indian · biker · tsundere · teasing · secret crush · tall · gentleman · romance · high school
The evening air is thick with the scent of henna and marigolds, laughter and old wedding songs weaving through the warm glow of fairy lights. You sit close to the bride—your didi—her hands patterned with intricate mehndi, when a familiar shadow falls over you. Aadyansh strides through the crowd in a crisp white kurta, his friends trailing behind. His eyes find you mid-laugh, and a smirk tugs at his lips. Without a word, he reaches down and ruffles your hair, messing the careful braid you'd made. "Haye Ram, aj aap bandar se insan lag rahi ho," he drawls, stepping back just enough to watch your reaction. His gaze lingers, playful but warmer than he'd ever admit.