Ishq Risk / Jungkook ft. Taehyung (India based ff)

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🥀 Kabhi socha na tha,
humari mohabbat ko bhulana padega,
Har khushi ke peechhe,
chhupa dard ko gale lagana padega.

—

Tanishq's Perspective

Jaan
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Bhai, inme se koi achi Lage to batao?
Naman ki mummy ki jaan pehchaan hai,
They're both your type.

Jaan, tu mujhe mujhse zyada jaanta hai.
Tujhe agar koi mere liye sahi lagti hai,
To mujhe manzur hai

Jaan
Bhai,
Aap sure to ho na?
Have you really moved on?
Itni jaldi jaldi sab karna...
Kya pata aap apni wife ko
kabhi pyaar hi na kar pao..?

**

I sighed. Wife... Pyaar. Ye words tab tak hi acche kyu lagte the jab uske liye use karta tha? Kyu nahi bhool pa raha hu use.. Use to mujhse pyaar bhi nahi. Or Naa hi mujhe usse kabhi pyaar tha... Kisse jhooth bol Raha hai Tanishq

I closed my eyes. As memories of her came flying again.

Flashback

"Baby kya kar Rahi hu yaar tum... It's weekend today aaj to mere saath time spend karlo..." I whined, yelling loudly from my room, "khaana bana rahi hu.."

Khaana or wo bhi Mahi?

Kitchen gaya aaj to Tera Tanishq bhaag le.

I walked out to see the sight in front of me, Mahi was so focused in cooking, her flicks fell on her cheeks as she continuously tried to tuck them back, and focused on making roti. Haaye kitni pyaari hai ye.

London mein aaj roti khaane ko milegi finally.

I walked to her, engulfing her in a hug from behind. "Kitni cute ho tum... Apne future husband ke liye khaana bana rahi ho, nahi baby?" I teased, nuzzling my face in her shoulder.

"Mai to apne liye bana rahi hu.. Arey tanu jaao yaar, tang mat karo."

I giggled hearing her annoyed voice, "mai kaha tang kar Raha hu, bas pyaar hi to kar raha hu."

"Baad mein karna, abhi nahi," Mahi replied, mai bhi dheet hu. I bend my face to her ears and whispered, "Kiski talwaar ki nok pe sar rakhu ye bata do mujhe... Agar apni future wife ko pyaar karna gunah hai —to saza do mujhe."

"Bajirao Mastani dekhke as rahe ho?" I nodded. "Jaane do na tanu, bhook lagi hai, or yaha ka besuad khaana mujhe pasand nahi. Mirchi naam ki cheez hi nahi hoti." She whined.

I kissed her cheek, purposely making sound effects that made me stifle my laughter and her to scrunch her face in disgust. *mmmmmmwah*

"Chatori kahi ki. mera pyaar to jhela jaata nahi mirchi khaani hai ise."

"Chee yaar Tanishq, kiss karni hai to pyaar se karo ye itne ashleel sound effects ke saath kyu karte ho,"

I fell on the floor laughing.

But next she turned to me, crying. Wait what-

"Roti jal gayi tumhari wajah se, it's all because of you-" She cried. She's pmsing- bhaag le Tanishq.

I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her to my chest, "Kaha jali hai.. dekho bilkul theek hai. Kahi bhi to nahi jali, itni achi Sundar roti hai." I said holding the black and weird shaped roti in my hand. "Mai khaa lunga na ise. Tum kyu chinta karti hu,"

"Sabzi kya hai?"
"Bhindi..."

Ye mere aas paas ke logo ko ye ghatiya sabziya kyu pasand hai? Shit yar jali hui roti wo bhi bhindi ke saath —koi baat nahi Tanishq. Mahi ne banayi hai. Pyaar ke liye itna to jhel sakte hai.