One lazy afternoon, the kind that felt almost suspended in time, Shubman and Kyra were lounging on her couch. The rain had started to fall outside, soft pattering against the windows, creating a cocoon of warmth inside the flat. 

Coco was curled up at their feet, her soft breathing the only sound besides the occasional murmur of their voices.

Shubman, his hand resting on Kyra's waist, leaned in and kissed her. The kiss was slow, unhurried as if neither of them wanted the moment to end. 

Kyra responded eagerly, her hands threading through his hair as she deepened the kiss. 

There was a tenderness to it, a comfort in the way their lips moved together, that spoke volumes about how they had grown into this relationship.

The weight of his body against hers was reassuring, grounding. Shubman shifted slightly, his hand sliding up her back to rest on her shoulder, pulling her closer. 

She melted into him, a soft sigh escaping her lips as the kiss intensified.

As the kiss continued, Kyra's mind wandered. In the midst of it, she pulled away for a brief second, her forehead resting against his. 

Her breath was shaky as she looked up at him, her eyes bright with excitement.

"Hey," she whispered, a playful smile tugging at her lips.

Shubman, still holding her close, raised an eyebrow. "What?" His voice was low and warm, his gaze full of desire.

Kyra bit her lip, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. "I've been thinking about something," she said, her voice slightly hesitant but filled with determination.

Shubman raised an eyebrow, his fingers lightly brushing against her cheek. "That's dangerous," he teased. 

"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?"

She laughed softly, her eyes dancing. "You know my short film, the one I've been working on for months? Well..." She paused for a moment, as if to gauge his reaction, then continued, "I was wondering if you'd... act in it."

Shubman blinked, his expression turning thoughtful as he processed her words. "Act in your short film?" he repeated, his voice a mix of surprise and amusement.

Kyra nodded, her hand now resting on his chest. "Yeah. I know it sounds random, but you're always around, and I can't think of anyone better to play the lead role." 

She smiled softly, her fingers gently tracing the lines of his shirt. "You're... perfect for it."

Shubman sat up slightly, his eyes narrowing with curiosity. "So you want me to be in your film? As the lead? You sure about that?" he teased, a playful grin curling on his lips. 

"I've never acted a day in my life, you know."

Kyra giggled, the sound like music to his ears. "Oh, come on, you're a natural," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm but also affection. 

"You've been acting like a heartthrob all over the city, you can't tell me you haven't learned a thing or two." She nudged him playfully with her elbow.

He laughed, shaking his head. "You're killing me, woman," he said, rolling his eyes but with a smirk on his face. 

"Fine, I'll do it. But don't expect any Oscar-winning performances from me."

Kyra's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but laugh with relief. "You won't regret it. I promise," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "This is going to be so much fun!"

Shubman leaned in and kissed her again, a little more urgently this time, a spark of excitement igniting between them. "I'm not doing this just because you asked, though," he murmured against her lips, his hands finding their way to her waist. 

"I'm doing it because I know it's going to be worth it... just like everything else with you."

Kyra's heart skipped a beat at his words. She pulled away slightly, her fingers tracing his jawline. "I swear, you could make anything sound romantic," she teased, but her eyes were soft and full of affection.

He grinned, his thumb brushing across her lips. "That's because everything with you feels special, Kyra," he said seriously, his voice low and sincere. 

"You're the one making everything feel like it's meant to be."

Her breath caught in her throat, her pulse quickening as she gazed at him. 

It was moments like these when his words were more than just playful teasing but laced with genuine emotion, that made her feel like she was exactly where she was meant to be.

"Well," she whispered, "now that you've agreed to be in my film, I think you should get ready for some intense acting lessons. I'm going to make you work for this role."

Shubman chuckled, leaning down to kiss her once more. 

"Bring it on, baby," he murmured, his lips brushing against hers. "I'll do whatever it takes."

And as their lips met again, the world outside their little bubble seemed to fade away. There was only the heat of the moment, the promise of what was to come—both in their relationship and in her film—and the undeniable pull they had toward each other.

No matter what, they knew they were in this together.

soup rants!

- hello everyone!
- I hope you guys are having a great day so far, and I also hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!
- i wanna see him in a short film
- also comments on the chapter?
- i hope you guys liked this one!
- with lots of love, supraja 🫶