Petrichor to his Heart

2.11

With the looks it was an okay okay bakery result but she had her own reasons to get petrified... Sirisha, one of the house staff had helped her calm down telling it was no big deal after she spotted the top getting cracks through the front glass of oven.

She had followed this food channel and it smelled nice but she was not convinced about the insides of the cake.

"ab jo hoga dekha jayega..." with a huff she took the piping bag and her artistic inner self carved a few simple designs and in middle a beautiful cursive RAGHAV stood shining red on the dark background.

"Dont worry Ma'am, it looks yummy..." the cook assured her.

"hmm." she smiled nervously. "dekhne se to tumhare boss bhi bahut cute hote hai kabhi kabhi."

"bas bacha lena bappa aaj." she prayed and put away the cake in the fridge cause she still has some two hours in 12.

Thinking to complete the designs for the new order she entered their room and the sometimes cutie pie was back in their room,

Sleeping on his stomach, one hand folded under his face and slightly parted lips made her pinch his cheeks then and there but she knew it would disturb him.

Though he wont say but the hours spent in fever and agony had cost him dearly and he was still weak. She smiled on his stubbornness that was no less arrogant than him and then another long smile went for how adorable he looked at this moment.

"wow, he told me to bake him a cake and look at him, sleeping like he hasn't for so many years." she snorted and contemplated whether to unpin her saree or not.

She wanted to look good for their first celebration but at the same time, she so wanted to relax.

Ditching the latter but tempting thing she walked to his side and sat in the little space he has left.

She lifted the covers and then the shirt carefully to check the bandages, after she was confirmed everything was good she relaxed and put her feet on the bed .

Instantly a wave of relief wan through her body and she moaned mentally at the feeling.

Tangling her fingers in his jet black hairs she caressed him a few times and in response was awarded a low throaty groan from him.

Always responsive... she smiled.

There was no hurry and she could go through the details Nikhil had sent her in morning, with such thoughts she promised herself she would close her eyes for a few minutes.

It was a tiring day for her as well and sleep overpowered her in no time or the jinx that when you have to stay awake was the only push for you to sleep better, worked here but she fell asleep beside him.

The cake kept in the fridge waited when the clock chimed 12 and when no one came it enjoyed a frosty night and settled the non-sugary chocolate ganache better.

Pallavi had no idea when did his alarm chimed exactly at 12, he woke up, secured her on bed and unpinned the saree which was about to tear down due to being stretched.

Someone stole a kiss and whispered a Thank you before settling properly on the bed and pulling her to him.

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It was a normal morning for her, slightly earlier than usual... the windows were still dark but she was able to hear birds so she knew it was around 4 or so.

"4...

"Oh god...

She nearly jumped but his arm secured her in the position and she noticed it all.