Advika's POV

“What? Why are you looking at me like I just asked you for the moon?” I said, raising an eyebrow at Shravan’s baffled expression. “Don’t tell me you don’t know what a sanitary pad is.”

His ears turned red, and he cleared his throat.

“I know perfectly well,” he said, a bit too defensively. “I’ve just... never bought one before.”

“Well, congratulations! Today is your lucky day,” I said with a sweet, sarcastic smile. “Now go get me one before I ruin this fancy car seat of yours.”

His eyes widened, moving down to his precious leather upholstery. Shravan and his obsession with keeping possession pristine.

“You’re kidding, right?” he asked, his voice going high-pitched as he tried to smile nervously.

“Do I look like I’m joking?” I said flatly, clutching my abdomen as another cramp hit. “Shravan, if you don’t bring me pads right now and decide to speed off to the resort instead, this seat will be stained, and guess who’ll be cleaning it?”

"Who?" He asked blinking and gulping.

"You!" I said pointing at him.

"Periods tumhara, panga tumhara, saaf safai mai kyu karunga?" Shravan asked
("Period yours, problem yours, then why would I do the cleaning?")

“Because I’m your wife,” I said sweetly, giving him a smug look. “Or am I not?”

He opened his mouth to argue, then shut it with a frustrated sigh.

“You’re doing this as revenge for last night’s prank, aren’t you?”

My nose flared slightly, and I gave him a deathly look that could put this car on fire. He is just wasting my time, increasing my frustration.

“Okay, okay!” he said, raising his hands in surrender. He scrambled out of the car and ran toward the nearby mall like he was escaping a lion.

The thing that caught my attention was a flash of fear that I saw in his eyes.

The Shravan Singhania, who isn't afraid of even his father got scared of me? ... The cute little thing, Advika Gupta?

I waited in the car, squeezing my thighs tightly while Shravan went to buy pads for me. He marched toward the mall like a man on death row, his shoulders stiff and his walk determined.

I am glad that I don't bleed much in the first one to two hours of periods.

He took longer than I expected, and when he came back, he looked as if he was being chased by dogs. His face was red, and his hair was messy.

"Here" He immediately handed me a big bag which was packed with pads of every size, brand, and type imaginable: small, medium, large, with wings, without wings, ultra-thin, maxi, you name it.

"What the hell, Shravan?" I asked, looking at him as he started the engine. "I get periods for four to five days, not years."

He gave me a look with his side eye. Seems like something happened with him inside the mall which he didn't like. He looks a bit pissed but he didn't let it out on me.

"You didn't tell me which pad you wanted so I brought one of all that were available"

I laughed throwing my head back.

"We can open a shop with them. The headlines of the newspaper would be - 'Shravan Singhania: The pad man of the year"

I spread my hands dramatically. He gave me one sharp look which made me zip my lips. Seems like here I pushed his buttons. Though this is exactly what I wanted, I better know how to let him drive and reach his destination as soon as possible.

We then drove towards the resort, and the first thing I did was take a quick bath, clean my clothes, and use a pad. I did eeny, meeny, miny, moe to choose which one to use.

After I was clean and ready, I lay back on the bed and kept twisting from one side to another. The jumping and dancing girls shown in the pads advertisement are all a lie. In reality, it is so painful that you can't even move.

I was trying to sleep when a gentle knock on the door caught my attention.

"Bhabhiji, dinner is ready," Lucky said from behind, still standing at the door.

"I am not feeling like having anything. You may go" I told him.

They don't feel like having chapatis or rice these days. I prefer staying hungry to having boring food.

I scrolled down the phone for around half an hour, and once my eyes became heavy, I tried to sleep, but just when I was about to sleep, someone poked my belly.

"Have something"

"I don't want to have anything. Go from here, Lucky!" I said snuggling more into the blanket.

Suddenly the blanket was snatched off from me. My eyes widened and I was about to shout when my words caught in my throat as I found Shravan's face too close to mine.

"Shravan?" My eyebrows drew together in confusion.

Bss ek head ache ki hi kami thi... Lo wo bhi aa gaya.

"How could you even think that I would allow Lucky inside your room, let alone touch you"

I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh, definitely not in the mood to fight him. Right now my cramps are really bad. I was about to sleep somehow and he came to disturb me.

"What do you want?" I asked slightly irritated, still trying my best not to burst.

"You" he pouted.

"Huh?"

"You, having dinner"

I mentally slapped myself for jumping before listening to him fully.

"I already told Lucky..."

"I don't care what you told him," he said cutting me off "Sit back and have something"

"Shravan, my stomach is aching a lot... Please..."

"I know," he said softly, his eyes held... Care? "But I think you should at least see what I have for you"

He brought a bowl down, and my eyes widened with excitement; my stomach growled, and my mouth salivated.

"Aloo tikki!"

God!

In periods, I first like to have street-side spicy food and then lots of chocolate.

"How do you know I like them?" I asked, sitting back.

"Well, I know you like Samosas so I just guessed"

"You are good at guessing"

I giggled softly, but soon, a wince passed my lips when I tried to move. He immediately reached out and adjusted the pillows behind me. My body froze when he came too close but his entire focus was on his task.

