A Love Like Theirs (Prem Preeti One shots)

Their Chori Chhupke Meets

It had been a long tiring week after Preeti had returned from Rampur immediately after Sadhna Bhabhi's delievery as her leave got over. The family had stayed back including her Papa and would be back in a couple of days.

One thing that she wasn't aware of was Prem was coming back tonight, due to some official work (he thanked God for which he did not have to give an excuse) and since the two are alone they can spend some time away from everyone, for which their hearts have been longing 🤭

Prem's POV

His heart beating faster with each passing second, as he raced his car in the direction of her home. A few minutes away from her and unable to resist the urge, he dialled her number, a little smile adorning his face as his hair spread over his forehead due to the gentle wind hitting his face.

Ye raat aur ye doori, Tera milna hai zaruri.....playing on the radio. As if his family was not good enough, now the whole universe was teasing him. 🤭

"Hello.." cooed her sleepy voice softly, and his nerves calmed.

"So gyi thi?" he asked, to which she replied in a jiffy "nhiiii...Nhi nhi....Jaag rhi thi" suppressing a yawn and he shook his head. She's a bad lier.
"Pakka jaag rhi thi?"

"Haan" she said diverting the topic further asking him "Tum batao? Theek ho? Bhabhi theek hain? Humara chhutku theek hai?"

"Bhabhi aur chhutku to theek hain but uske Chachu theek nhi hain" he said feigning sadness. "Kyu... Kya hua?" she sounded worried.

"Ab uski Chachi ne aaj poore dinn ek bhi baar mujhe yaad nhi kiya... Na call na message to mai theek kaise ho skta hu"

She bit her lip "aaj sachme bahut busy thi.. dinner ke time free hui to laga tum family ke saath busy hoge"

"Mujhe miss kiya?" He asked teasing her to which she instantly replied "kiya na bahut miss kiya itna ki agar tum abhi yahaa hote...." And stopped mid sentence realising what she was about to say.

"To kya Preeti...?" He asked but she fumbled "to...woh..mai...uh mai "

"Aisa kro bolo mat karke dikha do" he said with a grin and her doorbell rang.

She was too shocked to react when the doorbell rang again and she heard Prem still on the call saying "Ab darwaza bhi kholo meri jaan. Aur kitna wait karaogi mujhe?".

Throwing her phone on the bed she hurried to open the door.

Their eyes met and instantly she crashed on the broad expanse of his chest while he wrapped his arms around her waist holding her tightly like a priced possession.She indeed was his most valued treasure.
Their hearts beating in sync, too lost to care about the world around them.

Prem raised his head, admiring the fruity fragrance of her hair, her lose tshirt, messy bun and sleepy face, while her face still over his chest.

"Preeti" he said and she hummed, tugged in his embrace. "I missed you... I love you" He has been saying it too often now, but why not !
"I missed you more.. and I love you more" she said finally meeting his gaze.
Tucking hair away from her face, he shook his head "Ahaaann... Mai zyaada pyaar karta hu tumse". She hid her face again hugging him, trying to process this feeling, he was here for real. She was not dreaming. His arms around her and the warmth of his chest finally helped in calming her erratically beating heart.

"Office ke kaam ke bahane se nikla hu... Mujhe office bhi jaana hai abhi......" and her grip on him tightened. He continued huskily whispering in her ear "agar tum aise hi mere paas rhogi to raat aise hi nikal jaayegi... I don't mind" and she swiftly drifted apart.