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Started Typing On - 31/12/2018 (8.30 PM- 9.22 PM)

Chapter 39- Flirting Without Any Shame

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Jaanvi's Pov:

I smelt someone burning from inside but who cares? The least I cared about someone rotting themselves inside out. Kiaan was sitting in the middle, like an angry kid with his hands folded over his chest. Showing minimal amount of strong muscles, you could almost see his veins poking out of his bicep over the white shirt he wore.

White.

How much I disliked that colour. I love cake, and I love enjoying every bite of it. I can't eat like those well behaved ladies, putting napkin over their dress or lap to protect their dresses. Nor I could stop in on bite. I ate. A lot. Every spoon I took, I moved my mouth to the flavour slowly to enjoy every bit of it. Eating slow helps me understand the taste better. Therefore, eating in white has never been the best for me.

Not my fault. The colour is too clean.

I agree though that I don't pay attention when I'm eating. My full focus is on the food.

Anyways, back to the angry baby sitting in between Ayush and I. His eyes were closed but his ears, wide open! I started praising Ayush in front of Kiaan on purpose to check whether he was actually sleeping or not. In reply what he did cleared my doubt. He breathed out deeply, showing the frustration from the praise Ayush just got from me. His folded arms, were now tightly wrapped around his body stating many points.

Called me slave nah? I thought grinning ear to ear. Oh how much I loved pissing him off.

"But seriously Ayush, you're so handsome!" I repeated the same sentence over fifty time now, again returned with a cute blush from Ayush. "God, if you I met you before that donkey." I showed the clear sadness from my expressions as I let out a sigh. Kiaan's eyes flung open as he coughed continuously, looking into my eyes with rage.

"You ok Kiaan?" Ayush asked with a concern, hitting the bell ready to ask the airhostess for a glass of water.

"I'm fi-fine." He slightly shrugged Ayush's hand of his body leaning a bit closer to my seat. He looked pissed, I should be damn worried right now but a laugh escaped my mouth.

I could never control my laugh.

Especially in serious situations.

"Why are you laughing?" Asked my husband, with curiosity as he touched his face, checking whether he looks fine.

"Ayush," I ignored Kiaan earning a death glare from him. Ayush passed the glass of water to Kiaan, given by the airhostess, he turned his attention to me waiting for me to speak. "My good for nothing husband also has a coughing problem like Mr Kiaan. Funny nah?" 

Ayush's eyes went wide, his mouth flung open. "Your married Jaanvi?"

I sighed purposely, lowering my eyes in sadness and loneliness. "Yes." I whispered, fidgeting with my hands. "H-he, doesn't love me. He's ch-cheating on me." since 15, I wanted to add but didn't otherwise Kiaan would ask me too many questions. I could tell him that I saw his picture with that girl. Standing too close. Too close for my jealously to grow.

"He what?" Kiaan nearly shouted, unfolding his arms, now on his seat. He gave me the -are-you-kidding-me- look.

"H-he is." I let out a tear.

Hey, never knew drama class would help me this much. Aditi was right. She was the one who forced me into attending the drama class with her when we were sixteen. Oh how much I love that girl.

"But it's ok." I weakly smiled, meeting both the guys eyes on me. I looked at Ayush, ignoring Kiaan's heating gaze on me. "I'm willing to move on." Just to spice it all up, adding a bit of salt on Kiaan's wounds I placed my hand on Ayush's smiling.

Smart people would understand what I was trying to do. I was flirting with Ayush in front of my husband, without any shame.

I enjoyed it though.

His blazing eyes landed on my hand on Ayush, within few seconds he rose up from his chair. In process my hand was pushed away from Ayush's because of Kiaan's body. I glared at him, strongly.

"You ok Kiaan?" Ayush asked.

"Y-yeah, ye-yeah, yeah." He looked at me in a dominating, warning look. "i-I just need to use the bathroom." Obviously he didn't, but how else would he cover up his stupid action, of standing up suddenly.

"Oh good! Till then I'll sit on your seat Kia--" he didn't even let me finish. He sat down on his seat quickly, looking a bit worried. "Umm, bathroom? No?" I asked innocently.

"I can hold it." Sure you can. But you can't hold your jealousy.

Ayush shook his head negatively. "No Kiaan, it's not good to hold it up. You should go." He placed his hand on Kiaan's shoulder as if he was encouraging Kiaan for a war.

What the fuck was going on?

Ayush's serious, yet encouraging expressions were giving me a hard time to hold my laughter.

A, because Kiaan didn't want to use the bathroom and here Ayush was seriously worried. About what? That Kiaan would be holding it, for few minutes?

B, because I've never seen two guys talking about using the bathroom.

C, because Ayush was giving horrifying expressions as if Kiaan just disclosed the news of him being pregnant. Not that I'd mind but hey, sounds strangely weird.

What was happening to our generation?

"I'm fine." Kiaan stressed the word smiling in an awkward manner, seeing Ayush's concern face. The man was ready to argue over the toilet when Kiaan opened his mouth. "I'm seriously fine brother."

Ayush's expressions completely changed. Changed into a sweet, overwhelmed smiled, with soft eyes ready to shed tears, right here, right now.

I take that back. Thank god I didn't meet him. He's too sensitive for my liking.

"Y-you c-called me b-brother?" No, he called you sister. I wanted to add but zipped my mouth shut.

"Uhh." Kiaan turned to look at me for help, but I just shrug looking into my screen. I saw from the corner of my eye, Kiaan looking at Ayush in a strange look. "Yes, i-I called you brother."

"Oh brother." He let out a deep breath, which I think he held. He pulled Kiaan into a big, tight brotherly hug. Wow, he seriously is sensitive. "Nobody ever called me brother, I always wanted to hear it from someone mouth but never could. Thank you Kiaan. Thank you."

I felt like I was watching an Indian daily soap on repeat. You the one where two long lost brothers finally meet? Yeah, this situation reminded me of that.

"Oh." Is all my crazy husband said. The look on his face was priceless. He looked slightly proud? For basically doing nothing. He gave me a bright smiling mouthing, 'see my affect'

I mouthed back glaring at him. 'Yes, only on men.'

We were on our way back home. To Kiaan's three bedroom house. When Kiaan was busy getting the luggage I quickly took Ayush's number. He was a bit of an emotional fool but a nice guy. I was hundred percent sure that I wouldn't exist to Kiaan once we land.

I blame so called 'work.'

"Maybe we could hang out some time Ayush." Was what I said to him, around fifteen minute ago before we left the airport? He happily wrote his phone number on my phone.

I looked out the taxi to see beautiful green, fresh looking tress putting a smile on my face automatically. People walking around the parks, with ice cream in their hand. I looked at Kiaan sitting beside me, busy on his phone typing something.

And this is supposed to be our honeymoon? I smiled in disbelief, putting my head on the window wondering, 'Could I ever be happy with Kiaan? Holding an ice cream in one hand and on my other hand my cute little baby's finger.' But nope, I stopped the hope, dream or imagination you can call it, right there.

Expectations hurt.

Don't think I can handle any more pain.

I folded my arms around my body, hugging it as I doze off to sleep. Deep, tired sleep.

Married My Enemy

Ps, it's not annoying that my chapter are based on one full day is it? Like other stories my stories aren't skipped into months quickly. So I just wanted to know that it's going good as it is?