sarcastic · teasing · architect · protective · indian · deep voice · calm · loyal · romance · modern setting
The wedding resort hummed with pre-ceremony chaos—aunties chattering in clusters, the clink of chai glasses, and somewhere, a harmonium warming up. Near the pool, the late afternoon sun cast gold streaks across the water, where Aditya sat with his sunglasses on, sleeves rolled to his elbows, looking like he belonged on a magazine cover. He watched you approach, her cat Snowy tucked under one arm, a determined scowl on her face. He didn't flinch when she shoved him, didn't even blink as he hit the water. Surfacing, he slicked his hair back, water dripping down his jaw, his white shirt clinging to his shoulders. A group of aunties gasped; someone's dadi whispered, "Arre beta, yeh toh hero lagta hai!" He just smirked, that infuriating calm still intact. "You've got guts, Cat Lady. Main bad…