The room is dimly lit with golden fairy lights adorning the walls, their warm glow casting a magical ambiance. A bed of red and white rose petals arranged in intricate patterns rests on the floor, and the bed is decorated with jasmine garlands hanging like curtains. The air is filled with the soothing scent of sandalwood and roses. On the nightstand, a silver diya flickers gently, creating dancing shadows on the walls.

Prachi stands near the window, her golden bridal lehenga shimmering in the moonlight. Her dupatta is still draped elegantly over her head, but her face is a mix of shyness and nervous excitement. Ranbir enters the room, his sherwani slightly disheveled but his eyes gleaming with love and admiration.

Ranbir (playfully):

"Prachi, mujhe lagta hai tumhe shaadi se zyada yeh window pasand hai. Hamesha usi ke paas milti ho(Prachi, I think you like this window more than marriage. I always meet you near it.)

Prachi (turning, blushing):

"Ranbir, tum kyun hamesha mazaak karte ho? Mujhe abhi bhi sab naya lag raha hai(Ranbir, why do you always joke? Everything still feels new to me.)" 

Ranbir chuckles and walks closer, his gaze softening as he sees her fidget with the edge of her dupatta.

Ranbir (gently):

"Main mazaak nahi kar raha, Mrs. Kohli Tumhe dekh kar lagta hai ki chand zameen pe utar aaya hai. Par tum abhi tak mujhe 'husband' kehke nahi bulaya(I'm not kidding, Mrs. Kohli, looking at you it seems as if the moon has descended on the earth. But you haven't called me 'husband' yet.)" 

Prachi (blushing harder):

"Ranbir, tum... tum jaake ready ho jao(Ranbir, you... you go and get ready.)" 

Ranbir tilts his head, pretending to think.

Ranbir:

"Hmm... toh yeh baat hai. Tum abhi bhi meri purani Prachi ho. Pehle daantti thi, ab bhi daantti ho(Hmm... so this is it. You are still my old Prachi. Earlier you used to scold me, now you scold me too.)" 

Prachi (trying to hide her smile):

"Main daant nahi rahi hoon. Tum jao, please(I am not scolding. You go, please.)" 

Ranbir obeys, changing into a simple white kurta-pajama. When he returns, Prachi is trying to remove her heavy jewelry. She struggles with the necklace clasp, and Ranbir notices. He moves closer, his voice soft.

Ranbir:

"Ruko, main madad karta hoon(Wait, let me help.)" 

Prachi freezes as he gently brushes her hair aside. His fingers graze her neck as he unclasped the necklace. The air is heavy with tension.

Ranbir (teasingly):

"Yeh toh bas shuruaat hai. Tumhare jewelry ke saath tumhara pati bhi lifetime ke liye tumhare paas hai(This is just the beginning. Along with your jewellery, your husband is also with you for lifetime.)" 

Prachi (smiling shyly):

"Tum bahut filmy ho, Ranbir(You are very filmy, Ranbir.)" 

Ranbir (grinning):

"Haan, lekin tumhe filmy baatein pasand hain, na? Maine observe kiya hai(Yes, but you like filmy talk, right? I have observed.)" 

Prachi rolls her eyes but doesn't move away as Ranbir continues to help her remove her bangles.

Ranbir surprises Prachi by bringing a small tray with two cups of hot milk and a plate of dry fruits.

Prachi (amused):

"Yeh kya hai? Humne dinner toh pehle hi kar liya tha(What is this? We had already had dinner.)" 

Ranbir:

"Mrs. Kohli, pehle raat ka rasam hai. Doodh aur dry fruits toh mandatory hai(Mrs. Kohli, there is a ritual of the first night. Milk and dry fruits is mandatory.)" 

Prachi (smiling):

"Tumne toh sab kuch seriously socha hai(You have thought everything through so seriously.)" 

Ranbir (leaning closer):

"Of course. Tum meri life ka sabse important chapter ho, toh pehli raat bhi special honi chahiye(Of course. You are the most important chapter of my life, so the first night should also be special.)" 

They share the milk and laugh as Ranbir playfully tries to make her eat an almond, which she reluctantly accepts.

As they sit together on the bed, Ranbir takes her hand in his, his tone suddenly serious.

Ranbir:

"Prachi, tumhe pata hai, mujhe kabhi lagta tha ki mujhe pyaar ka matlab hi samajh nahi aayega. Phir tum aayi... aur meri duniya badal gayi(Prachi, you know, I sometimes felt that I would not understand the meaning of love. Then you came... and my world changed.)" 

Prachi looks up, her eyes glistening.

Prachi (softly):

"Ranbir, tum meri zindagi ke wo hissa ho jo mujhe hamesha complete feel karata hai. Tumhare bina... sab adhoora lagta hai(Ranbir, you are that part of my life that always makes me feel complete. Without you... everything seems incomplete.)" 

Ranbir cups her face gently, his thumb brushing away a stray tear.

Ranbir:

"Prachi, tum mujhe kabhi chhod ke mat jaana. Main tumhare bina kuch bhi nahi hoon(Prachi, you should never leave me. I am nothing without you.)" 

Prachi (smiling through her tears):

"Main tumse door jaane ka soch bhi nahi sakti(I can't even think of going away from you.)" 

As Ranbir leans closer, Prachi suddenly pulls away, trying to lighten the mood.

Prachi (teasing):

"Ranbir, mujhe lagta hai ki tumhare dialogues ka ek pura notepad hona chahiye. Ekdum hero vibes dete ho(Ranbir, I think you should have a complete notepad of your dialogues. It gives off total hero vibes.)" 

Ranbir laughs, pulling her back gently.

Ranbir (smirking):

"Aur tum meri heroine ho. Toh yeh story incomplete kaise ho sakti hai(And you are my heroine. So how can this story be incomplete?)" 

He leans in, their foreheads touching as he brushes her cheek with his fingers.

Prachi (whispering):

"Ranbir, koi aayega(Ranbir, someone will come...)" 

Ranbir (softly):

"Yeh humara time hai, Prachi. Abhi sirf tum aur main(This is our time, Prachi. Right now just you and me.)" 

Prachi gives in, and their moment is filled with passion and tenderness. The world outside fades as they embrace the love they've long waited to celebrate.