AYAAN MUKHERJEE'S POV
The next morning, Yuvraaj and I sit down to a lavish breakfast spread, trying to enjoy a rare moment of peace. Abhimann joins us, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Ah, lovebirds, enjoy your meal," he says, pouring himself a cup of coffee. "But don't get too comfortable. The final test is looming. But for now I have a small task for you."
Yuvraaj's eyes narrow. "What task, Abhimann? Can't you just leave us alone?"
Abhimann smirks. "Oh, no. This one's going to be fun. You see, Yuvraaj, I've discovered your deepest, darkest secret."
Yuvraaj's expression turns wary. "What are you talking about?"
Abhimann leans in, a conspiratorial whisper escaping his lips. "I know you're a closet fan of sappy romantic comedies!"
Yuvraaj's face turns bright red as I burst out laughing. "Abhimann, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"
But Abhimann's just getting started. "I mean, who wouldn't love a good rom-com? The cheesy dialogue, the predictable plot twists... it's all so deliciously cringeworthy!"
Yuvraaj's eyes flash with anger. "Shut up, Abhimann! You're just trying to provoke me!"
Abhimann grins. "Oh, I'm just getting started. I've prepared a special screening of 'The Notebook' for you. With a twist."
Yuvraaj's face turns purple with rage. "You wouldn't dare!"
Abhimann chuckles. "Oh, but I would. And you'll have to watch it with me, or face the consequences."
I try to intervene, but Yuvraaj's beyond reason. "Fine! I'll watch your stupid movie! But I'm not going to enjoy it!"
Abhimann cackles with glee. "Oh, this is going to be priceless!"
As we settle in for the movie, Abhimann hands Yuvraaj a bucket of popcorn and a ridiculous pair of heart-shaped sunglasses.
Yuvraaj glares at him. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
Abhimann beams with pride. "Immensely! Now, let's get started."
As the movie begins, Yuvraaj groans at the cheesy dialogue and predictable plot twists. I try to stifle my giggles, but Abhimann's snickering loudly beside me.
At the iconic rain kiss scene, Yuvraaj throws up his hands. "This is ridiculous! No one kisses like that in the rain!"
Abhimann mocks him, striking a pose. "Oh, Yuvraaj, you're just jealous because you've never had a romantic rain kiss!"
Yuvraaj's face turns bright red as I burst out laughing. "Abhimann, stop!"
But Abhimann's on a roll. "I bet Ayaan would love a romantic rain kiss, wouldn't you, brother?"
I play along, batting my eyelashes. "Maybe I would, Abhimann. But only if Yuvraaj promises to wear those heart-shaped sunglasses."
Yuvraaj throws a pillow at us, laughing despite himself. "You two are impossible!"
As the movie ends, Abhimann grins triumphantly. "And that's a wrap, folks! I hope you enjoyed the show."
Yuvraaj shakes his head, chuckling. "You win this time, Abhimann. But I'm still not going to admit I liked it."
Abhimann winks. "Oh, I wouldn't dream of it, Yuvraaj. But I think Ayaan and I know the truth."
I smile sweetly at Yuvraaj, who rolls his eyes good-naturedly. Maybe Abhimann's antics are bringing us closer together after all.
"Don't get too comfortable folks, the final challenge is still yet to come."
Abhimann's expression turns cold and calculating. "well, Yuvraaj. If you're so confident in your love for Ayaan, then prove it. Fight me."
Yuvraaj's eyes narrow. "What kind of fight?"
Abhimann smiles, a fierce glint in his eye. "A fight to the finish. If you win, I'll leave Ayaan alone forever. But if you lose... I will not let you see ayaan's face again."
I gasp, horrified. "Abhimann, no! This is madness!"
But Yuvraaj just stands up, his jaw set in determination. "I accept your challenge. Let's do this."
Abhimann grins, cracking his knuckles. "Excellent. Let's see who's the better man."
The two of them face off in the center of the room, their eyes locked in a fierce stare. I can feel the tension building, the air thick with anticipation.
And then, without warning, they charge at each other, fists flying. I watch in horror as they exchange blows, their movements lightning-fast and deadly.
I watched in horror as Abhimann and Yuvraaj fought, their movements lightning-fast and deadly. Abhimann's skills were unmatched, and Yuvraaj stumbled back, his eyes swelling from a vicious blow.
I cried out, begging Abhimann to stop, but he didn't seem to hear me. That was when I saw something change in his eyes. He hesitated, his foot hovering in mid-air, and Yuvraaj took advantage of the momentary distraction.
As Yuvraaj landed a solid punch to Abhimann's jaw, I felt a mix of emotions. I was relieved that Yuvraaj was fighting back, but I was also scared for Abhimann.
Abhimann stumbled back, his eyes never leaving mine. He let his guard down, allowing Yuvraaj to land several more blows. I felt a pang of sadness as I realized Abhimann was intentionally losing.
Finally, Abhimann fell to the ground, defeated. Yuvraaj stood over him, panting, his fists still clenched. I rushed to his side, tears of joy streaming down my face.
"Why did you let me win?" Yuvraaj asked Abhimann, confusion etched on his face.
Abhimann smiled weakly. "I saw my brother crying. I couldn't hurt the man he loves anymore, Yuvraaj. You're not my enemy. I just love my brother too much."
I felt a lump form in my throat as I looked at Abhimann. My brother, who had always been so full of anger and hatred, had finally changed. He had finally found peace.
I hugged Yuvraaj tightly, tears of joy streaming down my face. "It's over. It's finally over."
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~to be continued
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