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mayuriebubblie · 3 years ago

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IM GONNA COMBUST AHHHH

(so here's an extract from the RamBheem fic that I'll be posting God knows when on AO3)

The wind was quite playful tonight, and so it did a little mischief. Just a little nudge and a curl of Bheem’s dark hair was splayed across his forehead. Ram smiled quietly to himself, leaning in to push the strand away with a fingertip. And as naturally as the river meets the sea, his finger trailed down Bheem’s cheekbone to the edge of his jawline. “…Beautiful.” Ram’s lips unconsciously whispered what was echoing in his mind for the entire night. Bheem’s eyelids had parted now, a bewildered glint in his rich brown eyes. He’d heard it. Bheem had heard Ram’s quiet celebration of his beauty. And suddenly all the air in the world felt a thousand times denser. “Anna.” Bheem whispered back. It was just a common honorific, something that the younger man called him eighty times throughout the day. But this time, it felt...different. Maybe it was the quiet of the setting sun. Maybe it was the music of the flowing stream. Maybe it was a moment of vulnerability. Of complete weakness.

Or maybe it was all just Ram's wild, unrelenting imagination.

But Bheem had said that word like it was the only thing keeping him sane. Like it was last drop of water in a scorching desert. Like it was a prayer. A holy hymn. A call to the heaven. The essence of all the universes. And Ram wanted to hear it again. And again. And again. If the last thing he heard in this lifetime was Bheem’s voice, deep and soothing and familiar to Ram in a way few things were, calling out to him with a plethora of emotions diluted in it—he would happily embrace his death the very next moment. However, all it took was a shuddered breath, fluttering of eyelashes and Ram was pulled out of his fantasies. He was leaning over the younger man, fingers touching his skin, lips closer than they’d ever been. If you were a distant witness right now, you couldn’t tell where Ram ended and Bheem began.

They were close, too close.

Closer than men were allowed to be. Closer than friends, even best friends, were supposed to be.

Yet the little distance that remained between them ached like a sore, festering wound. Ram wanted to and he knew Bheem wanted him to. But how could he claim a space that wasn't his to begin with? How could he run across the distance that was only meant to be crossed by lovers?

Ram and Bheem were many things. Friends, Comrades, Soulmates.

Ram and Bheem were many things. Protective, Destructive, Loyal.

They were the sun and the moon, the volcano and the tsunami. They were as elemental as they were human.

But, they weren't lovers.

Tagging my fellow (equally obsessed) RamBheem fans!

@darlingletshurttonight @rambheem-is-real @itsfookingloosah @manwalaage @lil-stark @winiwee @stfusoya @mirabelmadrigirl @contemporarykafka @suridhamsarang @thewinchestergirl1208 @sweetspiderstew

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mayuriebubblie · 3 years ago

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i don’t think we talk enough about the racism nri hindus experience, like as a diaspora kid, the amount of bullying i experienced because i wore a bindi to school when i was in grade 1, was disgusting and it was from teachers and students alike. so I took it off. the bullying didn’t stop. and it didn’t for a couple more years, so when in 3rd grade, I realised it won’t end, i put my bindi back on. I’ve have been wearing one every single day since. it was literally the most badass thing 8 year old me did.

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mayuriebubblie · 3 years ago

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u mean this one honeyyy??

#he looks constipated #im sorry #me trying to hold in a fart #i think i’m funny 🥴

also I can’t find a sc of it but bheem’s little nose ring is so cute I wish he kept it on for more than like 5 minutes of the movie

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mayuriebubblie · 3 years ago

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reblog to tell your mutuals they’re lovely as fuck

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mayuriebubblie · 3 years ago

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*cries hysterically*

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mayuriebubblie · 3 years ago

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@rambheem-is-real i agree 🥰🥰🥰

Since we have been getting our healthy dose of angst, i am going to stick to fluff, with tiny bit of angst.

Ram x reader

word count : 927

There was no particular moment in time where we decided we were together. There was no particular moment when we crossed the line of friendship and stepped into the zone of being lovers. Maybe the lines were blurred from the very start with soft smiles, prolonged eye contacts, hesitant touches and secrets spilled under the inky dark skies filled with stars. One day, the hesitant touches turned into affectionate ones. One day, the brushing fingers intwined with mine while we talked side by side. One day, I stopped correcting Bheem when he called me Bhabhi. One day he started prioritising me over his books. One day touching each other when we were near became as natural as breathing. One day, I just knew what Ram’s eyes held every time he looked at me was love and my eyes reflected it back. One day we knew this was it, even though we never explicitly said it.

