♡Roshni's POV♡

I and Gaurav have come for honeymoon.

Yesterday after completing the temple ritual, we visited my home for the pagphere ritual, last one from my side of the family. It consisted of a normal lunch and giving him a few gifts or cash envelopes as a gesture to bless him.

My family was more concerned in pampering him, THEIR SON-IN-LAW and I used that time to enjoy lunch with my three Musketeers.

Later, Gaurav helped me to arrange my things in his room before we packed the small bags for the honeymoon.

Well I agreed to stay in his room for two reasons. One, we feared of his parents or siblings coming anytime as they have the keys. Two, we have to be comfortable with each other in every way because when we go on a family trip or visit some relative's home then we shouldn't worry about sharing a room or bed.

Plus, Sourav wouldn't have booked two rooms or two single beds.

But what he booked, scared the hell out of me.

A few vanilla scented candles are placed around the room. The lights are dim and the air conditioner is set at the lowest temperature. The bed has a large heart made with red rose petals. The curtains are shut and a bottle of red wine with two glasses is resting on the wooden table at the end of the bed.

There is also a bowl of fresh strawberries and a huge basket of nearly 50 condoms placed on the dressing table.

Who the hell needs so many condoms for just one week?

Suddenly I regret my decision to come for honeymoon. I would have rested at the guest room of his home alone in the safety.

"I will make this room a bit.....umm livable for us."

I haven't faced him from the last 10 minutes of entering this room and I have no courage to do that any time soon. I guess, the basket of condoms will forever haunt my memory and make me shiver in embarrassment.

Sourav is a dangerous man and NEVER accept any gift from him EVER AGAIN.

I watch him rolling the top sheet and keeping it aside to remove the heart. He turns on the lights to normalize the effect and slides the curtains open, allowing us to have the beach view. Keeping the wine bottle and strawberries in the mini fridge, he throws the condoms in the dustbin.

Then he faces me to gesture towards the bed to sit, but I take the coffee table's armchair near the window and take a view of the beach. It's quite peaceful and calm, perfect for relaxing.

But I am still terrified with Sourav's stunt to relax.

"It's 4 pm. We will rest for the day and go to roam tomorrow."

I turn to find him, sitting on the edge of the bed and nod at his words, making him sigh in defeat.

"I didn't knew, my brother would go to this level. Honestly, I was just expecting flowers and candles or something similar. Not strawberries, wine or condoms. Can you not be so uptight with me? You know, I am too scared of Jinal to even hold your hand without your consent."

I catch the humor in his eyes and allow a chuckle to escape my lips, while relaxing my back against the couch. He grins and offers to call for coffee, while I decide to take a shower.

I am glad to not find any of Sourav's surprise waiting in the bathroom for me.

Trust me, I am truly glad.

#

I place my hands over the railing of the balcony and allow the midnight breeze to tease my skin. The weather is pleasant and the moonlight casting over the empty beach is too mesmerizing to sleep.

Today, we had spend the day in the room as planned by watching a movie in the room with coffee and strawberries. Yes, we did eat them and they were super yummy if we ignored the reason for which Sourav had ordered them.

Sure Gaurav teased me by holding a strawberry in his mouth and wrapping an arm around my shoulder to pull me for sharing the fruit directly. But I stuffed 5 strawberries in his mouth as revenge, which took him 10 minutes to chew without dropping any or messing the bed. And the best part, I recorded his struggle in my phone and threaten him to circulate the same to all our friends. So, there was no teasing for the rest of the day.

Then we had dinner in the resort's restaurant and spent sometime in the lawn, just sitting in silence before he felt sleepy. He was working till late last night for being able to take a week's leave stress-free.

But I was unable to sleep and entered the balcony, connecting with the bedroom to enjoy the beauty of the night.

"Are you fine?"

I turn to face him and nod with a smile, while assuring, "Just wasn't tired enough to sleep and the weather is so pleasant."

He turns to lean his back against the railing and I state, "You should go and sleep, I am not a baby to tuck in the bed and read a bedtime story. I will sleep when I am sleepy."

He denies after shaking his head, "I am not so tired that I can't give you a few minutes of company."

His words make me ask a question that has always bothered me, "Why do you always keep me above yourself? I mean, it's good to be cared by someone, but you are doing since day one and still you don't know much about me. Plus, I am nothing special, except owning the title of your wife."

He chuckles at my words before reasoning, "You can blame my ex for my habits to keep you above me. Because it was always her needs, comforts and wishes first then mine. But mine never got an opportunity to be fulfilled because till then her new demands would develop. So, I became a caregiver."

