Maaneet OS:
Geet POV:
"So geet what are we going to name him?"Maan asked looking over at me curiously.
"What do you mean by we'? Correction Mr. Khurana I'm going to name him. We had already decided that if it is a girl then you can name her but if it is a boy I will name him remember?"
"But Geet I'm sure I'll come up with a better name for him like say Arjun or Karan or Ansh or ...or," he rambled on and on thinking of various suitable names for the little angel in my arms.
"No son of mine will ever be named Arjun or Karan. I do not want Mahabharata in my house now I'm actually re-thinking whether I should let you name any of my future kids," I huffed.
"Oh ho Geet not bad I must say not bad at all. You are already planning our future babies I see. Indeed, very good. But Geet this little one here is just a day old and you are untouchable for me right now for 2 whole months. God, how am I going to survive it? But anyway you can't tempt me like that with all those sinful thoughts. It reminds me of how this baby was made," he pouted. I smiled and decided not to tease him anymore.
"Well Geet you can name him only if you promise that you will let me do everything for him like burp him after you feed him, change him, put him to bed, tell him bedtime story play toy cars with him just everything except the story of how he was made, okay?"
"Okay," I said I knew I would do anything to keep my big baby and small baby happy.
"Wow you really want to name him and nothing will make you let me name him isn't it?" he asked.
"Yes but that is also because I have in mind a perfect name for him," I said.
"I'm sure you will name him nothing less than perfect, by the way what is the name?" he asked.
I looked at my baby and said, ""The moon was the thread that tied us together till you came along. You will become our Abhimaan."
"That's the best name ever Geet. I couldn't have come up with a better name myself," he said so lovingly that it nearly brought tears to my eyes.
Maans' eyes looked at us with such love and adoration but he had to open his mouth and ruin it, "But Geet tell me also how you will explain to him how he was brought into this world? I'm very curious to know how you explain to him."
I thought for a few seconds and then replied, "I'll tell him-
When two people with huge egos meet clashes are bound to happen. When I met Maan world War 3 was fought - armed with a very colourful choice of words reserved only for each other. When this fighting with each other turned to fighting for each other no one knows. . I still remember how during my wedding people kept asking how we fell in love and both fighting to make the story more colourful if possible.
After 6 months of marriage it feels so funny to look back at our extremely filmy love story. Today is our 6 month anniversary and my dear hubby seems too cosy in bed... Uff. How am I supposed to wake him up when he looks so adorable with his eyes closed and that slight smile on his lips...those perfect lips? Uh...I'm never going to get anything done at this rate...I have decided to make his favourite breakfast today.
As I try to move out of his hold his grip around my waist tightens. I realise he is awake and only being lazy. The man who is known to be a task-master is acting to be in a deep sleep just to spend a few more moments in bed with me just holding each other how nice. Hmm as peaceful as it is I need to get up and make breakfast otherwise Mr. Maan Singh Khurana will be late for office and I Mrs. Maan Singh Khurana will not like it if her perfect husband is tardy.
After a lot of effort I successfully got out of bed leaving a pouting Maan behind...Nautanki. I quickly brushed my teeth and made my way to kitchen only to find breakfast a set on a tray with a red rose and a note.
Good morning wifey,
Muah muah muah. Happy six month anniversary wifey.J
Muah muah muah. Now don't blush too much and enjoy your favourite brekkie .
Your love,
Maan xoxoxo.
Just as I finished reading the note I felt arms going round my waist pulling me back to their firm chest.
"You did all this for me?"I squealed in joy in his arms barely controlling my urge to pounce on him and kiss him senseless.
"No I did all this for the joker that entertains me," he said taking a bite of my breakfast.
"Hawww! You called me joker?" my mouth was wide open in shock as i tried to come up with some name to call him. "You...you."
"What happened to you Geet cat got your tongue?" he said taking another bite of my food.
"No you moron," I said trying to get the tray of food away from him.
"Wow is that the best you came up with? Wow you are losing your touch Geet. Remember before marriage you used to come up with such interesting words made just for me?"Maan said trying to get to the tray of food.
"Haw Maan first you called me joker then you said I'm losing touch. You just go from here I don't want to talk to you anymore," I said pouting just for the effect knowing very well his just one look and I'll be putty in his hands.
"Oh yeah and I also called you my love in that note," he said pulling me closer to himself rather than food.
I can already feel myself heat up.
