[A/N: So, here it is. Congratulations Nia, you made me write! Now, for everyone else, Nia told me I have been writing either drastically tragic and goth stuff, or drastically mature stuff... She needed someone to write light-hearted after confession KR stuff, and asked me where that had gone in me. So, this is my attempt at a series of one-shots, either unrelated or loosely related describing post confession days of KR. Please keep in mind the fact that these won't be long.]
Chapter 1: The After-effect
She pinched herself. Yeah, it definitely did hurt.
But for good measures, she pinched herself again.
Why was she doing that? Well, she had kinda sorta said yes to The Dazzling Prince. So, it was pretty obvious that she was having a hard time believing that the Prince was going to be her kinda sorta more than friend now.
Did that make her nervous? Yep, it did.
Did that scare her wits out and out? Yep, it did.
Did that make her want to squeal her guts out? Yep, it sure did.
She stood before the mirror, making hugely annoying mushy faces right now, and thinking about what had transpired in the fire exit that evening.
Had he really asked her whether they could be more than friends? She hadn't misunderstood him, right?
She took in a deep breath, and rubbed both her palms on her forearms, in an attempt to sooth the goose pimples arising. No, she reaffirmed herself, she hadn't misunderstood him.
She felt like humming to herself, so happy she was in that moment. She trotted towards her wardrobe, to pick out her night suit.
He pinched himself. Yeah, it did pain.
But for good measure, he pinched again.
She had said yes! Ohh god she had said yes! He did a little dance for himself. He had finally gotten her to admit that they were not just friends!
But had she meant something else when she said that? He gulped. No. He should be reveling in the fact that she was finally his now.
But that wasn't something she had said.
His heart squeezed with insecurity. What if by some twisted logic, she hadn't meant that she loved him.
He somehow needed a confirmation now.
But how the hell was he going to get a sign at this late in the night. It wasn't as if he could go there right now. She would think he was some sort of creepy possessive stalker or something.
Then?
He was going crazy it seemed, until he heard his phone ring. He leapt for it, and suddenly, couldn't keep the smile off of his face.
"Hello." He voiced.
"Hi, Rey... Maine aapko disturb toh nahi kia?" Her unsure voice was at the other end.
His heart almost burst out of his chest. No, he was wrong. She meant it as much as he did.
"Nahi... Mai toh khud tumhe call karne wala tha... Bolo Kria.." He replied in a much warmer tone.
"Kuch nahi.. Maine bas Good Night wish karne ke liye phone kia tha." She said, "Good Night Rey.."
His smile seemed to permeate into his phone, "Good Night Kria."
"Sweet Dreams Rey.."
"Sirf Tumhare, Kria." And he cut the call, feeling content.