I look at him, not willing to comment something and make him upset over his past. I can understand, how painful that can be.

I turn to enjoy the waves again and feel him, moving closer to me before asking, "Can I ask you something?"

I nod without facing him and he asks again, "Why are you always hesitant in accepting any help or benefit? Do you feel shy or you don't trust me enough?"

I shake my head with a smile, while facing him and state the reason, "You can blame my ex for my habits. It was always about him over me."

He grabs my hand as he notices my eyes glistening at the painful memories. Why was it normal for him to share and difficult for me?

Maybe because I have never talked about my emotions and opinion apart from my three Musketeers, but they had their own limitations and couldn't help me much. Though, I never complained because they did try their level best.

I am pulled out of my thoughts by his next words, "How about we try to fix it?"

I face him with a frown and ask, "Fix what?"

He answers, "This habit of ours."

I remain confused and he explains, "We are habitual of giving more than receiving, which has developed many pending wishes in our heart and it hurts us somewhere, whether we accept it or not. How about we fix it as you had mentioned on the day of our wedding that the efforts will be equal in this friendship. So, let me take care of you, your needs and wishes, you do the same for me till we have a balance of receiving and giving in our life, plus fulfil our pending wishes."

I raise my eyebrows at his proposal and comment, "Sounds interesting."

He asks with a smile, "So?"

What harm can it cause? Accepting this proposal shouldn't hurt anyone and we have to live together, so we need to care for each other. It's just an innocent proposal to keep us happy and complete the pending wishes or satisfy the hidden craving.

Nope, it won't hurt anyone.

I agree with a nod and he rubs his hands in excitement before instructing, "Let's go."

I ask with a deep frown, "Go? Go where?"

He grins childishly before informing, "I always wanted to take a walk, bare foot on the beach at midnight. Plus, you are loving the weather. So, why not enjoy it to the fullest?"

Before I can react, he removes his slippers and tosses it away. Then sits on the railing before turning towards the beach and jumps off to land on the sand. My eyes widen in shock and I find him, gesturing me to come out.

But I deny with fear, "I am not jumping off here. I will come through the normal human's way."

He nags with a pout, "Come on, Your Majesty. It's just a four feet high railing from the surface and jumping on the sand won't hurt you. Please."

I just agreed to fulfil his wish, so I didn't deny his pleads and remove my slippers to jump off the railing, which makes him clap in encouragement.

I swear, if I break my bones then I will use all of Jerry's weapons on him.

But after landing on the sand, the excitement and happiness on his face seems to fade away my anger. He did crave many things in his life and I can at least help to satisfy those pending wishes after everything he has done for me.

The walk was calming and peaceful as we made small talks about our friends. I came to know, Jay and Durga had once gone on date with someone else from their college batch to make each other jealous. But ended up kissing in front of their dates, when Durga's date held her hand. I never assumed, Jay to be so possessive and that's so cute.

I shared about Navu and her husband's first serious fight over a small misunderstanding, which converted the innocent angel into a fire dragon. I, Candy and Jerry were her victim for a good week. Though it sounds funny now, but at that time, it was terrifying.

Till the time we came back to our room, it was 3 am and we were too tired to even say good night before crashing on the bed.

#

The next morning, I woke up at the sound of waves and birds singing. But when I open my eyes, I am met with darkness.

Is it still night? Then why are the birds singing?

Slowly my senses starts working and I feel the bed is hard against my head, it is rising and falling at a steady speed, little hot air is teasing my baby hairs and a weight is placed over the back of my shoulder.

Wait! Bed is hard, it's rising and falling, little hot air and a weight on my back.

I immediately pull away and sit on the bed to find him, wide awake and smiling at me.

I was sleeping on his CHEST!

Before I can react, he comments, "You are quite a rigid cuddling bunny."

I frown at his words and he explains after straightening up a little to rest his back against the bed rest, "You wouldn't leave me entire night even if I tried to remove your hands off me a few times. Then I allowed you to cuddle and you slept as calmly as a baby."

I lower my gaze as this is true because even Ruchi complains that I hold her in my sleep. I never understood the reason and even Navu failed to scrutinise the reason. She is a doctor and assumed that maybe it's stress.

But Ruchi used to be angry and even Mummy scolded me for ruining her precious slumber. I had to make pillow wall to prevent myself from holding her. Because I am a deep sleeper and don't realise a thing when I am sleeping.

So, I apologise to him, "I am sorry."

