Reethu pov

The day had been a whirlwind of excitement, from the unexpected message from Taylor Swift to the impromptu outing with Ishan and Shubman. Now, as we found ourselves in the bustling mall, the energy was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration coursing through me.

As the boys attracted the attention of fans, I took a moment to check my phone, my heart skipping a beat when I saw the notifications. Taylor Swift had reached out to me, offering the opportunity of a lifetime. It was a dream come true, and I couldn't wait to dive into the details.

Lost in a flurry of messages and emotions, I barely noticed the boys returning to my side, their faces lit up with excitement. "What's up?" I asked, tearing my gaze away from my phone.

"We're thinking of heading home for some rest before dinner. Sound good?" Shubman suggested, his voice tinged with exhaustion.

I nodded in agreement, feeling the weariness settle in my bones. The day had been filled with excitement, but now the fatigue was catching up with me.

We three walked back to the parking lot before getting into the car. Just as I drove out of the parking lot, I heard soft snores making me glance at the 2 boys in the backseat.

Shubman and Ishan were fast asleep making me smile. I turned back to face the road before driving the three of us back to my house. Pulling up to the driveway, I turned off the engine before turning backside. Ishan's head was on Shubman's lap, and Shubman's head was on the window.

"Guys, guys, get up. We're home," I spoke softly tapping their leg. Their eyes fluttered open before they sat upright rubbing their eyes. 

Their eyes fell on me before they smiled. Returning a soft smile, we got out of the car before heading towards the door. 

As Ishan collapsed onto the couch, I couldn't help but chuckle at his antics. "You want to head to bed?" Shubman asked, his voice laced with concern.

I nodded, feeling the pull of exhaustion tugging at my limbs. Together, we made our way to my room, the weight of the day finally catching up with me.

Lying side by side, we stared up at the ceiling, the silence enveloping us like a warm blanket. It was a moment of quiet reflection, and I found myself lost in the depths of Shubman's gaze.

"I'm so proud of you," he murmured, his voice breaking through the silence.

A warmth spread through my chest at his words, and I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you," I whispered, feeling a surge of gratitude for the unwavering support he had always shown me.

Leaning in, he brushed a stray strand of hair away from my face, his touch sending shivers down my spine. In that moment, all the fatigue and exhaustion melted away, leaving behind only a sense of peace and contentment.

Before I could react, his lips were on mine, his kiss sending fireworks exploding behind my closed eyelids. It was a moment of pure bliss, and I found myself losing track of time as we lost ourselves in each other.

As we pulled away, breathless and flushed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of euphoria wash over me. It was a moment I would treasure forever, a reminder of the deep connection we shared.

The next moment, he was hovering above me his lips still attached to mine. His lips then travelled towards my neck, placing soft kisses making me tilt my head to the other side.

"God Shub," my voice came out in a whisper before I pulled his face, placing my lips back on his.

My hands were holding his collar as he got up, making me come closer to him. Soon I was on his lap, lips still attached, as he traced patterns on my waist.

The door suddenly opened making us pull apart. I noticed Kajal standing there closing her eyes as I got off Shubman, before adjusting my clothes.

"Fuck. I'm so sorry, I should have knocked," she ranted as I chuckled. "It's all right. I have walked in on scenes worse than this," I answered as she groaned.

"Let's not talk about that," she spoke as I nodded laughing. "This is Shubman by the way," I introduced as the 2 shook hands. "Ah the fiance," Kajal smiled. "Not yet" Shubman smirked wrapping his arms around my shoulder making me smile.

"You two are so cute," Kajal smiled making us do the same. "I'll be downstairs, you guys talk," Shubman spoke placing a soft kiss on my cheek before leaving the room.

"Anyway, here is the invitation. You guys must come," Kajal spoke handing me the wedding invitation card. "Wouldn't miss it," I smiled.

