The cold night air hangs heavy around them, but Prachi can't feel much of it anymore. The adrenaline rush from escaping the kidnappers has worn off, and now the pain in her leg is becoming more prominent. She winces slightly as she tries to take a step, but the sharp pain in her calf shoots up, and she stumbles a little. Ranbir notices her wobble and immediately rushes to her side, his face filled with concern.

Ranbir (voice filled with worry):

"Prachi... tum theek ho? Tumhara leg... yeh kya ho gaya (Prachi... are you okay? What happened to your leg...?)"

Esha: Mujhe bas yah pasand hai ki vah usake liye kitana chintit hai(I just love how concerned he is for her...)🥺

She tries to stand tall and assures him with a weak smile, but the pain is too much to hide now. Prachi hisses as her hand touches her calf, feeling the blood still wet on her skin.

Prachi (softly, trying to smile):

"Kuch nahi... bas... unhone... unke chair ki shard se... scratch ho gaya(It's nothing... just... from the chair's shard... I got scratched...)"

Ranbir's face immediately darkens with worry. He crouches down, looking at the wound, and his brow furrows when he sees the bleeding mark on her leg. The scratch is deep enough to cause a wound, and the blood has started to stain her clothes. His heart races in panic as he stands up again, moving swiftly.

Ranbir (determined):

"Tum bilkul bhi chalne nahi paoge. Tumhe hospital le jana padega. Bilkul bhi zakhm ke saath mat raho(You can't walk at all. I'll take you to the hospital. You can't stay with that wound.)"

Before Prachi can protest or tell him she's fine, Ranbir moves even faster, swiftly lifting her up in his arms—cradling her close to his chest, bridal style. Prachi is taken aback, her breath hitching at the suddenness of it. She feels his strong arms supporting her as he lifts her effortlessly, his heart beating in his chest, louder than hers.

Esha: Their first bridal carry!🥰

Prachi (wide-eyed, flustered):

"R-Ranbir! Ye... ye tum kya kar rahe ho(Ranbir! W-what are you doing?)"

Ranbir's face softens as he looks down at her, his concern deepening, but there's also a sense of calm determination in his eyes. He doesn't respond with words immediately, instead just ensuring that she's comfortable in his arms.

Ranbir (softly but firmly):

"Chup raho, Prachi. Tumhe kahi bhi jane ki zarurat nahi. Main tumhe lekar hospital jaunga(Be quiet, Prachi. You don't need to go anywhere. I'll take you to the hospital.)"

Her heart races not just from the pain in her leg but from the unexpected warmth of his embrace. It feels like a strange combination of safety and vulnerability, and she's not sure how to process the emotions flooding her. She can't remember the last time anyone cared for her this much, let alone held her in such a protective way.

Prachi (softly, a little breathless):

"Par... tumhe... aise nahi karna chahiye tha(But... you shouldn't have done this...)"

Ranbir shakes his head, cutting her off gently. His voice is tender, his hands carefully adjusting her in his arms so she feels more at ease.

Ranbir (with soft affection):

"Tumse zyada kuch sochne ka waqt nahi hai, Prachi. Tumhare liye jo bhi karna padega, main karunga(There's no time to think about anything else, Prachi. Whatever I need to do for you, I'll do it.)"

Prachi's heart skips a beat at his words. The sincerity in his voice, the depth of care he shows without hesitation—it overwhelms her. She doesn't know how to respond, but she can't help the soft sigh that escapes her lips as she leans into him. She feels a strange sense of relief in his embrace, something she hasn't allowed herself to feel in a long time.

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"Chehre mein tere khud ko main dhoondhun

Aankhon ke darmiyan tu ab hai is tarah

Khwaabon ko bhi jagah na mile..."

(I search for myself in your face

Now you're there in my eyes in such a way that

Even my dreams don't have any space there)

The rain starts falling unexpectedly, a soft drizzle at first, which soon turns into a steady shower. Prachi, still in Ranbir's arms, feels the droplets hit her skin, cool and refreshing. The rain softens the tension that had been building, the air now heavy with the scent of earth and wet leaves. She gently pulls away from Ranbir, her feet touching the ground as she steps out into the open, a smile forming on her face as she looks up at the sky.

Prachi (closing her eyes, a soft laugh escaping her lips):

"Pehli baar... aise barish mein... kisi ke saath khada hoon. Bilkul filmy lag raha hai(For the first time... standing in the rain with someone like this. It feels so filmy.)"

"Yeh mausam ki baarish

Yeh baarish ka pani

Yeh pani ki boondein..."

(This seasonal rain

The water of this rain

The drops of water)

Esha: Baarish ke neeche premi(Lovers under the rain!)🌧

Ranbir watches her, a soft smile tugging at his lips. The way she is bathed in the rain, looking like she's in her own little world, completely carefree—it makes his heart race in ways he can't describe. The scene feels straight out of a Bollywood movie, and he can't help but be drawn to her even more in that moment. He steps forward, reaching out as if to join her, his hand almost brushing against hers.

"Tujhe hi toh dhoondhe

Yeh milne ki khwahish

Yeh khwahish purani"

(They search only for you

This desire to meet

This desire is old)

Ranbir (softly, almost to himself):

"Tum... itni khoobsurat ho, Prachi. Pata nahi... kis din tumhe apne dil ka haal bata paunga(You... are so beautiful, Prachi. I don't know when I'll be able to tell you what's in my heart...)"

