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Chapter 7- pillow talk

S/n: EHY IS RAM SI HOT I WAS BLUSHING T WRITE THIS

Ram lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. The room was silent, but his mind buzzed with thoughts of Kainat. Her laughter echoed in his ears, her smile painted vividly in his mind. He wondered if she was thinking of him too, and the thought warmed him. Kainat, miles away, sat by her window, gazing at the stars. Each twinkle seemed to reflect Ram's eyes, the way they crinkled when he smiled. She replayed their conversations, his words resonating with a depth she hadn't felt before. She hoped he was thinking of her too, the possibility sending a shiver down her spine.

It was around seven in the morning when Ram stepped out of his place to meet someone. He had received a tip-off from his informer about a significantly new lead in the underground revolutionary movement. A wealthy woman, known for her unwavering support of the cause, had deposited funds into the movement, enabling them to execute their plans for mass protests and riots against the British regime. Seeing the conditions, it was likely a woman from rich business households.

Ram felt both excited and worried. He just had to find proof to show that a woman was behind the funding. Immediately his informer handed him a yellow, orange and red band, a seemingly subtle bracelet but it held the weight of truth within its fibers. He carefully kept the band safe and let his source know of future plans.

It was only ten by the time he was done, maybe he could stop by Akhtar's place? The break he got right now from the duties was great, his work was to track down potential revolutionary leaders. If he was able to catch the woman his source mentioned, what if he would be able to get a promotion? Ram carefully pulled out the band from his pocket, eyeing it. It looked handmade, and durable. He pocketed it, walking back his own home.

Kainat made her way to Akhtar's home. She couldn't help but remember what Ram has said and she was determined to deliver another dish so his uncle could also relish some taste. As she was about to enter, Kainat heard the familiar sound of engine and turned to see that Akhtar has just come home. Although, he looked tensed and anxious. His eyebrows furrowed and his usual cheery smile was missing from his face. Akhtar immediately locked eyes with Kainat. "Bhaiya, what happened?" She asked, looking up at the broad shoulders. She unconsciously realised Ram is shorter than him.

Akhtar gave her a long look. "Nothing" he muttered. "Are you sure? You look like you just lost something worth a million diamonds" Kainat smiled, trying to lighten the mood. Akhtar could only smile back, faking it, not sure how to tell. He was in an underground meeting when some constables found the address and started arresting the freedom fighters. Akhtar lost the bracelet Kainat made them.

"Bhaiya?" Kainat snapped him out of trance and he looked back at her sweet face. "Hm? What?" He asked, missing whatever she said. "I said can you drop me at Mr. Ramaraju's place?" Akhtar's smile turned genuine at her request. "Of course. Do you guys want to talk about something?" Kainat blushed. "Nothing serious, he just invited me there." "Oh did he now?"

Kainat sat behind Akhtar on his motorbike, riding away to Ram's. Akhtar led her way, opening the door to his place. Ram wasn't seen anywhere, so Akhtar called out for him. Kainat caught a sight and went inside his room, since she couldn't help but rake her eyes at the books that lined up each crevice of his room. All kinds of books. She wondered if she would find something interesting in his pile. Kainat heard a distinct chatter, and found Ram talking to Akhtar. She entered the room, to see Ram's bare chest on full display. He must not have noticed her yet, as he was still taking his time wearing his tshirt. Kainat couldn't help but sneak glances- his loose shirt with straps does no justice. To avoid the awkwardness, Kainat went back in his room to keep the dish in kitchen.

"You never invite me" Akhtar's statement pulled Ram out of the blush on his cheeks. "What?" He asked, staring at Akhtar.

"You invited Kainat. She's inside. But you never invite me"

Ram's lips pressed in a thin line. "That's because you're always here" he muttered, and wore his tshirt. Akhtar squinted his eyes. "Anyways, I'm gonna go, I have work at mechanic shop" Ram nodded. "Enjoy" Ram turned to him in confusion, only to find Akhtar gone.