He holds my hand, making me face him and states, "Don't be. It's just your loneliness and craving for support that makes you hold someone during your slumber. Because at that time, you are unable to control your emotions and you subconsciously demand it."

But I deny his words in a harsh tone, "No, it just happens sometimes. It's no big deal."

Then he challenges me, "I doubt that it's no big deal because it didn't just happen last night, it is happening since the wedding night and you were equally rigid each time."

I look away to avoid his piercing gaze and start to shift towards the edge of the bed to stand. But he holds my hand and pulls me back.

He explains, "I am neither judging you nor complaining. I am trying to be your friend and if holding me helps your insecurities then I don't mind obliging to your demands. Roshni, please allow me."

I turn to face him and snap, "What help? What to allow you for? I am not a charity case, Gaurav. I can take care of myself and before you entered my life, I was taking care of myself on my own. Will you stop treating me as a fragle doll? I will make a pillow wall to not disturb you henceforth and back at your home, I will sleep in the guest room, alright?"

Without allowing him to respond, I release my hand from his grip and rush towards the bathroom. I lock the door and sit on the edge of the bathtub as tears start escaping from my eyes.

Second time, this is the second time when he has made me cry. Why is he trying to scratch my old wounds? I am not lonely or craving for support. I have myself and that's enough.

I wipe my tears to avoid becoming weak, but my stupid eyes keep developing more tears to spill out.

Stupid, stupid eyes. Don't they have seeing and blinking work? Why are they dehydrating me by spilling the tears? Brainless eyes.

I keep wiping my eyes with the napkin and glance at my reflection on the mirror to find them turned red. Great, now he will ask thousand questions and keep nagging me for explanation.

I close my eyes and remember something, which can make mr angry to avoid crying. Anger always kills your sadness or vulnerability. Because when you cry it leads to craving a company, but when you are angry it makes people run away from you in fear. Thus, it kills the emotions and gets rid of people.

That means he will leave me alone now.

I walk towards the wash basin and splash cold water over my face to relax my eyes. I wipe my face and look at myself to find no improvement in them.

I sigh in defeat and walk back to the door to exit.

The room is silent and thankfully he is no where to be found. So, I make my way towards the bed and lay on my stomach to take a nap. I need to feel numb and sleeping helps to do that to me.

I close my eyes, only to open again as I hear the door of the room open and shut.

So much for the peaceful slumber.

I hear his footsteps till he comes into my view and lays on his stomach beside me, while looking into my eyes. Concern and care is visible in his expression, but I am not going to become his charity case.

Nope. Never.

He continues to stare at me for a minute before informing, "I have got chocolates for you. I didn't know, what makes you feel better and Jay always gets chocolates for Durga when she is upset. So, I got some assorted ones for you."

I want to slap him for speaking now when I am irritated with my mood, but also want to hug him for getting the chocolates.

See, I am not fit for a company that's why I didn't wanted to marry.

I don't react to his words and just stare at him before he requests, "Say something."

I sniff and order, "Keep your mouth shut."

He presses his lips, not saying a word and stares at me innocently, frustrating me with his actions.

I order, "Stop staring at me."

He closes his eyes immediately and remains still on the bed, not moving an inch. I press my lips to not smile at his obedience.

But I feel guilty for misbehaving with him.

So, I apologise, "Sorry."

But he neither opens his eyes nor replies to my words and this time, I request, "Say something."

Then he does the most innocent and cutest act on the God's green, but slowly polluting planet earth.

He presses his lips together and clenches his eyes tighter before moving his hand to point his index finger towards me then at his face.

A chuckle escapes my lips and I request, "Please open your eyes and talk to me."

He obeys with a smile and explains, "I don't know, how to handle you, so obeying your words is the only solution, I had."

I sniff before informing, "I isolate myself whenever I am angry or upset. I don't even talk with my friends."

He questions with a frown, "And they let you stay alone?"

I clarify, "I lie to them by informing that I am busy with some work or sleeping. So, they never get to know about my mood."

He informs with concern, "They care for you, Roshni."

I reply with a nod, "I know. But I have such episodes a few times in a month. How much will I trouble them and it makes me feel selfish to always talk about my problems. I am not a kid to keep crying over their shoulders on each incident."

He shifts closer to me before offering, "My shoulders are strong enough to handle one or two incidents in a month."

I shake my head and deny, "I don't need any shoulder. I have mine own, strong and reliable."

He doesn't say a word and observes me with scrutinizing gaze for a long moment. Suddenly I feel nervous and try to shift away, only for him to hold my arm to keep me still.

He whispers, "Expecting will not make you selfish or a kid. It will only open you up and allow the other person to help you."

