"Yeh kaisa hai?" Meera asked the two, showing a white floral print frock. Thabal and Shreya nodded in approval.
"Ekdam! Mast. Yeh le le" Shreya winked playfully. Meera giggled and walked inside the trial room to change back to her normal clothes.
"Tune kya liya?" Shreya turned to Thabal.
"Kuch select hi nahi kiya yaar. Pata nahi kya loon. I am so confused" Thabal huffed tiredly, feeling too confused. Shreya examined her for a second before smirking.
"Hmmm. Looking at you i know what you should buy" she clenched her teeth to stop herself from grinning in an evil manner. Thabal frowned at her, clearly sensing something wrong.
"Mujhe asa kyu lag raha hai ki tu kuch toh faltu soch rahi hai" she raised her brow at her. And finally Shreya couldn't hold back her grin anymore.
"Aare baby. Mein kabhi tere liye galat sochungi kya? I will always want your good" she giggled excitedly. Thabal sighed and rubbed her forehead. She knew she was doomed. Shreya was up for something for sure.
"Meera sun. After changing 2nd floor pe aajana. Me and Thabal are going there" after informing the two girls walked towards the escalator and climbed on it. As soon as they did Shreya immediately clutched on Thabal's hand.
Thabal smiled and squeezed her in a assuring manner. Shreya had a phobia from escalators and elevators. It was a bit better now. Just a bit.
As they reached up, Shreya quickly and carefully ran from the escalator, making Thabal almost laugh out at the cute act.
Shreya guided the way. Thabal followed behind her blindly, looking around the clothes. She was admiring every piece until suddenly all the clothes turned into lingerie and robes.
Her eyes immediately narrowed. Why is she here? Why are they here?
"What the hell bhai. Kidhar layi hai tu yeh sab ke bich" Thabal whispered yelled at Shreya, scowling at her. Shreya turned to her and gave her an evil grin.
"Choose few sets for the upcoming night" Shreya whispered teasingly with a wink. Thabal widened her eyes and then slapped her on her arm.
"Chup! Chal idhar se. Mujhe nahi lena kuch bhi" Thabal walked away but Shreya dragged her back forcefully.
"Aacha thik hai tujhe nahi lena but mujhe lena hai" Thabal immediately narrowed her eyes hearing it.
"Tu kyu legi" she asked strictly.
"Aare jindagi bhar virgin thodi rahungi. Kabhi na kabhi mera bhi banda hoga. Toh you know. Have to spice up things" Shreya shrugged casually. Thabal sighed at her words.
"Yaar chal yaha se" she tried to drag Shreya along with her but the latter was too stubborn to move an inch.
"Rukh na tujhe itni kya khujli ho rahi hai. Khud ke liye toh kharidti nahi. Koi aur kharide toh bhi problem hai" Shreya huffed dramatically, flipping her hair and then went on to search the 'clothes'.
Thabal sighed and palmed her face. Where was she stuck at? Just then Meera came behind her, calling her from a distance.
"Kya kar rahi hai tu idhar akele" Meera asked frowning, seeing her alone that too in the lingerie section.
"Maharani gayi hai. Wait kar rahi hoon uska" Thabal sighed. Meera looked forward to see Shreya selecting few lingerie and other wears.
"Isko kya bhoot char gaya jo suddenly yeh sab le rahi hai?" Meera raised her brows in amusement. Thabal sighed and shook her head.
"Pata nahi bhai. Bhagwan jane" she muttered.
After 5 minutes or more Shreya finally reached them out. That too with a bright smile.
"Chal chal" she ushered them. Meera frown slightly looking at her.
"Yeh sab kyu le rahi hai tu abhi" she asked. Sherya just winked in answer.
"Abhi nahi samjhegi. Baad pe samjhegi. Now don't question more" she immediately stopped the two from questioning her more. Thabal inched near Meera and whispered in her ear.
"Yeh aaj thodi weird nahi hai?" Meera nodded.
"Bohot" she whispered back. The three of them got into the escalator and reached down.
Vikram was sitting near the payment counter, indulged in phone. He looked up in instinct and met her eyes. He immediately smiled at her, the soft smile which was reserved only for her.
"Hogaya?" He asked to which she nodded. The three girls went near the counter, placing all their things they selected.
"Apne liye bhi kuch liya?" Vikram asked to which she nodded, although it was a lie. She didn't. Because she didn't need to. She had all, what would she even buy? So so bought other things for 'their home' instead.
"Sir your bill is 15,000" The woman sitting infront of the computer informed, forwarding him the bill and handling the shopping bags, filled with the clothes and items they bought.
