WARNING:- bit pg, just a work or fiction 😳 no names mentioned
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"Evalo dress ma eduthutu vandha? Inga oru kadai eh iruku."
(How many dresses have you brought??
They were seated on the floor of the room. Correction, their room. It had been approximately 2 weeks since they had got married, and they were moving into the new house he had bought. It was a sleek 3BHK apartment, compact and small, easy for them to manage. It was about to become their home.
She huffed, "Naa pathi en veetla vitutu vanthuten."
(This is only half of it.)
He blinked at her, "Paathiye ivalova?". She rolled eyes and was folding her dresses when she found a familiar yellow dress buried under her new ones. She dug out the dress and held it up to him with a fond smile.
(This is just half?)
"Nyabagam iruka?"
(Do you remember?)
He looked at the dress and nodded, "Epadi maraka mudiyum. Finale dress."
(How could u forget? It's your finale dress.)
She smiled, "Aama." She paused, the memories of that day flowing in and she said,
(Yes..)
"Finale mattum than nyabagam varutham?"
(Is that the only thing you remember?)
He chuckled, "Vera enna? Finale mattum thana."
(What else?)
She huffed in annoyance and said, "Nejamave ungaluku nyabagam iruka."
(You seriously don't remember?)
He pretended like he didn't know and shrugged. She glared at him and threw a duppata at his face.
"Yen ipadi irukinga."
(Why are you like this?)
He looked at her with a teasing smile and She was muttering under her breath and got up to bring in more boxes. He grinned widely as he watched her leave, an angry pout on her face. 5 years later and she was genuinely the cutest person he had met, even when she was angry. In fact, he found her the most cute when she was angry.
She entered the room, heaving a large box. He stalked over to her, and took the box from her, and swiftly picked her up.
Her eyes widened, "Enna panringa?"
(What are you doing?)
He silently sat her on top of the dresser. She tugged on his arm, "Vidunga," still ticked that he forgot. He shook his head, and caged her between his arms. She rolled her eyes and turned away.
(Leave me.)
"Oi, Enna paaru."
(Look at me.)
She didn't spare a glance.
"Rowdy. Kedi."
Still nothing.
He sighed and said under his breath, "Chellama."
That did the trick, she slowly turned to look at him. She completely melted whenever he called her that. He smiled at her and said,
"April 9. CWC last shooting. Naa unnaku propose pana naal. Dressing room la vechu sonen. Correct ah?"
(April 9. CWC last shooting. I confessed to you that day. In the dressing room. Right?)
She nodded silently, playing with his collar. He smiled, "Epadi maraka mudiyum. Annaiku maatnavan than."
(How could I forgot. I got trapped that day.)
She glared and slapped his arm. He laughed and caught her hand, bringing it up to press a kiss inside her palm. She leaned and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Annaiku avalo azhaga iruntha theriyum. Ennala control panave mudiyala?"
(You were so beautiful that day. I couldn't keep my hands to myself.)
Feeling brave she looked up at him and asked, "Enna panirpinga?"
(What would you have done.)
He raised an eyebrow. Sensing the tension, he brought her in closer, kissing her with a ravishing passion that it made her heart stop for a moment. His hands explored her body, pushing her in closer with every second. They broke apart, panting heavily and her eyes were wide with shock.
She scoffed in disbelief, "Chumma keta ipadi panringa?"
(I just asked for fun, you'll do so much?)
He was laughed lightly, and leaned forward pressing another kiss on her lips, travelling down to her neck, goosebumps rised on her skin. She closed her eyes and a sense of euphoria washed over her. He was busy, marking her all over, particularly biting hard at one spot, making her yelp out his name.
He looked up and chuckled, "Ithuke Ippadiya?"
(Already flustered?)
She whined, hiding her face in his shoulder. He cupped her face in his hands and resumed his minstrations. His name stumbled upon her lips and he said, "Chellama.."
The fire burning inside took on more passion and she hummed in response. He looked up at her and said, "Inno oru honeymoon polama?"
(Shall we go for another honeymoon?)
She giggled, pulling him in closer. And before they knew it, they had even more clothes to fold now.
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