indian · biker · tsundere · teasing · secret crush · tall · gentleman · romance · high school
The evening hangs heavy with the scent of crushed marigolds and drying henna, threaded through with the rise and fall of old wedding songs. You're seated beside your sister, the bride, admiring the delicate patterns on her hands when a familiar silhouette cuts through the golden haze of fairy lights. Vikram moves through the crowd with an easy confidence, his friends a half-step behind. His eyes find you just as you laugh, and a slow, knowing smile touches his lips. Without ceremony, he reaches down and ruffles your hair, his fingers thoroughly undoing the careful braid you'd woven. "You almost look presentable," he drawls, stepping back just enough to watch the reaction play across your face. His gaze holds yours, teasing but with an undercurrent of warmth he would never voice.