"Aw you are blushing," he said feeding me a bite of my favourite paratha making me go redder.
"Wow this is yummy Maan ever considered taking up cooking as your second profession?"I asked him relishing the food in my mouth. "Honestly it is heavenly. I'm so lucky to have a hubby who cooks better than her", I gave him quick peck.
"Umm," he protested as I pulled back and pulled me in closer giving me a deep kiss.
When we broke away for air my eyes fell on the watch right behind him. It was already 8.30 am. Shit he was going to be so late!
"Maan move you'll be late for office!" I said slightly pushing him away. "Go freshen up fast I'll make you some breakfast."
"What! But I was just having my breakfast!" he said kissing my cheeks.
"Oh yeah but I thought you made this for me! Besides you already had half of it! You know I don't like to share my hubby made parathas"I said pointing to the tray of food filled with parathas. "But I did share 1 whole paratha because I love you so much. Now leave the rest for me and I'll cook you some Pasta."
I really wanted to make it for him and his being in kitchen was just...Let's just say distracting.
"Shush women I'm already eating what I love the most," silencing me with yet another one of his most passionate kisses.
I pushed him away with all my might to look up at him confusedly, "Since when did you love parathas?"
"Since you came into my life, besides who said I was talking about those parathas?" maan said giving me one of his intense looks.
"Well if not that then what were you talking about? I-" suddenly I understood what he was talking about and felt very shy that I hid my face into his chest. I could feel the heat creeping up my face. I was sure I was so red that I looked like a tomato. I could feel it shaking with laughter but I was feeling just too shy look up. "Maan!"
"So finally my naive wifey understood ," he kissed the top of my head and pulled my chin up so that he could look into my eyes but I was so shy that I looked everywhere but at him.
"Oh come on Geet," he said and I finally looked into his eyes. Those perfectly shaped eyes and those m-shaped lips. I couldn't help the smile that curved onto my lips. "I love you Geet. Happy anniversary Geet, you still haven't even wished me you know?"
"Happy anniversary Maan, I love you a lot," I said boldly surprising myself too and hugged him.
"I guess I can hear you say that a million times a day," he said hugging me tight bringing me even closer to himself.
"Hmm, same here," I said coming out of his hug to kiss him when my eyes fell on watch.
"Maaan go you are getting late for work. I don't want anyone to say that my husband has changed from being a punctual boss to someone so tardy. So go freshen up fast. Hurry up!!"I gave him a slight nudge. But alas who can make Maan do what he does not want to do. I can most of the times but right now he is just being difficult.
"Ok it is decided I'm not going for work then isn't it?"he asked me quizzically.
"Really when and who decided this?"I asked in the same manner.
"I, Maan Singh Khurana, MD of KC decided to grant me, Maan, the employee a day off to spend with my wife on the occasion of their 6 month anniversary. Just like the one I had given to Adi on his marriage anniversary on your insistence," he smiled.
"Very nice, no wonder you are such a good businessman you definitely know how to turn situations to suit yourself," I said stunned by his reply, "But it was their 2 yr anniversary not 6 month anniversary and besides Adi's wife was pregnant so they should spend more time with each other!"
"So I'm trying to get you pregnant so I can spend even more time with you it's all the same," he said shamelessly before lifting me up bridal style and walking back to bedroom.
"Maan! Put me down," I said but made no efforts to get out of his arms knowing very well it would be futile.
"Nope, can't do so," he said as we finally reached our bedroom and put me on the bed and layed beside me, "I love you Geet."
"I love you more Maan," I replied kissing him into a state of no return.
-Is that okay with you?"I asked
"God why do you have to tell me how he was made right now? You know I feel so turned on just listening to it," he groaned.
"Because I told you if you can tease me I can tease you too," I laughed at his state.
Just then Abhimaan who had fallen asleep woke up and started cooing softly, he really was a happy baby. I laughed I was just so happy.
"But you won't tell him everything x-rated like you just told me right?"Maan said grumpily. I couldn't see him like that so I kissed him. He did respond after a couple of seconds kissing me back just as hungrily after all he couldn't stay mad at me for even few minutes and definitely not when I'm kissing him like that.
"Don't worry Maan we're in this together," I said giving him a kiss on his lips and my baby he clapped for his mama. I picked my small baby up in my arms and poked my big baby, "See Abhimaan agrees with me. Now it is Geet and Abhimaan vs. Maan. Beware,"
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