𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭�...

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Rang Holi ke ho ya pyaar ke,
jaan... dono sirf mere hain

The moment Ishaan and Lavika stepped out of the airport, chaos erupted.

"LAVIIIIIIIII!"

A loud voice boomed across the arrivals section, making heads turn.

Lavika barely had time to react before Aditya barreled toward her, wrapping her in a tight hug and spinning her around.

"Bhaaaaiii! Rukkkkkkooo, chhodo mujhe, sab dekh rahe hain!" Lavika squealed, smacking his back.

Ishaan raised a brow, dragging their luggage behind him. "Bas jijaaa ji, cheerleading squad ka tryout hai kya?"

Aditya finally put Lavika down, grinning. "Arre, kya karein? Apni chhoti behen ka intezaar karte karte excitement double ho gayi thi."

Ishaan smirked. "Mujhe laga aap mera ka wait kar rahe ho."

Aditya rolled his eyes. "Dono ka, smartass. Chalo jaldi, Adya bhi wait kar rahi hai, ek surprise bhi hai!"

Lavika gasped, grabbing Aditya's arm. "BHAAAI! Good news??" Her eyes widened as realization hit. "Oh my god. Congratulations! Mai bua banne waali hoon?! Wowww. Gen-Z bua incoming!"

Ishaan choked on his own breath. "Jiju? Itni jaldi?" He crossed his arms, smirking. "Shame on you. Bechari meri behen."

Aditya groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "BAS. Karo. Aisa waisa kuch nahi hai, tum dono ke dimag ki dahi mat karwao. Aur yeh meri aur Adya ki beech ki baat hai, pagal logo."

Lavika pouted. "Uff. Toh phir batao na, surprise kya hai?"

Aditya grinned mischievously. "Wahi toh ghar chalo tab pata chalega."

Ishaan exhaled dramatically. "Dramatic family."

Lavika elbowed him. "Meri jaan, ab toh aadat daal lo."

Ishaan just smirked. "Aadat daal li hai, jaan."

A shiver ran down her spine at his tone, but before she could react, Aditya clapped his hands. "Chalo chalo, bahut time waste ho gaya. Ghar chalte hain!"

With that, the three of them headed toward the car, the chaos far from over.

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Lavika slid into the backseat with Ishaan, while Aditya took the driver's seat.

The moment the engine roared to life, she turned to her brother.

"Bhai, batao na! Kya surprise hai?"

Aditya smirked through the rearview mirror. "Patience, chhoti."

Lavika groaned, throwing her hands up. "Tum dono—matlab Adya bhabs bhi! Hamesha suspense banaye rakhte ho."

Ishaan chuckled beside her. "Shaadi ke baad na, jiju aur meri behen  ek dusre ke habits adopt kar chuke hain."

Aditya smirked. "Aur tu bhi na, meri tarah smartass ban gaya hai."

Lavika rolled her eyes. "Bhai, jaldi chalo. Mujhe Adya bhabs se milna hai."

Aditya simply grinned, speeding up slightly. "Bas thoda aur intezaar, chhoti."

And with that, the journey home continued, the excitement palpable in the air.

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The warmth of home wrapped around Lavika the moment she stepped inside.

The familiar scent of sandalwood incense mixed with the faint aroma of her mother's homemade food.

It felt like home—the place where love overflowed, where she wasn't just a doctor or a student, but simply their Lavika.

Before she could take another step, she was tackled into a bone-crushing hug.

"Meri bacchiiii!" Sakshi Mehra's voice was thick with emotion.

"Mumma!" Lavika giggled, squeezing her mother tightly. "Mujhe itna miss kiya?"

"Zyada nahi, bas har second tumhari yaad aayi," Sakshi sniffled dramatically, making Lavika laugh.

Harsh Mehra shook his head at his wife's theatrics, stepping forward to pat Lavika's head. "Beti ghar waapis aaye toh ghar roshan ho jata hai."

Lavika melted. "Aap dono bhi na... bas emotional kar dete ho!"