But today is the day.

I told myself as I looked in the mirror putting on my favourite jhumkas.

Today is the day.

I repeated to myself as I pinned flowers in my braid just like he loved.

It is just a matter of saying the words we both already know.

I said, as I walked towards the river bank, the bells in my anklets jingling happily with each step. I took in a deep breath when I spotted him near the river. He sat on the usual log of wood, overlooking the water. We met there every evening to sneak away from the world filled with chaos and steal a few moment of peace and solace. We watched the sunset and talked about our days. Sometimes, we stayed late after the skies had darkened and watched the stars. He often pointed out the constellations and I just stared at him, utterly in love.

He turned around as he heard the sound of my anklets. “It’s my favourite sound in the world.” He had told me one day and I smiled at the memory. His whole face lit up as he saw me.

“Hey.” I smiled, as I settled beside him. The sky had just started turning orange. The water reflected the colors like it was on fire. I could never get enough of this scene.

“How was your day?” He asked.

Chaotic. My day had been chaotic. I was nervous the whole day about telling him. And I knew it was probably for no reason at all. When I did not respond right away, his face turned worried.

“Is something wrong?”

“No.” I said.

“What are you thinking about?” He asked, as his fingers found mine. My heart warmed at how easy it all felt.

“Ram, I- I actually wanted to tell you something.” I started.

“Did something happen? Did someone say something?” He asked stiffening, “Are you hurt?”

His eyes raked over my body looking for any sign of injury. These were dangerous times and he was always very worried about my safety.

“I am fine, Ram, really.” I said, placing my hand over his. He searched my eyes for confirmation and when he was convinced I was not lying, his whole body relaxed.

“Then what is it?”

“Well, I have been meaning to say this for a while. And I don’t know how to say it now. We have been friends for a while.” I started and waited for a reaction from him. He listened intently. His face changed as he realised where I was going with this.

“Y/N.” He whispered. Something about his tone made me stop.

“You don’t have to say anything.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, the smile dropping off my face.

“We have been friends, like you said.” He said with a straight face. Time stilled with his words. I stared at him dumbly. This was not how I expected this evening to go.

“What?” I asked, “Have I been reading it all wrong, then?”

“Y/N-” He started, “The line of friendship-”

I blinked slowly. Tears burned at the back of my eyes and my throat tightened. I took a moment to process his words. When his words finally sank in, my heart sank. I weaponised the anger inside my body to stop myself from breaking down in front of him.

“Oh, no no. Don’t.” I said, getting up. I felt stupid for thinking this could have been something. I felt so stupid to show up all dolled up to hear him say we have been friends.

“Maybe I should go hang out with my other friends, instead of meeting you every evening, since we are, you know, friends.” I snapped, turning around to leave. He held my wrist, pulling me back on the wooden log. I stumbled and he wrapped his hand around my waist to steady me. A soft smile rested on his lips as amusement danced in his eyes.

“What are you smiling about?” I glared. His smile widened at my tone.

“Marry me.” He said, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my hair tenderly.

“Oh, and how is that not crossing the line of friendship?” I narrowed my eyes, “Because I am pretty sure, a friend, doesn’t ask other friend to marr- wait what?”

He grinned looking at me. I gulped replaying his words.

“What did you say?” I asked.

“I said,” he started, leaning forward to plant a kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes as his lips touched my skin. My heart somersaulted in my chest. I opened my eyes when he leaned back, still holding me close.

“Marry me.”

Tagging some lovelies who might like this

@manwalaage @lil-stark @aurora2238 @gauri-vishalakshi @rambheem-is-real @darlingletshurttonight @how-is-it-in-london @itsfookingloosah @maraudersfansassemble @sinistergooseberries @contemporarykafka @idrinktea-darling

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mayuriebubblie · 3 years ago

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Y’ALL SEEING THIS??? the TENSION?? i am giggling like an idiot in the corner of my room 🤝 also lowkey why ram be insecure?? like bruh come on mr. hottie

green // ramaraju

CAPTURE YOU- part 1 \ part 2 \ part 3

@manwalaage @adrakchutneyofficial @thewinchestergirl1208 @gauri-vishalakshi @lil-stark @rambheem-is-real @samairathewriter @mayuriebubblie @maraudersfansassemble @darlingletshurttonight @itsfookingloosah @nerdreader

this can actually be read as a continuation or a stand alone, it's alright either way, made it kinda angsty. Although it may not be angst enough. idk, ciao! feedback is greatly appreciated!

