Whispers of Romance

"BONUS CHAPTER 2"

"Flirting and Blushing Mornings"

Viraj and Vyomika's room,

Both Viraj and Vyomika were finally enjoying some much-needed rest after a long, sleepless night. Their eight-month-old twins, Vrishank and Vedarth, had been restless, crying throughout the night after their vaccinations, leaving their exhausted parents with no time to relax. But now, after wearing out their parents completely, the little ones had fallen into a deep slumber. Viraj and Vyomika, seizing the rare moment of peace, drifted off as well.

However, as the sun began to rise, the mischievous twins were the first to wake. With their parents still sound asleep, Vrishank and Vedarth exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes twinkling with mischief. They broke into wide, toothy smiles, their twin telepathy instantly kicking in. Without a sound, Vrishank, the slightly more adventurous one, crawled over and plopped himself right onto Viraj's stomach, the weight causing the slightest shift in his father’s breathing but not enough to wake him.

Not to be outdone, Vedarth made his way toward Viraj’s head. With his tiny hands grasping at the blanket for support, he carefully positioned himself above his father’s head, sitting triumphantly. The twins, in perfect sync, giggled quietly, as if they had orchestrated the perfect plan for some early-morning fun.

It seemed evident that Vrishank and Vedarth were true “Mumma’s boys,” showing a surprising amount of restraint for such little mischief-makers. Despite their playful nature, they were careful not to disturb their mother, Vyomika, as she slept peacefully beside Viraj. After all, it wasn’t entirely their fault—Viraj had drilled into them from a young age that their mother was precious, someone to be cherished and protected. It was a lesson they took to heart, obediently leaving her to rest undisturbed. But that didn't mean they were ready to let their father off the hook so easily.

With their shared plan in motion, Vrishank, who was perched on Viraj's stomach, began pounding on his father’s chest with his tiny fists, the soft thuds gradually getting more insistent. Meanwhile, Vedarth, sitting by Viraj’s head, decided to take a more direct approach. His chubby little fingers latched onto his father’s hair, giving it a firm tug, as if demanding attention.

Even if they were Mumma’s boys, their love for their father was undeniable—they craved his attention constantly and had no intention of sharing him with anyone, not even their mother. To them, their father was their personal playmate, and the fact that he was still asleep was clearly unacceptable.

The twin’s actions grew more energetic, their giggles growing louder as they realized their efforts were beginning to stir Viraj. They wanted his full attention, and they wouldn’t settle for anything less. In their eyes, there was no one more fun, more loving, or more important than their dad, and they were determined to have him all to themselves this morning, just as they always did.

Viraj: "Ahhhh"

Viraj gently placed a hand on his forehead, feeling the weight of exhaustion, when a tiny hand reached out and grasped his finger. Slowly, he opened his eyes to find Vrishank perched on his chest, beaming up at him with the most adorable smile that melted his heart. Viraj couldn't help but smile back, feeling a wave of warmth wash over him. However, that warmth was quickly interrupted as Vedarth tugged at his hair with surprising strength, eliciting a wince of pain from Viraj.

Viraj: "ahh Ouchh"

He glanced up and spotted Vedarth beaming.

Viraj: "Achcha ji, papa ko tang karne me mazaa aa raha hai aap dono ko hmm??"
(Oh, so you're both enjoying troubling your dad, huh?)

Both twins erupted into giggles, their laughter filling the room with joy, and Viraj couldn't help but chuckle at their antics. With a playful glint in his eye, he gently lifted Vedarth and placed him on his chest, mirroring the way Vrishank was sitting. The moment Vedarth settled in, the two boys began to bounce excitedly, jumping on their father's chest with gleeful abandon. Viraj felt the weight of their tiny bodies but welcomed the playful chaos.