Before she could wipe her eyes, a voice interrupted—"Aur main? Emotional nahi ho sakti kya?"

Lavika turned to see Adya standing there, arms crossed, a fake pout on her face.

"BHABHSS!" Lavika squealed, launching into her arms. "Mujhe aapki itni yaad aayi!"

Adya chuckled, hugging her back. "Mujhe bhi, pagli. Tu wapas aa gayi, ab sab theek lag raha hai."

Ishaan stood silently by the door, observing the heartwarming reunion with a small smile.

The warmth in their family was foreign to him, yet comforting.

Sakshi turned toward him. "Ishaan beta, aao na! Yeh tumhara bhi ghar hai."

He nodded politely. "Thank you, aunty."

Harsh placed a firm hand on his shoulder. "Kaise ho, beta?"

"Bas busy tha kaam mein, uncle. Aap log kaise ho?"

"Sab badhiya, bas ab tum dono wapas aa gaye ho toh ghar aur bhi roshan ho gaya," Harsh said warmly.

Before Ishaan could respond, Sakshi clapped her hands. "Chalo, bacho. Jao, thodi der rest kar lo. Main lunch lagwa deti hoon. Jab tayar hoga, bula loongi."

Lavika grinned. "Thanks, mumma!" She instinctively grabbed Ishaan's hand and pulled him along toward the hallway.

Ishaan turned toward Adya. "Di, main nikalta hoon. Holi wale din milte hain."

Aditya scoffed. "Kyu saale sahib? Humare ghar mein itne saare rooms hai, aap kahin bhi reh sakte ho."

Ishaan leaned in slightly, murmuring under his breath, "Jahan mujhe rehna hai, udhar rehne doge kya?"

Aditya narrowed his eyes. "Kya bola?"

Ishaan cleared his throat. "Kuch nahi, jiju. Aap keh rahe ho toh ruk jata hoon."

Aditya smirked. "Good choice."

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Lavika stepped into her room, stretching her sore muscles before slipping into her comfortable clothes.

But as soon as she turned, her heart sank.

A stain.

"Shit." She cursed, realizing her period had arrived earlier than expected.

With a frustrated sigh, she changed quickly and collapsed onto her bed.

Sleep wouldn't come—her lower abdomen twisted in pain, sharp cramps making her body curl into itself.

A soft knock on the door.

"Lavika?"

She groaned. "Ishaan, mujhe aapki zaroorat nahi hai. Aap jao yahan se."

Her voice came out sharper than intended, but the pain was unbearable.

For a moment, there was silence.

She thought he had left—until he returned.

A hot water bottle.

He wordlessly placed it on her stomach before leaving again.

Lavika blinked in surprise.

But before she could react, he returned—this time:

with Nutella toast shaped into smiley faces.

He sat on the edge of the bed, smirking. "Meri nahi, toh Nutella ki zaroorat hai na?"

Lavika's lips trembled, guilt flooding her. "I'm sorry... maine aap pe itni zor se chillaya. Bas dard ho raha tha, Ishaan."

He chuckled, shaking his head. "Pagal, mujhe pata hai. Chup karo aur yeh khao."

She took a hesitant bite, the sweetness easing her frown.

Ishaan watched her, then murmured, "Main massage kar deta hoon?"

Lavika hesitated but then nodded slightly.

He gently began rubbing slow, soothing circles on her lower back, his touch careful, comforting.

Within thirty minutes, exhaustion took over, and she dozed off in his arms, her breath evening out.

The door creaked open.

Sakshi peeked in, about to call them for dinner, but paused at the sight—her daughter curled up against Ishaan, his protective gaze still fixed on her even as she slept.

Ishaan looked up and whispered, "Aunty, Lavika ko main khila dunga thodi der mein... main bhi saath mein kha lunga. Don't worry."

Sakshi softened. "Beta, tum bohot acche ho."

Ishaan's lips curled into a small smile. "Bas Lavika ke liye acha banna aata hai."

