Still inside virat's mansion
Virat was currently reconsidering all his life choices that lead him this very moment
Why you may ask?
Because of his adorable but insufferable husband, rohit sharma kholi, was finally recovering from his fever but as always acting like an absolute menace
But the worst part is that virat kholi the ruthless 6'4 mafia billionaire who sends shivers down everyone's spine could do absolutely nothing about it
Right now virat is trapped in his own bedroom dealing with his biggest nightmare. His adorable bratty menace his husband
And the said husband was currently snuggled into his chest, still a little bit weak from his fever was enjoying every second of it
And virat? Let's just say he was suffering he had been very patient.
He had spent the entire day running after his bratty, feverish husband, dealing with his tantrums, spoon-throwing, fake tears, and over-the-top dramatics.
But now?
Now Rohit had just sealed his fate.
He was curled up in virat's lap, looked up at him with those big brown eyes, and whispered "You love me, right?"
And Virat?
Oh, he was a dirty bastard.
Because his innocent little husband had no idea what he just started
Rohit was curled up comfortably in Virat's lap, still playing up his sickness despite the fact that his fever had almost completely disappeared.
But now, he was being extra cuddly, extra cute, and extra clingy.
And Virat?
Virat was a man of restraint.
But even he had limits.
"You know," Virat murmured, running his fingers slowly up and down Rohit's bare thigh, "you've been really naughty today, jaan."
Rohit blinked up at him, pretending to be confused "Me?" he gasped dramatically. "I'm just a poor, sick baby!"
Virat smirked
"Oh?" he whispered, tilting Rohit's chin up. "A poor, sick baby who threw a spoon at me? Who refused medicine? Who kept teasing me all day?"
Rohit suddenly Realizing he might be in danger
"Uh..." he blinked rapidly. "That wasn't me!"
Virat was not buying any of it "Oh, it definitely was you, baby."
And then He moved
In one swift motion, he flipped Rohit over, trapping him under him
The little whiny demon immediately started regretting everything "vi- viru" He stammered "i- I'm still sick"
Virat smirked at that and leaned down, his lips ghosting over rohit's ear
"then let's make sure you never act up
Again, hmm? "
Rohit gluped he was officially doomed
The next morning
Virat was very satisfied as he looked down at his little demon who's glaring at him
Rohit is definitely not walking or moving this week
"You absolute monster" Rohit groaned his voice horse and raspy from all the screaming as he buried his head in virat's board chest
