TERI MERI KAHANI

|35|

-T H I R T Y       F I V E -    

Shivaay opened his eyes feeling strong rays of sunlight slowly entangling himself, he moved out of bed to close the blinds. Cupping his mouth letting a soft yawn escape his mouth he lazily laid on other edge.

His eyes moved to her, who was sleeping with slight open mouth. His face let a frown out seeing her frown "shivaay...." she whispered with weak voice pressing her hands on other side in search of him. He immediately moved closer leaning towards, her face broke the frown again into peaceful smile sensing his warmth. She wrapped her hands around his waist snuggling more, his heart fluttered with her acts.

"Don't move away!" he smirked hearing her whisper, "someone said they can sleep without me... But can't handle my absence for two mintues!" he teased her, she opened her eyes lazily "is it time to taunt? " her heavy and lazy voice proved how sleepy she is now!

"accha fine.... Sleep!" he stroked her hair until she slipped again into slumber. He took his own time to admire the baby before him while showering light kisses from time to time. He pushed her face more into his neck wondering over the fact how he feel on top of world whenever he take her into arms.

He reached his phone to check on time 4.36, he sighed realising she won't get up in next three hours. He opened front camera, angling it to capture their position. Finally getting satisfied with number of pics, he saved them in a separate file with pin. He was very well aware that she find these pics ugly while he find cute.

His attention was shifted to her when he realised her changing positions. Accidentally her hand brushed his beard making her eyes wide, "what the fuck!" she exclaimed opening her eyes with jolt, hand rubbing his beard, "what happened?" he asked in confusion.

"you trimmed?" she questioned with a glare sitting on bed still her hands on his cheeks he nodded. "why? That too to this level!" she passed him glare, he shrugged thinking this as very common issue.

"idiot why did you do this... See it's like almost clean shave level. I hate you!" she made a cry face making him more confuse with this reaction. "it's okay... Within a week it will be back to normal!" he suggested.

"oh really....fine! Don't kiss me for a week" she kept her condition, his eyes popped out of socket "that's impossible!" he whined sitting on bed opposite to her, she passed I don't care walla look. "God! What will be your reaction if I change my hairstyle. I had that idea but later dropped it" he said pulling her into his lap making her beliwered.

"do one thing... Shave your head, moustache and beard everything.. What do you think of yourself.. Virat kohli? To look handsome in every style... Sorry to burst your bubble but I think modi ji beard is far better than yours" she ranted with fire, her hands against chest, "That's so mean jaan!" he frowned slowly.

Before she could talk back he said "fine... From now it's all your decision on my beard and hair. Happy?" he asked making her smile. "pinky promise?" she forwarded her pinky finger with crooked eyebrows

Pulling her closer by elbows, he pressed his lips on hers whispering "pinky promise" with a peck. She smiled hugging him by neck "still.... Don't kiss for one week!"

"That's so unfair!" he whined placing a kiss on her shoulder. His eyes fell on their reflection on dressing table mirror before them "I think I still look handsome!" he commented making her reply "self-obsessed... shave and look at your face you will look like uncle!"

"hey I am just 28... You can't call me uncle!" he fake glared her,  "not sleepy?" she nodded no slapping him playfully "all thanks to your so called trimming!"