As Sakshi quietly shut the door, Ishaan pressed a kiss to Lavika's temple, whispering, "So jao, jaan. Main yahin hoon."

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Ishaan gently pulled the blanket over Lavika's small frame, careful not to disturb her sleep.

She had curled up against him, her body unconsciously seeking warmth and comfort.

He traced small, mindless patterns on her back, his own exhaustion creeping in, but he didn't dare to move.

A soft knock on the door again.

"Ishaan?"

He turned to see Adya standing there, a knowing smile on her face.

"Di, andar mat aaiye, Lavika so rahi hai." He whispered, gesturing for her to step back.

Adya raised a brow. "Mujhe toh lagta hai sirf Lavika nahi, koi aur bhi iss moment ko enjoy kar raha hai?"

Ishaan smirked, but there was a softness in his gaze. "Agar aapki baat sach hai, toh bhi mujhe koi sharam nahi."

Adya chuckled, shaking her head. "Tu na, gone case hai."

Before Ishaan could respond, Lavika stirred slightly in her sleep.

Her face scrunched up as a cramp hit again, a small whimper escaping her lips.

Ishaan immediately placed his hand over her stomach, pressing the hot water bottle against it again.

"Shh, jaan... I'm right here," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath.

Adya's heart melted at the sight.

"Tu kab itna—" she started but paused. "Kabhi socha nahi tha ki mera chhota bhai itna pyaar karne wala niklega."

Ishaan looked up at her, a rare vulnerability in his eyes. "Mujhe bhi nahi laga tha."

Adya softened. "Acha chal, main mom ko bata deti hoon ki Lavika thodi der mein khana khayegi. Tu bhi so ja."

Ishaan shook his head. "Pehle yeh uth jaaye. Usko pain mein chhod ke nahi jaa sakta."

Adya just smiled and left.

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Lavika stirred awake to the sound of soft humming.

She blinked, adjusting her vision to see Ishaan still sitting beside her, his fingers absentmindedly playing with her hair.

She groaned, shifting slightly. "Ishaan?"

"Haan, jaan?" His voice was soft, almost drowsy.

She sighed. "Mujhe nahi pata tha yeh din bhi dekhna padega—mujhe soothe karte hue tum ek damn puppy lag rahe ho."

Ishaan rolled his eyes. "Agar main puppy hoon toh aap meri chhoti si meow meow hai."

Lavika snorted. "What?"

"Haan, jab pain hota hai tab bhi na, tu cat ki tarah aggressive ho jaati hai." He smirked. "Pehle mujhe dant diya, phir Nutella ke liye maan gayi."

Lavika pouted. "Meri jaan nikal rahi thi, okay?"

He hummed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Mujhe pata hai."

She blinked at him, her gaze softening. "Tum ruk kyun gaye? Tum toh ghar jaane wale the?"

Ishaan shrugged. "Koi nahi tha jo meri jaan ka khayal rakhe, toh socha ruk jaata hoon."

Lavika's heart clenched. "Ishaan..."

He smirked. "Bas ek thank you bol do, mai zyada kuch nahi maang raha."

She rolled her eyes but reached forward, cupping his cheek gently. "Thank you, meri jaan."

He leaned into her touch. "Hayee"

Lavika sighed dramatically. "Tum na, hopeless ho."

Ishaan just grinned. "Hopelessly tumse pyaar karta hoon."

Her breath hitched, and she quickly looked away. "Bohot zyada dramatic ho tum."

"Tumhari wajah se."

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After resting for a while, Lavika finally felt a little better.

Ishaan helped her out of bed, making sure she was steady before they both headed toward the dining table.

Sakshi smiled the moment she saw her. "Kaise feel kar rahi ho, beta?"

"Better, Mumma."

Harsh nodded. "Achha kiya Ishaan, jo tum uske saath ruk gaye."

Ishaan just gave a small smile, pulling out a chair for Lavika before sitting beside her.

