POST-DRUNK

The sun was now shining in it's full glory. It's sun rays caused his eyes to open with a few blinks. He opened his eyes sensing a sweet smell of someone. He tilted his head to find Fatima sleeping peacefully on his bare chest.

Seeing her ,all events happened last night ,emerged in his head bringing a slight smile on his lips. He sighed remembering how much difficult was it for him to make her sleep. Sometimes she wanted to eat cake, sometimes she wanted to go in the garden and after every few minutes she was asking about his pain down there.

He chuckled at her innocence and eagerly waiting to see her reaction when she would know about it being in her normal state. He could bet she would turn beetroot after that. He turned a little so that her head was resting on his shoulder and he had a beautiful sight of her angelic face. Her lips were swell as he ate that soft petals so roughly last night. But he wasn't ashamed of it, why should he? He was Abaan Junaid who never gets ashamed of h