Ram snapped his fingers, pulling Kainat out of her daydreams. "How are you feeling now?" Ram asked, and Kainat smiled. "You helped" she said, and Ram reciprocated her smile. "Tell me more about yourself" she hugged her knees closer and sat how she did when they both were sitting on floor. Ram stared up at the ceiling, his Adam's apple bobbing. Kainat shut her thighs. "I'm not really interesting I guess. I wake up before sun and go for a run. Do some archery, bath in the river. Work a little" Ram shrugged and looked back at Kainat. "I can see" she said with a mischievous smile, and Ram chuckled. "I mean, I've never really seen any men as fit as you so" Kainat tried to state a matter of fact, but her smile made Ram feel the sarcasm. He cocked his eyebrows, and shook his head. "What about your parents?" Ram's smile fainted at her question. "Passed away when I was young" Kainat's smile also disappeared at his answer, muttering a "mine too". Ram turned to her.

He stepped in his room, to see Kainat sitting on the floor, between the building of piles, reading the back of a book. He stared at her, closely. Her hair was dark, pulled at one side and she was wearing a simple pink kurti set. Both her hands had bangles adorning and circular earrings. He must have sighed loudly, for her to turn her head and peak. "Mr. Ramaraju?" Ram smiled lowly to himself. "You can call me Ram, please"

Kainat stood up, the voice of her payal matching. Her kurti has a square neck, letting him peek at her collar bones. A thin dupatta was on her shoulder. "Akhtar bhaiya?" She asked, and Ram heard her voice for the first time in so long. "Mechanic shop" she nodded, and crossed the sea of books to sit on his bed. Ram stared at her. "You can take some if you wish" Kainat shook her head in no. "I brought some from Lahore. I will finish them first" Ram smiled, and sat next to her. "Did you bring something?" He asked, leaning back on his arms on the mattress. "Yes, something for your uncle. I hope he likes it" Kainat struggled to talk, staring at his rock hard chest. Despite sleeping with so many men, Kainat had never felt like this. She did, when she met him, because of whom Rehana aapa sold her to someone else.

"Well, parents died when I was young, I only had my sisters with me. Rehana aapa, Mallika and Waheeda. Rehana aapa was cruel, but I felt she loved me. She also has a daughter, Fareedan. She is the cutest girl I know. Mallika and I never got along, although we are the same age. And Waheeda only talks to me when she needs something. But we have Phatto and Satto bi, they take good care of me...use to" Kainat's smile disappeared at that. "I hope Fareedan is fine" she whispered, and a tear escaped the side of her eye. Ram leaned forward to wipe it, when Kainat realised she was crying. She giggled, embarassed and pulled herself up wiping them.

"What if I tell you a secret?" Ram leaned in, and Kainat raised her eyebrows. She stared at his chiseled jaw, his long eyelashes. "When I was young, I stole my father's gun. With a friend of mine, I went to the hills and shot a range. My shoulder ached the next day and there was a sprain. That's how my father found out that I was pretty good at aiming." Ram smiled at the fond memories. "They aren't my real sisters"

Ram's head whipped to Kainat at her secret. "I was adopted by them and to fit in Rehana aapa changed my name. My real name is Kanika. But I like Kainat more anyways." Ram stared with disbelief. He then asked a question he always had in mind. "What do you know about Heeramandi?"

Kainat's blood ran cold at his question. "What?" She pretended not to know, not to care. "You said you lived near Heeramandi- why is it famous?" Ram stared with genuine curiosity. "Well Heeramandi is a market for men. Women sell themselves, their self respect and body just to cater their needs. And not just any men- Nawabs and British officers, only high status men. We have a class to mai-" Ram quickly looked at her face. Was she caught yet? "We?" He asked, sitting up. Kainat giggled- she had to hide somehow. She changed her sitting position, and extended her leg out. Ram's attention switched for a second and she used that to cover her mistake. "I meant they. I said we as a woman" Ram looked back at her, nodding.

"You don't look like you fit in them with anyways. They must be pretty" Kainat's eyebrows furrowed at his statement. Ram broke a grin, when she realised what he said. Picking up the nearest pillow, she smacked him with it, only to be caught and tackled. Kainat fell on the bed with a pillow in her hand, and Ram laid on top of her, holding the pillow. They could hear each other's breath, and Ram noticed the mole near Kainat's eye. "You're pretty" he muttered. "You too" she replied.

It wasn't long before they leaned in a kiss.

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sir-ballister-boldheart · 12 days

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