𝕲𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗, 𝕲𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖕 & 𝕬-𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 𝕬𝖋𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖘 [ON HOLD]

0.5 | ｚｅｒｏ ｐｏｉｎｔ ｆｉｖｅ

Five Months Ago

He hummed, stirring the pot of paneer makhni. Feeling a pair of arms wrap around him from the back, he stilled, before a grin overtook his features, and he placed his hands above hers on his chest.

"Hey," she whispered, softly.

He turned around, wrapping his arms around her waist. Pulling her close, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, peppering kisses on her skin.

"Hi," he replied, mumbling against her collarbone, before he tugged the silk robe away from her shoulders and moved his mouth lower.

"Shivaay," she giggled. "Aapki paneer makhni barbaad ho jayegi." He hummed absentmindedly, tugging the ribbon which held the robe over the lace she'd worn underneath. "Shivaay," she nudged him.

Leaning back with a frown, he pouted. She leaned forward, placing a chaste kiss, before turning him towards the stove.

Hopping onto the kitchen island, she grabbed a cupcake from the decorated dessert tier, chuckling as her fiancée concentrated on the dish in front of him.

"Have a proper breakfast, Annika," Shivaay admonished, as she bit into the chocolate cupcake, the molten sweetness collecting on the edge of her lips.

"Relax, baby," she shushed him, she patted his cheek, with a small smile on her face. "And you really didn't need to go all out." Annika smiled softly, biting into the cupcake, and chewing with a satisfied hum.

"If you plan on moaning like that in front of me," Shivaay arched an eyebrow, "Don't blame me if you turn out to be late for the press conference."

"Oh, shut up," she rolled her eyes.

The familiar ringtone captured their attention, and she was about to move away, when he turned off the stove and wrapped his arm around her, trapping her in place.

Annika arched an eyebrow, as he grinned lazily, before placing his cousins on speaker, "Hello."

"Bhaiya!" Rudra's excited shout, put a smile on his face, as he unwrapped the robe from around his fiancée and pressed his mouth to her collarbones, before trailing his lips downwards. 

Annika's eyes widened, and she tried to push him away. "What are you doing?" She hissed under her breath.

"Hello to you too, Rudy," Shivaay leaned back, tracing his fingers over her skin, before making aimless patterns around her stomach, and moving lower.

Annika's eyes narrowed, and she grabbed the belt hook of his trousers, before pulling him forward. She placed her lips on his neck, feeling him smile against her temple. Slipping her hand under his shirt, she smiled, as his grip around her arm tightened.

"Shivaay Bhaiya," it was Rudra's elder sister, Priyanka. "How are you?"

"I'm," Shivaay sucked in a breath, as her fingers pressed down on his chest, before she moved lower. He gripped her wrist gently, watching as she leaned back with a pout. "Fine."

"Are you sure?" Omkara joined the two, sounding worried. "You sound breathless."

"Do you now?" Annika whispered, far too quietly for either of his cousins to hear.