Sid was going out of Mumbai for some work. He was packing his bags while Sana was convincing him not to go.

"Sid mat ja na. Mein tere bina kya karungi char din." She hugged him tightly from behind, wrapping her arms around him.

He removed her hands and turned toward her. "Sweetheart, jana jaruri hai." He said after clasping her face.

She made a sad pout. "Bhut jaruri hai kya?" She asked.

He nodded his head. "Haan, bhut jaruri hai."

"Toh mujhe sath le chal na. Mein kya karungi tere bina. Mujhe toh teri bhut yaad aegi aur fir, fir tujhe toh pata hi hai na fir mujhe rona aega. Bol fir kya karungi mein? Tu mujhe sath le chal."

"Sana baby, aisa nhi ho sakta. Mein vaha kaam se ja rhau. Pura din bhar rahunga. What about you, what you will do there?" She became disappointed as he denied her to go.

"Le chal na mujhe bhi, please." She implored, joining her hands in front of him.

He pulled down her hands. "Try to understand, Sana. It just the matter of four days."

"Iska matlab, mein tere sath ja bhi nhi sakti ? Koe option nhi hai?" She asked dishearteningly.

"Vapas ane ke badh, mein pura week tere sath spend karunga, koe kaam nhi karunga. Yaar ab tu aise sad mat ho na. I want to see your smile." He pulled her cheeks but still she was looking at him sadly.

"Paka na tu mere sath pura ek week spend karega vapis ane ke badh?" She asked to confirm and he nodded his head. "Fir mana mat kario. Smajha na?"

"Smajh gya meri Sana. Ab ek pyaari si smile to de de."

She finally gave him a beautiful smile. "I love you." He pulled her into his protective arms and kissed her hair.

They broke the hug. "Chal apni t-shirt utar." His eyes widened as Sana suddenly asked him to remove his shirt, holding the hem of his t-shirt.

"Abhi?" He asked shockingly.

"Jaldi utar na." She cried, asking him to remove it fast.

"So desperate to see me naked." He pulled his shirt over his head. She shyly looked at his muscular body and he smirked at her.

"Don't do that." He warned her as she bit her lower lip, staring at his bare body.

He threw his shirt. "Now let's start." He snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her toward himself. She shivered as her bare hands touched his bare chest. He was pulling her more and more closer to himself.

She was gazing at him, breathing heavily. "What start ?" She asked.

"Don't act innocent." He tucked her hair behind her ear. "If you don't have to do anything then Why did you ask me take off my shirt?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Voh toh meine isliye bola tha kyuki mein roj raat ko teri yeh shirt ko huggy karke soungi. Toh mujhe aisa lagega ki mein tujhe hug karke so rhi hoon." He opened his mouth in O after knowing this.

"Tu kya soch rha tha?" She asked.

"Nothing." He nodded his head and left her.

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At night, Sana walked out of bathroom, wearing Sid's shirt. She hugged herself and inhaled the scent of Sid from his shirt, closing her eyes. She felt so good.

"Abhi sid ko photo click karke send karti hoon." She clicked a selfie on her phone and sent him. She also posted a Instagram story.

"Haye, kitni suit kar rhi hai mujh par. Abse toh mein sirf sid ke kapde phenugi." She said, staring at her photo in phone.

"It is suiting you, sweetheart." She smiled after reading his message.

"I wish, I was there to remove the shirt and then you know what." She flushed.

"Kute." She sent him the message and laid down on the bed.

"Vese sach mein bhut pyaari lag rhi hai tu. Man kar rhai hai kha jau tujhe." She chuckled after reading his messge.

"Toh kha ja na kisne roka hai." Sid read her message and send her the laughing emoji.

"Chal ab soja tu. Good night."

"Good night." She sent him the message and fell asleep hugging herself in the Sid's t-shirt.