The Love In Marriage

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Vikram dropped on the couch ,exhausted.

His decision to stay back in Mumbai for a day to look over the branch details was worth it.

It was doing terribly.

Vikram's immediate attention was necessary for damage control. He scratched his chest, thinking of a way to pick it up.

He put his thoughts aside when he glanced at his watch. He had less than two hours for his flight.

He quickly packed , looking around the room if he had left anything, shutting the door behind him.

**

Keerthi was eagerly waiting for her husband's arrival. It had almost been two days since she spoke to him, excluding him scolding at her the previous day morning.

She deemed herself shameless, waiting for him in excitement even after disastrous conversations.

Keerthi's eyelids were drooping,sleep clouding her senses as she waited.

Twelve twenty.

He must be here any moment now. She lied down in a comfortable position,turning towards the door.

Two minutes.

Just two minutes,she said to herself and closed her eyes.

Vikram was disappointed to find his wife asleep when he entered his room. He half expected her to be up. He quietly changed,not wanting to disturb her as he made way across the room.

Keerthi blinked her eyes open when she felt the covers shuffling,to find her husband getting under them softly.

Keerthi almost laughed. She was awake now.

Vikram was surprised to find his wife looking at him when he turned towards her.

"Hi",he greeted.

"Hi", Keerthi wished,his sudden journey and the arguments on call hitting her with full force,as she slept straight,facing the ceiling.

Vikram assessed his wife's mood. Though he resolved to convince her, he couldn't. He was just so busy.

He placed an arm around her waist, pulling her closer.

"Vikram", Keerthi chided,"Leave me."

"Come on. I am just holding you. We can bicker all you want in the morning. Let's just sleep now? It's already late."

Keerthi gaped at her husband's suggestion.

It was amazing.

Though she was mad at him,she missed him. A lot.

She turned around, burying her face in his shoulder and draped an arm around his waist.

Vikram pulled his wife closer,their legs tangling under the sheets.

Keerthi stared at her husband's face, smiling. Oh,how she missed him.

She ran a hand through his hair.

Vikram opened his eyes to see his wife in deep thought,her hand in his hair.

"Missed me?",he asks.

"You are awake?", Keerthi squeaks,as she removes her hand from his hair.

"No. Do. I don't mind", Vikram places her hand back into his hair,as he gazes at his wife.

He leans,pecking her lips, murmuring a "Goodnight", against them as sleep consumed his senses.

**

Keerthi jumped when she felt her husband wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, his face in the crook of her neck,as he traced the curve of her neck with his nose.