Written for- Phrase and Episode Prompt.

Phrase- 8. I want you. All of you. Your flaws. Your mistakes. Your imperfections. I want you, and only you.

Episode- Fill in the break up and patch up part.

Prompt given by- storygirl2121.

Writer- KamiKaze Black. Yeah that's me ;) (KK)

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Tarika entered into her house after a tiring day. The day was hectic. She hated high profile cases. They never gave any opportunity to take rest. With CID team hovering over them for forensic informations the case for her and her boss got more tiresome.

Throwing the bags and her jacket on door side table she took off her shoes and marched towards the switch board but she never made that. A sudden blow pushed her hard against the wall. Her eyes which got closed a few while ago, tightly, opened slowly to find out the matter, her heart beating fast.

She discovered a man standing too close to her. She couldn't see his face due to darkness but the features were so familiar to her, she could tell who the person was even in full darkness and there atleast some amount of lights were available through the glass windows.

"Abhijeet! What are you doing here? And leave me." She tried to free herself from his grip on her waist.

"SSSHHHH..." came a hush voice in response.

"Abhijeet leave me or I will shout."

"Shout na..." Abhijeet leaned into her, seductively, "Shout. I want to hear you out."

"Are you drunk!" Tarika stopped struggling, partly because she was shocked and partly 'cause her struggling weren't of any help. He had strong grips.

"I don't drink, Tarika ji." he said, his voice drunk.

"hmm… you aren't smelling also. Then why are you behaving like this? Are you drugged?" said Tarika, with concern in her eyes. Her hands were rested on his chest and his' on her waists.

"Tarika, I don't like you being mad on me." he leaned down to kiss her neck. Tarika shivered.

"Then stop making me mad on you." said Tarika, pushing his off. The kiss never happened.

Abhijeet pressed her hard against the wall. His hand leaving her waist rested on both sides of her head on wall. Tarika hardly had some places to rest her hands on his chest to make some distance, but she managed anyways.

"I was just asking you out."

"You insulted my job."

"That's too you."

"I didn't."

"You insulted my feelings for you."

"And you didn't?"

"Did I?"

"Oh forget it Abhijeet and move. Otherwise I will kick you hard."

"That what I was saying just let's forget all these." said Abhijeet, kissing her right cheek and proceeded to left.

"Abhijeet... " Tarika said softly, "Please."

He stopped.

"Let's talk. But please let me go first. I am feeling uncomfortable."

"No.. say everything will be normal again."

"Let me go Abhi..."

"No... sa... Ohmmmmm" Abhijeet left her with a jerk feeling a sharp pain in between his thighs and fell on the floor.

"I said leave me." said Tarika and walked away from him switching on the lights.

Abhijeet managed himself to stand up and fell on the near by couch.

Tarika returned with a glass of water.

"Take it."

"I don't want it..." but Tarika forced him to drink.

She put the glass down and sat beside him.

"Sorry!" she said.

"Me too..." Abhijeet grinned thinking everything was back to normal. Go to hell with the Kick!

"I said sorry for the kick."

"Oh…" his face fell down.

"I didn't kick hard though."

"I am glad you didn't... Listen Tarika..."

"Ah huh! You listen Mr Senior Inspector Abhijeet. I can charge you for breaking into my house, for sexually harassing me, for..."

"I wasn't sexually harassing you!"

"What were you doing then?"

"I was trying to talk.."

"You were! Normal people don't talk like that."

"But you won't listen me... see, are you listening me right now?"

"No, and I won't."

"Please Tarika listen."

"So you aren't drugged?"

"No… just listen to me for God's sake!" shouted Abhijeet.

Tarika kept quiet.

"Good... now listen. I am sorry okay. I wasn't saying all those rubbish seriously."

"You shouldn't talk those rubbish at all not even as a joke. How would you feel if i had said something like that about your job? You love your job and I do mine "

"I am extremely sorry... sorry. You can do whatever you want to do with me. Slap me, beat me..."

"Leave you..."

"No... don't. please." he cupped her face, "You know I love you."

"And I don't?"

" I want you. All of you. Your flaws. Your mistakes. Your imperfections. I want you, and only you. I can't live without you."

"There's nothing in this world you can't live without." said Tarika removing his hands.

"There are. Oxygen.."

"I am not oxygen."

"Food."

"I am not food."

"Water."

"I am not water either. Stop with this. I am Tarika.. okay. Just Tarika."

"Yes.. You are Tarika... And that's all I want.. You."

"Abhijeet please..."

Abhijeet pulled his hair roughly out of frustration, "Arggghhhh..."

"What are you doing.. Abhijeet..."

"Toh kya karu mai! I am getting mad. I can't concentrate, I can't sleep. .. What did I do to deserve this? How will I rectify it.. just tell me. I can't take it any more."

He stood up. Tarika too.

"Abhijeet.. calm down. Please. Tunhare sar mei dard hoga. Please sit down." Tarika held him.

"Go to hell." Abhijeet jerked her off, "I am going."

"Don't go Abhi.. sit. "

"No."

"Okay... I am sorry okay. I wasn't that serious at all. I thought thore din mei thik ho jaiga sab... but I got busy with cases and that's too you. I never thought you would behave like this."

Abhijeet sat down with a thud.

Tarika sat close to him. Placing her hand on his shoulder she said,

"Abhi... look at me..."

Abhijeet hugged her, "Just don't ever leave me okay? I may not be perfect for you but I can't live with out you... I know I am selfish."

"Abhi please relax okay. Kahi nahi jari mai tumhe chorke."

She broke apart, "weisey, argument ka ek faida hua."

"Kya!"

"You have opened up with me. You never did this before."

"You know me enough Tarika... I have opened up with you enough... enough than with any one else."

"I am glad to know." Tarika smiled.

"Tarika..."

"Hmm..."

"It still hurting... you kicked hard."

"I didn't okay..."

"You did..."

"You deserved that... You made me cry."

"You cried?"

"A lot."

"Because of me?"

"No…For you. I was scared you will leave me."

"I wont. EVER."

"Good.. if you ever think about leaving me.. I will kick you real hard." she snuggled close to him.

"Oh... i wouldn't even dream about leaving you now " he wrapped his arms around her.

She giggled.

They talked and talked and talked. After all they had missed so much of their lives. It didn't matter whatever the topic was, Crime or dead body, they just love to talk, with each other, only each other.

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