Vikram handed the woman his card. Thabal looked at the woman sitting in the cash counter. Who was currently cutting their bill. She gulped, feeling guilty. So much money got wasted. She shouldn't have bought so much.
Vikram glanced at her and looking at the lost expression, he assumed what must be swirling in her head. He reached out for her hand and held it gently, rubbing it to comfort her silently.
He took his card back and walked towards the food section in the ground floor, still holding her hand. Thabal frowned at the direction they were going.
"Idhar kyu leke aaye aap?" She asked him.
"Khane ke liye. Bhookh lagi hogi. Order something. I will just go to the washroom and come, hm?" Vikram patted her back gently and left her hand.
"Yayy! Pet puja time" Meera grinned and quickly took her place in an empty table. Shreya took her seat too with a huff. She placed the shopping bags beside her, in an empty chair.
Thabal picked up the menu book kept on the table and started examining it.
"Beth toh le. Fhir dekhna" Meera frowned and gestured for her to seat but Thabal just shook her head in no.
"Nahi chor. I am fine like this. Kya loge tum log?" She shrugged and showed them the menu. Meera and Shreya started examining the menu book, looking for each dish carefully.
"Wow, chinese bhi milta hai?" Shreya whispered in amusement.
"Naah. Let's settle for Indian today. Bhookh lagi hai. Proper Indian meal lete hai. Yeh dusra cuisines se pet nahi bharta" Meera suggested. The others nodded at her words.
"Mere liye ek full plate chicken biryani. Dessert pe rashmalai" Shreya informed.
"Paneer fry. Chicken pakora. Rice and Paneer makhani. Dessert pe icecream" Meera informed. Hearing her both Thabal and Shreya looked at her in disbelief. Because the foodie was Shreya. But today the tables have turned.
"Kya? Ase mat dekho yaar. Insaan apni pasand ka kha bhi nahi sakta kya?" Meera rolled her eyes and huffed. Thabal just chuckled and shook her head.
She walked towards the counter where few young boys were present too, giving their order.
"Yes ma'am, what would you like to have?" The staff asked her politely. Thabal smiled at her politely in return.
"I would like to write it down please" Thabal requested. The staff immediately nodded in return and handed her a notepad with a pen.
Thabal wrote down the list of food she has to order. Including hers and Vikram's too. She skipped the dessert for him as he wasn't really fond of sweets.
While writing down, she felt eyes on her. Not the comforting one. The weird and creepy one. And she knew where it was coming from. But she chose to ignore it.
Until one of them whistled lowly.
"Aakeli ho kya madam?" One of them asked, the others chuckling.
"Kaho toh hum company dede?" Thabal closed her eyes for a second. She clenched on her pen tightly. Can she just poke their eyes with the nib?
"Aare aare. Hindi pe kyu bol rahe ho. Videshi hai, kaha hamara bhasha samjhegi woh. English pe bol. Mujhe dekh mein kaise baat karta hoon" a boy in a denim jacket smirked and inched near her.
"Madam, what is your name? If you tell we will company to you. Not only that. We will do many things also. If you know what that mean" Thabal rolled her eyes at it.
"Gawar kahike. Pehle english sikhke aa. Aaye baare. Ek repta parega kan ke niche. Teri maa behen sab dikh jayega tujhe" She insulted him in her thick north eastern accent.
"Ohhhhhh!" The other boys hooted. Whereas the denim jacket one clenched his fist in anger. He was about to grab her wrist but froze when he felt the back of his clutched tightly in a painful grip. He let out a painful groan.
He tried to claw on the hand which grabbed his neck but there was no effect on the person. Thabal immediately turned to them to see Vikram clutching the boy in a death grip by the back of his neck. He was squeezing it painfully. His eyes were glaring at him so angrily that Thabal slightly flinched at the intensity.
One of the boys tried to stop him but another quickly held him back.
"Mat kar. Mamuli insaan nahi hai. Sp hai Nashik ka" The boy whispered. The others immediately froze in their place, frightened. Without any second thought they ran out of the mall.
"Vikram. Idhar nahi. Chor do" Thabal calmly placed her palm on his arm, rubbing it gently. Trying to calm his anger down.
"How fucking dare he try to touch you" Vikram whispered slowly, his jaw clenched tightly in anger. His eyes bore holes in the boy's face.
"Vikram please. Let's not create any drama here" Thabal tried again, requesting him softly. He finally turned to her, examining her face and body. Searching for any reason to beat the shit of the boy in his grip.
By now the boy have turned red and purplish, he was suffocating in his grip.
