Aashna's pov:

It was around 5 in the evening.

I was coming home from uni and I had a call from Shahneel di.

"Hello Aashna?" She says.

"Hello?"

"Can u come?" She says.

"Where?"

"Actually Shubman ne run lete time apna ankle sprain kr liya aur ab isse chala bhi nhi ja rha!" She says.

"Kya??? Shahneel di wo theek to he na? Zyada lg gyi he kya??" I ask.

"Nhi bas ankle hi sprain hua he aur ab ye khana nhi kha rha, I'm trying to make him eat and he just won't!" She tells me.

"Arey baccha he kya, khana kyu nhi kha rha, ussey bolo khana kahaye warna!!!-"

"Warna kya?" It's Shubman on the line.

"Warna wahi aa kr itna marungi tumhe, itna marungi, chup chap khana khao!!" I scream at him.

"Haan haan me toh yahi chah rha hu, ki tum aa jao..-"

"Shubman-"

"Please aa jao, pleeeaaase."

"Accha ok, wait, agar me khilaungi toh khaoge?"

"I will, but you'll have to stay with ne as well!"

"What do you mean stay, like a sleepover?"

"Will you come?"

"Depends, I'll only come if that sleepover means only sleeping, nothing more than that!"

"Sleeping plus movies plus food plus cuddling."

"Wow, ok wait for me, send me your location."

We hang up and he sends me his location.

I reach home and rush to my room to get my night supplies. Then I call my aunt and inform her that I'm going to stay with Shubman tonight.

I drive up to his hotel and call him for his room number.

He tells me he's sending his assistant to get me.

Uh! I hate that girl.

A few moments after I've entered the reception, I see her coming towards me with that bitchy frown.

"Chalo! Jaldi, mere paas aur bhi kaam he!" She says.

"Excuse me! You can be a bit polite!"

She rolls her eyes and starts guiding me towards the elevator.

"What's up with you, like are you like that with everyone? Or is it just me?"

"Yk what? Me and Shubman used to fuck, a lot! but after he went to australia in December, he's just completely ignoring me and I, for some reason, know it's because of YOU!!" she half-shouts at me.

I met Shubman for the first time in December, when he bumped into me at the airport.

"That's right! I hate you! And it's not just me, he used to hook up with every other girl, almost every night, so don't think I'm the bitch, he's not so innocent either and you should know that!" She says to me.

The elevator stops and we step out and she walks me to Shubman's door.

"Thanks for the information....but I still think you're a bitch, and it doesn't matter to me who he WAS with before me, what matters is that what he's doing now! So don't be more of a bitch than you already are and don't try to manipulate me to breakup with him!" I say and ring his bell.

Shahneel di opens the door for me and pulls me in the room and in for a hug.

"Kaisa he baccha?" She asks me.

"Me to sahi hu!! Aap theek ho?"

"Me theek hu, tere cramps theek he?"

I make a face.

"Yk how 2nd day cramps are! Me theek hu, lekin isko kya hua?" I say pointing at Shubman who's smiling at me.

"Pair tod ke baitha he! Kya zaroorat thi ulta-seedha bhagne ki?" She shouts at him.

"Accha, to esi baat he." I furrow my eyebrows.

"Arey me kya karun? Meri kya galti he wo beech me aa gya to?" He says.

I walk up to him and sit on his side.

"Kesa feel ho rha he, dard ho rha he zyada?"

"Ab theek he, kucch zyada nhi he."

"Chalo khana khao."

"Tumne bola tha ki tum khilaogi!" He whines.

That's right, but I'm a bit shy, it's ok with Shubman but shahneel di is also here. I turn my head to look at her.

"Uhh...haan wo me....."

I think she realised and made a call to someone and left the room.

"Lao kahan he, abhi khilati hun?" I say.

And I take the bowl and start feeding him with a fork.

"Sharma rhi thi na?" He says.

"Esa nhi he....bss ye thoda sa private he yk, mtlb abhi toh he, baad me shayad sahi ho jaye?" I tell him.

After I've fed him, it's already 8 at night. So I decide to go to the bathroom and carry my night routine.

"Accha suno, wait for me, I'll see u in a bit." I say to him

"It's alright take your time."

I enter the bathroom and keep my vanity products neatly, then I take a shower and mist and moisturize my body, then I put on my night creams and wear a new pad, and some cute night suit, then I brush my hair and leave it open as I like to sleep with open hair.

