Shayari...

Possessive Erit Thakur x reader.

Reader is plump and POC.

"My sweet shayari, I will make a place for myself in your heart."

Divider credits: @mieluno

CW: possessive behaviour, mild yandere, mentions of burns, obsession.

"Your hair flows like the Ganges at night

Your eyes sparkle like starlight

Your smile shines through like moonlight

And oh, your voice sings to me alike."

Erit shyly wrote down in his poetry book as he watched you from afar.

You were a sannyasi, detached from mortal affairs and living in simplicity, chanting in God's name.

Perhaps it was 2 months back, when you arrived in Calcutta in your wanderings did you catch the eye of Erit Thakur.

Was it your smile? Your eyes? No...it wasn't your physical appearance that caught Erit's attention.

Your aatman was pure, your energy was clean. When he was near you, he heard the Dark mother as clear as the Doobays did.

Perhaps he should approach you tonight and deliver to you the poems he had written for you.

"Your soft hands that carry the universe's essence

Your body keeps what mine lessens.

Purity, virtue, love and reminiscence

I'm only at peace in your presence..."

Erit blushed darkly as he wrote the last part.

Just as he was going to put the book away, Ram appeared and snatched it from him.

"What are you always writing in here Erit?...Let me see too." He teased the shy brahmin.

Before meeting you, Erit would have found himself blushing darkly and squirming away from Ram.

But the sight of the poems he wrote for you being snatched from him like that made his blood boil

It was like Ram snatched you from him!

"Give it back Ram!" Erit snapped, surprising the crimson clad brahmin.

"My my, you're growling at me?" Ram teased again only to be grabbed by his sherwani collar by Erit.

"GIVE.IT.BACK.IMMEDIATELY." He threatened darkly.

Angered by his audacity, Ram tossed the book in the nearby hawan kund with a dying flame.

Erit immediately dropped Ram and rushed to the book, salvaging it before the flames could consume most of his work.

"You shouldn't have slapped me Erit...now look what I did." Ram murmured. "I'll buy you an-

Ram was cut off when Erit grabbed his hand and pushed it into the flames inside the same Hawan Kund.

"ERIT!...LET GO!" Ram cried out in pain but, Erit smiled at Ram's pain.

The smell of burning skin and flesh stained the air.

"That book you burnt cannot be replaced...and neither can your useless hand." He muttered brutally to Ram before letting him go.

The Devadasis rushed to Ram's aid but Erit walked away, holding the half burnt book.

'How can I give my 'shayari' this?' he thought to himself sadly as he gazed down at the burnt pages.

"I worked so hard...so hard and that 'Doobay-bastard' ruined it!" Erit yelled as he banged his foot in anger.

Elsewhere you banged your foot.

He banged his foot again.

You banged your foot.

At your hut, you were dancing. Each time you banged your foot, your anklets twinkle, although simple, echoed around you.

♪"Inisai alapedaiyae amudhae

Ilamaiyin nangodaiyae

Inisai alapedaiyae amudhae

Ilamaiyin nangodaiyae...

Irukaiyai virithu..

Irakaiyum silirthu..

Iru kayil vaa amudhae…

Salangaigal olikka

Sandhangal pirakka

Sadhuridu vaa amudhae amudhae

Sadhurida vaa amudhae…"♪

As you sang, you danced before your natraja murti with a smile. Your saree pallu flutters with each spin you took.

It was times like this when your simple life seemed beautiful. You could dance for hours in your hut or pray whenever you wished.

You did feel lonely on days like this. You longed for a partner to dance with you.

But that was going to change so fast, you would never be prepared for it.

3 days later at the Kalighat, you were approached by Erit. He clearly had put time in getting ready for you, you could tell from the sandalwood scent that tickled your nose.

"Ever since you came here...I found my rest stolen by you." He began shyly. Your eyes widened by his declaration.

"You've stolen my sleep

You've captured my dreams

With your prancing and leaps

And your smiling gleam."

You blush at his poetry narration. You were even more flustered when he pressed the half burnt book of poems into your hand.

"I couldn't re-write them...but they're all for you shayari."

"You call me shayari?"

He shook his head a yes shyly. You giggled and gaze back at him, his cheeks were red.

"I am a sannyasi...You are aware that I live in simplicity?" You asked him. He shook his head yes.

"I won't force you to change your way of living for me shayari... I'll live with you." He blurted out.

His sudden words had you hiding your face in you pallu and running away from him to behind a tree.

Although the tree couldn't hide your form, it was like the sun hiding behind the tree.

Erit watched you from afar again. He walked slowly towards you.

When you saw him coming, you run away again. He stopped walking behind you and bent down, picking up your anklet.

"You're bound to return for this my shayari." He called after you but it was too late, you were gone with the wind.

He smiled to himself. He had made his way into your heart. Now he will just have to wait for you to take a step towards him.

I cannot make this diva a Yandere...just possessive behaviours.

I never really specify reader's gender either.

Credits A.R Rahman for Innisai alaipedaiye. The song is attached here.

I can't believe I'm saying this, next story is Raj Doobay...🥲

Adios till next story.

-MLW004✨

Confession:

Spoilers to anyone hasn't read the update!!