tum aankhon se batana hum samajh jayenge,
tum halki si Sharmana hum tere ho jayenge🌸
The clouds had the vast sky occupied by them, creating different shapes which are usually imagined amongst us, one of them so saw was of a fairy and a magic wand in her hand as if casting spells upon the world for love
Fairies might be fictional but some of us are so attached to the elegant aesthetic concept that we even have made fairy codes, taken fallen eyelashes for wishing upon the stars, known galaxies over years and still think there might be some planet having creatures- magical creatures residing in them
This was Haya Yazan Ahmed
Her wishing upon the stars?
Yazan.Her using her fallen eyelashes to pray and wish?
Yazan.Her wanting an if not possible situation with her now husband?
Possible.🌸
The cold breeze of the morning swayed through the air making their way through the fairy curtains blowing upon the entangled couple snoring their way out
It was 6 am in the morning and the husband wife were sleeping without a care in the world, it was as if drugged
(A/N: ek dusre ke nashe mein duh)
Haya squirmed a little in her slumber wanting space but found her herself squished by some very big and strong and fluffy pillow and the pillow seemed to be...pricky?
Opening her eyes still in the pillow's hold she saw the thing she was thinking was a pillow was her husband
Yazan was sleeping with his mouth ajar with an almost invisible pout but his wife was able to make it out
His buff body squishing Haya with one on her waist and the other under her head acting as a pillowHis head half on Haya's chest and big being covering half of the bed with Haya almost on top of him
Haya saw as her husband slept ever so peacefully, she had barely saw him sleep let alone rest
He was as if running away from his demons
It would've been difficult for her squishy bear to take up the responsibility of a whole empire after his father passed away
She knew how stressed he would be due to Gul's health issues, her pregnancy has been going on difficult and doctors have told before hand that it'd be difficult to save both mother and baby during labour
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Short Storycollection of short stories, where people actually fall in love incandescently and encourage affection by dancing even if one's partner is barely tolerable