Ik white hates red but I love it!.
Plus I have a very good history of my pads not leaking.

I come out of the bathroom after around 40 minutes and I see Shubman on his phone.

"My goodness, do you always take that long or is it just today?" He says.

"Always since I was 20." I say and walk up to him.

Just then, we hear the doorbell ring.

"Can you recieve? Shahneel hogi shayad se." I walk to the door and open it.

It's Kanisha, Shubman's assistant. She eyes me up and down like she's judging my outfit.

"I need to talk to Shubman." She says emphasizing his name.

"It's your assistant." I say to him.

"Send her in." He says.

"I have a name, kanisha!" She says while passing by me.

"Your medical team wants to follow the treatment procedure, M.I.C.E" she says.

(Ok so for all those who don't know what MICE is, it is a healing technique for sprains, 'M' stands for mobilisation, 'I' stands for ice, 'C' stands for compression and 'E' stands for elevation.)

"Right now? It's like 9." Shubman asks her.

"Ok fine then I'm gonna tell them that you don't want it, of course now that you're busy with your girlfriend."

"Oh for fucks sake, Kanisha don't overreact, bring them I'm gonna have it." Shubman says in a serious tone.

She shrugs and leaves the room but not before turning to me and saying.

"Aren't you getting a little too comfortable with each other?"

I just give her a look and she leaves.

"Alright! This is getting out of hand and....she's always like that with me."

"What did she say to you?" Shubman asks me clenching his jaw.

"She said that...you used to hook up and yk stuff that doesn't really matter to me, about your past with her and she is so fucking rude, I'm not used to such things by a stranger! But don't worry Shub, it's alright, I don't care.."

"It doesn't make me think that you are.....yk like some bad image of you, for me, you're still my silly gilly, wow that's a nice nickname!"

I say while pulling his cheeks.

He smiles and the door opens and kanisha comes in again with the medical team.

I get up from the bed and let them treat Shubman.

I stand in one corner and Shahneel di comes to stand beside me.

They start to move his foot, which seems to be so painful for him and he clenches his jaw and holds the bedsheet tightly. It feels like someone is hurting me and I hold Shahneel di's hand.

With every movement, he deeply inhales and exhales.

"Ahhh!!" He half-shouts at one movement and I flinch and feel goosebumps erupting on my hands.

"Aah, fuck!!!" He shouts again and there are slight tears in his eyes which don't fall but I notice.

And then...there are tears in my eyes too, which of course I can't hold in and they start to fall.

Why am I crying? Like he's hurting and I'm crying, like those mothers who cry when their child gets hurt? But he's not my child, then what is he to me?

I've barely cried like that for people, mom, dad, once when he hurt himself while drunk, my dogs, all the time and my bestie. But not some stranger who I've met a few months ago and he's not a dog.

Shahneel di notices as I'm holding her hand a little too tight and also my hands are shaking. She pulls me into a hug and I start crying in her shoulder and she rubs my back.

"Arey tu kyu ro rhi he, tu pagal he kya? Tere thodi na sprain hua he!!" She says to me.

"Haa, ik par usey kitna dard ho rha he, mujhse nhi dekha ja rha.." and I erupt into another fit of crying.

After they've completed the sprain procedure, Shubman's foot is bandaged and supported.

He is lying on the bed with his eyes closed and Breathing deeply.

He opens his eyes and look at me while Shahneel di close the door.

"Isko dekh le, ye rone lag gyi tujhe dekh ke, me jaa rhi hu." She leaves us alone, I'm standing where I was a few moments ago.

"Come here." He says soflty and extends his arm towards me. I take his hand and he makes me sit beside him on the other side of the bed.

" kya hua?" He asks while cupping my face.

I shake my head.

"Tum kyu ro rhi ho? Huh? Lagi to mere he na?" He says with a laugh.

I pout my lip, ready to cry again.

"Accha sorry sorry, please don't cry again." He says and makes me sit on his thighs, like I'm straddling him. I snuggle into his chest.

I drop some tears on his shirt and he lifts my face. He wipes my tears with his thumbs.

"Ab batao, kyu ro rhi ho?" He asks me.

"Shut up! Ye koi puchne ki baat he? Tumhe dard ho rha he, isliye!" I shout at him.