On the way back to Bhagyanagar, Y/N and Ram had stopped at multiple places for rest and restocking themselves, one of the places including Ayodhya. Ayodhya was the birthplace of Lord Shri Ram, and what Ram didn't know was that his woman was extremely attached to the God, even carrying around a mini mandir will an idol of the deity.

When they found a place to stay for the time being, Y/N chose to share her room with Seetha, irking Ram to no end.

"I don't mean any offence Ram," she giggled, watching him huff and roll his eyes while they walked together. "I'd much rather share my room with Seetha than you. You're a man, firstly, and you are insanely messy that it hurts my head."

"Oh, I'm a man, I didn't know that," he grumbled, watching her giggle again and rub his shoulder assuringly, a small pout forming on her face with faux sympathy. "And I'm messy, I know that too. Thank you for reminding me."

She looked around, making sure no one was there in eyesight as she stood on her toes and softly kissed his cheek, making his frown melt away. "Maybe one day we will share a room," she breathed into his ear, gripping his arm to steady herself. "And when we share a room, I'll be in charge."

Y/N pulled away from him and flipped her hair, walking to find Seetha as Ram stared at her disappearing figure, gulping. He cleared his throat, looking around as he set his dress and walked away, trying to find his uncle and get the feeling of her breath on his ear out of his head.

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"Y/N, what are these?" Seetha held a few pairs of pants and shirts, confusion all over her face as Y/N yelled from inside the room, "Which ones?"

"The ones that look like you took Ram's clothes and somehow shrunk them a lot." Y/N laughed and walked out, her hair dripping wet from her shower as she settled down beside Seetha. "oh no, they don't belong to Ram, they never did. They're mine." Seetha's confusion grew as Y/N folded the clothes neatly and put them back inside her bag, turning back to her.

"You wear men's clothes? Why?"

"I used to live in London, and I studied over there, in this big school called Cambridge. While I lived there I learnt a lot of the ways of the white people, the way they dress and what they eat and a lot more things. And one of the places I really wanted to see at least once unfortunately allowed only men inside, so I got one of my friends to get me men's clothes so that I could sneak in."

Both of them giggled as Y/N recounted the story of how she mingled amongst men as though she were one and beat them at a bunch of games, infuriating them a lot too.

"Had they found out I was a girl they'd have probably died of shame to have lost to me or killed me to save face. But it was a nice time, those nights, surrounded only by men who didn't know my real identity, treated me as one of them and even lost to me." Y/N laughed, not realising that Ram was outside her room, listening to her story.

The story shouldn't actually bothered him, it really shouldn't have, but the thought of her alone with so many men all around her made his blood blast through his veins and a scowl settle on his face.

He was about to walk away when he heard Seetha say, "Put these clothes on, I want to see them on you!" He froze, the mere thought of seeing Y/N in something other than her sarees getting him excited, and so he waited for a few minutes, for the shuffling to end and Seetha to say something.

When Ram heard Seetha gasp, he barged into the girls' room, only then realising that she wasn't fully dressed. Y/N and Seetha looked up in alarm, Y/N's hands pausing midway while she was buttoning up her shirt and shrieked, Seetha standing in front of her as Ram took a u-turn, closing his eyes and turning his head away.

"Ram!" Seetha sounded appalled as apologies fell out of Ram's lips, Y/N hastily buttoning up and tapping on Seetha's shoulder gently, signalling it was alright for him to turn.

"You should really start knocking Ram, you don't live alone anymore," Y/N joked nervously as he turned around, eyes raking over her figure with no shame. Seetha noticed how he was staring and cleared her throat loudly, walking past him as he whistled innocently, but not before smacking his shoulder hard.

"Knock next time!" She scolded and turned around, discreetly winking at Y/N while scurrying out. Ram walked back and made sure the door was locked, turning back to Y/N who smiled uneasily at him, pushing her hair out of her face.

"So," he drawled, stalking towards her as she avoided his gaze, looking around the room. "You own suspenders and you laughed at me when we met."

Y/N blinked.

"You're still upset that I laughed that day? Oh my God, Ram, you're a child."

He stepped closer to her, making her having to crane her neck a little to look at him as he brushed her hair away slowly, cupping her cheek. "Your hair is still wet," he murmured and she nodded, not speaking.