"Ho poori tujhi se meri yeh kahani"

(My story is complete only because of you)

Prachi slowly opens her eyes, feeling a sudden warmth spread through her chest as she hears his words. Their eyes lock, and in that brief second, it feels like time stops. The world around them fades away, leaving only the two of them, standing in the rain. Ranbir takes a step closer, his gaze soft yet intense, as if he's ready to say something he's been holding back for a long time.

In that moment, Ranbir feels his heart pounding, his desire to kiss her overwhelming. He raises his hand, his fingers gently brushing her hair away from her face. Their faces are so close now, the warmth between them tangible, almost electric. He leans in slowly, his lips just inches from hers.

"Hawaon se tera pata poochta hoon

Ab toh aaja tu kahin se

Parindon ki tarah yeh dil hai safar mein" 

(I ask the winds for your address

Please come from somewhere

My heart is on a journey like the birds)

Ranbir (barely above a whisper):

"Prachi... tumhe pata hai, main tumse... bahut kuch kehna chahta hoon(Prachi... you know, there's so much I want to say to you...)"

"Tu mila de zindagi se

Bas itni ilteja"

(Introduce me to life

I have just this one request)

Esha: They are finally going to kiss! 🙈

The words hang in the air, and for a split second, it feels like they're about to share that first, long-awaited kiss. Prachi's heart races, her breath catching in her throat. She doesn't move, doesn't pull away, her body frozen in the moment. She wants it... she wants him to kiss her, but something deep within her holds her back.

"Tu aake ik dafa

Joh dil ne na kaha jaan le"

(That you come for once

And learn what my heart hasn't said yet)

Just as their lips are about to meet, a loud crack of thunder breaks through the silence, startling both of them. The world snaps back into focus, and the moment is shattered. Ranbir pulls back slightly, his gaze still locked with hers, but the sudden interruption makes the connection feel incomplete.

"Yeh mausam ki baarish

Yeh baarish ka pani

Yeh pani ki boondein"

(This seasonal rain

The water of this rain

The drops of water)

Esha: Duniya unhe hamesha alag kyon karati hai...yahaan tak ki prakrti bhi(Why does the world always pull them apart...even nature!)😭

Prachi (taking a small step back, her heart still pounding):

"Yeh kya tha, Ranbir? Kyun... kyun ruk gaye(What was that, Ranbir? Why... why did you stop?)"

"Tujhe hi toh dhoondhe

Yeh milne ki khwahish"

(They search only for you

This desire to meet)

Esha: Vah use chaahati hai...tumhe pata hai(She wants him to...you know)😍

Ranbir's expression shifts, his mind spinning. He can see the hesitation in her eyes, the way she's retreating slightly, as though she's unsure of what just happened. He doesn't want to push her, especially after everything that's happened, but the desire to kiss her, to be with her, is overwhelming.

"Yeh khwahish purani

Ho poori tujhi se meri yeh kahani"

(This desire is old

My story is complete only because of you) 

Ranbir (softly, his voice a little strained):

"Mujhe lagta hai... tum... tum ready nahi ho abhi... tumhe jo samajhna hai, tum samajh paogi. Main... main tumhe kabhi force nahi karunga(I feel like... you're not ready yet... whatever you need to understand, you will. I'll never force you.)"

Prachi looks at him, her heart heavy with emotions she can't quite place. She feels a surge of warmth for him, but the confusion in her heart—about her past, about Kunal—holds her back. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself.

Prachi (softly, almost to herself):

"Main... main kya chahti hoon, mujhe khud nahi pata... par... main... main tumse pyaar kar rahi hoon... par kaise, kahan se shuru karoon(I... I don't even know what I want... but... I think I'm falling for you... but how, where do I even start...?)"

Esha: She finally admitted!😲

Ranbir sees the conflict in her eyes. He knows there's more to her hesitation, and he wants to help her figure it out. But he also knows he can't push her into anything. Instead, he takes a deep breath, running a hand through his wet hair, and then gently reaches out for her hand.

Ranbir (softly, with a reassuring smile):

"Tumhare saath jo bhi hoga, Prachi... main hamesha tumhare saath hoon... tumhe apni raah dikhane mein madad karunga, bas tum mujhe apne saath rakhna(Whatever happens with you, Prachi... I'll always be with you... I'll help you find your way, just keep me by your side.)"

Esha: Nooo! Sirf hamane hi suna(Only we heard)🤧

Prachi stares at him, her heart torn. She wants to believe him, she wants to trust him, but the weight of her past keeps pulling her back. She finally looks away, her voice barely a whisper as the rain continues to fall around them.

Prachi (whispering):

"Main tumse kuch kehna chahti hoon, Ranbir... par... main khud ko samajh nahi pa rahi hoon(I want to say something to you, Ranbir... but... I can't understand myself right now...)"

"Yeh khwahish purani

Ho poori tujhi se meri yeh kahani"

(This desire is old

My story is complete only because of you)

Ranbir simply nods, understanding the turmoil she's feeling, and pulls her into a comforting embrace.