Aditya smirked. "Kya baat hai, saale sahib? Aaj bade gentleman bane phir rahe ho."

Ishaan gave a lazy smirk. "Aapki behen ke liye itna toh banta haina"

Lavika narrowed her eyes. "Oh? Toh iska matlab baakiyo k liye kya ho?"

Ishaan leaned in slightly. "Bakiyo k liye? ,  dangerous."

Lavika felt her cheeks heat up. "Ishaan, family ke saamne thoda pyaar se!"

Adya laughed. "Mujhe toh yeh dono bohot cute lag rahe hain."

Sakshi chuckled. "Main bhi soch rahi hoon ki ek din dono ki shaadi bhi—"

"Mumma!!" Lavika shrieked, nearly dropping her spoon.

Ishaan, on the other hand, just smirked. "Koi problem nahi hai, aunty. Mujhe toh idea bohot pasand aaya."

Lavika shot him a glare. "Chup raho."

Aditya raised a brow. "Haan haan, chup raho, lekin haath mat chhodo. Tum log yeh soch rahe ho ki kisi ko pata nahi chalega?"

Lavika and Ishaan immediately looked down to see that their hands were still clasped together under the table.

Lavika yanked her hand away. "I hate you."

Ishaan chuckled. "Mujhe pata hai."

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Later that night, after everyone had gone to their rooms, Lavika found herself sitting on the balcony with Ishaan, a warm cup of tea in her hands.

The sky was vast, sprinkled with stars, and the cool breeze was comforting.

"Tum thak gaye hoge na?" she asked, her voice softer now.

Ishaan shook his head. "Agar tum mere saath ho, toh thakan mehsoos nahi hoti."

She sighed, looking at him. "Tum na, bohot zyada cheesy ho gaye ho."

He smirked, tilting his head. "Aur tujhe pasand bhi toh yahi hai."

She rolled her eyes but didn't deny it.

After a moment, she whispered, "Ishaan?"

"Hmm?"

She hesitated before saying, "Mujhe tumhari aadat ho gayi hai."

Ishaan's gaze softened.

He reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers. "Aadat nahi, Lavika. Main addiction ban jaunga."

She smiled, shaking her head. "Shayad ho bhi chuke ho."

Ishaan leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to the back of her hand. "Tab toh mujhe kabhi chhodne ka sochna bhi mat."

Lavika just squeezed his hand in response.

And under the night sky, with their fingers entwined, it felt like nothing could ever come between them.

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The next day passed in a blur, with everyone busy preparing for the Holi celebrations.

Lavika, however, was forced to rest due to her cramps.

She tried getting up a few times, but Ishaan shot her a look each time that sent her straight back to her bed.

While the others were busy decorating, Ishaan managed to help them while still sneaking back to check on Lavika every chance he got.

"Tum na, koi kaam karne doge ya nahi?" Lavika pouted as Ishaan walked into her room with a warm drink.

"Tumhare kaam karne se zyada important hai tumhara theek rehna," he said, placing the cup in her hands.

Lavika sighed dramatically. "Tum doctor kyun nahi bane?"

Ishaan smirked. "Agar main doctor hota toh sirf ek patient ka treatment karta—tumhara."

She rolled her eyes. "Phir toh mera marna confirm tha."

Ishaan leaned in, his smirk widening. "Tumhe maarne ka mann nahi karta, jaan. Tumhe paagal karne ka karta hai."

Lavika's cheeks turned pink, but before she could retort, Adya and Aditya called everyone to the living room, announcing they had a surprise.

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Adya beamed as she held onto Aditya's arm. "So, humne socha Holi ke baad thoda time ek saath spend karein..."

Aditya continued, "...toh hum jaa rahe hain honeymoon pe!"

The family cheered, congratulating them.

Lavika's eyes lit up as she jumped forward, grabbing Adya's hands. "KAHAAAN?!"

"Switzerland!" Adya grinned.

Lavika gasped. "Oh my god, bhabsss! Yeh toh bohot dreamy hai!"

