AAAA!" I screamed, instantly turning away and clutching the towel tighter, completely frozen in embarrassment amd rushed to the bathroom !
Then realization hit him all at once.
His expression changed immediately. Shock… then awkwardness… then he quickly looked away.
His cheeks turned slightly red,!
He cleared his throat and said - "Are you mad ??? Why didn't you lock the door from inside??? You kid !
I screamed from the bathroom - " Don't call me kid ! You're older !
"I'll step out," he said flatly, still facing away.
But before he could leave, I spoke quickly.
"Wait."
He stopped. "Hmm? What is it?"
It felt extremely awkward for me. My voice came out smaller than I expected.
"Can you… give me my clothes?"
There was a brief pause.
"Hmm," he replied.
A moment later, I stood there silently,
realizing another problem. Shit… I'm on my period too.
I can't even ask for pads right now.
I waited, feeling the silence stretch.
Then I felt his presence closer—not fully looking, not crossing the boundary. Just enough to make me aware he was there.
He carefully placed the clothes near me, avoiding any unnecessary contact, and said in a steady voice, "I'll be outside."
Then he added after a pause, "I need to talk to you."
Before I could even process what he wanted to talk about, my eyes fell on the clothes he had brought.
Pants… bra… and pads.
My mind froze for a second.
How does he even know my periods aren't over yet?
And… he even brought undergarments.
My face instantly heated up.
Shit… I'm going to walk out wearing this… he'll know exactly what I'm wearing underneath… this is so embarrassing.
I quickly changed, my thoughts completely scattered the whole time.
"Why does God always put me in the most awkward situations?" I muttered under my breath, rushing through it.
As soon as I was done, I stepped out.
Kabir was standing there.
His eyes immediately landed on me—silent, observant, unreadable. I could feel his gaze, and it made my heart beat faster for reasons I didn't fully understand.
I started walking toward him slowly, still a little flustered.
But suddenly, my foot slipped.
"Ah—!"
I lost my balance.
Before I could fall, Kabir stepped forward and caught me instantly.
Time felt like it paused.
We both froze.
My hands instinctively held onto him, and his grip was firm but careful, steadying me completely.
For a moment, we just looked at each other.
Too close.
Too quiet.
Then I felt it—his hand gently moving near my face. A strand of my hair had fallen across my cheek. Very slowly, almost hesitantly, he tucked it behind my ear.
That small touch made my breath catch.
My heart started beating faster.
It wasn't loud. It wasn't dramatic.
But it felt… different.
Kabir seemed to realize it too. There was the slightest hesitation in his expression, like he had crossed a line he didn't mean to.
He loosened his grip a little and step away immediately.
And I also managed to avoid eye contact with him !
After that, he cleared his throat slightly and said, "I needed to ask you something."
His tone was back to being controlled and distant. "What is your exam pattern? And your admit card details?"
For a second, I actually felt a small spark of happiness. I quickly replied, "Why are you asking?"
He didn't change his expression. "Just answer what I'm asking."
I hesitated for a moment, then gave him all the details. I even told him about Akshat Sir and everything related to my exams.
When I was done, I asked again, "Why are you asking all this?"
Then his voice dropped—cold, final.
"You will not be giving the exam."
I froze.
"What…? But why?"
He looked at me without any emotion and said, "Because your connection with the outside world doesn't matter anymore."
My breath hitched. "You're so cruel…
I thought maybe you were trying to help because of those books… but I forgot—Kabir Rathore can never be good. You're a devil."
I said it straight into his eyes, anger rising in me.
But he didn't react. Not even slightly.
His calmness made it worse.
"This won't happen," I added firmly. "You won't be able to cancel anything."
He finally looked away and said, "We'll see about that."
And without another word, he turned and walked out of the room.
I started panicking the moment he left.
"No… I have to give my exam. I can't let this happen," I kept repeating to myself, trying to control my breathing.
But slowly, I forced myself to calm down.
Aaira, think. You need to get out of here somehow. Use your brain.
I sat down, trying to plan everything carefully.
Who do I even have outside? Who can I trust?
I thought about Akshat Sir… and Ishika too.
But then my heart sank.
I didn't even remember their phone numbers.
Frustration hit me again.
But then—something clicked in my mind.
Ishika… she's related to Kabir.
That meant her number must be in his phone.
A small hope sparked inside me.
But the next thought followed immediately—how do I get it?
I stayed quiet for a while, thinking hard.
Then a plan started forming in my mind.
At night… when everyone is asleep… I'll go inside the kabir room and somehow get his phone and will note down Ishika's number .
It was risky.
But at that moment, it felt like my only chance.
Night had fallen.
