In Between Mischief and Midnight
If chaos had a zip code, it was the Banerjee household during holidays.
Aarush was yelling, Neil was dancing shirtless with a towel like a cape, Paromita was shouting about misplaced besan, and Siyara’s father sat in the living room with a cup of tea, nodding like a wise monk in the middle of a war.
Suryansh Banarjee.FL FATHER.
“Statistically speaking, the probability of peace in this house is zero."
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
(laughing):
“Spoken like a true math professor.”
Aarush Banarjee.FL Elder Brother.
“She just insulted you, Dad.”
Suryansh Banarjee.FL FATHER.
(sipping):
“I choose to believe she complimented my survival skills.”
Then came the Ludo match.
Neil Banarjee.FL Younger Brother.
“You moved twice!”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
“Your eyes blinked too slowly. That’s not my fault.”
Aarush Banarjee.FL Elder Brother.
“Guys, if I win, Siyara has to make coffee for all of us.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
“If I win, you do my laundry for the next three days.”
Neil Banarjee.FL Younger Brother.
“If I win, I get her dessert.”
Suryansh Banarjee.FL FATHER.
“Deal. But no blood on the floor this time.”
Later That Night | 12:07 AM
Lights off. Blanket wrapped. Phone glowing.
She answered, smiling already.
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
(voice low, teasing):
“Did you survive the jungle?”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
“Barely. Aarush almost cried because I beat him in Ludo.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
*Laughs quietly*
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
(grinning):
“I made him polish my heels as I won the match.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
*Chuckled—low and warm.*
“You’re dangerous.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
“You say that like it turns you on.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
“Everything about you turns me on.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*Her breath caught. She was not ready.*
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
(trying to recover):
“Flirty much?”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
(darkly sincere):
“No. I’m honest. And right now, I’m lying in bed thinking about you.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
“About how you bite your lower lip when you’re shy.
How you hold your breath when I compliment you.
How I want to be the one to steal your firsts.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*Her heart hammered.*
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
(whispering):
“You make it hard to sleep.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
“Let me make it harder.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*She laughed—nervous, flustered, but secretly thrilled.*
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
“Yuvraj…”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
“Tell me something real. No filters.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*She paused. Then spoke with complete honesty.*
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
“I’ve never felt this way before. No crushes. No love. Nothing. You’re… my first craving.”
The silence that followed was thick. Tender.
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
“Then I’ll make sure I’m your last.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*She turned to her side, blanket half-falling off.*
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
(quietly):
“Tell me what you’re wearing.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*She paused.*
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*Then smirked.*
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
“Pink bunny pajamas.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
(groaning):
“Why is that the cutest and hottest thing I’ve ever heard?”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
“Shut up.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
“I bet you’re all curled up, pretending not to smile.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
“I bet you’re shirtless, pretending you’re not hard.”
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
*He sucked in a breath.*
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
“You wanna play like that?”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
(teasing):
“Too late. I already won.”
His laugh this time was ragged.
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
“You’re insane.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*Chuckles*
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
(voice molten):“If I had you right now, I’d pull you into my lap, kiss your neck until you begged, and remind you you’re mine. Over and over again. Until your bunny pajamas ended up somewhere under my pillow.”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
*She felt heat bloom in her stomach.
She had no reply.*
Yuvraj Singh Rathore.ML.
(softly):
“Still there, Siyara?”
Siyara Banerjee.FL.
(quiet):
“I’m yours.”
In the dark, where no one could see—
a soft, smart, innocent girl fell deeper
Not into lust.
But into trust.
Into tension.
Into a boy who saw the fire in her before even she did.
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Chhidori
Author, he is a playboy?
2025-04-06
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