Sona's POV:

"Leeeaavveee meeeeeee"

Abruptly a loud scary scream hit my ears and I rushed out to the living room and switched on the lights only to see the most horrifying scene...

Arjun...

He was awake with wide eyes staring all hollow into the air while his chest was vigorously heaving up and down due to his uneven breathing...

I ran fell on my knees next to him but he couldn't recognize my presence as he was still fully drowned into something...

His palms were on the floor supporting his upper body while his legs stretched...

His whole body was sweating like water...

My body couldn't dare to touch his shivering ones...I had never seen him this way...

He looked extremely scary

I gulped hard at his breathing rate and sweaty body...

But then suddenly my eyes fell on his palms on the floor...

He was pressing and fisting his palms on the floor continuously as if he was suppressing something...

It looked like he was traumatized....

It was something like...

A panic attack...

His eyes were still hollow in the air...

I need to pull him out of the trauma...

But how can I??

He is scary...

What if he hurts me??

Embrace him to your heart Sona...

A voice echoed from every depth of my heart bestowing the strength to coe the big baby of mine...

And without any second thought I just jumped between his legs and harshly pulled his face between my palms and made him look at me as my voice instantly softened cooing my baby "Arjun...look at me...see I am right here with you...you are not alone"

His eyes met mine and an ugly tug of pain squeezed my heart very badly that immediately my eyes welled up with hot tears...

His mesmerizing black orbs that always used to shine with a mysterious glory were now glistening with frightful tears...

That was the first time I hated to see soulful eyes...

That was the ugliest sight I have ever seen and would never want to see...

My cheeks felt wet as tears flooded my eyes but my heart was strong as it was concerned only about the broken soul...

With that glistening eyes, he kept looking at me as if he was trying to speak something through those painful orbs but then the hot tears blurring his eyes didn't help him...

His lips went on opening and closing as he couldn't even speak and kept waving his hands in the air trying to explain what he wanted but he was too vulnerable that words couldn't help him too...

Immediately I pulled his rugged face even closer while my thumb wiped the corner of his eyes stopping the ugly drops as my voice softened "Shhhh...calm down baby...just calm down"

His lips wobbled as a thick lump of his unexplainable pain gulped down his throat and I couldn't stop the bleeding of my heart too...

I just pulled him into my chest trying to protect him from every small tint of darkness while his hands circled my waist and his grip on me screamed only one thing to me 'Hold me Sona'

I embraced the broken piece of his soul to my heart as much as I can...

I embraced him so tight that my heart could feel his...

His heart that was running wild a minute ago was now like a soft gentle river flowing under the full moon...

So serene it was...

My fingers slowly traced up from his shoulder to his messy head while my right hand still embracing the beautiful beast...

His hair began playing between my fingers and to tell me that the big baby wants more of it he stuffed his head more into my chest and squeezed his face more close such that his beardo cheek was pressed tight against my skin just the above the exposed area of my chest and that's when I realized that I wasn't wearing a dupatta

And to my utter shock neither did my heart thumped loud nor did my body shudder with fear or any kind of insecurity instead I felt like I was never been this calm and composed before...

A smile crinkled my lips as a feeling of something new yet something familiar surged up my heart and my arms hugged him a little more close

Under the dark night, our bodies were pressed tight against each other yet it felt beautiful and peaceful

It wasn't like two bodies hugging each other...

It was more of two hearts embracing each other out of pure love...

So blissful it was...

I cherished the moment of union of the hearts by ruffling his hair ever so softly that he was melting in my arms like a snowball...

After a few moments of silence, I whispered on his head "You are okay now"

With his hands still hugging my waist he slowly moved out of my chest and the baby innocence was back to his face and eyes as well...

And trust me that innocence-filled baby face of his is damn so attractive that I could do nothing and just keep looking at him for hours and hours...

Like seriously...

I mean it...

He has that hypnotizing charm...

That black balls never fails to fascinate me...

Whenever the beast becomes a baby those mysterious orbs turn into soft cherry blossoms...

Fresh and pure...

Surreal they are...

With those baby eyes, he kept looking at me while I smiled in my lips looking at the bird's nest I built just now on his head...

Setting his hair with my fingers I stretched my hand to pick up the bottle kept on the floor near the sofa but he tightened his hold and squeezed my waist...

It took me no time to understand what he meant and I cupped his face again saying "I am not leaving you Arjun...I never did and will never do...hmm??"

I raised my brows with that last hmm for which he unwillingly nodded his head and I got the bottle

He silently gulped it down...

"How do you feel now??

Is it better??"

He nodded again but his eyes still reflected a little melancholy

And now it was time...

For the TALK...

I sat in front of him with my folded knees touching his folded ones while his eyes never left mine...

His hands were on his lap that were waiting for their mate to complete them...

I took his large palms in my small ones and rested the back of my palms on my lap while he didn't budge and just kept looking at me as if he would close his eyes I would run away from him

I began stroking the back of his palms with my thumbs to get his attention as I said "I am not going anywhere Arjun...see I am still holding you" and I gestured him to look down...

He lowered his gaze at our locked hands...

He looked at our hands for a small while and then at me...

"What is it??"

My voice had command but it was more of a request to open up his heart...

