After passing out from college three years ago, I'd been prowling around half of this Chennai to excavate decent employment.

But turns out that I have to be exceptionally good and inventive to have the opportunity to work in a firm. And so, I took two years break to improve my designing, drawing, and graphic skills.

Finally, after a couple of interviews with different companies, my efforts paid off, and an advertising industry accepted me. Thus, Vicky, the great me is now an Art director, earning nearly two lakh per month as salary!

Life has become distinct...many things have altered. My friends have reserved a job for themselves and are now ascending to the next stage of their lives...

Plus! the couple I never even imagined would work out was now getting married in a few months. It's none other than Nithin and Kirti. I and Nikki are still wondering how their relationship elevated from friends to lovers. Nevertheless, when it comes to love, the strange concept, anything is possible, right?

Yawning, I let my eyes latch as it slowly sweeps me inside a glittering box of illusions about my Thikki. Gosh! I'm going to meet her after five years!! Currently, I'm on my way to Bangalore by flight, just a fifty-five minutes trip. I will arrive there at 4 am.

Also, very important news!!

Uncle permitted me to...marry Thikki. I couldn't believe it!

So what happened is,

Yesterday at night, unexpectedly uncle entered my room and had a hearty conversation with me. In between, he dropped this delicious bomb, that is, he asked me to go and meet Thikki in Bangalore.

Not forfeiting that chance, I inquired him whether I can marry Thikki now. I will be honest, I anticipated a tight glare from him, but contrarily, he just bestowed me a small nod with a smile. That's all I needed before instantly booking a ticket to Bangalore. I had already brought a ring to propose to Thikki for marriage. Damn, I'm getting goosebumps just by thinking about it!

Moreover, today is Thikki's birthday. She is turning thirty-one. By the way, I'm twenty-four. It's not that big of an age gap though. Well, even If it is, who cares!

I blink and unlock my eyelids as someone rings the calling bell. What the hell... it's already morning??

I slid my hand under the sheets and fished out my mobile to scan the time. With my blurry sleepy eyes, I make out the time eventually...

It's 4. 34 am.

Damn no! I can't wake up this early. But who is the idiot that keeps on pressing my calling bell in this early dawn?

Oh, Thikshitha! What If it is some emergency? Throwing away my idea of dozing off again, I leave my room and dash to the wide living room, quickly lunging towards the door.

Hastily, I unbolts the door and was met by our security guard. "Madam, do you know someone named Vicky?" At the mention of Vicky's name, all drowsiness left my head.

"Yes, why?" I question in confusion. "He was picking up a fight with me to meet you. But how can I allow a stranger inside at this hour without checking his details? So I asked him to wait--

Almost knocking off the guard, a frame ran, and before I can see his face clearly, he hugged me. I didn't protest. "Goodness" the security grunts, and awkwardly looks at me as he starts to back off.

"One second" Vicky stops him. Vicky? Vicky? The same Vicky? Am I hallucinating?

"I left my luggage at the entrance, kindly carry it back here, will you?" Vicky swerves to the security guard and says it. His one hand is still around my shoulder.

The guard nods and speeds up, scrambling through the corridor.

"The man could be an athlete" Vicky cooly states, staring at the running figure of the security guard.

I'm...feeling dizzy.

Is this my imagination!? Vicky couldn't be possibly here now...

But then he swirls his head and looks down at me, making my breath hitch. Vicky...he is my Vicky. His face looks sophisticated, he has grown a beard and mustache, and it's trimmed to a stubble, resulting in his face appearing stunning. Plus, he has become sort of muscular. Uh-he is intimidating.

"I missed you" I mutter, facing him and cupping his cheeks. Tears evacuate my eyes unintentionally, in utter and complete happiness and happiness only!

"I missed you more" he leans into my palm and stabs me with his eyes.

We subsist just like that without even fleeing our eyelids, beholding the sight we have ached to witness for a torturous number of years.

"Ahem" our daze cracks at a throat-clearing sound. It's our security guard again, with Vicky's luggage. "Thank you, buddy!" Vicky thanked him and grabs his luggage, and as he glanced up at the guard again, the man was long gone.

Disregarding it, he tugs his luggage inside and dumbs it on the couch. He then seats himself there too, leaning back and shutting his eyes.

I gulp as I close my door and saunter toward him. There's this very odd aura illuminating from him, and I'm truly nerve-wracked by it. Perhaps, it's just I've never imagined Vicky to be like this once he mans up...

Deliberately, I settle myself beside him, and sensing my presence, his eyes open. "Happy birthday Thikshitha" It felt like a bolt of electricity stuck in my heart at his words.

Thikshitha?

That's rare...

"What?" I flickered my gaze at him, not believing I heard it right. "You heard it right the first time" he shrugs and kisses my cheeks.

My core clenches as his kiss sends my nerves glitching.

"Okay...now go and freshen up, I want to take you somewhere" saying that, he picks me up from the couch by his arms and hikes me to my room.

Departing me there, he secures the door. "Hurry,!" And I was in the restroom, cleansing my body and shaving my precious feminine spot. I've cared less about it for these five years, but now as Vicky is here...

Well, precautions are always better.

A few minutes later, I exit my room with a brown plain skirt and skin-fit shirt accompanied by a dupatta. I don't think I aged so much but I get back pains often. All credit to my bulging breasts.

"You look beautiful Thikki" yes, now he sounds exactly like my old Vicky! "Thanks..." I drag, feeling timid under his warm gaze.

Soon, we both were in my car and Vicky drove me to a place by following the lead of GoogleMaps.

The weather is still chilly as the sun had not aroused from its bed wholely yet. After what seemed like ten minutes, the car suddenly halts and like a queen, I had the service of Vicky opening up my car door.

Once I was out, Vicky shuts it and guides me towards the mesmerizing view that was emerging.

I brace myself with my hands as I take in the elegance of the scenario. I feel so happy--

What the hell!

Did Vicky fall down? I kneeled in front of him to help him up only to get perplexed when my eyes lands on the small box in his palm.

Oh...what's that? Wait-is he going to propose to me?

"Thikki stand up..." I shake my head, indicating no.

Sighing, he confesses. "Will you marry me Thikshitha?" My jaw hits the ground, not literally but I felt like that.

This guy...he shows up one day from nowhere and now he wants to marry me!?

"What about my parent's permission?" I enquire nervously.

"They said positive" he calmly blurts out.

"My mother?" I'm not sure If she will be okay with our relationship.

"Uncle convinced her" he assures with a nod of his head. Aw, haven't my Vicky a changed man now? But he is still so cute.

"Then of course! I will marry you" I grin, and forward my fingers for him to slide the gold ring in. He did the same and I took a moment to study the wordings on the ring. "I love you Thikki" and there were two outlines of balloon-like things on either side of it.

What does it mean?

Anyways, this is just gorgeous!!

Vicky gets on his feet and aids me up too, his eyes intent on mine. "Shall I kiss you?" Did he learn manners? Oh my god!

But I forgot mine. Without replying to his words by words, I conveyed the answer through my lips, pressing it softly against his.

Unbelievably, he kissed me passionately for the very first time. And it sent tingles down my spine and to my private place where the tingles took the form of slimy liquid.

Breaking the kiss, he rests his forehead on mine and breaths in my breath while I inhale in his breath.

Then we both divert our eyes to the full-blown sun smiling widely enough to light up the whole world. I felt Vicky wrapping his fingers around my palm, inducing a warmth to cloak my heart...

At that moment,

A gentle breeze washes over us as I look at Vicky. He was so little the first time he held my hand. How time flies...

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Figured out what the balloons mean?💀💀

And ready for smuts?😜