Once the family dispersed, it was just the four of them in the corner, whispering among themselves.

Lavika nudged Aditya with a teasing grin. "Waise, aap dono honeymoon se ek achi news lekar wapas aa rahe ho na?"

Adya smacked her arm. "Lavika!!"

Ishaan smirked, crossing his arms. "Haan haan, waise bhi family planning ka time toh ho hi gaya hai na, jiju?"

Aditya groaned. "Tum dono sudhroge nahi."

Lavika giggled. "Bhabsss, aapki toh ekdum filmy love 온라인카지노게임 hai! School se ek dusre se pyaar karna...kaash mera bhi koi childhood sweetheart hota."

Ishaan's smile immediately dropped. "Excuse me?" He turned toward her, raising a brow. "Tumhe koi childhood sweetheart chahiye tha?"

Lavika blinked. "Haan toh? Kitna cute hota na! Bachpan se ek hi insaan se pyaar, usi se shaadi."

Ishaan scoffed, pulling her closer by the waist. "Toh abhi jo hai, wo kya kam hai?"

Lavika bit her lip to hide her smile. "Haan par childhood sweetheart ki baat hi alag hai na, Ishaan?"

Ishaan narrowed his eyes. "Agar koi childhood sweetheart hota, toh mai uska existence mita deta."

Adya laughed. "Bhai, jealousy bahar dikh rahi hai."

Ishaan shot her a glare before turning back to Lavika. "Ek baat yaad rakhna, jaan. Aapka ek hi sweetheart hai—chahe bachpan ka ho ya ab ka. Aur wo mai hoon."

Lavika giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Thik hai baba, tum hi meri only jaan ho."

Ishaan smirked. "Good."

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The next morning, the festival of colors arrived in full glory.

The entire house was buzzing with laughter, music, and the scent of sweets.

Lavika, dressed in a white kurta with pink floral embroidery, was just stepping out when—

SPLASH!

A bucket of colored water drenched her from head to toe.

She gasped, wiping her face as Ishaan stood in front of her, holding the empty bucket, smirking.

"Holi hai, jaan."

Lavika narrowed her eyes before grabbing a handful of dry gulaal and throwing it straight at his face.

"Holi hai, jaan." She mimicked, sticking her tongue out.

Before she could run, Ishaan grabbed her wrist and pulled her close. "Ab toh tu gayi."

The next second, he smeared pink and red gulaal all over her cheeks, down her neck, even tracing it along her jaw.

"Ishaan!" she squealed.

"Acha lag raha hai, na?" he smirked.

"Main bhi dikhaati hoon acha kya lagta hai!" Lavika grinned, quickly smearing his entire face with bright yellow color.

The chaos continued as Lavika ran toward Adya and Aditya, seeking backup.

Adya laughed. "Ishaan, haar maan lo! Tum Lavika se nahi jeet sakte."

Ishaan crossed his arms. "Jeet toh mai gaya hoon, di. Pura rang apne naam ka chhod diya hai ispe."

Lavika turned red—this time not because of the gulaal.

The celebrations continued with music, dancing, and food.

As the evening approached, Lavika found herself laughing, drenched in colors, sitting beside Ishaan.

He leaned in, whispering—

"Agar har Holi aise hoti hai, toh mujhe har saal tumhe aur rangon se bharna hai."

Lavika smiled, resting her head on his shoulder. "Sirf rangon se?"

Ishaan smirked, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her hand. "Pyaar se bhi."

And in that moment, with the colors of Holi surrounding them, it felt like their 온라인카지노게임 had only just begun.

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The Holi celebrations were in full swing.

The air was thick with laughter, music, and the scent of gujiya and thandai.

Colors swirled in the air, covering every inch of the lawn as people chased each other, smearing gulaal on faces, and drenching one another with buckets of water.

Lavika, now completely covered in pink, yellow, and red, was panting as she tried to escape another splash of water.

"Lavika, ruk!" Adya called out, laughing as she tried to catch her.

