Un Vizhigalil ❤ [On Going]

Part 34

So as promised I posted the next part......by your votes

And thank you so much guys for the previous votes......please don't take me wrong if I increase the vote counts, but you know right every author needs their motivation booster. So my motivation booster is your reads, comments, votes and opinions.

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No one's pov:

Anirudh stirred in his sleep, his arm instinctively reaching out to the other side of the bed where Y/n usually lay. His hand brushed against the empty, cool sheets, and even in his half-asleep state, he realized she wasn’t there.

Groggily, he turned onto his side, eyes still barely open as he patted the bed, searching for her warmth. But instead of finding Y/n, his fingers touched something smooth and papery on the side table. He blinked a few times, adjusting to the morning light, and saw a small sticky note stuck to the table lamp.

Yawning, he sat up and picked up the note, squinting at the cute, familiar handwriting of his wife. A small smile crept onto his face as he read.

*"Good morning hubby🌄🌄🌄 Sorry, I should have woken you up, but you were sleeping so deeply that I couldn’t resist."*

Anirudh chuckled softly to himself, imagining Y/n tiptoeing out of the room, careful not to disturb him. He held the note for a moment longer, then rolled back on his chest, pulling his phone from the bedside table. He quickly typed out a message:

Bujii💓:

Just woke up. Missed my morning kiss😘... I'll get one tonight, right baby😜😜?

Satisfied, he set the phone down and stretched lazily before swinging his legs off the bed. As much as he wanted to stay cocooned in the warmth of his blanket, he knew he had an interview to attend today.

With another yawn, he walked into the bathroom to freshen up. The sound of water running filled the room as he took a quick shower, the warm water waking him up completely. He wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out, his damp hair sticking in all directions.