This is the confession scene happened in the show a few days ago. The core of the story is the same but I just added somethings and twisted it the way I wanted.
After the abrupt disappearance from the place, Mishti decided to meet Abir again that night, to pour her heart out as she couldn't hold herself up anymore after the Confession Abir made a while ago. She initially decided to get a closure from him, from the person she had seen her beautiful future with, thought of growing old, planned on having twins, Misha & Mihir, with, the person she thought was hers and only hers. She called him up to inform about her arrival at the Rajvansh sadan.2His eger eyes were frantically searching for her. He was restless since her call, waiting for her to come and say something after she left him in the middle of the conversation. With a pounding heart, worry on his face and nervous-ness creeping up his body he was waiting for her to come to his room.Mishti stepped in the room thickened with tension. She did not hesitate to take a step forward where as Abir was at loss of words, he was just staring at her holding his breath unconsciously. She covered the distance from the door and stood in front of him within a blink of an eye, pushing him back with every step forward and blasting her questions of why, what now and how. She wanted answers of why did he break her heart so cruelly, why did he insult her repeatedly, why was he even not in the mood to listen to her, why was he pushing her away, how did he become the Abir she had never seen and even never imagined in her wildest dreams? All the things said and promised by him were nothing but lies? How could he do all this to her all of a sudden? How could he break her when he was the one who made her, how could he crush her hopes when he was the one to help her hope again in life, how could he just detach himself from her when he was the one to help her with her attachment issues, how could he simply not trust her when he was the one to help her trust people and relationships around, how could he simply say he doesn't want to see her when he was the only person she ever wanted to see all the time in her life.She pinned him to the wall and took the stool kept there and stood on it to match his height, she had to look into his eyes directly so as to know the truth, as she knew his lips may lie but eyes won't.Abir couldn't look into her eyes as he was weighed down by the guilt, he was not able to form coherent sentences to justify himself as he thought his actions throughout were unforgivable. He didn't know how and where to start from, he had to let her know the truth, not to make her stay, hell he didn't even expect her to stay, but to let her know he was made to behave the way he did that day, it was not his choice nor his will to do so, the circumstances were such that he couldn't understand what else to do. He was in daze thinking all of this that when she said she have to leave as its late now, he snapped, he couldn't bare any distance from her anymore. He pulled her roughly towards himself holding her waist, pasted their bodies so close that even air couldn't pass through, looking straight into her tearful eyes, with his own moist ones, he narrated her every instance happened before the card ceremony, told her how his own mother blackmailed him to break the marriage or else she would announce to world that his Nanko, kunal, was not his real brother, his own blood, she would disown him and his mother, parul maasi, and throw them on the streets, he told her every single thing. Mishti was listening everything keenly, all started to make sense to her now. She understood him well. She knew him, she knew her Ajeeb Rajvansh couldn't just behave out of character without any reason. He couldn't just not trust her as she knew he only trusted her.By the time he finished his talking Mishti was holding onto his neck Crying along with him, cupping his face with her tiny hands, looking at him with all the love she had, wiping the tears slipping form his eyes and kissing his forehead to assure him everything was alright, tho she herself was nowhere near fine.Her gestures made Abir all the more emotional, he closed his eyes to feel her soothing touch again after so many days, he felt as if a huge weight has been lifted off his chest after telling her the truth. He hugged her tight burying his face in the crook of her neck, holding onto his life, his simple sa seedha saadha sa ghar. After staying in that position for a while mishti broke the hug and told Abir that she understood him but now it was of now use as she was marrying Nishant the other day, she had to leave as it was late now. This time Abir got on his knees, held her hands brought them to his forehead and asked for an apology nth number of time. He wanted her back but knew it wasn't easy, he had hurt her real bad.Mishti couldn't see him like that, weeping like a baby and begging for forgiveness, she made him stand up held his hands and kissed his cheek going on her toes.He broke down all the more, cupped her face, matching his forehead with hers shutting his eyes tightly and asking her why didn't she use her chops to make him get his sense back, she could have put her magenta belt to work here, amongst all the mess she still corrected him on the color, brown it was she told him. A chuckle left their lips amongst all the tears and sadness. Soon it was replaced by Mishti's worries, she confessed that she couldn't hurt her family any more, she cant betray her best friend, she has to get over him, over them. She started moving towards the door again leaving him behind, but Abir couldn't take it, he held her wrist to stop her and pasted his front to her back taking her in a tight back hug, holding both her hands and intertwining their fingers, he held her as close to him as possible, whispered to her to not leave him, requesting her to stay. Listening to him Mishti lost all her control, even she didn't want to leave him, his arms felt safe, she felt at home. Abir nuzzled his nose in her hair, kissed the back of her head to help her calm down, swaying slightly, mishti turned around, still in the hug, and embraced him with all her might, he squeezed her tiny frame back to let her know he understands her and would support her in every decision she takes.Staying still in the same position for sometime soaking in the warmth radiating from each others body, feeling content just by being with each other, the feeling they missed terribly all these days. After a while Abir broke the hug, wiped Mishti's tear stained cheeks, held her hand and brought her towards his bed and made her sit comfortably on it then he climbed up from the other side and rested his head on her thighs, intertwining her one hand with his, keeping it on his chest, not before kissing the back of it, and making her other hand run through his hair. Mishti smiled looking down at his antics, she started massaging his scalp and saw him blowing out a satisfactory breathe, closing his eyes and enjoying her actions. She then bent down to give a lingering kiss on his forehead, his breathe quickened a bit as her soft lips touched his warm skin. She knew the control she had on him, she also knew he loved it when she babied him, pampered him, showed her affection openly, expressed herself and her love to him, he simply loved it, she could see the red creeping up his plump cheeks, and that cute Blushy smile made her heart skip a beat for him. Mishti couldn't hold herself back so she kissed his eyes one by one, then his nose, when she kissed his nose his grip on their intertwined hand strengthened she heard his sharp intake of breath and stopped where she was, coming back to her initial position she saw him opening his eyes, in those eyes she saw the same need, passion, love, affection for her, she knew he wanted to kiss her as much as her but now was not the right time, he understood the same. The mutual understanding between them is what made their bond so special and strong, they just stayed there the whole night, a comfortable silence prevailing between them, both waiting for the dawn not knowing what it held for them.Writer: Siddhi
