Offscreen Love💗📽️🎬 ✓ [Cute Love Series #3]

03- The Set Manager

The morning sun gently bathed the Grewal house in a warm glow as Drishya tiptoed into her brother Devam's room. The curtains danced with the breeze, casting playful shadows on the room's walls. Devam lay sprawled across his bed, blissfully unaware of the impending wake-up call.

Drishya: (whispering) Devam, wake up. It's time for college.

Devam remained in his dreamland, undisturbed by the soft attempts to rouse him. Drishya, growing impatient, scanned the room until her eyes fell on a conveniently placed pillow. With a sly smile, she snatched it and, with swift precision, delivered a gentle smack to Devam's head.

Devam: (jolting awake) What the hell?!

His eyes widened in shock, and he instinctively clutched the spot where the pillow made contact.

Drishya: (glaring) Shh! Keep it down. Learn to wake up on time, Devam.

Devam: (lowering his voice) Sorry, Di.

Drishya: (sarcastically) Normal log subah ki shuruwat good morning keh ke karte hai lekin aap janab har roz muhje sorry bolte hai.

Devam winced, realizing his morning greeting habits were far from conventional.

Devam: (whining) Di, you expect me to have a "Good morning" after being woken up like this every day?

Drishya: (teasingly) Utha jaa mere laal. Bhul gaya, aaj tujhe assignment submit karna hai.

Devam's eyes shot open in realization.

Devam: (panicking) Oh, freak! Mrs. Kakkar is going to chew me up like raw vegetables!

He hastily jumped out of bed and rushed towards the bathroom to get ready.

Drishya chuckled and made her way to the kitchen, where her mother Ramya was already preparing breakfast.

Ramya: (smirking) Uth gaye jahanpanah?

Drishya: (grinning) Haan mumma, utha diya jahanpanah ko.

They shared a smile, acknowledging the morning routine. Just then, Disha entered the room, ready for the day.

Disha: (brightly) Good morning!

Drishya and Ramya responded in unison.

Drishya & Ramya: Good morning, Dishu!

Disha cringed at the nickname, making faces, while Drishya and Ramya exchanged amused glances. Soon after, Devam joined them at the breakfast table, and the Grewal family began their day with laughter, teasing, and the shared warmth that bound them together.

The Shekhawat mansion buzzed with activity as servants diligently arranged the breakfast on the grand dining table. The air was filled with the aroma of freshly prepared delicacies. Suman entered the room, her eyes lighting up as she spotted her father-in-law, Anirudh, approaching.

Suman: (smiling) Good morning, Papa!

Anirudh reciprocated her smile warmly.

Anirudh: Good morning, beta!

He took his designated seat at the head of the table, his presence commanding respect. Amay, sneaking up from behind, planted a swift kiss on Suman's cheek.

Amay: (whispering) Good morning, Sumi.

Suman, caught off guard, looked at Amay with a surprised expression. Amay grinned mischievously, observing her reaction. Anirudh, witnessing the playful exchange, chuckled.

Anirudh: (teasing) Beta ji, itna bada mansion aur is mansion ke andar itne bade bade kamre... maine sajawat ke liye nahi banwaye hain. Kuch toh sharam kar le.