Threads of Love

25. Family time

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The next day, Shivansh came down to the kitchen to get hot milk for Kashi so that she felt better. But got shocked as the whole family was inside the kitchen.

Bhairav and Anita were mixing the batter for the choco chip cookie. While Akshita was making momos and pani puri and Naina was making papdi chaat.

" What is happening here?" asked Shivansh. Dada Hukum who was cutting the apples looked at him. " Today is a sunday, so we thought to enjoy with our daughter. So we are preparing a lot of things for her." said Dada Hukum.

Bhairav looked at his son. " Yeah, it has been a week to marriage so we just wanted to enjoy with our daughter because in some days, she will meet her people." said Bhairav.

Shivansh nodded. After that he picked the glass and hot milk. Her poured the milk in it and after that he headed towards the room. When he came inside, he saw that Kashi was awake. " Good morning." said Shivansh.

Kashi looked at him and smiled. " Good morning. " said Kashi while coming down the bed. " Here is your milk. This will give you relief from the pain. " said Shivansh, " But it is not paining at lot." said Kashi.

" But still, have it." said Shivansh picked the glass, " Let me go and brush." said Kashi. After that she went to the washroom to get ready for the day.

Shivansh watched as Kashi stepped into the washroom, the soft light of the morning casting a warm glow on her. He placed the glass of milk on the bedside table, ensuring it would be within easy reach once she was ready.

The room was filled with a serene calm, a stark contrast to the lively kitchen downstairs. Shivansh took a moment to reflect on how much had changed in the past week since their marriage. The quiet moments they shared, the gentle conversations, and the unspoken understanding between them had all deepened his feelings for her.

When Kashi finally emerged from the washroom, her hair damp and her face fresh, she looked more radiant than ever. Shivansh's heart swelled with affection as she approached him, her eyes bright with the light of a new day.

"Feeling better?" Shivansh asked, his voice soft and filled with concern as he picked up the glass of milk, holding it out to her.

Kashi nodded, her smile warm and reassuring. "Yes, much better. Thank you, Shivansh ji. You always take such good care of me." Her words were sincere, but there was a playful glint in her eyes that Shivansh couldn't miss.

He chuckled, handing her the glass. "It's my duty as your husband, isn't it? To make sure you're well taken care of, always." said Shivansh.

Kashi took a sip of the milk, savoring the warmth that spread through her. "But you do so much more than that. You make me feel... safe, loved. I couldn't ask for more." said Kashi.

Shivansh's eyes softened at her words. He reached out, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. "And you make me feel like the luckiest man alive, Kashi. Just seeing you smile, knowing you're happy, that's all I need." said Shivansh.

Kashi's cheeks flushed at his words, and she looked down at the glass in her hands, feeling a warmth that had nothing to do with the milk. "You know, you're quite the romantic, Shivansh ji." she teased gently, looking up at him through her lashes.

He smiled, a tender expression that was reserved only for her. "Only for you, Kashi. Only for you." said Shivansh.

They stood there in comfortable silence for a moment, the air between them charged with an unspoken bond that had grown stronger with each passing day. Kashi took another sip of her milk, feeling the love and care in every gesture Shivansh made.