Shivika | A Collection Of Alternate Takes

SSO- Sleepy Singh Oberoi

Background:- Goa Track

Anika is all set to impress her husband and deviate his attention from the incidents and attacks that happened to her.But what awaits her is her Sleepy Husband! 

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She walked out of the washroom, neatly running her hand over the new black nighty. She had purchased it when she had gone shopping with Gauri. It was Gauri who had suggested the dress to her.
She sighed and walked into their room to find him lying on the bed.
"Shivaay!" She called his name to draw his attention. Jeez, he will so love this avataar.
Shivaay simply hummed in response. The woman had to talk, what did it take her to be silent. Perhaps a more than, thousands dollars in his business terms. He silently chuckled at his thoughts.

Imagine if he put his wife to lecture one of those boring clients.Hilarious! That's an altogether another thing, that he would loose a gem of a deal. 

She could be a RJ. She would be paid richly at that end. Won't be surprising if the producer came running to him for advice.

"Shivaay? How is this?" Her voice broke his chain of outright weird thoughts.
"Nice." He said without looking, feeling unaccountably drowsy.
She blinked. Can he now see me without looking? Just like he feels me and knows I am in room without looking. Her eyes widened, the man was getting stronger at his senses. What if he touched her without touching? What if he was doing exactly that right now. She rubbed her palms over her arms and face. Stupid Anika, how is that even possible. Shaking her thoughts off her head, she walked to the other side to look at him.

Phat the wuck! He was fast asleep. She looked grumpy. Such a Sleepy Singh Oberoi. All her efforts had gone down the drain.

She stomped her feet and walked to her side of the bed. "Let me see how he says I am unromantic. " mumbling to herself she slept.

Feathers seemed to be moving down her face, right from her forehead to her lips and still below. She smiled at the tickle. She slowly opened her eyes to find those feathers transform into a finger, his finger. He smiled at her, his eyes shining. She blinked and smiled. Only when his finger went way below did she realise a resolve to give him a tit for tat. She pushed his han away, rather wildly.
He jumped slightly startled. His wife had the most amusing ways of waking up.
She sat up, with help of her elbows, to find his leg over hers. She narrowed her eyes at him as though ready to attack.
He raised an brow, was she playing some sort of Thod game or angry birds in her dreams?

"Good morning, Jaan!" He said sweetly. Her eyes got narrower if they could.

"Japan?" She focused his eyes on him, scaring him.

"It's Jaan!" He giggled, leaning close.

She forced a smile. "I m hungry." She declared.
He smirked, "hmm", he leaned closer to kiss her lips. She furrowed her brows. " No left right thoughts Mr. Oberoi, I m really hungry. "