The 2 of us sat down on the bed before chatting for a while, when my phone rang. I noticed Shubman's name pop up and Kajal smirked at the ringtone I had set. Rolling my eyes at her, I answered the call. "Hello," I spoke. "Yeah yeah," I answered before ending the call.

"Anyway, I have to get going. Gotta give the invites," Kajal spoke before we walked downstairs.

"I'll see you guys at the wedding," she smiled before leaving. "Are we still up for dinner?" Ishan asked as I and Shubman nodded. "I'll go get ready and meet you guys here in a few," he answered before leaving.

"I'll go get ready," I spoke before turning just to get pulled back towards Shubman's chest. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Nothing, I thought I'd choose the outfit for you today," he smiled.

I just smiled nodding. "Of course, come on," I spoke pulling him along.  "Okay lets see," Shubman muttered before rummaging through my wardrobe. "Here catch," he spoke throwing a shirt and skirt on my face catching me off guard. "Ah fuck you man," I groaned.

"We could do that tonight, Babygirl," he smirked making my eyes go wide. "What?" I mutter but he just leaves the room winking. My body was frozen in the same place for a while before I shook my head and got dressed up.

After doing so, I did my hair before going downstairs. I was scrolling through my phone when the doorbell rang. I got up and walked towards the door, before opening it, just to reveal Shubman and Ishan. 

"Well don't you look stunning," Ishan smiled. "Well, I chose the dress," Shubman smirked. 

"Are you wearing it? No right?" Ishan asked making me laugh. "Come on boys," I laughed as we got into the car. We went to a small restaurant, where the crowd was usually less. After ordering the food, we talked for a while before the food was served. The dinner time was filled with ranting, laughter's and a lot of bantering. 

While returning from dinner, I was in the passenger seat reading a book, as Shubman drove the car and Ishan was in the backseat.

"I love a woman who enjoys reading. Anything you read, I'll do to you when we get home" Shubman spoke making my eyes go wide and Ishan spat the water out.

"Bro what the fuck?" he asked making me close the book and cover my face as Shubman laughed.  "Relax dude," he laughed making me and Ishan groan. "Drive faster. I don't wanna hear any of this, please," Ishan asked joining his palms together.

"Chill man. It's a joke," Shubman chuckled but Ishan just rolled his eyes. Soon we dropped Ishan at his place before driving off to my house.

As we stepped over the threshold into the cozy confines of my home, Shubman's pent-up desire ignited like a wildfire, his lips crashing into mine with an intensity that sent my heart racing.

Pressed against the wall by his fervent embrace, I could feel the heat radiating from his body, his proximity electrifying my senses. His lips moved hungrily against mine, conveying a silent plea for more.

But amidst the intoxicating rush of desire, his whispered words caught me off guard, prompting a playful retort from my lips.

"Do you wanna recreate what you read in that book of yours?" he murmured, his breath warm against my skin.

Arching an eyebrow, I couldn't help but tease him in response. "You wanna recreate a murder scene?" I quipped, a mischievous twinkle dancing in my eyes.

The sudden shift in tone left him momentarily bewildered, his eyes widening in confusion as he pulled away to meet my gaze. "What?" he spluttered, his voice barely a whisper as he struggled to comprehend my unexpected response.

Suppressing a giggle, I reached out to gently trace the contours of his jawline, relishing the playful banter that had become a hallmark of our relationship.

"Relax, Shub," I reassured him, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "I was just messing with you." His expression softened as he realized the jest, a chuckle escaping his lips as he leaned in to capture mine once more.

But as the spell began to wane, Shubman reluctantly pulled away, his gaze soft and affectionate as he looked into my eyes.

Returning my smile, Shubman leaned in to place a gentle kiss on my forehead before stepping back, his hand lingering in mine as we made our way further into the house.

With the evening drawing to a close, we found ourselves curled up together on the couch, content in each other's company as we watched the soft glow of the television screen cast flickering shadows across the room.

As the night wore on, we eventually retired to bed, the warmth of each other's embrace serving as a comforting reminder of the love that bound us together.