"Tum thik ho?" Vikram asked her gently, the anger in his voice gone. Thabal nodded quickly in return. Vikram looked back at the boy for a second before pushing him away with a force which sent him falling in a distance.
"Fucking weaklings" he muttered bitterly before looking away. He turned to Thabal and held her hand.
"Order de diya?" He asked to which he nodded. Vikram glanced at the staff to see him shaking a bit from the almost violent scene.
He didn't give any heed towards him. He walked towards their table, pulling her along with him.
As they walked towards the two girls. They grinned like a cheshire cat.
"Uff sir!! Ek do mukka maar dete toh kya scene hota" Meera sighed dreamily. Shreya nodded in agreement.
"Oi! Tune kyu roka sir ko. Tereko life mein kuch action and adventure nahi chahiye kya?" Shreya teased, leaning her chin on her hand as the couple sat down. Thabal rolled her eyes, though her heart was still thumping against her ribs.
"Chup kar tu. Jyada mat bol" She sighed and leaned back on her chair. Vikram extended his hand to reached out for hers. He clasped it against his and moved his thumb gently over her hand. As if trying to calm himself down with her touch.
"Waise Thabal. Huwa kya tha. We just heard few whispers about an upcoming fight. Dekha toh tu aur sir the. With a boy" Meera asked looking at her curiously. Thabal kept silent for a second. She looked at Vikram to see him already watching her.
Turning her gaze away from him, she locked her eyes with the girls who were intently watching her, waiting for her to start.
"Nothing. They were just eve- teasing me. Meine kind of insult kar diya uss ladke ko. Shayad ego hurt hogaya, was about to approach me but Vikram came in between all those chaos" she narrated in short. The girls immediately narrowed her eyes listening to it.
"What the hell. Kya bola woh chomu? Bas itna ki did he also tried other things?" Shreya asked anger clearly bubbling inside her. Her earlier excited energy gone as soon as she came to know the reason.
"Gawar tha. Chappri kahika. Was trying to sound cool by saying english. Bhagwan jane kya jo bol raha tha" Thabal scoffed remembering his words.
"Hey. I am so sorry yaar. We didn't know about this. Notice hi nahi kiya" Meera leaned forward, eyes glinting with guilt and regret. Thabal smiled and shook her head.
"Dhat, pagal. It was nothing. Jyada soch rahi hai tu. It's fine, no need to drown yourself in guilt" She chuckled and waved her free hand in a dismissive way.
"Agli baar aisa kuch ho, toh just give us a call" Shreya muttered, stabbing the table with her fork as if it were the boy. Anger clearly was visible on her face. Her jaw clenched, eyes sharp and fist clenched tightly on the fork.
"Wahi. Tune bola kyu nahi humme. Mujhe itna gussa aa raha haina. Just thinking about him escaping woh bhi hamare hote huwe. Aghh" Meera muttered in frustration.
"Asa English sikhati usko. He would never forget it" she continued and Thabal, laughed, the sound finally breaking the last bit of tension at the table.
"Aacha thik hai- thik hai. Jyada violent hone ki jarurat nahi. He must have learned his lesson already" She tried to calm them down. The two didn't responded, their face still held that stiffness and anger. As if thinking how to torture the boy. Thabal sighed and looked at Vikram.
His jaw was still clenched, hand holding hers tightly. He was still thinking about it. Thabal smiled slightly, a soft one. She inched her body closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder. She kept her other hand on top of his and hers entangled one.
Vikram looked at her finally. His gaze softening now, unlike the earlier raging one.
"It's okay. Don't think about it more" she whispered slowly, only for him to hear. Vikram exhaled gently and placed a kiss over her head. A quiet gesture, but held a thousand promises.
"Sir, your order is ready!" The waiter arrived, looking significantly more nervous than before. He laid out the spread, the steaming Biryani, Paneer Makhani, crispy Chicken Pakoras. Chicken fried rice, masala pasta and egg chowmein.
"Oh finally!" Meera muttered, mouth watering at the items. She rubbed her hands and tried to dug in immediately but Shreya held her back with a glare.
"Tradition kaise bhul sakti hai tu" with that she quickly took few snaps of the food before starting to ravish the food.
Thabal smiled slightly at their antics and arranged her and Vikram's plate. Vikram looked at the fried rice infront of him with a raised brow. He looked at Thabal.
"Mere liye?" He asked to which Thabal smiled and nodded.
"Hope you will like it" she whispered with a cheeky smile. Vikram felt a tug in his heart. Oh, how can he not like when it was choosen by her. He would even drink poison without any complaints if it was given by her.
