The Fault In Our Stars

49:)

49. It turns me on.

"C'mon, Avneet!", Siddharth groaned. "Let's go. We're late."

"Wait for five more minutes!" Avneet screamed from inside the bathroom.

The older sighed, glancing at his phone. It was almost time. They were to attend Ishaan's PTM today and Siddharth has been on his toes since morning. It was the first time he's attending one for his son. Something or other always came up at the times before, and Siddharth was definitely not gonna waste this one chance he's got.

"Avneet, I swear to God if
we get late because of you-"

"Shut the hell up! The timings are from 9 to 12, we can go anytime in between, we don't have to be there at 9'O clock, so sit your ass back and let me do my make up in peace!"

"You're doing make up? Literally? You just said you were getting ready." Siddharth's disbelief was clear in his voice.

Avneet groaned. "Just go away!"

"Dada! Wasoowi peed on the floor!", Ishaan screeched running into the room and latched himself around Siddharth's leg, a giggling mess and wasooli ran after him woofing and wagging his tail mischievously.

"Bad boy, wasooli.", Siddharth frowned before dropping a quick text to the cleaning services of the building.

"Did you finish the drawing, my little tiger?" He picked the boy up before ruffling the fluffy mop of hair fondly.

"Nope! Wasoowi distulbed me." He pouted. Siddharth cooed as he walked out and into the living room and sat Ishaan down on the table.

"Compete it quick, bub. We gotta leave soon."

Siddharth walks back into the bedroom after putting Ishaan on table for work. He pauses for a moment when he sees Avneet fresh out of shower in her trousers.

Okay, maybe a little correction there.

Avneet just in her trousers and sports bra. Guess it was a long lost habit.

Siddharth gawked at Avneet's tan smooth skin in awe. Her tattoo, and skin that looked like molten gold.

Avneet ruffled her hair before flipping them back and walking to the closet to fetch a top or something.

And the older just bit his lips, watching her flexing back, slim waist and firm ass.

Damn, how he'd trade his soul with the devil to just have his hands on that ass. Or that waist.

But he doesn't have to.

So, he walks towards Avneet and corners her against the closet. Pressing his chest to her back, he whispers into the younger's ear, "Hey, my love!"

Avneet yelps almost knocking Siddharth off as she turned around, startled. "Oh my God! Siddo!"

Siddharth hummed as he took a closer look at Avneet's face.

The younger blinked at him. "What are you doi-"

"You look beautiful."

Avneet's eyes widened. "Huh??"

Siddharth smiled, flicking Avneet's hair back from her cheek and forehead.

"Long hair suit you. So pretty." Siddharth whispered, twirling a strand between his long fingers.

"Yeah?" Avneet gulped. "Thanks, I guess." She mumbled quickly making Siddharth chuckle at the expression on her face.

Siddharth squeezed her cheeks before backing off. "You've not changed one bit, my little startled bunny."