YOU COMPLETE ME

YOU COMPLETE ME - II

Aryan's POV:-

I looked at my wife who glared back at me from the vanity mirror. Her nose red in anger with chubby cheeks huffing fire.
"You need to change." I slowly suggested trying to figure out her mood swings.
"Why are you making fun of me?" She mockingly bit back.
"I mocked you?" Shock evident in my tone, "I just told you to change, everyone is gonna be here," I said taking careful steps near her.
A hairbrush landed on my chest, next was a hairclip which I caught before it could hit my nose.
"Enough now, Jhanvi." I said in a deadly calm voice.
"It's all because of you that I am this fat! You did this to me!" I walked to her gliding my hands down from her shoulders to her back.
"Don't distract me." She pried off my hands.
"None of my clothes fit me. My feet are swollen, my breasts are saggy and they won't stop kicking." She complained looking at me through the mirror. Angry brown eyes with a cute furrow of the brow ready to burn me.
Yes you all heard it correct. In the second ultrasound report we came to know that we're going to have twins.
These nine months have been a rollercoaster ride for the both of us.
Jhanvi had mood swings and food cravings at ungodly hours. She would always stress about her size. Then her libido was another case for me.
We ended up having sex in my office five times. One time she barged in a conference room full of my advisors committee. That day I learnt never to underestimate a pregnant woman.
Her morning sickness wasn't that bad but she started disliking her favourite food and would cry because she ignored food.
And when the babies started kicking, they led to her constant sleepless nights.
Looking back at it now, I feel so fucking proud of her.
Now at the matter at hand.
"You can wear my shirt and shorts." I picked out a pair for her.
She took them and started undressing in front of me. And fuck if it didn't spike up my ego looking at her swollen belly.
"This is better." She rubbed her hands on her abdomen. It was her way of connecting with our babies.
She turned to me but I pulled her wrist slowly and bent down on my knees, lifting up the shirt I placed two kisses on her stomach, "my babies don't trouble your Momma so much, Dad's eagerly waiting for your arrival. You both better make it out quick." I whispered.
"Shut up, the due date is still a week away." Jhanvi smacked my chest, giggled as it tickled her whenever I touched her stomach.
"Baby, they will listen to their Dad, won't you?" I prodded a finger and I felt a small kick as a response.
We heard a knock at the door.
"Bhai, they are here." We heard Noor calling us.
"We're coming." Jhanvi chimes, pulling her with me.
We were all now sitting and having our lunch when Jhanvi gripped my forearm digging her nails in my skin making me hiss.
"Ahhh..... Aryannnnnnn!!!" She screamed on top of her lungs.
"Jhanvi, baby, what happened?"

"It's time, Aryan! Babies are going to come out!" Her screaming only intensified as she turned red by the moment. I sat shocked looking at her face.
"Why aren't you moving, moron! Get up. We need to take her to the hospital!" Arjun threw an apple at my head.
"Oh my God!" I yelled back.
"Aryan Malhotra if you don't take me to the hospital this instant, I'll crush your balls!" My wife threatened me and she was dead serious.
"We're going, baby, take a deep breath." I muttered running out of breath.
Till we reached the hospital it was total chaos. Jhanvi almost tried to kill me by strangling my neck.
She was rushed into the labour room.
After hours of struggle, lots of swearing and crying. Our babies came to the world.
After cutting the cord they were taken for cleaning and Jhanvi was resting in the room.
Two nurses brought them back, tucked in small fluffy white blankets.
"There you go, Mr and Mrs. Malhotra. Your son and daughter." One of the nurse said. Jhanvi eagerly spread her hands to cradle both of them.
"They're so adorable. Our babies, Aryan." She looked up at me with such immense joy. Both of them were silently listening to our talks and only blinking.
"Here, hold them. Aryan." She urged me to sit next to her on the bed. I took both of them with steady hands.
A warm tingling feeling shot up from my stomach to my heart as I held them.
Then our babygirl let out a cute sneeze.
"I love you both so much." I pecked their foreheads.

______________________________________

Now they both slept in their crib next to their mother's bed.
Vivaan and Pari. My precious little angels.
"You're staring." Jhanvi said changing her position on the bed.
"I cany help it. They're so cute." I gushed looking at them.
"I love you so much, Jhanvi. Thank you for giving me this wonderful family." I pressed my lips on her forehead.
"I love you too, Aryan." She smiled through her moistened eyes. There was movement in the crib and little Vivaan opened his eyes letting out a small yawn. Then he blinked his eyes looking at me.
"Hey little guy." I traced my index finger along his soft skin. His eyes were just like mine but a darker grey while Pari had same brown eyes as Jhanvi.
Two days later Jhanvi was discharged from the hospital.
Our parents were staying with us for the meanwhile. Jhanvi had just fed them their milk. I looked at her as she had a smile dancing on her face as she made them sleep, gently rubbing their chests. I slid beside her and caressed Pari's hair to make her sleep better.
"There is something you are not telling me, Aryan, what is it?" Jhanvi held my hand rubbing her thumb up and down my knuckles.
"Will I be good father, Jhanvi?" I asked her.
"What are you saying, Aryan? You are a good father." She sat up straight, "in these nine months, you never once doubted yourself, then why now?"

"I have this feeling, ever since I held them in my arms, will I be a good Dad to them? What if they don't like me? Look at you, you are so good with them without even trying." Her mouth was slightly open by now.
"Look at me, Aryan." She demanded.
I looked at her, "You are Aryan Malhotra, and you are never nervous. And they are your children, they are not going to like you, they will love you. You are the best father. Do you understand." She made me understand.

"How do you know?"

"Come with me." She got up from the bed, placing a blanket over them and brought me to our balcony.
"You see those two stars?' she pointed out in the starry sky. I nodded. Her small hands cupped my face, "they are Ma and Dad. You are a good son to them, the best grandson to Dadi, the best son-in-law, a good brother to Noor. And the best husband I could ever ask for. So I know that you are the best father to our Vivaan and Pari." She let go off my face and kissed me on the lips.
"You complete me, Aryan." She said pulling away.
"You complete me, too, baby." I whispered over her lips and took her in for a loving kiss.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♥️THE END♥️~~~~~~~~~~~