"You might catch a cold," he lowered his head, nuzzling his nose into her cheek, his hand lowering to her collar as he toyed with her buttons. Y/N hummed, her palms comfortable on his chest as she felt his heart race, making her shiver too.

"It's okay, I got used to catching a cold in London, I know how to recover quick now." Ram stopped unbuttoning her shirt and looked up, visuals of something he had never witnessed or thought about flashing in his head. He stepped away from her and walked to the door, only stopping once.

"Get into some proper clothes before you come out." He said in a curt tone, leaving her confused and hurt.

Ram was incredibly handsome, and he knew it better than anyone. in fact, he was a little aware of his exceedingly good looks and the effect he had on women and men alike. Y/N never had a problem with it because he knew where to draw the line, but it seemed that day wasn't the case.

She sat between Seetha and Bheem, giggling about something as Ram went to bring some things to restock their requirements while travelling. Bheem laughed and opened his mouth, beginning to say something when he froze, eyes somewhere else. Seetha followed his line of sight and stop smiling, a frown lacing over, making Y/N frown too.

"What's up with you two, why are you- oh." She paused, finally noticing Ram surrounded by a bunch of overly enthusiastic women, batting their eyelashes at him and one of them tracing her finger over his bicep. Ram turned to see all three of their heads in his direction, two pairs of eyes glaring while the one that mattered staring expressionless.

Y/N's tongue poked her cheek as she scoffed loudly, standing up. Bheem looked at her in alarm and turned back to Ram, his head whipping between both of them as Ram stared at her, waiting for her to make a move. He leaned forward, a smug smirk on his face as Y/N walked towards him, only to throw her braid back as she sashayed past him, her braid hitting him straight in the face while her hips swayed a little more, gathering the attention of everyone around her.

She turned back to glance at him one last time, her own smug look saying everything: You're still just a man. I'm a woman, and I'm the woman. She walked into her room as Ram pushed past all those girls, rushing after her, his blood racing the more he heard people whispering about Y/N, his woman.

"What was that outside?" He seethed slamming the door shut behind him and locking it, turning to glare at Y/N who nonchalantly sat on her bed, removing the flowers from her braid and freeing her hair, looking up at him.

"Whatever do you mean by that, Ram? I did absolutely nothing." She shook her head innocently, before her smug smile returned. She stood up and ran her hands through her locks, shaking her head as he gulped again, drinking in her glory while she walked to him.

"I did nothing, and you know it." She cooed sweetly, moving to walk past him but he grabbed her waist, pulling her close and glaring at her. "Don't act coy with me, bangaram. You know I don't like games."

"And yet you like them enough to start this stupid game, right?" She spat, pushing him onto her bed. She glared down at him as he gaped, trying to understand what had happened.

"You just pushed me onto the bed." He mumbled, dazed, and she scoffed again, rolling her eyes. "I'm a lot stronger than you think Ram."

He huffed and sat straighter, watching as she went to the door. "Did you learn that in London too, from all those men you went out with?"

Y/N stopped, turning around slowly. "What?" She whispered, watching him stand and approach her. "You heard me. All those nights in London surrounded by so many men who lost to you, did they teach you all of this?"

Y/N stared at him, understanding what he meant as Ram's eyes widened, realising how his words came out. He opened his mouth to apologise, but she raised her hand, stopping him.

"What I did or didn't do as a student in London is none of your business, Ram. It was long before I met you, and it's a part of my past. Now I fell in love with you and I wish to live my life with you, but if little things that you didn't even hear or understand properly are bothering you to a point where you want to hurt me like this, then maybe you and I should rethink about what we mean to each other. I know I love you, but I love myself too, and enough to know I am my first priority. I won't tolerate this Ram, not now and not ever."

Y/N straightened, sniffling as tears spill a little which she hurriedly wiped and looked at the door.

"Once we get to Bhagyanagar I will go to my mother, and I wish not to see you for a while, not then and definitely not during our trip there." She stumbled upon one of her bags, shaking her head when Ram surged to grab her.

Y/N walked out of the room, leaving Ram alone as he huffed, running his hands through his face out of frustration. He was about to leave when he noticed Y/N's belongings that fell out of her bag.

While putting them back in Ram saw pictures and paintings of himself that he never saw before, wrapped in a cloth right beside her idol of Shri Ram, tilak and chandan drawn Om and Swastik on the cloth.

Ram gently put them inside and sighed, sitting down on the floor as he hugged the bag to his chest, the green in his heart dissipating and a dark blue blooming through, making him understand how truly he had messed up.

