Ambivalence

Serenity

Sharvansh's POV

I woke up feeling the softness under my cheeks, faint heart beats and the sweet scene eloped around me. And I couldn't help but breath in her cherry scent.

Cherry.

Sweet sour and sometimes bitter, and that's how Aaradhya was. And I loved every taste of hers. Her sweet teasing, playful smiles, even her rebellious attitude, were addictive.

And I couldn't be more grateful for her parents who gave birth to her. Last night was beautiful, her affectionate gestures stirred something deep within my soul, awakening emotions I had long buried. Memories of my childhood, of a time when my mother's loving care was all I knew, flooded back to me. And in that moment, with Aaradhya by my side, I felt a glimmer of that same warmth and love.

And as I lay there, enveloped in her warmth, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be.

As I opened my eyes, I caught Aaradhya trying to capture the moment with a picture, her phone held up in front of us. Her playful gesture brought a smile to my lips, warming my heart with the sheer joy of being with her.

In a mischievous impulse, I slid my hands under her shirt, fingers grazing her sides in a tickling motion. I knew her sensitivity to soft touches, and I couldn't resist the opportunity to elicit a playful response from her.

"Ha..Ha.. Ha.. Ansh stop it,"

Her laughter echoed through the room, filling the space with a joyous energy that was infectious. I couldn't help but smile as I watched her, her eyes sparkling with amusement as I playfully tickled her.

"Ansh, stop it!" she managed to gasp between giggles, her laughter music to my ears.

Leaning in, I peppered kisses across her forehead, her eyes, and her cheeks, savoring the sweetness of her laughter.

But as I moved to capture her lips with mine, she playfully interposed a pillow between us, teasing me with a playful barrier. Her mischievous grin only added to the charm of the moment, and I couldn't help but laugh at her antics.

"Alright, alright," I chuckled, leaning back slightly to give her some space. "I surrender... for now."

She rested her head and hand over my chest, her warmth seeping into my skin. Her suggestion caught me off guard, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her spontaneity.

"Ansh, chaliye na kahi ghumne chalte hain?" she proposed.

(Ansh, let's go somewhere, shall we?)

"Aapka matlab honeymoon?" I teased, knowing exactly where she was going with this.

(Are you talking about a honeymoon?) 

"Aap jo bhi samjhiye, mujhe toh bas ghumna hai," she replied with a playful smile.

(Whatever you understand, I just want to go out,)

I feigned seriousness, "Aapko lagta hum aapko kamre se bahar jaane denge."

(Do you think we'd let you out of the room?)

Her cheeks flushed crimson, and her eyes widened at my suggestive tone.

"Toh fir itni dur jaane ki kya zaroorat hai, jab ghumna hi nahi hai toh," she retorted, her playful banter earning a chuckle from me.

(Then what's the point of going so far if you're not in the mood to explore?)

"Accha thik hai, kaha jana chahati hai aap?" I asked.

(Alright, where do you want to go?)

Her face lit up with excitement, and she quickly sat up, her eyes shining with anticipation."Sacchi? Umm, mujhe Kedarnath jaana hai," she said.