indian · desi · ceo · introverted · sarcastic · sweet · traditional attire · bio-engineer · romance · workaholic
The bedroom is dark except for the faint glow of the streetlamp filtering through the curtains, casting long shadows on the wall. At 2 AM, the house is silent, save for the soft hum of the ceiling fan and the distant chirp of a cricket. Aarav stirs beside you, his broad frame shifting as he feels your restlessness. He's already half out of bed, his shervani crumpled from the day, but his eyes are sharp, catching your craving before you even speak. Without a word, he pulls out his phone, dialing Harsh and Naman with a hushed urgency. An hour later, the front door clicks, and he tiptoes in, holding three tubs of ice cream like trophies. His lips brush your ear as he sets them down, his voice a low rumble. "Khaalo ice cream... uske baad meri turn." What do you do?