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mayuriebubblie · 3 years ago

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sobbing CRYING whEEZING SQUEALS i freaking love ur writing and brain

#captureyousupermacy #juhibrain<3

capture you // ramaraju (3)

part 1 \ part 2

(A/N- here it is!!! the final part of this mini-series! I can't thank everyone enough for reading this and hyping me up so much, especially my darling Manwa and Madhura, you literally made me blush and giggle and squeal with happiness behind the screen all the while I read you your comments and reblogs, you mean the whole fucking world to me babies.

So this final part, I officially dedicate to everyone who has read it, but an extra special mention to @manwalaage @thewinchestergirl1208 @rambheem-is-real @gauri-vishalakshi @lil-stark , I met you guys just yesterday but I would move mountains for you all. I love you guys, thank you so much for this being with me during this short and sweet journey.

Lot's of love, Juhi <3)

The fields on the outskirts of Delhi were fresh and beautiful, the smell of the mud and the plants flowing in the air and hitting everyone's souls as they sat down, awaiting Ram and Bheem's return. Bheem had gone to rescue Ram from getting executed, and Seetha and the others got Y/N out of her mansion for the time being, staying and keeping her company while she waited for them.

Malli slowly sat down beside Y/N, resting her head on her arm as she looked up, watching Y/N bite her lip nervously. "Don't worry so much akka, vallu vastaru manakadiki*, I'm telling you." Y/N smiled faintly at the girl and wrapped her arm around her shoulders, bringing her to rest her head down in Y/N's lap as she hummed under her breath.

flashback

Bheem held Y/N gently as she cried into his arms, shushing her softly. "Anna will be completely okay," he reassured, gently running his hand over head. "I'll bring him back to you safe and sound, I promise. He will be with you in no time."

Y/N nodded slowly as she pulled away, staring at Bheem. "Promise me that both of you will return safe to me, Bheem. I want both of you back to me so that we can get out of this wretched place."

Bheem nodded and stepped away from her, not before turning back and smiling a little. "If you don't mind, can you give me any belonging of yours, amma? It will give him strength." She smiled back and walked into her room, before bringing a small packet and putting it in his arms. "He'll know, I'm sure."

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The sound of a horn made them all look up as a massive truck came into the area, stopping a few feet away from them. The door to the truck opened and Bheem stepped out, walking to them with a big smile. Malli squealed and ran to him, happily laughing as he twirled her in the air while everyone surrounded him, checking his injuries.

Seetha and Ram's uncle stood behind Y/N, watching as the door opened and he sauntered out in his saffron glory. Both of them rushed to him, embracing him and cries tears of relief. Ram's eyes stayed fixed on Y/N throughout, watching her with the utmost tender expression as he slowly pushed past his family and walked to her, both of them mere inches apart as they drank each other in.

"I was right," she smiled, making him raise his eyebrows as she took his hands into her own, rubbing soothing circles on his palm. "Indian clothes look so much better on you than suspenders and uniform."

Ram chuckled and brought her closer, pressing a kiss on each eyelid and gently wrapping his arms around her, sighing as she tightened her grip around him. "Finally," he whispered into her ear, etching the feel of her skin into his heart.

"Finally," she agreed, burrowing her face further into his chest and breathing him in. She turned and smiled at Bheem with gratitude, watching him as he smiled back and went to Jenny.

Finally it was all okay.

Y/N slowly slipped her feet into the water as the boat moved forward, sighing in contentment as the cold water covered her feet unto her ankles, swishing her legs back and forth while the moonlight caressed her face. She was finally at peace, and was also returning to see her mother. Y/N didn't know what her future held; if she was meant to live a long and happy life with Ram and Bheem around, get married to Ram and start a family or something else might happen, but as the moon shone on her and the water bathed her feet while they travelled she felt content.

The sudden rustling behind her made her open her eyes, looking to the left to see Bheem sit down beside her. He smiled wide and shuffled closer to her, holding out some food wrapped in leaves. "I found a few fruits while returning home and made something easy, want to try?" She smiled in thanks and took some, her eyes widening as she looked at Bheem.

"Oh my God that is so good!" She squealed, taking more as he laughed, giving her the sweet. "How are you doing, Y/N?" He asked gently, watching as she put the food away to look at him.

"You got so hurt, you were completely broken and now you got Anna, how are you taking this in?" She smiled and patted his arm, looking down at the water.

