a whirlwind of desire and longing, their hearts beating as one as they shared a kiss that spoke volumes without the need for words. And as they finally pulled away, their breaths mingling in the air between them, they knew that this was only the beginning of a love story that was meant to be.

As they reluctantly broke away from their embrace, a soft sigh escaped Nila's lips as she realized the practicalities of the situation. With a hint of reluctance, she murmured, "I suppose I should go pay for the lehenga now."

But Shubman's determination shone through as he gently cupped her cheek, his eyes filled with sincerity. "No, Nila. Let me take care of it. It's my treat," he insisted, his voice filled with warmth.

Nila's heart swelled with gratitude at his gesture, her cheeks flushing with a rosy hue as she met his gaze. "But Shubman, that's not necessary. I can pay for it myself."

Shubman shook his head, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his lips. "Nonsense, Nila. Consider it a gift from me to you. Besides, what kind of fake boyfriend would I be if I didn't spoil my fake girlfriend a little?"

Nila couldn't help but laugh at his teasing words, a sense of affection flooding through her at his playful demeanor. "Alright, Shubman. If you insist," she relented, her heart warmed by his generosity.

With a final glance exchanged between them, they made their way to the cashier, their fingers intertwined as they prepared to embark on the next chapter of their adventure together. And as they stood side by side, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them, Shubman knew that with Nila by his side, there was nothing they couldn't overcome.

As they approached the cashier, Shubman couldn't resist the urge to pull Nila closer to him, wrapping his arm around her waist in a protective gesture. The touch of his arm around her sent a shiver of excitement through Nila, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush as she leaned into his embrace.

Shubman's touch was both comforting and electrifying, sending a rush of warmth coursing through Nila's veins as she leaned against him. His presence felt like a shield against the world, offering her a sense of security that she hadn't realized she craved.

As they reached the cashier, Shubman flashed a charming smile, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he paid for the lehenga with a flourish. The cashier glanced between them with a knowing smile, but said nothing as she processed the transaction.

Once the purchase was complete, Shubman took Nila's hand in his own, his grip firm yet gentle as he led her out of the store. The cool breeze outside felt like a welcome reprieve, the air alive with the promise of new beginnings.

As they walked side by side, Shubman's arm still draped around her waist, Nila couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within her. With Shubman by her side, she knew that anything was possible, and she couldn't wait to see where their journey would take them next.

As they walked through the bustling streets, Shubman and Nila found themselves lost in the rhythm of their footsteps, each step bringing them closer together. The warmth of Shubman's arm around her waist sent a flutter of butterflies through Nila's stomach, a feeling she couldn't quite shake.

With each passing moment, the bond between them seemed to grow stronger, the unspoken connection between them palpable in the air. Shubman's presence was a reassuring anchor in the midst of the chaos, grounding Nila in the moment and filling her with a sense of calm.

As they navigated the crowded sidewalks, Shubman couldn't help but steal glances at Nila, his heart swelling with affection at the sight of her. Her laughter rang out like music to his ears, her smile lighting up the world around them.

"Hey, Nila," Shubman said softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he gazed into her eyes.

Nila turned to him, her own eyes sparkling with warmth and affection. "Yes, Shubman?"

"I just wanted to say... thank you," he continued, his tone sincere. "For being here with me today. For everything."

Nila's heart melted at his words, a soft smile gracing her lips as she squeezed his hand gently. 

"You don't have to thank me, Shubman. I'm just happy to be here with you."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As they arrived at Nila's flat, she wasted no time in settling down to work on her laptop, her fingers flying across the keyboard with practised ease. Shubman watched her with admiration, marvelling at her dedication and focus.

Unable to resist the urge to be close to her, Shubman took a seat next to her, his presence a comforting presence at her side. But as Nila continued to type away, seemingly lost in her work, Shubman couldn't help but feel a pang of longing for her undivided attention.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Shubman gently pulled Nila onto his lap, wrapping his arm around her waist in a possessive embrace. Nila chuckled softly at his antics, but made no move to protest as she continued to type on her laptop.

Undeterred, Shubman leaned in close, his lips trailing along her neck in a teasing caress. Nila let out a soft gasp at the sensation, her fingers momentarily faltering on the keyboard as she turned to look at him.

"Shubman, what are you doing?" she teased, a playful smirk dancing on her lips.

Shubman grinned devilishly, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Just ensuring that no other guy at your workplace gets any ideas," he replied, his voice low and husky.

Nila rolled her eyes, but couldn't suppress the laughter bubbling up within her. "You're like a vampire, leaving your mark wherever you go," she teased, leaning back against him.

Shubman chuckled, his lips finding their way back to her neck as he gently sucked on her skin, leaving a faint hickey in his wake. Nila sighed contentedly, her body melting into his embrace as she savoured the intimacy of the moment.

