SidNaaz Imagines

Imagine Thirteen

SidNaaz Fluff

Shehnaaz was sitting in the hall, talking to her mother on a video call when Sidharth entered the room. Rita Maa looked at Shehnaaz and asked for the laptop, "Tu usko dekh, mai teri mummy se unke special rajma ki recipe le rahi hoon."

Shehnaaz nodded with a soft giggle while Sidharth rolled his eyes. "I'm just going to freshen up, uss me Shehnaaz ka kya kaam hai?" He asked rhetorically.

Rita Maa shrugged. "Tab baithi reh bacche. Kar le baat mumma se." She smiled. Sidharth walked over to the ladies and kissed them both on their cheeks, waving to Shehnaaz's mother as he walked by. "Aapko miss kar raha hoon mai, mumma. Jaldi se aane ka try karo na."

Mumma Gill chuckled on the other end of the screen, "Aayenge na beta ji. Bas Shehbaaz free ho jaye. Mai bhi tum dono ko miss karti hoon." She said sweetly.

"Bolo toh mai aa jau aap ko lene?" He asked. "Issi bahaane trip ho jaayega punjab ka.."

"Most welcome bacche. Jab aana ho aaja." Mumma Gill said kindly. "Apni Mummy ko bhi leke aana iss baar."

"Done!!"

Shehnaaz smiled at the easy bond that had developed between the two families. Her family. "Amma.. ehdiyaan gallan nu chaddo.. tussi raah takdi reh jaana ehdi—"

"Mai definitely aaunga mumma, but iss baar Shehnaaz ko saath ni leke aaunga. Bahut pakati hai yeh." Sidharth scoffed playfully at his fiance's bewildered expression.

Shehnaaz's mother cooed softly at both of them and asked them to stop with the banter.

"Haan Sidharth, tu kamre mai chal— freshen up and come out for tea. It's already late." Rita Maa exclaimed, ushering him towards his room. Sidharth rolled his eyes, trying to look surprised. "Bhed bakri ki taraah kaayeko hakaal rahe ho? Jaata hoon na."

Shehnaaz chuckled. "Drama ni mukda." She mumbled quietly. She looked at Sidharth's mother and raised her eyebrow at her. "Jau kya?"

Rita Maa smirked. "Abhi toh bol raha tha tera kaam nahi hai. Dekhne toh de kitni der lagti hai tujhe bulane mein."

Shehnaaz grinned mischievously and settled back into the couch while Sidharth completed his daily post-gym evening rituals.

Fourteen minutes.

It took him fourteen minutes to call out for her from inside the room that they had both been sharing for almost two years now. Shehnaaz laughed softly as Rita Maa rolled her eyes. Shehnaaz ka kya kaam hai?

"Kya hua. Kya nahi mil raha?" Shehnaaz shouted back, walking towards the room.

She walked in to see Sidharth standing near his wardrobe in nothing but his shorts. His hair were still dripping wet, and upper body completely bare, save for a towel wrapped around his neck.

"Baal geele hain tere, baby. Tu sardi karwaayega apne phir se.. aur phir tere kaaran mujhe bhi." Shehnaaz exclaimed, pulling the towel from his neck and rubbing his hair softly in order to dry them. "Kya chahiye udhar se tujhe? Kya dhoond raha hai?"

"Black waali sweatshirt." Sidharth mumbled, leaning into her touch, "I have an interview today."

Shehnaaz sighed, "Hat jaa peeche. Saari almaari uthal-puthal kar ke rakh dega tu. Nikaal ke de rahi hoon." She pushed him out of her way and scanned the wardrobe for what he had asked for.

Sidharth smiled at her. "Thank you baby."

Shehnaaz handed him the sweatshirt and his favorite white T-Shirt. "Pehle yeh daal le, chai peene baahar aja. Interview late hai raat ko, uncomfortable hokey mat baith abhi se."