I breathed in the mouth watering aroma of the typical Punjabi food. Kebabs,dal makhni ,naan, chicken and gulab jamun. The food which type of cuisine that I could never refuse.
Aah- I loved Punjabi food and so did I love my Punjabi Munda - Virat Kohli.
What made me end up in Delhi? Well it had to be him. So Kohli fell ill and had alarmingly high body temperatures (not just because he's got a hot and sexy physique). I don't know what actually caused it but he was sick- really bad. The doctor too could figure out why. His voice on the phone seemed unusual, he was sneezing frequently and his eyes were red and puffy. I had to come. How couldn't I? He'd always been there for me no matter what it'd cost him, now it would be selfish of me if I wouldn't come to meet him in his bad. Screw my job, he needed me-or rather I needed to see him. There I was massaging his head, oiling his hair and pampering him to the level best I could. That smile on his face even though he was sick and pale could melt ovaries I swear🙊
"Aah halka sa iss side bhi Daba do" he said cutely
"Yaha?"
"Hmmm" he mumbled
I saw his eyes get dizzy and close as he fell asleep in my lap. I bent down to kiss his forehead
"Get well soon Kohli. Love you" I whispered as I rested my head against the bed post and closed my eyes.
I was overwhelmed to see how warm hearted and welcoming his family was as I came up there unexpectedly without informing about my arrival. They infact forced me to stay until Virat doesn't get well. All of them knew about our relationship since long and had no objections with any of it. I would talk to Arav and Bhavna di on phone at times and his mom had lived with us a couple of times. They treated me like their family, and well it was unimaginably delightful to have two loving families.
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To all of ours relief and happiness, Virat recovered quickly that night and woke up all fit and fine the very next morning.
"Kya jaduu kiya Y/N ke Yeh overnight fit and fine hogaya?" Bhabhi teased me
I just smiled blushing a little
She winked and left
I turned back to see Virat coming out wrapped in a towel from the bath. Damn he looked smoking hot.
"You okay now?"
"Better than ever" he smiled, his voice normal now and face fresher and brighter.
Our Kohli was back fit and fine
He came and hugged and whispered "I love you to, and yes you can stare your towel wrapped Kohli all you want, sharamana mat, he's all yours"
He had seen me staring with my mouth agape!
"I know that he's all mine" I said my cheeks as red as roses probably by now
He pressed his lips against mine and kissed passionately. I kissed back, our lips synchronising perfectly. His grip around my waist tightened as he went deeper. I gently pulled his hair causing him to moan slightly "Y/N!"
Some one was knocking on the door.
"Ughm ughm" some manly voice scoffed
We pulled back to find Virat's big brother standing at the door, his arms crossed.
Shit he saw us kissing like that!? I bent my head down is embarrassment.
"Bhai aa-ap!" Virat stammered
"Ji.Agar aap donno ka love making hogaya ho toh kya aap bahar aasakte he?"
We rushed out immediately
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There we sat at the dinning waiting for lunch. Bhabhi and bhai had already left for their office/work and Arav was long gone to school.
It was Saroj aunty, Virat and me. While she was cooking for us we sat there waiting hungrily.
"Ma jaldi lao na!" Virat called out
"Coming beta!" Her mom replied
"Have patience" I said
"Patience! Itna dino see bimaro ko khana khane ke bad you're asking me to be patient?!"
Then there emerged ma with delicious feast on her hands. It was hard to control anymore. My entrails were screaming.
Both of our face lightening up with a huge smile as she served the meal.
We took the first bite as she stood there watching us with her steady smile.
"Yummy!" We both exclaimed is unison. It literally was a treat to the taste buds.
We continued to gobble in the delicious food as Ma stood there watching us eat happily.
"Look at you" Virat huffed
"What?" I asked confused
"This" he said wiping away some food particle stuck on the corner of my lips
"Na hi Khana bana aata he aur na hi Khana ata he" he said on purpose to mock me
"Kaha se aayega?! Tum toh roz apne hatho see khilate ho" I replied instantly in sarcasm
"Haan toh. Khilata nahi kya?" He argued
"Liar" I lied
" I agree with Y/N. I've never seen you feed her with your hands. Toh kaise manlu" maa supported me
"Maa aap bhi?!" Virat stated startled
"If you feed her right now, then I may believe you" she said
I just chuckled in joy! Hahha
"Huh." He sighed taking my plate. He tore a small piece of naan dipped it in paneer gravy and raised his hand in front of my mouth, but I being a naughty and stubborn person didn't parted my lips to eat.
"Pyaar se, with a smile Mr" I instructed him on purpose
"Eeeee" he flashed his teeth
All three of us laughed at his action and I finally opened my mouth and as promised he fed me with his own hands, his touch adding on to the taste. (Note: such a cheesy line😜)
"How will I eat now?" He demanded
Perfectly knowing what wanted I immediately picked up his plate and we both fed each other.
"Awwww mere bache barde hogaye" ma stated from the other side of the room winking at us.
We both laughed at it
I loved all of it, it was like a little fairytale where everything would fall in the right place at the end giving a happy ever after ending tagline
Note: I wrote this in days interval so please bare loss of track or change in plot of they exist. Plus it's unedited. I'm too lazy to edit
Who loves Punjabi food? Who loves the Punjabi Munda? Well I love both.
Now you know how food obsessed I am😺
PS: Virat looks so adorable and cute in the cover pic😻😽
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