As Shubman playfully took away Nila's laptop, she couldn't help but pout in mock indignation. 

"Hey, I was working!" she protested, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion as he set the device aside.

Shubman flashed her a charming grin, his eyes dancing with mischief. "I know, I know. But we need to practice," he insisted, his tone playful yet determined.

"Practice? Practice what?" Nila asked, her curiosity piqued as she watched him closely.

But before she could get an answer, Shubman suddenly lifted her up, causing her to gasp in surprise as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. His lips found hers in a passionate kiss, the warmth of his embrace sending a shiver of desire coursing through her veins.

Caught off guard by his sudden boldness, Nila melted into his arms, her fingers tangling in his hair as she kissed him back with equal fervour. The world seemed to fall away around them as they lost themselves in the intensity of their embrace, the only sound was the beating of their hearts as they pressed against each other.

For a moment, time stood still as they revelled in the raw passion that pulsed between them, their lips moving in perfect harmony as they shared a kiss that spoke volumes without the need for words. And as they finally pulled away, their breaths mingling in the air between them, Nila couldn't help but smile at the undeniable connection that bound them together.

"Okay, I think I understand the practice now," she teased, her voice breathless as she gazed into Shubman's eyes.

Shubman grinned his arms still securely around her waist. "Good, because we have a lot of practising to do," he replied, his voice filled with promise as he leaned in to capture her lips in another passionate kiss.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As their lips met in a fervent kiss, the world around them seemed to fade into oblivion. Shubman held Nila close, his hands exploring the curves of her body with a gentle yet possessive touch. Nila's fingers trailed along the contours of his chest, her heart racing with a mixture of desire and anticipation.

Their kiss deepened, fueled by the intensity of their mutual longing. Shubman's lips were warm and insistent against hers, his breath mingling with hers in the space between them. Nila melted into his embrace, her body molded to his as they swayed together in the dimly lit room.

For Shubman, every brush of Nila's lips against his was a revelation, a confirmation of the deep connection that bound them together. He savored the taste of her, the sweetness of her kiss searing itself into his memory.

As they finally pulled away, their breaths ragged with desire, Shubman gazed into Nila's eyes with a look of adoration. "You have no idea how much I've missed you," he confessed, his voice filled with raw emotion.

Nila's heart swelled with affection at his words, her own feelings mirrored in his gaze. "I've missed you too, Shubman," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath as she leaned in to press her forehead against his.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still as they basked in the warmth of each other's presence. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them locked in an embrace that spoke volumes without the need for words.

As they reluctantly pulled away from each other, the sound of Shubman's phone pinging broke the spell of their intimate moment. Shubman reached for his phone, his brow furrowing in confusion as he glanced at the notification.

His eyes widened in realization as he read the message. "It's about the tickets to Udaipur," he explained, excitement bubbling in his voice. "We leave tonight for my cousin's wedding."

Nila's eyes sparkled with surprise and delight at the news. "Tonight? That's so sudden!" she exclaimed, her mind racing with thoughts of the impromptu trip.

Shubman nodded eagerly, a grin spreading across his face. "I know, but it'll be fun. And I can't wait for you to meet my family," he said, his tone filled with anticipation.

Nila's heart swelled with warmth at the thought of accompanying Shubman to his cousin's wedding. Despite the suddenness of the trip, she couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect of sharing this experience with him.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As Nila danced around her room, her favorite song blaring through her headphones, she was completely lost in the music. The rhythm pulsed through her veins, guiding her movements as 

she playfully swayed and twirled to the beat.

Shubman stood in the doorway, his heart swelling with affection as he watched her dance. The way her hair swayed with each movement, the light in her eyes as she lost herself in the music—it was a sight to behold. He couldn't help but feel a surge of desire stir within him at the sight of her uninhibited joy.

Leaning against the doorframe, Shubman couldn't tear his gaze away from her. She was like a vision, a radiant force of energy that lit up the room with her presence. He felt a pang of longing deep within him, a desire to be close to her, to share in the joy that seemed to radiate from her every pore.

Lost in his thoughts, Shubman let out a soft chuckle, his eyes never leaving Nila's form as she danced. "You're absolutely mesmerizing, you know that?" he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper as he drank in the sight of her.

Unaware of his presence, Nila continued to dance, her movements fluid and graceful as she moved to the music. Shubman couldn't help but admire her, his heart swelling with affection at the sight of her unbridled joy.

As the song reached its crescendo, Nila finally noticed Shubman leaning against the doorframe, his gaze fixed on her with a look of adoration. She paused mid-dance, a blush creeping onto her cheeks as she removed her headphones.

"Shubman! You scared me," she exclaimed, a playful smile gracing her lips as she met his gaze.

Shubman chuckled softly, pushing himself off the doorframe and crossing the room to her side. 