The entire place was silent. One by one, the lights had gone out, and everyone seemed to be asleep.
But I wasn't.
My mind was sharp. Focused. This was my only chance.
I moved slowly through the corridor, every step careful, making sure no sound escaped.
The darkness was thick, but faint light from outside windows helped me see my way.
Finally, I reached Kabir's room.
My heart started beating faster.
I hesitated for a second… then slowly pushed the door open.
He was there.
Asleep on the bed, shirtless ,half naked, !
I stood here like a statue , staring him shamelessly !
He was looking so charming! Sleeping like a careless baby who need nothing but warmth and love !
My shameless eyes gazed him from face and stucked into his chest and abs,,,damnn perfectly crafted....! Freaking sexxyyy and attractive!
I almost forgot my mission at that moment!
"HIS WIFE WOULD BE SO LUCKY,, AFTERALL ,HIS HUSBAND WOULD BE FREAKING SEXYY !!!
I whispered, shamelessly looking at his exposed body !
But I shook my head.
Focus, Aaira. Focus.
I moved closer, careful not to wake him.
My eyes searched for his phone.
It was on the side.
I reached for it slowly, my fingers trembling slightly.
I picked it up.
But—
A problem.
Password lock.
My heart sank.
"No…" I whispered under my breath.
I stared at the screen, thinking fast. Panic tried to creep in, but I forced it down.
Think. Don't panic now.
I looked back at him once—still asleep.
Then back at the phone.
There had to be a way.
I quickly tried what I always used on my own phone—my usual habit.
I typed 0806.
The screen unlocked.
I froze.
For a second, I just stared at it in disbelief.
"No way…" I whispered under my breath
.
I quickly turned the phone slightly, checking it properly—like maybe I had grabbed the wrong one, maybe it was mine somehow.
But it wasn't.
It was Kabir's phone.
My mind went blank for a second.
How…?
I looked at him, still asleep on the bed, and then back at the phone in my hand.
The same password.
The one I used because 8 June (0806) was my birthday.
My chest tightened slightly.
Why would Kabir use the same?
Coincidence… or something else?
"Did he.... because...my birthday...???
My thoughts started spiraling, my heart beating faster than before.
I shook my head quickly.
"No… focus. Mission first," I whispered to myself.
I forced my hands to stop shaking and held the phone properly again, reminding myself why I came here in the first place.
I noted Ishika's number quickly on my hand, then placed the phone back in its place.
Just as I turned around—
Kabir was standing right in front of me.
My body froze instantly.
Shit… did he see everything?
My heart dropped as I stood there, completely still, trying to think of an excuse… trying to gather the courage to speak.
Before I could say anything, Kabir frowned slightly and spoke.
"Where…?" he muttered in a confused voice.
Then he stepped a little closer.
"You've come into my dream again, haven't you?"
I blinked.
"What…?"
His gaze looked unfocused, heavy with sleep.
It took me a second to realize—
He wasn't fully awake.
He lightly touched my face, as if confirming I was real
.
"Why do you keep coming back?" he murmured softly.
Then, almost in a faint, sleepy tone, he added,
"And you feel… more real than before."
A small, absent-minded smile appeared on his face.
I stood completely frozen.
He's dreaming… he's still asleep.
Relief and confusion mixed inside me at the same time.
This was my chance.
I was about to go but..
He suddenly grabbed my wrist !
His grip was firmer this time, like he didn't want to let me go even in his half-asleep state.
"Don't…" he murmured, voice low and unstable. "In reality, you hate me… at least don't hate me in my dreamstoo."
I froze.
Before I could react, he pulled slightly, and I lost my balance.
In the next moment, I stumbled and fell back onto the bed.
Kabir ended up leaning over me, both of us suddenly too close.
My breath caught.
There was a strange, unexplainable feeling being so close to him… he looked incredibly gentle and beautiful.
He was asleep… but even though I was fully conscious, I wasn't in control of myself either. I was completely lost in his face.
His eyes searched my face slowly, like he was trying to recognize something he had been looking for a long time.
And then, he leaned closer and very gently, he kissed on my forehead.
"Aaira…" he murmured, his voice softer than I had ever heard. "You're beautiful."
My heart skipped.
My entire body went still.
I couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't even process what was happening.
But then his gaze shifted to my lips,my heart started racing, !
Thin and Pink lips ,as I prefer...! He passionately stared at my lips,,,!!!
Then he started bringing his lips towards my lips...
My heart started beating so fast and As his lips came more closer ,i closed my eyes,cheeks all red...!
"IS THIS HOW I'LL GET MY FIRST KISS AND WITH KABIRR???? I WHISPERED...!