I whisper back, "Expecting has always given me empty hands and tears."

He whispers, "Try one last time."

I chuckle bitterly and announce, "Sorry Mr. Khanna, the service, which you are trying to avail is permanently vanished from the God's green, but slowly polluting planet earth. Try with another service provider."

He pleads, "Can I get a small extension?"

My eyes tear up and I shake my head before closing them to take a nap. I had enough for today. No more talks or discussion for me. Just nothing.

Thankfully, he doesn't say a word and I fall into the comforting darkness.

#

I feel better after a long nap of 4 hours and stomach full of food. I indeed feel better.

Now I can tolerate my life.

Though he is a bit hesitant and careful with his approach. Not teasing, joking or making sexual comments on the situations.

I feel guilty for scaring and shouting at him, so I propose to go at the local market for roaming. He agrees without a thought and we leave our room to explore the city for the first time after arriving here.

As we roamed around the market, our moods started to become normal and we talked casually like yesterday. No sign of awkwardness or hesitation seems to remain in our behaviour for which I am thankful.

He was back to calling me "Your Majesty" and being himself basically.

Cheerful and naughty.

At present, we have come to a cafe for some refreshing drinks after nearly dehydrating ourselves with the constant walking from 3 hours.

As we drink in silence, he complains dramatically, "You have no respect for your handsome and gorgeous new 'male' friend. You never even compliment him for his looks."

I realise, he is talking about himself, but I don't give in, "But won't Durga mind if I complimented Jay that he is so sexy and his hot body is to die for?"

He glares at me and I start laughing as he points at our right to inform, "You have no respect for me, but look at that foreigner, she is eyeing me from top to bottom lustfully."

I follow his finger's direction to find indeed a Canadian beautiful girl, eyeing him with an intention to rape him.

I won't deny that he is handsome, especially with his six pack abs, sun-kissed skin tone and unique aqua blue eyes.

Now how I know about his six pack abs, well I happen to be sitting in the room when he exited the bathroom in only a towel on the very first morning at his home. I remember, screaming at the top of my voice and covering my eyes before he ran inside the washroom. While Jay and Durga came to check if I am fine.

It was an awkward encounter and the couple laughed their lungs out. Now I make sure to stay away from the bathroom door whenever he goes for a shower.

Coming back to the reality, I tease him, "She is not eyeing you lustfully, she is eyeing you to understand from where did the Indian Government import this ugly creature?"

He raises his eyebrows and demands, "Oh! Is that so?"

I nod, taking a sip from my lemonade and he challenges, "How about I prove it to you that she wants me?"

I accept, "Okay, but how?"

He thinks for a moment and states, "I will get her phone number."

I add, "Within 15 minutes because I am not gonna wait for the rest of the day."

He agrees with a nod and adds further, "But you are not gonna have all the fun?"

I frown at his words and he points at our left to show a male foreigner, sitting alone and reading a book with a cup of coffee in his hand.

I face Gaurav and he clarifies, "You have to get his phone number and whoever takes lesser time for taking the number will win. The loser will become the winner's slave for the rest of the honeymoon trip."

I look back at the two foreigners then at him before agreeing with a nod.

I take my phone and start the timer and he smirks before standing from his chair. He grabs the white rose from the small vase, placed on the antique table at the back.

I watch him, approaching the girl and offering the flower before asking to sit with her. He starts flirting by holding her hand and winking at her, maybe with a compliment.

I must say, he is a charmer because I can see the lust in the girl's eyes.

After exactly 10 minutes and 36 seconds, he returns with her number and lipstick mark on a tissue paper.

He comments with a smirk, "If I wasn't married to you then I would have been lucky tonight."

I roll my eyes because I know, even if he would have been single, there is no way, he would sleep with a random girl. He respects relationship and females too much to play with them.

Still I insist, "I don't mind, go have fun and be lucky tonight."

His smirk fades at my permission and he tears the tissue into small pieces before dumping into the plate, which had a sandwich, few minutes back.

I chuckle at his reaction and he grabs his phone for the timer and inform after reading the time on my screen, "You need to finish before 10 minutes and 36 seconds to win or be ready to become my slave."

I nod and he turns on the timer as I stand to walk towards the man. I take a deep breath and observe that he is completely drown in the content of the book.

Seems decent, perfect for my plan.

I pass his table, only to stop near his chair and move my hand to my temples. I pretend to fall, grabbing his attention and he stands to hold me in his arms. I continue to rub my temples and he helps me to sit on the chair.

