She was continuously knocking on the bathroom door.
“Aree, aao na jaldi bahar! Kya building band kar rahe ho kya andar?”
He finally stepped out, wearing casual pants, bare-chested, drying his hair with a towel. A few baby hairs fell over his forehead, making him look even cuter and more handsome. She kept staring at him, mouth slightly open.
“Aree ohh! Aise kaun taadta hai? Band karo!” he said, throwing the towel at her face. He was about to rush into the changing room when she stretched out both arms, blocking his way, a mischievous grin in her eyes.
“Aww, kisiko sharam aa rahi hai?”
“Kya sharam! Koi sharam nahi aa rahi! Hato, jaane do. Kaam karo apna,” he replied, stepping closer, towering over her.
She raised both eyebrows.
“Ohh accha ji? Chalo phir, dekhne do apne abs. Dikhao jaldi! Waise bhi ye pant kyun pehni hai? Utaaro! Do!” She reached her hands toward his pants.
“Abe ohh!” he yelped, covering his shining chest with one hand and grabbing his pants with the other.
“Mummyyy! Ye kya harkatein ho rahi hai mere saath? Sharam naam ki bhi koi cheez hoti hai ya nahi? Ek aurat mard ki izzat lootegi!? Chi chi!!”
“Oyee Basante! Aaj toh tumhe humse koi nahi bacha sakta!” she shouted, running after him as he darted away to save himself.
“WTF Basanta?! Basanti hota hai woh, pagal aurattt!!”
“Aree, ladki hui toh Basanti, ladka hua toh Basanta bolte hai!” she said, trying to stick close to his chest.
“Ruko!!” he yelled in mock anger. She stopped and looked at him.
“Kya hai?”
“Tumhe nahi lagta tum kuch zyada hi bold ho rahi ho?”
“Haan toh! Ab tum nahi ho rahe, toh mujhe hi kuch karna padega na... Aise toh phir ho gaye hamare bacche!” she teased.
“Accha? Toh bacchu ko bacche chahiye ab?” he said, slowly walking towards her.
She backed away, but as he got closer, he suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her near. But in a flash, she pushed him back and dashed into the washroom.
“Heinn!? Ye kya tha!?” he said to himself, confused.
“Aree baba, urgent hai! Urgent!” came her voice from inside. He laughed.
He put on his T-shirt and was about to leave when she stepped out and said sweetly“˚ʚ♡ Suniyye ♡ɞ˚”
He turned around, smiling.
“˚ʚ♡ Sunaaiyye ♡ɞ˚” he mimicked, a beautiful smile playing on his lips.
“˚ʚ♡ 𝙀𝙠 kissi toh mil hi sakti hai na?♡ɞ˚”♡➹ she said, pointing to her right cheek.
He smiled, gently held her face in one hand, and pressed a long kiss to her cheek—as if sealing the moment forever.
“♡ɞ˚Aur iss gaal pe kya mera doosra pati dega?♡ɞ˚” she said, turning her face and showing her left cheek.
He laughed and kissed her left cheek, then her forehead, nose, eyes—one after the other—before they finally stepped out together.
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