But it seemed like the baby wasn't ready to trust me that he didn't open his mouth and then I gently squeezed his hand "You can trust me baby"

He avoided looking into my eyes and began shaking his head as his voice stammered "Thi...This...the dream...no no..its a nightmare... it's... it's so terrible that...that I dare not say it"

I squeezed his palm again which made him stop his actions and look into my eyes again "I know you are scared...but trust me, baby...I'll- and before I could finish he once again averted his gaze

The fear in his every movement was real...

Caressing his palm I assured him "If you can't overcome the nightmare on your own then better say it out and let me face it with you...we'll overcome it together"

He raised his eyes to look into mine...
His eyes were red shining with fear
"But..but I am scared...if I say it you will not trust me and leave me"

"No baby...you are wrong...

When I see you tortured by this nightmare I will feel a heart pain...

And trust me...no matter what kind of nightmare you have I can face them and break them for you"

"My nightmares are not only terrible but also real and disgusting...I am scared that you will look down on me and doubt me"

I clasped both his hands tightly and fully in mine "Do you think I am such a person??"

He probably felt the warmth and strength from my palms on his hands and he almost choked "NO"

I leaned a little closer so that he could see himself in my eyes "So...say it out...with me you don't have to get scared of anything"

My words themselves gave him the courage

"This dream is so terrible just like I have experienced it...this world seems to give me something back again... these bad people...seem to come back to me in the future...they will assault me...blame me...

Today at college the same thing happened...everyone looks down at me...everyone thinks so cheap of me...

I don't want to face it again...

That black thing on me....

It feels so dirty and disgusting...

It's very bad...

Whenever I think of it my soul shudders...

See"

Hurriedly he unclasped his hands and grabbing my hands he put them on his bare chest

And all of sudden everything seemed to disappear...

All I could feel his heartbeats...

It was too strong...

His heart was thumping so fast and heavy like a hammer beating hard on his soft heart breaking him down into pieces

His forehead was slightly sweating...

I couldn't react anything as the feeling of his heart against my hand left me flabbergasted

He left my hands from his chest and covered them on his face and he croaked "That black thing is too ugly...I feel like it's still on me all the time...I feel really dirty"

And with that he leaned his head on my shoulder while my hands reached out to hold him not letting him fall...

Seeing him scared to be sick by nightmares I just feel so distressed that I want to get into his dreams and tear those people into pieces...

This is what I really wanted to do at that moment and if I could travel through time I would return to the past and beat those low lives to death...

But I all could do is be with my man in everything...

My hand traced up to his head holding his nape while my lips pressed against the side of his head as I choked between my silent tears "I wish I could do something that makes you lose your memory and forget the things that torment you and ruins your peace"

"This nightmare is my reality...I am not good enough to be loved...I am bad" he hummed on my shoulder and I felt another pang in my heart

I took his face in both my hands and said seriously "First of all no matter whether this nightmare is your reality or not you are a good man...a very pure good soul...

Secondly, even if this nightmare is your reality you are also a victim...

And you are still worthy of your own happiness without any fault...

If some low lives have a prejudice against you those people are bad people...

Don't pay attention to such bad people...

And you are not bad at all...you are the best...really the best and I do not allow you to say yourself like this...

Understood??"

His pale face finally showed a slight tenderness...

We both smiled...

"You must sleep now"

I smiled while he explained "I can't sleep like this...I need to take the sleeping pills"

"That's not a good idea...I'll put you to bed in the room...come"

And for the first time without any argument he silently obeyed me...

Told you..

When a beast becomes a baby he is the cutest

I made him lay on the bed while I crouched next to him supporting myself on my right elbow while the left one was busy stroking his hair...

He was staring at the ceiling while I was adoring his baby face and that's when something caught my attention...

A mark on his forehead...

Like someone had beautifully carved it 

It was ordinary yet it felt extraordinary to me...

It was kind of fascinating to me...

It was cute...

But how did he get that mark...

I was eager to know...

I so wanted to feel that once...

I moved my fingers to his forehead but then abruptly he flipped towards me...

I raised my brows asking what happened for which he softly said "No one has ever done this much for me"

I smiled at his words.

"I'll hold the entire sky when it falls on you"

He didn't react anything...

Just kept staring at me as if I was a ghost...

Was it too filmy??

"It wasn't" he smiled and before I could know anything he cuddled himself into my chest as his arms circled my waist...

He slowly dozed off on my chest as his calm breath kept playing on my skin...

But God knows why I didn't want to lose the warmth from him...

I kept rubbing his back sometimes his hair sometimes his biceps...

I so wanted to feel him more and I shamelessly kept doing the same...

The moment felt like a mother is lulling her baby on the chest just like maa used to do to me and shamelessly I used to cuddle into her chest even at the age of 20

But...

Never in my dreams, I thought that a 35-year-old man will be sleeping cuddling into my chest like a small baby...

Never in my life, I have been this close to any man...

Never in my life, I felt the touch of a man this peaceful and serene

But this man does all unexpected things to me...

The things that I never experienced...

It was new but beautiful...

With him, every ordinary thing turns out to be extraordinary...

What are you doing to me Angry Bird??

Am I falling for you??

I blushed at my own questions as my lashes averted towards the floor and my brows scrunched...

Where's my mat and pillow on the floor??

It was supposed to be on the floor right??

Did I not sleep on the floor after coming back from the night walk??

If yes...then why??