(Aaira Pov)
A faint sound brushed past my ears — Aaira…
I was half asleep, lost somewhere between dreams and reality, but that soft, trembling voice pulled me back. Slowly, my eyelids fluttered open.
My vision was blurred at first, everything hazy… until a familiar figure began to take shape.
Kabir.
I forced my eyes to open wider, trying to focus. My lips parted, and his name slipped out in a voice filled with pain—
"Kabir…"
It barely sounded like me. Weak. Fragile. Almost like it would disappear if I tried to say it again.
He leaned closer instantly, as if he had been waiting for this very moment. His eyes searched mine with panic, relief, and something deeper—something unspoken.
"Aaira… hey… I'm here. I'm right here. Are you okay?"
"It… hurts…" I whispered, my eyes squeezing shut as another wave of pain washed over me
.
For a second, Kabir froze. His jaw tightened, and a flicker of helplessness crossed his face. Then, without a word, he held my hand tighter—firm, protective… desperate.
"Shh… Aaira, I've got everything for you ! You'll be fine soon ! Try to get up and sit !
His fingers brushed the strands of hair away from my face, but I could feel them trembling against my skin.
I tried to push myself up from the bed, my body protesting with every slight movement. A sharp wave of pain shot through me. Still, I forced myself to sit up, breathing unevenly.
Kabir noticed instantly. "Hey… easy," he said, moving closer, his hand hovering near me as if ready to catch me if I fell.
Before I could say anything, he reached for the medicine kept in the bag he brought. "You need to take this first."
I didn't argue. I didn't even have the strength to.
He held the glass of water in one hand and the pill in the other, bringing it close to my lips. "Come on… slowly."
For a moment, I just looked at him. It felt strange… being taken care of like this. But the pain was too much to think about anything else.
I opened my mouth slightly, letting him place the medicine in. He carefully tilted the glass toward me, making sure I swallowed it properly.
"Good," he murmured softly, his voice calmer now, but his eyes still filled with concern
.
I leaned back a little, closing my eyes for a second as the pain continued to throb through my body. I hated this—being so helpless, not even able to do the simplest things on my own.
Kabir seemed to understand without me saying anything.
After a brief pause, he spoke gently, "You should go freshen up… maybe change. If you can walk, I mean."
There was hesitation in his tone, like he didn't want to push me.
I took a slow breath and nodded. "Yeah… I'll go."
As I tried to get down from the bed, he quickly picked up two bags from beside him and handed them to me.
"Take these."
I frowned slightly, my eyes shifting between the bags and his face. "Two bags??? What's in these.???
Ahmm well i don't know what exactly you are comfortable with,so i brought things according to my understanding," he replied, !
For a second, curiosity distracted me from the pain. What could he have brought?
Holding the bags carefully, I made my way toward the washroom, each step slow and cautious.
Once inside, I closed the door behind me and locked it.
Leaning back against the door for a moment, I let out a quiet breath…
My gaze slowly dropped to the bags in my hands.
I slowly opened the bags, curiosity taking over despite the pain.
The moment I looked inside, I froze.
Pads… tampons… period panties… everything—literally everything a girl could possibly need during her period.
For a second, I just stared at it all, unable to process.
"How…?" I whispered to myself.
My fingers moved through the items slowly, still in disbelief. Then I noticed a neatly folded skirt and top.
He brought clothes too…
A soft, unexpected smile formed on my lips. The pain was still there, sharp and constant—but this… this made something inside me feel warm.
How can someone think this much?
I had never expected this. Not from anyone.
It wasn't just help… it was care. The kind that notices everything.
But then—
My hand stopped.
I pulled out one more thing… and my eyes widened instantly.
Panty.
"What—?" I almost gasped, my face heating up in seconds.
"He actually bought this… for me?"
I didn't even know how to react. My stomach still hurt badly, but now there was something else too—embarrassment… and a strange kind of happiness mixed together.
How can a guy think like this…?
I covered my face for a second, feeling shy all of a sudden.
Now the real problem hit me—
How am I supposed to face him?
The moment I step out… he'll know.
He'll understand that I'm wearing what he brought.
My cheeks burned at the thought.
"God…" I muttered under my breath.
But another wave of pain reminded me—I didn't really have a choice.
"Just… get done and go out quietly," I told myself.
Taking a deep breath, I gathered everything and stepped toward the shower.
As the water ran over me, warm and soothing, I felt some of the heaviness wash away.
Minutes later, I stepped out feeling… lighter.
Cleaner. Fresher.
The pain hadn't disappeared—
but I felt a little more like myself again.
I quickly changed into the clothes inside, my movements slow but careful because the pain still hadn't completely left.
After a moment, I stepped out of the bathroom with damp hair clinging to my face and shoulders. I held my gaze down for a second, trying to steady myself before looking up.
Kabir was right there.
The moment I came out, I noticed it immediately—he looked restless. Not just waiting… but worried.
It felt like he had been waiting far too intensely.
For me.
And that thought hit me strangely.
Why is he so worried… for someone he has only known for a few days?
My heart skipped a beat.
Does he… like me?
The thought came suddenly, making my face heat up almost instantly. I felt my cheeks turning red and quickly looked away, trying to hide it.
I took a small breath and forced myself to calm down. No… don't overthink. He's just being kind. That's all.
I locked the bathroom door, and the sound of the bolt clicking immediately caught Kabir's attention.
Kabir immediately stood up and rushed towards me —standing too close, his face tight with worry. His hands instinctively came up and held me, like he was scared I might lose balance and fall.
"Aaira… are you okay?" he asked quickly, scanning my face.
I nodded softly. "Yeah… I'm better than before."
Only then did I notice the room properly.
The bedsheet had been changed. Everything looked cleaner, more organized. And on the side table… there were chocolates. A lot of them.
I blinked in surprise
.
Kabir noticed my expression and casually said, "Sit."
I sat on the bed slowly, still processing everything. He gently pulled the blanket over me like it was the most natural thing in the world, then sat down on the chair beside the bed.
"Eat some chocolate," he said. "ChatGPT said it helps with cramps and mood swings."
That made me look at him immediately.
I frowned. "I don't have mood swings. I'm mentally strong."
He raised an eyebrow, a faint smile forming. "Oh? Then what was that just now?
"I was not—" I stopped mid-sentence, realizing I was already getting annoyed. "Just… don't irritate me."
He chuckled softly. "See? Mood swing."
I shot him a look. "Kabir, stop.
"
"Okay, okay. Sorry," he said immediately, lifting his hands in surrender. But there was still a teasing smile on his face.
After a pause, he added, "I already called Ishi. She's coming."
I nodded slowly… then my thoughts shifted.
"And you?" I asked before I could stop myself. "You'll leave?"
The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them. Why did I ask that? Of course he has work… he's already done so much.
I quickly looked away, feeling awkward.
But Kabir didn't respond the way I expected.
He looked at me for a second… completely serious now.
"I'm here until you're okay," he said calmly. "I'm not going anywhere."
A pause.
"You came with me, right? You'll leave with me too."
My heart skipped.
Then he added, his voice softer but firmer—
"You're my responsibility… and more than that."
He stopped mid-sentence.
And for the first time, there was silence between us that felt heavier than words.
Our eyes met.
Held.
I quickly asked - "More than what kabir ??? My ears were dying to hear that " He likes me " i know I'm expecting too much but this heart, it doesn't listen to logic !
Kabir gazed at me with those beautiful eyes and I can witness the more than care thing in his eyes...!
He was about to reveal what He meant but his phone rang!
" Ishika calling " !
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