My heart started pounding fast and I forced myself to look away when he walked to the other side of the bed.

I had to keep my emotions in check before they became the reason for my destruction.

"Here,"

Shravan once again grabbed my attention when he tried to place something on my stomach. My eyes widened when I found a hot bag.

"From... From where did it come?" I asked completely surprised

And then I looked at the right side of my coffee table, where I found chocolates as well. My heart swelled when I looked back at Shravan. All the anger and frustration for him from the last night evaporated with this gesture of his.

My throat felt heavy, and my eyes stung with tears, which I blinked back. No one has ever done anything like this for me.

He brought everything for me without even asking for it.

"How... How do you know so much about..." My throat was so full of emotions that I couldn't even complete myself.

Shravan sighed and handed me the bowl of aloo tikki before climbing on the bed and sitting beside me.

"Mom," he said with a smile, the love for his mother was clearly shining in his eyes. "When it was the time for Arya to get her first mensuration, she called both of us and taught us everything about it. So that Arya doesn't panic when she gets her first period, and I don't make fun of any girl as it is natural. Though it is the first time I am doing something like this for a girl"

I couldn't help but smile widely at his words. He looks so rough and tough from the outside, but from the inside, his heart is soft.

"And for this," he pointed at the aloo tikki, "I learned it from Dad. He used to bring spicy food for Mom every month because she used to crave it"

I smiled and had a spoonful of tikki, which tasted like absolute heaven.

"You love your dad as well. It is just that you don't realize it." The words tumble out of my mouth before I could think.

Shravan's body stiffened by my side, and he gulped. I shouldn't have said that when I know that he doesn't like to talk about his father.

"I respect him just because she loves my mom. That's it," he mumbled, looking away.

I really want to know why he hates his father so much, but for now, I just decided to let it go.

I gulped and immediately took a spoonful of tikki and took it towards his lips to distract him. His eyes flicked to the spoon before he shook his head.

"One bite won't make you fat, you can have extra pushups," I said to lighten his mood "One bite, please"

His eyes moved between the spoon and my face. He parted his lips slightly, probably to deny it, but before he could say anything, I pulled the spoon back and had a bite.

"Yeah! I forgot you won't have it, qki ye mera jhoota hai" (because this is ort)

He blinked and closed his slightly parted lips before letting out a deep sigh. Ignoring him I focused on finishing my tikki. Once done I placed the bowl aside.

"Chocolates." I spread my palm, and he handed me the biggest bar.

"Thanks" I smiled sheepishly before opening the packet and munching on it while pressing the hot bag more onto my abdomen.

"Don't you think I deserve more than just thanks for bringing pads for you?" He said.

"Oh come on, Shravan, you just brought pads, not the moon," I said with my mouth full of chocolate.

"I wouldn't have to face the embarrassment if I had gone to the moon. You don't have any idea how the people were staring at me when I went into the ladies section"

Unable to control myself, I burst into a fit of laughter imagining him.

"Stop laughing! It is not a matter of joke. They were looking at me as if I had committed a crime. Even in the modern world, it is still a taboo. This needs to change!" He said seriously

"Indeed," I said, still busy with the chocolate.

I told Garvit about this when he turned thirteen. I did my part and the world would change when everyone would take the responsibility of starting from their own home.

"Now, where were we?" He asked.

"At the moon," I said, taking another bite of the chocolate.

I am not a chocolate lover, to be honest, but the one in my hand tasted different and heavenly. I just can't stop.

"We were right here, in the room, and I was saying that I want something more than just thanks for bringing you pads,," he said.

"What do you want?" I asked turning my head.

His eyes slowly moved from the chocolate to my lips. His Adam's apple moved when he gulped hard.

What?

I moved the last piece of chocolate towards him which made him press his lips in a thin line and meet his eyes with me. I shrugged and popped the last piece into my mouth.

"Shravan, I am really thankful to you for the help but I don't have anything to give," I said while adjusting the hot bag on my lower abdomen so that I could lay back without slipping it.

"You can have anything you see fit"

I wasn't thinking much before saying, my whole focus was on the hot bag when suddenly I felt something on my cheeks.

My body froze, and my eyes snapped wide at the front wall.

It wasn't a thing!

It was a kiss!

Shravan kissed me... On the cheek!

All the heat rushed to my cheeks. I turned my head slightly to look at him and found that he was already under the covers.

Everything happened so fast that I couldn't believe it was reality or an illusion.

My fingers reached for my cheek. The tingling at the area where his lips touched my cheek proved that it was anything but an illusion.

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It's the longest chapter so far because I was happy with the response to the previous chapter ❤️ Let me know how this one was.

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I know, guys, you are waiting for their intimate scenes, but believe me, I want them to feel love before jumping on each other 😭 Before they touch each other's bodies, I want them to touch heart and soul 🥹 I can't write intimate scenes without the couple feeling anything for each other. That's lust, not love 🥲

I hope you will understand and let the story go with the flow ✨

The relationship advice in the previous chapter was that when one person is angry, even if it's unnecessary or unreasonable, the other should remain calm and silent. Responding with anger can escalate the situation, but staying quiet gives space for emotions to settle and allows for a more constructive conversation later.

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