....B'COZ.... IT'S HER MAN ....

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*Pls read the A/n below.  It is important*

A well-built man of thirties was tossing the vegetables in the frying pan. Sweat beads lined his forehead.  His hands deadly cold even in the kitchen. Scared  !? Was he?  Offcourse. Why wouldn'the be?  After all he was entering the kitchen after one whole  month!  And today was a very special day. He was cooking for his wife , who was returning from London after whole 2 months. Ohh!!

Well,  he wouldn't have been so nervous if not for her. He would gladly eat a burnt roti made by himself or serve it to his guest!!  But feeding his love with the was nearly impossible for him. Not that she would bad mouth him but still.

He was still lost in his thoughts,  forgetting about the veggies in the pan!  He have totally burnt it if not for the door bell.

It was then that he noticed  the  little burnt tofus. Well he didn't panic much. Or rather the door bell , which rang for the third time. He quickly rushed towards the living room and removed the apron in the process.

He opened the door hurriedly and popped his head outside to look who's at the door. But found none. He turned around and was about to go in when a sudden gush of wind told him who was at the door.

His raised heart beats and the uneven breaths. The goosebumps on his skin and the slight wind blowing,  took him down the Memory Lane. The first time they met,  the confessions,  their first kiss,  the.....

His thoughts were interrupted as he felt two soft arms around his waist. He jerked in his position but didnt  move. He could say that it was her just by a mere touch. Heck!  He could even identify her perfume in a million. 



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He turned around in her hold and a gasp left his mouth seening her in front of him.

" Nush.. "

He couldn't continue as she took him in an earth shattering kiss.

"Vee..  I missed you " she spoke in between the kiss.

Feeling out of breath,  she pulled out of the kiss unwillingly. But the distance of two can't just evaporate with a kiss. So they did what they could at this point of time. Embracing each other in a tight hug.

Staying in each others arms was solace ! It was PEACEFUL ! It felt HOME!  It was HEAVEN!  and what not.

A sudden growling sound made both of them jump! 

" Agh!  My tummy demands some edible refreshments " she pouted.

" Kya Matlab?  " he was bewilderwd ( what?)

" Bhook lagi hai. Budhu. " she smacked his head lightly. ( I'm starving)

" Ohh!  Tum jakar change kar lo. Mein khaana laga tha hun " he rushed towards the kitchen  all ready to serve her in the most perfect way. ( I'll serve until you freshen up)

" Are Shatabdi Exp mat bano. Be careful ! " she smiled at her husbands antics. He was running here and there. Just to feed her.

He even overlooked his practice and ad shoots,  just because she was returning after a 2 month long shoot. Just because he wanted her to feel home and alone. Just so that she wouldn't have to cook for herself after returning tired. All this just so that he could see a smile on her face. Just because he loves her to the moon and back.

Her heart swelled with pride , love and happiness seeing this man in front of her. He might be anything for the world but for her,  he was HER VIRAT. HER  VEE.  HER

She could go out there and hold his hand in hers and shout in front of the world that HE IS HERS.  HE BELONGS TO HER SOLELY.  And there was no denying and no shame in that. This was how her man was.  Keeping her before anything else.

" Oh god!  What are u waiting for?  Go " she shook her  head in a negative and ran to her
...oops.  Their room.



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She entered the room. And to her surprise she found her clothes and accessories arranged on the bed. Smiling to herself she entered into the washroom.


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And I hope you haven't forgotten that the last few chapters were flashbacks.

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