Complete Me [DISCONTINUED]

➻14; Touch-touching-touches

Hey youuu...:) Hopefully you'll like this chappie. I wrote it last weekend and wasn't done yet.

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Warning: 18+ (A bit of mature content up ahead, you have been warned!)
But you guys know that already since you've read the description before reading this story.

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Ranbir

While I was talking to my dad for almost an hour my mind kept wandering to Deepika.

Is she feeling comfortable?

Has she settled down yet?

Does she find her room alright?

Mom didn't even come in the living room. So I didn't have the chance to ask her if Deepika liked her room.

The talk with dad went on and on until mom came and announced that dinner is almost ready.

"Ranbir have you told your father yet?" She asked throwing her apron on the couch near my dad.

"About what?" I said getting up since I had yet to take a shower.

"About the guest you brought home, here, to us? She pointed towards herself and dad, then took a seat on the couch.

I ignored her when she said guest. Why didn't she say girlfriend? I introduced her as my girlfriend didn't I?

"And who might that be Ranbir?" My father asked furrowing his eyebrows on which my mom scoffed.

"His girlfriend." She said and shook her head in disapproval.

Oh now she's saying girlfriend?

"Hmm...without informing us? How could you possibly think that it's alright with us son?" My father said a bit disappointed.

I didn't know what to say. Deepika knows what I feel when I heard that my uncle didn't get any better. Having her with me meant so much to me. Not only did she make me feel better, she understood me without having to explain much.

And above of all I am in love with her. Coming here to India is a good opportunity to let my parents be the first people, who knew about her.

"Mom, dad, I know it's too early to let you meet her. I know I haven't informed any of you. All I know is that I am in love and I wanted the most important people in my life to know who the woman is that I am love with."

Silence.

"Now all I am asking of you guys is to be nice and accept her. Please." I said looking at the both of them as they exchanged looks.

"Can't wait to meet her then." Well atleast my dad didn't react like mom.

"And I can be nice." My father joked.

"Dad please. There's no time for jokes. I am serious." I ran a frustrating hand through my hair.

"You're so whipped." My father said giving me a smile. Its like he's proud of me or something.

I haven't even won an award yet dad...don't have to give me that big of a smile.

He stood up and gave me a tap on the shoulder while mom took her apron and followed him without saying a word. Why was she even walking with that apron? She barely even cooks. The chefs cook for us unless my dad ask her to cook for him or me sometimes.

After my shower and changing into a white t-shirt and sweatpants I went to Deepika's room. There are three guest rooms but the furnished one was the third, so I knew which one to go.
I didn't knock and opened the room silently finding Deepika struggling to put on a necklace in front of the large mirror.