"I feel whole, Bheem. I feel complete, with Ram finally here and you back. I don't need anything else, at all." Both of them at in silence together, listening to the birds chirping and the trees rustle at the river banks.

"And what are you two doing without me?" A voice broke the silence, making both of them turn back and see Ram standing there. He was dressed casually, in khaki kurta and pajamas and hair swept back just a little as though he set it in a hurry, but to Y/N he had never looked so handsome before.

Bheem smiled cheekily and shrugged. "I don't know Anna, I'm just doing nothing. I'll go back inside, maybe check on everyone and then go to sleep. Good night Anna, Good night Y/N."

As he stood up Y/N said, "Wait, I'll come along too. Help me up, please?" Bheem pulled her up and both of them smiled at each other, Bheem walking away first while Ram and Y/N stared at each other, soft smiles on their faces.

"Good night Ram," she said softly, moving to walk past him when she felt her pallu tugged at. She turned back to see her pallu stuck to his watch, much like the first time they met, only this time Ram hadn't intentionally done it.

He tugged on her pallu to bring her a little closer as she raised her eyebrows at him, trying to free her pallu as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her much closer. She gasped a little his hands stayed on her bare skin, sending shivers up her spine while she avoided his gaze.

"Let go, Ram. I want to go sleep."

"And I want to hold you, as tight as I can for as long as I can. Can you stop me? Also look into my eyes will you? I won't bite, at least not yet."

Y/N gaped at him and smacked his chest, watching him laugh heartily while she struggled in his hold.

"Oh my God why are you so strong? Just let go, I want to sleep!" She grunted, trying to free herself in vain as he nuzzled his face into hers, slowly moving to her neck and breathing her in.

"I'm not letting go anytime soon, bangaram. I'm not letting you go ever again." he whispered into her neck, pressing soft kisses there and trailing up her neck to her cheek, his featherlight kisses making her grip onto him for dear life, eyes cluttering shut in ecstacy.

"Ram, I'm warning you," she threatened weakly, feeling his kisses on her jaw and cheek get firmer as he hummed along, walking her back against a wooden pole. "Consider me warned." He muttered, resuming his attack on her as she bit her lip, flinching at the cold feel of the pole on her skin and Ram's contrasting hands roaming down her back.

"Also, before I forget," he whispered, pulling away and smiling when he saw her move along, leaning into his touch. He pressed a short kiss to her nose and put his hand into his pocket, pulling out the same packet Y/N gave Bheem before he left to fetch Ram.

"I believe it's yours," he smiled, pulling the kamarband inside it out and wrapping it around her waist, both of them not taking their eyes off each other. his hands stayed on even after putting the kamarband on her, slowly trailing up her skin and rubbing circles on her waist, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"Do you even realise that we are in fact not alone on this boat?" Y/N whispered, stroking Ram's cheek softly while he nuzzled his nose against hers, humming along to her words. "So if we were alone on this boat, would you let me touch you the way I wanted? Kiss you like I crave, bangaram?" Ram questioned, basking in the moment and opening his eyes in surprise when Y/N tugged him harshly towards her by his collar, looking straight into his eyes with a dangerous glint.

"I'd let you do everything you wanted for as long as you wanted, and then I would do some more to you." Ram's eyes rolled to the back of his head as low guttural groan left him at her words, Y/N smiling cheekily and pressing a soft kiss to his Adam's apple.

"But for now, good night Ram. I hope you have the sweetest dreams." With that final touch she pulled away, successfully freeing her pallu from his watch too. Ram smirked and grabbed her waist, pulling her to him once again and slamming her against the pole with surprising gentleness, his hungry eyes not leaving her.

"One last kiss and then you can go," he said, not giving her time to reply as he smashed his lips against hers, swallowing every sound she let out. Y/N gripped his collar, slowly letting her hands get lost in his hair as she tugged on it hard, making him moan along. with her. They finally pulled away after what seemed like hours, gasping for breath as they held onto each other, eyes closed and smiles wide.

"I'm in love with you, so so much Y/N." He shyly confessed, a complete contrast to his wild acts just a moment before as she giggled under her breath, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "I love you too, my hero. So so much."

The moon shone brighter that night and the night sky was a little more active, the forest and the river celebrating their union as much as Ram and Y/N did in each other's arms.

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akka, vallu vastaru manakadiki= akka, they'll come back to us.

One of my absolute favourite things that I wrote till now, and I will definitely write more for Ram soon! For now, thank you for all the love!

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