"Arey arey! Dard mujhe ho rha he aur ro tum rhi ho? Ye kya logic he?" He says to me keeping his hands on my hips lightly.

"To tumhe ese dekh ke mujhe aa gya rona! Ab tum mujhse zyada questions mt pucho.." I say and hug him around his neck, inhaling his cologne.

He hugs me around my waist and keep his head on my shoulder.

We remain in that position for a while.

I caress his hair and he rubs my back.

We break the hug after some time.

"You ok?" He asks me.

I give him a look.

"Seriously? Chot tumhare lagi he aur puch mujje rhe ho? Are YOU ok?" I ask him.

"No! Can you kiss me better?" He says and I widen my eyes.

"What? ...I...I...what?" I blink my eyes again and again.

"Can you kiss me? Better?" He laughs.

"Shubman.... kya keh rhe ho? I mean.. main...uhh...." I'm blushing too hard.

It's not that I haven't kissed or made out with someone but it was always them initiating the kisses, and with the very few times when it was me, it was when I had gotten too comfortable with them....which was only with one guy....don't remember him please!!

It's not that I'm uncomfortable with Shubman but...I'm very shy in these romantic things, which I love but can't initiate.

"Kya hua? Mere liye ro sakti ho par mujhe kiss nhi kr sakti?" He said so confidently and I'm literally melting sitting in his lap.

"Rona is different, and you do realise know, that we haven't kissed yet?" I say to him.

"Tabhi to keh ra hun, we haven't even kissed yet!" He says.

"Ok fine! Close your eyes!"I say to him.

"This is not fair!" He says but closes his eyes anyways.

I slowly lean into him and peck his cheek and return to my position.

"Hain?? What did you just bluff me?!" He says and I laugh.

"What!? You didn't specify what kind of kiss you want!!" I laigh more.

"Accha abhi bataun?! Specification ki bacchi!!" He says with furrowed brows playfully.

"Why should I kiss you? I'm so shy! You can also......." I say by mistake and close my mouth.

"You can also what?" He pushes.

"No, I mean..-"

"Yes miss I know exactly what you mean, now if you'll let me do my thing?" He asks and leans closer.

I exhale a deep breath and hold my breath, my heart is hammering in my chest.

I look down and feel him coming closer and closer.

I feel his breath on my face and I look up to face him.

He captures my lips slowly in one action and slowly, we start moving our lips in sync.

I fist his t-shirt on his chest and he is holding my waist. He slowly brings his hands up to my face and holds my jaw, we are still kissing slowly.

He sucks on my lower lip as I do on his upper.

After some time, we slow down and separate.

I open my eyes slowly to find him looking at me. I blush and look down.

He smiles and hugs me. I rest my head on his shoulder and relax. Kissing someone for the first time has never been so good for me, he makes everything so comfortable, I just love him.

What did I just think?!

No, I mean, I don't love him but...yk what I mean. Ok fine! Maybe a little.

"Was it ok? For you?" I ask him.

"The best I've ever had till now." He says and I look at him.

"No way! Really?" I can't believe that this is his best.

"I swear to my god!" He says.

"The feeling is mutual, so don't you worry, Mr. Gill."

"Should we watch something?" He asks me.

We settle on watching friends and laugh a lot during it.

After that, we turn off the lights and cover ourselves as it's so cold and instinctively, I hug him and snuggle into his chest in the covers.

He holds me and I put my hands in his hair and begin to run through it.

He makes a satisfactory sound and pulls me closer so our chests our touching and it's not even awkward.

I don't realise when I drift off to sleep and I sleep that night so perfectly that I haven't slept in ages, being insomniac, I never really had a good sleep.

Shubman is the cure to my insomnia.

Shubman's pov:
(Asked for it)

I can't sleep.

My heart is beating loud.

Even though I'm calm.

The clamest I've ever been in a while.

My love is sleeping here beside me.

I'm caressing her hair, she looks so cute but also so fuckable at the same time.

I can't stop thinking about the tine when she'll marry me and we'll sleep like this every night.

I hug her close to me and close my eyes just inhaling her sweet smell.

My hand is at the curve of her waist and my head his touching her.

Our breaths are miced together.

And that's how I drift off to sleep

I love her so much.

AUTHOR'S RANT: Hey guys how are you!? My babies, you got this chapter, please vote share and comment, see you with the next chapter. I love you my lovebugs🥰🥰