He felt his chest constricted and pulling, but in a good way. A rush of an aggressive feeling of love tingled inside him. He just wanted to kiss the fuck out of her, pull her closer and cage her in his arms.
Thabal turned to him and saw him watching her intently. She frowned at him and raised her eyebrows in a question way. Vikram slowly shook his head. Thabal looked at her raised fork, the egg chowmein rolled neatly around it.
She smiled and brought it near his lips. Vikram opened his mouth slightly and let the content enter inside his mouth. He chewed, still watching her.
He felt like God's favourite child at that moment. All those fucking bad days were worth it. If those hardships were for him to get her as a reward. He was willing to face the most difficult times. Just to have her by his side.
He wasn't an atheist to be exact. But wasn't a strong devotee either. But at this point, he was ready to bow and thank all the Gods for giving her to him.
He held her hand and brought it up, to his lips. Placing a kiss on her palm, he turned to his plate, starting to eat.
Meera and Shreya exchanged a look. Shreya mouthed 'Hayye' and placed her hand over her heart. Meera chuckled inaudibly. The tension from the confrontation had evaporated, replaced by the warm, heavy comfort of a full stomach.
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Vikram carried the shopping bags into his- their bedroom and dropped them on the couch. Thabal immediately got to work. She began unboxing the soft, cream colored curtains and the pastel cushions she had picked out.
A wide smile plastered on her face as she opened all those things she bought.
"Vikram, see!" She looked like an excited child showing him what she selected. Vikram watched her quietly with a faint smile.
'pyaari lag rahi hai' a voice whispered in his mind. Vikram smiled a bit more.
"Hamesha lagti hai" he muttered under his breath. Thabal stopped for a moment and looked at him.
"Kuch bola aapne?" She asked, to which he just shook his head in dismay.
"Aacha haina yeh?" Thabal showed him a scented candle. Vikram nodded in return. Suddenly remembering something, he walked towards the bundle of bags scattered on the couch.
He picked up a familiar bag and handed it to her. Thabal looked at it and frowned in confusion. She looked inside and saw an unfamiliar dress.
"Yeh kaha se? Aur kiske liye?" She asked him, confused. Vikram smiled at her.
"For you" he said watching her figure freezing for a second in shock. Thabal stared at the bag, then back at Vikram, her heart doing a little skip.
"Mere liye? Par aapne yeh kab liya?" She asked in disbelief. Vikram leaned against the edge of the dresser, crossing his arms with a smug, boyish tilt of his head.
"Jab tum busy thi ghar ka samman lene mein" He simply shrugged. Thabal pulled the dress out. It was a deep emerald green silk dress, elegant yet simple, with delicate gold embroidery along the cuffs. It was exactly her taste. So beautiful and delicate.
"Vikram...its-its so beautiful" she whispered in awe, looking at the beautiful dress in her hand. Vikram said nothing, just smiled. Satisfied that she liked it.
"Par aapne kyu liya yeh. Itna kuch toh hai mere pass-" before she could complete her sentence, Vikram interrupted.
"Shh! Bohot bolti ho tum" he quitened her softly. Thabal sighed and looked at him defeatedly. But then slowly her lips turned up, forming into a shy yet embarrassed smile.
"Kya huwa?" He asked her, suddenly confused of her expression.
"Umm.... Woh kya haina. I also bought something for you" She smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of her neck.
"I was searching for it. Mil hi nahi raha. Itna sara saman hai. Pata nahi shayad se Meera ke bag ke saath mixed up hogaya" she muttered slowly. Vikram froze hearing her.
"Mere liye? Par tumne kaha tumne sirf ghar ka saaman liya hai" he asked with a slight frown.
"Jhooth bola tha" she giggled with a silly expression. Vikram looked at her, a genuine, deep chuckle vibrating in his chest.
"So you bought something for me hm?" He asked teasingly, walking closer to her. Thabal looked down, suddenly feeling shy due to the closeness.
"Haan" she whispered slowly.
"Tum toh keh rahi thi bohot kapre hai and stuff" he raised his brow at her playfully. Thabal looked at him and huffed.
"Aap pe implement nahi karta woh. Aapke pass kam kapre hai" she poked his chest with her finger. Vikram smirked slightly and pulled her against him by her waist.
Thabal immediately steadied herself by placing her hands on his shoulders. Vikram let his hands rest on the hip.
"You know what. You make me lose control over myself" saying this he leaned closer, his warm breath fanning over her mouth. Thabal felt her breath hitched.
"Toh control kyu kar rahe ho" she whispered, courage and shyness mixing up. Vikram looked at her with hooded eyes, his gaze sharpening and becoming dangerous.
