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Raindrops

Zara zara, behekta hai, mehekta hai
Aaj toh mera tann-badan,
Main pyaasi hun
Mujhe bhar le apni baahon mein

"Shubi, stop the car na, please", Ishan requested just as the raindrops began to fall on the windshield, already opening the window to hold his hand out for the rain. Shubman was about to refuse, although it was a fairly secluded road, he didn't want his love to get sick.

But then he turned to look at his hopeful face, and even if he were God's strongest soldier he'd still be incapable of saying no to those big, pleading doe eyes and pouty lips.

He wordlessly pulled over with a sigh, his face breaking out into the goofiest smile ever as Ishan happily kissed his cheek and opened the car door, stepping outside.

Hai meri kasam tujhko sanam
Door kahin na jaa
Yeh doori kehti hai
Paas mere aaja re

He tugged off his seatbelt and joined his love, the heavy curtain of rain drenching the pair within seconds.
Ishan had his eyes closed as he faced the heavens, his lovely giggle harmonizing with the pitter-patter of the raindrops.

The downpour was relentless, the water making loud sounds as it thwacked against every surface, barring none but his boyfriend.

The drops seemed like affectionate pecks as they landed on his love's face, as if nature itself was worshipping his Ishan.

He couldn't let it outdo him, however, and stepped closer to his boyfriend, grabbing his waist before he could stop himself.

Yun hi baras-baras
Kaali ghata barse
Hum yaar bheeg jaayein
Is chaahat ki baarish mein

Ishan shied away from him but he held on. The sky thundered, perhaps in jealousy as he gently wiped away the drops it had reverently showered on his love.

The shorter man grabbed his wrist and pulled him along as he jumped into a puddle, laughing as the water splashed them both. Shubman just shook his head fondly and pulled him closer, gently swaying them side to side.

His boyfriend got the memo and let himself be held and twirled as the pair slow-danced in the rain. The taller man abruptly bent down and picked him up, spinning him around to hear his delighted laughter again.

"So, how do you like being the taller one for once?", he asked teasingly, chuckling when Ishan huffed and turned to leave, but the dimpled man was quick to grab his wrist, pulling him to his chest.

Meri khuli-khuli laton ko suljhaaye
Tu apni ungliyon se
Main to hoon isi
Khwaahish mein

He turned his love around to face him, gently brushing away the wet strands that stuck to his forehead and pressed a kiss there, smiling at the delighted giggle he was rewarded with in response.

He then moved slightly downwards to press kisses to his closed eyelids, then his cheekbones and jawline, tracing the contours of his beloved's face that he'd already memorized with his lips; the slope of his nose, the apple of his cheek, that one sensitive spot on his helix that always made him gasp.

Predictably enough, Ishan did gasp when he softly nibbled on it, and Shubman wasted no time in capturing his pretty lips in his, gently biting on them as he noted with delight how pliant the drenching had rendered them.

Sardi ki raaton mein
Hum soye rahe ek chaadar mein
Hum dono tanha ho
Na koi bhi rahe is ghar mein

He pulled away reluctantly, and his love opened his eyes and peeked up at him through his wet lashes, and oh, as if those big, innocent eyes looking up at him like that wasn't enough to drive him insane, the water trailing down his soft, quivering lips, to that tantalizing mole on his neck and disappearing beneath the clothes that appeared almost transparent due to being wet and clung to his body had him tamping down on dangerously primal urges.

Ishan, bless his sweet, understanding boyfriend, seemed to have understood the desperation in his eyes as he grabbed his wrist and began to walk back to their car.
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Later, much later, when they were home, having just come out of the shower, Shubman dried his love's hair and dressed him for bed, pulling him to his chest to give him kisses and doting caresses, lulling him to sleep as the rain continued to pour in the background of their sanctuary.

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A/N: Just wanted to write a Songfic :)
Will provide translations to the lyrics in the in-line comments for my lovely readers that don't know Hindi 🫶

I haven't used the entire song because that's the thing with Songfics, the change of tone in a song is often kinda abrupt lol

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