"Sorry, love. I couldn't resist watching you dance. You're absolutely enchanting," he admitted, his voice laced with affection as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

Nila's blush deepened at his words, but she couldn't hide the smile that tugged at her lips. "Well, I hope you enjoyed the show," she teased, leaning into his embrace.

Shubman grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he leaned in close to whisper in her ear. 

"Oh, believe me, I did more than just enjoy the show," he replied, his voice low and seductive as he pressed a gentle kiss to her neck.

Feeling his warmth enveloping her, Nila melted into Shubman's embrace, her heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and anticipation. His touch sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't ignore. As she leaned into him, she could feel the heat radiating off his body, drawing her in like a moth to a flame.

Shubman's arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space between them. Their bodies pressed together, fitting like two pieces of a puzzle as they reveled in the closeness of their embrace. Nila's breath caught in her throat as she looked up into Shubman's eyes, a silent plea echoing in the depths of her gaze.

Without a word, Shubman leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Nila's heart raced as she responded eagerly, her hands tangling in his hair as she deepened the kiss. The world fell away around them, leaving only the two of them locked in a dance of desire and longing.

Lost in the moment, Shubman gently guided Nila backwards until her back hit the edge of the table. She gasped in surprise, her eyes widening as Shubman trapped her against the hard surface, his body pressing against hers with a delicious weight.

Their kiss grew more fervent, each touch igniting a wildfire of passion between them. Nila's fingers trailed along Shubman's back, tracing the contours of his muscles with a feather-light touch. 

She felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins, her body arching towards his as she surrendered herself to the intoxicating pull of their connection.

Shubman's lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of fiery kisses in their wake. Nila's breath hitched as she felt his teeth graze her skin, sending electric shocks of pleasure racing through her body. She moaned softly, her hands clutching at his shoulders as she surrendered herself completely to the intensity of their desire.

In that moment, nothing else mattered but the two of them, lost in a world of their own making. And as they surrendered to the heat of their passion, they knew that this was just the beginning of a love story that would burn brightly for all eternity.

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As the intensity of their embrace began to ebb, Nila reluctantly pulled away from Shubman, her breath coming in short, uneven gasps. Despite the overwhelming desire that still pulsed between them, a small voice in the back of her mind reminded her of the task at hand.

"I should probably finish packing," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she moved away from him, the heat of their shared moment still lingering in the air.

Shubman's gaze followed her as she retreated, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Right, packing," he echoed, his tone laced with amusement as he watched her busying herself with the task.

Nila flashed him a sheepish grin over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue. "Yeah, it's kind of important, considering we're leaving tonight," she replied, her voice tinged with a hint of embarrassment.

Shubman chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with affection as he crossed the room to stand beside her. "Don't worry, love. I'll let you finish packing," he teased, his tone playful as he gently nudged her shoulder.

Nila rolled her eyes playfully, though she couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at her lips. "Thanks, Shubman. I appreciate the help," she said, her voice filled with gratitude as she returned to the task at hand.

As she began to gather her belongings, Shubman watched her with a mixture of admiration and affection. Despite the whirlwind of emotions that had swept through them, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him in Nila's presence.

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Nila moved about her room with purpose, selecting her outfit for the journey ahead. She reached for a navy blue kurta top, its soft fabric draping elegantly over her frame, and paired it with a comfortable pair of jeans. With a satisfied nod, she slipped into her favorite white Converse sneakers, their familiar feel grounding her amidst the flurry of activity.

Shubman watched her with a fond smile, his gaze lingering on her as she moved about the room. "Looking good, love," he remarked, his voice filled with admiration as he admired her choice of attire.

Nila turned to face him, a grin spreading across her lips at his compliment. "Thanks, Shubman. I figured comfort is key for a long flight," she replied, her tone light and playful as she adjusted the hem of her kurta top.

Shubman nodded in agreement, his eyes tracing the contours of her figure appreciatively. "Definitely. Plus, you look stunning in anything you wear," he added, his words laced with sincerity as he met her gaze.

Nila's cheeks flushed with warmth at his words, a pleased smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "You're too sweet," she murmured, feeling a flutter of butterflies in her stomach at his compliment.

With a final touch, Nila adorned her ears with a pair of delicate jhumkas, their intricate design adding a touch of elegance to her ensemble. Satisfied with her appearance, she turned to Shubman with a grin. "Ready to go?" she asked, her voice tinged with excitement.

Shubman nodded eagerly, a grin spreading across his face as he reached for her hand. "Absolutely. Let's make some memories," he replied, his eyes shining with anticipation as they prepared to embark on their journey together.

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soups rants!!

the third chapter has arrived!

for 2 people who are fake dating, they kiss a lot

and man, he's so into her

so do comment on how this chapter was

but anyway

hope y'all enjoyed it!

- yours truly, supraja