Ranveer Vs Vin - A DeepVeer Fanfic

Chapter 3

Vin, of course, insisted on sitting next to Deepika, which meant Ranveer had to sit on Vin's left. Ranveer was not happy about this recent revelation, and Ranbir clearly wasn't either.

"Dude, this is so messed up," Ranbir grumbled. "Why would he push you away from Deepika? It's so stupid. And besides, this Vin guy is really getting on my nerves."

"Wow, I didn't realize," Ranveer joked. "You really are an actor!" Ranbir gave his friend a small smile. He was still pissed at Vin. Just because he was some Hollywood actor, didn't mean he needed special attention.

Ranveer leaned forward to look at Deepika. She was smiling and talking to Alia and Priyanka. He could've gotten lost staring at his wife's gorgeous face, but he was snapped out of his daze when Vin tried to engage Deepika in conversation.

"Deepika," Vin said, mispronouncing her name like usual. "Isn't the music great?" He started rocking along to the music, bopping his head and flexing his muscular arms. He was clearly trying to get Deepika to check him out. Ranveer noticed this, and he immediately started fuming. But he didn't say anything as he crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat. Deepika could handle herself. Plus, he didn't want to make a scene.

"Ranbir," Ranveer whispered. "You're right. This is messed up. Vin knows Deepika is married, and yet he's still flirting with her. He's trying to get her to cheat on me. What a creep."

"Bhaiya, you know that won't happen," Ranbir assured him. "Deepika loves you too much. She will never love anyone else the way she loves you."

"Except for you, of course."

Ranbir froze. His breakup with Deepika was a tragic event for both of them. The rumored reason was Ranbir cheated on Deepika with Katrina Kaif. And this seemed to be the reason Deepika went into depression. But she was healed now, and that was all that mattered.

"No. She never loved me the same way she loves you. Trust me, I'm not upset. You two deserve each other. And, you're the most stunning duo. The Power Couple of Bollywood!" Ranbir emphasized.

Ranveer grinned. "Is that what they call us now?"

"Yup."

Vin tapped Deepika's arm. "Hey, Deepika. My hands are cold. I need you to warm them up."

"Uh, how?" Deepika fidgeted in her chair, and Alia and Priyanka glared at Vin.

"By holding them, of course! Come on, use your common sense. Here, warm them up for me."

Deepika slowly reached her soft, delicate hands for Vin's rough, gruff ones. She curled her slender fingers around his gently, her expression one of pain and discomfort.

Vin closed his eyes, smiling and humming a tune. He seemed calm, soothed.

Ranveer, on the other hand, was far from calm. He was seething with rage. He couldn't stand seeing Vin flirt with Deepika like this. He glanced at his wife, searching her expression for signs that she enjoyed Vin's presence and flirting. Thankfully, he found none. Instead, he found the opposite. Her lips were shaped into a frown, and her perfectly arched eyebrows were knitted together.

Ranveer wanted to reach his fingers out and smooth the creases on Deepika's forehead. But he couldn't.

Deepika noticed her husband staring at her and looked up, their eyes set on each other. She could've gotten lost in her husband's warm, hazel eyes if Vin hadn't interrupted again.

"Hey, Deepika," he said. "I'm cold."

He draped an arm around Deepika's shoulders. Deepika sighed, glancing at Ranveer. He was just as angry as before.

"Uh, Vin, if you could excuse me, I need to use the restroom," she said, quickly coming up with an excuse. She glanced at Ranveer, who got the hint.

"Do you need me to walk you there?" Vin asked, removing his arm from around Deepika as she stood up. She shook her head, walking away.

"I'm gonna get some water," Ranveer said, hurrying off into the same direction Deepika went. Vin stared after him suspiciously.

Vin Diesel was really getting on Ranveer Singh's nerves.