Fate

20. He's Jealous?

Ayesha.

"Yes, maa. We are fine, don't worry.", I was descending the stairs staring at his back while he talked to his mother and my presence was unknown to him

"She's sleeping. I will make you talk to her after she's up..., Yes, mom. Bye." He assured and I smiled amused

"Precious, you know my mother is literally in love with you. She's soo fond of you that almost every conversation we have revolves around you."

I couldn't help but smile remembering the way he addressed me last night and a blush crept up on my face

Even after bidding a bye he kept his mobile near his ear and I heard him scoff as if he heard something that shouldn't have

"You remember Armaan? He's the most annoying creature present on planet earth yet I love him. Of course I would he's my younger brother."

I remembered one of the cutest thing he told me last night. No matter what his purpose was but I loved how he talked, he rambled. He loves his family moon and back.

Maybe it was Armaan on the other side because Rehaan looked pretty annoyed

"Bhai, I swear if he doesn't shut up." He warned and I couldn't help but smile out loud realising that it was his brothers with who he was talking to.

"Dev bhai is good but that hypocrite loves Armaan more than me. Thankfully maa is on my side."

I bit my lower lip to control my grin because if my phobia can bring such Rehaan out I want thunderstorms every night.

"Even if we did, what's your problem?" Rehaan growled and he ran his hand in his hair while his posture spoke volumes of frustration

"God! Bhai you are of no use." He exclaimed and I quietly laughed to myself. Cute.

"Yeah, I am the middle child but unlike what everyone says, I am the most pampered and the noticed child by my parents. Maybe Dev is just jealous of me?"

A smile kissed my lips, he just wanted to get something normal out of me last night. I couldn't help but shiver involuntarily realising how precious this man is. He understood my problem in a snap of fingers and maybe he tried to heal my wounds with his own happiness. Maybe.

"What I did not knew was that my little mischief will start to like you by just meeting you a single time."

Who's little mischief? Riya?

He turned around and our eyes locked. His hard face melted into a soft smile and the glacier melting glare in his eyes softened which gave rise to unwelcomed goosebumps and he instantly ended the call

I smiled in his direction while he held out a hand for me and I clasped my clammy hands on my back to keep myself from shivering visibly.

I licked my dry lips before I took baby steps towards him and he smiled at me making my heart go crazy. I kept my ice cold hand in his warm hand and he bent down to place a soft kiss on my forehead and my eyes fell shut while I fisted the lapel of his blazer in my free hand

"How are you feeling, princess?" He asked looking straight into my eyes leaving no space for lies but the fact that I was fine was nothing but truth

"I am good, don't worry." I whispered and he looked absolutely unsurprised by my answer. How expected the answer was!

"Good, let's get you your breakfast." He said and dragged me to the kitchen along with himself giving me no chance to speak. Thank him!

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