"You are playing with fire baby" he kissed the tip of her nose and murmured against it. Thabal gulped, yet the excitement bubbling inside her didn't fade, with a mix of fear.
"If I break my control once i won't be able to stop further. I will claim you as mine forever. Dur jane ki sochne bhi nahi dunga mein" he whispered huskily, nudging his nose against hers. Thabal inhaled a shaky breath in and muttered.
"I trust you. More than myself" she said with a intention. Which Vikram misunderstood it in a different one.
"And i promise. I would never break it" he murmured slowly, pressing a kiss at the corner of her lips. Thabal smiled at him. They looked at each other's eyes for a second before Thabal arching her toes and Vikram leaning down to meet their lips.
Their lips pressed against each other, before they start moving their lips together in sync. Vikram started moving his hands. His hands which were earlier resting on her hips moved up to her chin, cupping it gently.
Thabal clutched on his broad shoulders tightly. Vikram was pushing lightly as they kissed, kissing deeper and deeper. She stepped back slowly. And as her calf touched the bed, she fell on the soft mattress, Vikram hovering on her.
He tilted his head on the other side, changing his directions now. His lips caught her upper lips and sucked on them desparately. Thabal felt her body burning with need. She moaned slightly.
"Ummhhh" and this soft little sound was enough to wild up Vikram. He started kissing more intensely. Taking the chance to enter inside her mouth, he let his tongue meet hers.
The room was filled by soft moans and smooching and kissing sounds. Vikram tangled his hot, warm tongue with hers. He leaned his body closer. His hard chest pressed against her soft bosoms.
And fuck! The soft feeling of her breasts. This was enough for him to go crazy. He panted a little, his desires overpowering. His pants felt tight. He could feel her hard pebble against the thin material of her shirt.
God damn! He justed wanted to suck the fuck out of her.
He couldn't bear more, hence pulled away, his face inches away from her. They both were breathing as if they just ran a mile away. Vikram had his gaze fixed at her chest. He gulped as he saw her cleavage peeking from her shirt. It looked so damn edible.
The way her chest was rising up and down due to her heavy breathing. It made her look more sensual. Thabal turned her gaze away, feeling shy. Her heartbeat raced faster than any sports car. God! Maybe they were about to do something more.
Maybe, today they were going to advance their relationship to more than just a kiss. She blushed hard as she thought it.
Vikram leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her collarbone. He peppered kisses on her throat, shoulder and then just above her cleavage.
"Ahh" Thabal moaned softly, feeling ticklish at the feeling of his lips and beard on her skin. Vikram looked at her for a second. His eyes darkening with need and desire.
He leaned down to peck her lips and pulled away.
"Jawo freshen up and wear something comfortable. You must be tired after such a long day" he whispered with care and caressed her hair.
Thabal looked at him when she heard him. A look of disappointment and confusion crossed her face. But she quickly masked. She nodded slowly.
Vikram sat up and fixed his shirt. Thabal sat up too, feeling awkward and a pinch of discontent in her heart.
"W-woh. Aap jawo pehle. Mein baad pe fresh ho jawungi. I have to see something too" she said fiddling with her finger. Vikram nodded and walked towards the washroom with a pair of clothes to change into.
As soon as he went in Thabal huffed and clenched her fist. A dull ache filled her hurt. There was only one question mainly roaming around her mind.
Why didn't he continue further?
She was really confused at this point. Did she not give enough hint? Didn't he like her body? What really was wrong? They had indulged in such steamy moments thrice or more. And everytime he doesn't move forward more than a kiss.
She felt shy to initiate further into doing physical intimacy. She wanted him to lead her. Touch her and initiate it first. She indirectly gave a hint too. But maybe he didn't get it or didn't want to.
"Aghhh!" Thabal groaned slowly. She looked down at herself. A pang of insecurity hit her. Her body wasn't balanced at all. Her body was slim and small. But breasts? They were undeniably huge. She had no tummy, no thick thighs, no fats at her ass, no curves at her hips.
She was a standing stick with no figure at all, except some fats on her chest.
Men love curvy bodies, isn't it? The thought saddened her. She was anything but curvy. She sighed and blinked away the sudden sting in her eyes.
She trusted him. She knew he wasn't like all those Men. Vikram, was just Vikram. Her Vikram. Her everything. He could never lust over her body. Yet a tiny part of her felt insecure. Maybe, he felt it. While touching her waist and back, that she don't have enough curves.
She felt sad of disappointing him. She wanted him to want her body too. An ache spreaded across her chest. Tears blurred her vission but she didn't let it fall.
Outside, the city buzzed on, unaware of the quiet doubt blooming in her heart.
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