Kaun Hain Tu Mera? - SidNaaz

~TWENTY TWO~

The next morning when they woke up, the sinking feeling didn't go away at all, and this time Sidharth felt it too, he pulled her sleeping body closer into his arms and for a few minutes pretended that the world was alright, that everything was perfect. Only for a few minutes.

Almost an hour later, Shehnaz sat on the bed facing him on her side, trying to paint her toe nails but was having a hard time. The couple freshened up a while ago and got back into bed, it was announced that the shooting for the weekend episode would start later in the evening.

"Sidhaaaarth."

"Haan baby?"

"Kya hogaya?" He asked when he heard her groan, not responding.

"Mere haath nahi pohonch rahe hain." She pouted.

"Kaha tak?"

"Toes." She sighed, lifting up her foot and wiggling them to show them to him. He looked at her exasperated figure and laughed. He had no idea why she took a bath so early in the morning, not that he minded because she looked so beyond beautiful. She wore a long black kurti and loose pants, he didn't know what to call them and had a dark shade of lipstick on her lips.

"Tu itna subah kyun ready hogayi? Waise bhi phirse shooting ke liye ready hona padega tujhe." He frowned, sliding up to rest his upper back and head against the headboard and dragged her forward by her feet and put them on his chest and pulled the nail paint out of her hands.

"Kyunki mujhe yeh dress dikhi aur pehen na tha." She mumbled, watching carefully as he slid the brush on her toenails, painting them lazily and surprisingly, quite neatly.

"Bro tu Sana ke liye ek personal salon khol le." Asad said, getting up from his bed and sitting down next to Shehnaz, who was leaning back on her elbows.

"Shut up."

"How do you even know how to do this?" Asad laughed looking at how concentrated he was on her toes.

"Naina jab choti thi, she used to paint my nails. Woh bhi bohot gandhi tarah, matlab coloring out of the lines nahi, coloring out of the paper hota tha uska. Toh uske saath baithke seekhta tha, we used to paint her nails, my own nails or Preeti ke bhi. Jeeju pe try kiya ek baar, he went to work with blue nails the next day aur uss experience ke baad we decided to just do it on ourselves." Sidharth chuckled.

"Tu sach mein Sidharth Shukla hi hain na?" Asad laughed in disbelief.

"I live in a housefull of women. Matlab tu soch kya haal hoti hogi meri. Aur woh bhi sab ek se badd kar ek solid women. Meko dabake rakha inn logo ne. Suppress kardiya mujhe." He said dramatically, Shehnaz kicked his chest with her foot.

"Humne kya kiya tujhe?" She frowned.

"Tu toh baat hi math kar. Tu aur Naina milke jo jo khand karte ho. You know inn dono ne milke ek baar mere baal color karne ki koshish kiya hain." He said, painting her last toe.

"Haaaye Rabba kya mazza aaya tha uss dinn. Isko almost baandhne ki koshish kithi humne." Shehnaz laughed.

"Issiliye meri Ru is the saner one. Matlab woh itna pyaari hain ki inn dono ki stupidity to bearable banati hain." He scoffed, he played with her feet as if they were the most interesting things he had ever seen.

"Tera sar. Naina agar tujhe bulaye toh bhi bhadak jaata hain." Shehnaz scoffed, wiggling her toes as he pulled on them.

"Kyunki woh meko Abey Mama bolke bulati hain." He almost pouted.

"Kyunki tu mujhe Abey Moti bolta hain."

"Pyaar se."

"Woh bhi pyaar se hi bulathi hain." She giggled.