"Nahi bhabs! Aap Ishaan ke saath mili hui ho!" Lavika accused, dodging yet another color attack.

Ishaan, standing a few feet away, smirked, watching her struggle to stay clean—not that she had any chance of winning.

His jaan was already drenched in colors, her white kurta sticking to her skin, making her look even more tempting.

With a shake of his head, he moved towards her swiftly.

Before Lavika could react, Ishaan grabbed her wrist and pulled her back against his chest, locking her in place.

"Ishaan! Let me go!" she gasped, struggling.

He leaned down, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Aapko sach mein lagta hai ki aap mujhse bach sakti hai?"

A shiver ran down her spine. "Ishaan..."

He chuckled, pressing his cheek against hers. "Itna pyaara lag rahi hai, jaan... lekin ek cheez missing hai."

Before she could question him, Ishaan dipped his fingers in red gulaal and ran them slowly along her collarbone, tracing down toward the curve of her shoulder.

Lavika sucked in a breath, her fingers clutching his kurta.

"Perfect," Ishaan murmured, his voice dark and possessive.

She turned to face him, her eyes narrowing playfully. "Tumne mujhe bohot tang kiya hai aaj!"

Ishaan smirked. "Aur aaj raat ko bhi karne ka plan hai."

Lavika's eyes widened, and she slapped his arm. "Besharam!"

He laughed, but before he could say anything, Aditya dumped a whole bucket of colored water on both of them.

"Holi hai, saale sahib!" Aditya shouted, cackling.

Lavika gasped, now completely soaked.

Ishaan groaned, running a hand through his wet hair.

Adya doubled over laughing. "Aditya, tumne dono ko ek saath naha diya!"

Lavika glared at her brother. "BHAAAI!"

Aditya just winked. "Bohot romance ho gaya, thoda Holi bhi khelo!"

Ishaan clenched his jaw, grabbing a bucket of his own. "Jiju, ab aap nahi bachoge."

What followed was absolute chaos.

Ishaan and Aditya chased each other like kids, while Lavika and Adya joined forces to drench both of them in gulaal.

By the time the sun began to set, everyone was exhausted, drenched, colored, and completely out of breath.

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As the celebrations died down, Lavika went inside to freshen up.

Her muscles ached from all the running, and her skin still tingled from the way Ishaan had traced the gulaal on her.

She bit her lip, shaking her head at the thought.

After a quick shower, she stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel.

She opened her wardrobe, reaching for her clothes—

And then she froze.

Something was different.

Her closet, which was normally neatly arranged, had a small, unfamiliar black box sitting inside.

Her heart thumped.

Did someone put this here?

Frowning, she picked it up.

It was surprisingly light.

Carefully, she lifted the lid.

Inside was a delicate silver anklet, shimmering under the light.

Lavika's lips parted in surprise.

Who...?

Just then, she felt a presence behind her.

She whirled around, clutching the box to her chest.

Ishaan leaned casually against the doorframe, arms crossed, his eyes dark and knowing.

"Ishaan?" she breathed.

His smirk deepened. "Aaj Holi thi, toh ek chhota sa gift toh banta hai, jaan."

Her fingers tightened around the anklet. "Tumne rakha yeh?"

He stepped closer, his gaze locked onto hers. "Agar rakha hota toh khud pehna bhi deta, sweetheart."

Lavika's breath hitched.

He was so close now.

She swallowed. "Toh... pehna do."

Ishaan's eyes darkened, his smirk vanishing.

He didn't need to be told twice.

Without breaking eye contact, he knelt in front of her, his fingers brushing her ankle as he clasped the anklet around it.

The cool metal sent a shiver up her leg.

Or maybe it was his touch.

He glanced up at her, his voice husky. "Ab pata chalega, tumpe sirf mera haq hai."

Lavika's heart pounded. "Ishaan..."

He stood up, cupping her cheek. "Good night, jaan."

And just like that, he walked away, leaving Lavika standing there—flushed, breathless, and completely weak in the knees.

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