"Devi, are you sure about this?" Ram tried to offer as he stood absolutely still while a very enthusiastic Sita began her work. He wasn't exactly sure how this ridiculous idea struck her beautiful mind but he certainly was reconsidering it. He sighed as Sita began giggling violently and wrapped him with the silkiest of sarees she owned. Despite the consequences of this feat, he couldn't help but admire the gorgeous saree of hers! A rich molten gold bordering a dazzling red embroidered piece of art! Those golden dots like sparks from a fire were sprinkled throughout the length of it.
"Raghunandan! Hold still!!" she said between her giggles and circled him with the cloth. Ram sighed and obliged, moreover, he could at least see her in it later, he was sure she would look far more stunning than he did, but he needn't admit it to her!
He watched as her delicate hands began folding the smooth cloth and work its way up, performing the task as if it was pretty much like breathing! Skilled weren't they? These women! Ram knew many people who wouldn't agree to him, but he knew for sure that they were all wrong! If women can make wonders with a 6ft piece of cloth, then what could they not?
He also made a mental note to check his wardrobe to see if he owned anything as stunning as this saree, men really did lack the variety women had...
He was reeled back to reality when Sita's delicate fingers brushed past his bare torso, her warm fingers like the touch of a feather! When he raised his brows as the touched lingered, Sita deftly tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ears and continued with her mischief. Ram decided it wasn't that bad, he could spend days letting her drape a saree around him if he could have her this close!
He could feel the warmth of his beloved wife as she brought her arms around him, clutching the saree in one hand. Sita coyly met his eyes as their faces were separated by mere inches. "Focus Site..." he said and he put on his wicked grin and bumped his nose on hers.Her face turned a fiery shade of scarlet as she hurriedly began folding the pleats, but he could see that her lips were tugging up as she fought her smile.
"Ahhh!!! There you go!! Oh, Lord Rudra!! Raghunandan, we might have to arrange a swayamwar for you now!" Sita cried out, taking a step back to admire her work.He knew he looked like a plush tomato as embarrassment took effect, he had certainly gone nuts! What even had made him agree to this!!
But Sita was thoroughly enjoying herself, barely making an effort to control her laughter as she dragged him in front of the mirror.
"Open your eyes, my love!! You look choo cuteee" she said mimicking a baby.As if he would look! Not in the seven hells would he survive that sight!! How could he admire his chiseled body in a saree that hugged every muscle and probably made him look like he had traveled here from another world? But alas, he was forced to open his eyes when his beloved wife started whining. He would rather look at his pathetic state than make her whine!
"Raghunandan, you have no idea how happy blessed I am, to have a husband who looks this wonderful in a saree!! You are beginning to make me jealous!" she said as Ram reluctantly opened his eyes. He did look his wild musings, strong muscles covered by a smooth and silky veil, he also noticed that it made him look taller! He didn't look hideous as he had imagined but neither did he look as good as his wife did. Above all, he couldn't help but admire his wife's glee when she raked her over him, from head to toe.
Without letting the opportunity slip, he spun around and circled his arms around her waist, pulling her against him. A soft gasp escaped her mouth as she held the mischief in his eyes and her mouth formed a small 'O'."Ragunath...Don't even think about it..." she said as she brought her hands up to cover her face when she realised his ulterior motive. He brought his lips close to her bright red ears and brushed the her delicate lobe, earning another subtle gasp from her, dropping his voice to a whisper,
"Shall I surf for another saree, my belo-"
"Lord Rudra save me! Bhaiya, Bhabhi am extremely sor--" Lakshman had mysteriously materialised at their door-step and was backing away as he held the scene.
Ah, darn it! Sita always gets her way! It was as if the very fates favoured her!! Now he would have to wai-
"Bhaiya!!! Are you...are you in a saree???" Lakshman squealed like a mouse and that's when Ram knew it was too late to keep this incident between him and his beloved.
He could feel his doom laughing at him and Lakshman bolted away screaming, "Ram Bhaiya is in a saree!!"
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The Story Of Prince Ram (Completed)
Spiritual*Under major edit* Ayodhya's precious gem put to trails by treason and treachery. Follow Prince Ram as he undergoes various obstacles in his life while he struggles to uphold justice. DISCLAIMER I do not own the story! All credits go to the great sa...