He asks in a British accent, "Madam, are you alright?"

I answer in a low voice, "No, I feel dehydrated. Can you please bring a can of juice for me?"

He agrees, "Of course, Madam."

He rushes to the cash counter and I shift my gaze to the table, where his phone is placed. I quickly grab his phone and realise, his phone isn't password protected.

How lucky!

I quickly give a missed call from his phone to me and delete my number from his call log. Then I place his phone back at the original place and lean back in the chair.

The man didn't return yet, so I turn to face Gaurav to find his eyes and mouth widen in shock.

I wink at him and turn to find the man returning with my drink. I take a few sips and thank him for the help before offering money for the juice. But he didn't take and asked me to take care of myself.

I return back to Gaurav and stop the timer at 2 minutes 17 seconds.

I smirk at him and ask, "So slave, are you ready to follow my command?"

He replies in a daze, "Yes, Your Majesty."

I giggle at him and he comes out of his daze before accusing me, "You cheated! I had wasted 10 minutes to get the number."

I correct him, "Nope, I didn't cheat. The bet was to get the number and no method was specified for completing the task. So, I win."

He opens his mouth to protest, but I interrupt, "Plus, it also proves that looks aren't enough. You need to be smart and intelligent for winning. That makes you, Ms. Handsome Fool, a loser."

He knew, I am right and doesn't argue, however I plan to trouble him further.

I grab my phone, pretending to dial a number and announce, "Now let me call Jerry and tell her that you are flirting with other girl in my presence."

His eyes widen in horror and he pleads, "No please."

He tries to take my phone, but I stand to walk away and start running to the beach that's at the other exit of the cafe. I hear him chasing after me and I giggle, while running between the teens, who are playing volleyball.

I catch the ball before a teen boy can and throw at Gaurav, who dodges it with his hands and runs after me. The teens laugh at us and some even whistle, commenting that we are such a cute or lovely couple.

I continue to run and pretend to talk on the phone, "Jerry, you know what Gaurav did?"

Suddenly I feel a pair of strong arms, wrapping around my waist from behind and lifting me off the ground. I squeal in surprise and he twirl us around twice before making us fall on the ground.

He snatches my phone and talks on it, "Jinal, that was an innocent bet and-"

I giggle, interrupting him and he frowns before checking the phone to know that I never called her. He glares at me and turns me to lay on my back. Then hovers over me and starts tickling my waist, making me laugh louder.

I plead in-between my giggles, "St...stop ple...please....stoppp...."

But he shows no mercy and I laugh till my eyes fill with happy tears.

After torchering me for several minutes, he finally stops and stares at me intensely as my giggles slowly start to fade with the effect of his touch.

But he doesn't move aside and continues to stare at me, making me drown in his own. None of us move an inch as my hands rest on his chest, while his rest on the ground to hold the weight of his body to not crush me.

I want to look away, but his blue eyes suddenly seens too mesmerising to even blink mine. His gaze drops to my lips and before I know something hits us hard.

It breaks our trance and I find the same volleyball, resting near us. He moves from above me and I sit up, only to find the teens smirking at us.

I frown and one of the boy offers, "Hey Lovebirds, come play with us."

I stare at him in surprise and others ask the same, so I face Gaurav with raised eyebrows. He shrugs and we stand to join them, while joining them.

Everyone scatter into two teams of mixed genders. But I and Gaurav are separated, playing in opposite teams.

We play three matches out of which our team wins two match and his only one. Then we return to our resort and go to the restaurant for dinner before retiring to our room.

#

Today, we are returning back to our home.

Yes, I said our home because he insisted me to call it as ours and not his. He wanted me to not hesitate to claim the things, which is rightfully mine after marriage.

Past four days were nothing, but fun. We went for sightseeing, relaxed in the beaches and talked for hours. But nothing serious, our talks were casual and we enjoyed the whole time as friends.

We become more comfortable with each other. He took me for a long midnight drive and ate ice cream by sitting on the bonnet to fulfil my pending wish. While I massaged his head and saw cricket with him to fulfil his.

It made us happy and we promised to fulfil remaining at home.

And I continued to remain a cuddling bunny, waking up in his arms daily. Although he never commented or opened the discussion, regarding the same for which I am thankful. He must have understood that I don't want to talk about it.

We have started understanding each other's emotions and wishes, which has increased the comfort level and vanished the hesitation to ask for favours.

We had come here a week back as two casual roommates, but now we are returning back as best friends.

I have gathered some SPECIAL MOMENTS from this trip, which I will cherish for the rest of my life.

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