Don't wanna be his

Chapter 12. The finding out

Jhanvi

I wonder when he went to sleep yesterday night. I've noticed he goes to sleep late, which I'm not quite fond of since it can affect his health. I know I shouldn't say anything about health since I don't eat or take care of mine, but I can still take care of his. I mean, I have to–he's my husband. He brought me shopping, got me this necklace, bangles, and ring. I never took off the necklace and the ring. The bangles were starting to feel a bit heavy, so I put them in the wardrobe. I'll wear them when I have to get ready or go to a special event. And about Aryan's earrings, I wore them today. They shine so much it could make someone blind if they stare at them for too long. But today's plan is to give them a back gift. We won't take them with us, or else it won't be a surprise. So now I'll have to come up with an excuse. I'll think about it later with Amaya.

I walked over to the bed looking at him sleep. I adjust the blanket on him, sitting on the edge of the bed so I don't wake him up. He works so much and doesn't even get proper sleep at night, then he wakes up early and starts working again. With a sigh, I fixed his hair out of his face. He turned toward me making me smile, my heart beated faster. My heart beats whenever I try and touch him; I don't know how I got the courage to touch his hair, but I just did. Nobody could say this is the same guy who gets mad within seconds. He sure has anger issues but only with the maids. He yells within seconds and then calms down the next. He sure has more mood swings than me. I chuckle making him move and the next second I went quiet. I shouldn't even breathe loudly, or else he'll wake up. When I start caring about someone, I really do whatever I can in my power to make that person happy, even if it means stop breathing, I chuckle inside. My eyes shift from his face to his shirt. He wears shirts to sleep; it must be uncomfortable, and his shirt's fabric is thick too. I should take it off him. I shift my hands to his shirt, grabbing it before I realize and get up. Chee chee chee, jhanvi, ye kya kar rahi thi tu. My intentions weren't wrong, but if he woke up when I was about to– bas bas bas. I looked at him, and the second he let out a groan as he moved, I quickly ran out of the room and went downstairs.

"Utha nah–" Aryan was about to yell as I stopped on the last step.

"Unko mat uthao please. Vo kal raat bhi acche se nahi soye. Please let him get his sleep" I say. They both don't get sleep and work like they never worked before–workaholics.

"Bhabhi app bolo or main na manu, esa thodi na hoga" he said, making me smile.

"Agar esi baat hai to app bhi sone chale jao or neend puri karlo. Tab tak main or Amaya khana bana lete hai" I say, and the next second Amaya came running from upstairs, standing beside me.

"Hi Jaane" Ayan said with a smile, making Amaya hide behind me. I grab her wrist throwing her at Aryan causing him to grab her. She looked at me with a glare, making my smile wider. I stick my tongue out at her. Tease karti thi na mujhe ab le mazee. Aryan leaned his face against hers, making her close her eyes. I'm enjoying this more than her. Some popcorn would be so good right now.

"App sone jao" she said. We all know he won't let her go; I hope he doesn't. I hope he takes her with him. She teases me so much about sahil ji, and now that I've got my chance, I'm not letting it go. I'm one hundred percent about to tease her and not let her forget anything, just the way she does it to me. She might tease me twice as hard, but I'll still have teased her. I've gotten my "revenge" now. Only if I could talk to him properly, look him in the eyes, and not blush at his slightest touch, then she wouldn't get the chance to tease me. But all of these things will never happen. He's touchy and romantic, but I'm the shy type. Still, I enjoy it. Yeah let's not think about that now, or else I'll turn hot like a stove.