For Our Love Series Fanfiction

Jasmina turned into 'Jas-Mean-A'?

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Written by Sofia_Not_Sophiya

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JASMINA'S POV

"Ahad Bhai, no!" I held Ahad Bhai's elbow pulling him away. "That's one tablespoon, not teaspoon!" I tried to reason out moving my hands frantically.

Ahad Bhai looked at me as his mouth turned into an 'O' shape.

I was back at Lahore to spend my holidays and celebrate my twenty-first birthday. Currently we- I and Ahad Bhai were trying to bake a cake as we all siblings were craving for it.

"See, Jazzy. A spoon is a spoon no matter whether tea or table is their first name." He explained to me as if I were a five year old kid.

"Oh really?" I folded my hands across my chest. "Fine, then there will be no difference between between you and Arhaan Bhai. A Sheikh brother is a Sheikh brother whether Ahad or Arhaan is the first name, hmm?"

"Jazzyyyy." Ahad Bhai stressed. "You're watching too much of Mean Girls." He shook his head at me.

"Why wouldn't you? Even your name comprises the word 'mean'." He continued even Arhaan Bhai, who was previously engrossed in his phone, looked up as a chuckle escaped from his mouth. "Right, Jas-mean-a?" He turned to look at me amusedly.

"Well played. Never knew that my own brothers would turn up against me." I fake gasped. "Aww, Jazzy he was just kidding." Arhaan Bhai put his arm around my shoulder.

"Really?" I looked up at him.

"Yes." He nodded with a solemn expression.

"But I wasn't." Ahad Bhai added. Cue the eye roll.

"Expected."

"Good expectations, I must say."

"Anyway what's the next step?" He asked tightening his apron. Today, Ahad Bhai was very interested in baking a cake with me even though I had tried to convince him saying that I would bake it but he wouldn't budge.

"So after adding milk, you're supposed to add half teaspoon of baking powder." I dictated from the ingredient list, I had prepared.

"Easy-peasy!" He dashed towards the pantry.

A minute later he sprinted towards my direction as he put the teaspoon inside the bottle of baking SODA.

"Ahad Bhai, not again!" I screeched. "It's baking SODA not baking powder." I heard Arhaan Bhai snigger.

Ahad Bhai checked on the label and smiled sheepishly after he realised his mistake.

"You know na Jazzy, that it doesn't matter what the last name is of-"

"No Ahad Bhai. Please don't imply your previous theory again. There's a big difference between the both." I stared at him with widened eyes.

"You know what? We can do one thing." I chirped, clapping my hands. "You-" I dragged him towards the stool. "Can sit here and let me do my work, okay?"

"No Jazzy. I want to bake too!"

"No you're not, Ahad Bhai." I stated as calm as possible.