“I have never been kissed before,” she murmured against his lips that stayed less than an inch away from hers.
His thumb that had been gently caressing her cheek stopped as his hand slipped to her nape and he pulled himself away just enough to make her open her eyes.
Her unexpected confession dazed him. “You haven’t?”
She smacked on his chest. “Don’t make it sound like I am revealing a secret. You knew it from day one, didn’t you?”
“I didn’t.”
She narrowed her eyes at the sincerity in both, his voice and orbs. Was he serious?
“AVVVM…” She chided, pushing him away. “And I thought I told you that you are my first boyfriend!”
“I know that!” He stepped closer, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear.
“Then?”
“What then? You don’t have to have a boyfriend to kiss! You can kiss someone who isn’t your boyfriend and someone can be your boyfriend without you kissing him! Look at me! How long it has been since we are dating? How long? Six months? And we are still struggling for our first kiss.” He chuckled making a deep frown appear on her face.
“UGH! I hate you like I haven’t hated anybody in my entire freaking life!” She stomped her foot, landing her fists on his shoulder in sheer annoyance.
“Wrong,” he muttered, locking her hands behind her back as he pulled her toward him, “you love me like you haven’t loved anybody in your entire freaking life!”
You
Love
Me
Like
You
Haven’t
Loved
Anybody
In
Your
Entire
Freaking
Life!
💜
This is a random piece of fiction. Absolute imagination. Kind of a random mini tale based on the picture on the characters named Ishqi and Aahan from the show Ishk Par Zor Nahi.Â