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So I heard this song after ages on the radio a few days ago, and I immediately thought of Meet. So, for my second Meet shot of the day, I present to you, a shot with a really odd title. 😆 The song's from 'Duplicate', I think it's actually called 'Ek Shararat'. But this suited it more. 😆
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Ek Shararat
Preet knelt before Tannu, Varun and Rishi. "You know the plan?"
Tannu rolled her eyes. "Yes Mammu."
Preet nodded, ignoring the fact that a five-year-old had just sassed him. "Good. Nothing should go wrong okay?"
"Don't worry Mammu," Varun said before Tannu could make another comment. She really was too smart for her age. "Mammi won't know what hit her."
"Good," Preet smirked.
Meher, who was just passing by at the moment, noticed the smirk, and worried slightly. That smirk was never a good sign. And usually, it resulted in Preet getting in trouble with Bauji, and her having to defend him. She sighed. She only hoped that Bauji was in a good mood today.
Ek Qayamat
"PREET!" The scream was not unexpected in this household, but the screamer was. Meher was not one to yell for her husband with such fury in her voice. She stormed into the house, soaking wet, and the member of the family all scurried out of her way. Only Heer and Preet had really ever seen the full effects of Meher's temper, and so everyone else was somewhat scared.
Preet chuckled, leaning against the banister. "Main yahaan hoon, sweetheart."
Meher turned angrily, glaring at her husband. "Did you tell the kids to throw water balloons at me?" She folded her arms across her chest.
"Yup," Preet answered proudly. If looks could kill, Preet would have been dead three times over.
Meher seethed quietly. It would be no use to say anything, because Preet never listened anyways.
Hosh Humare
Preet watched with amusement as his wife stormed pass him to head towards their room. She was completely drenched, just like he had told his niece and nephews to get her, and her suit clung to her body like a second skin. He enjoyed the view. Neither expected her to slip on the steps, and flail backwards. Panicked, Preet grabbed at her. He had not planned for her to get hurt, he just enjoyed riling her up. She was more beautiful when she was angry.
Meher's eyes were squeezed shut, and water was trickling down her nose. She looked adorable, and Preet could not help but stare. Even when Meher slowly opened her eyes, Preet just kept looking. It was only when she frowned at him and asked him to let her up did he break out of his Meher-induced daze. She made her way upstairs, more cautiously this time, and Preet followed.
Humko Mohobbat
Meher exited the bathroom, drying her hair with the towel distractedly. She did not notice her husband sitting on the bed, staring rather reverently at her. She did not even realise that she was not alone in the room. It was only when Preet took hold of her hand as she walked towards the dressing table did she become aware of her surroundings.
He pulled her towards him, bringing her hand up. She blushed darkly when he placed a soft kiss on her palm. She had been trying to remain mad at him, but it was hard to when he was looking at her like that. He threaded his fingers through her and stroked the back of her hand with her thumb. Meher looked up at him through her eyelashes. They were lost in their own little world.
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"Mammu, aap kya kar rahe hain?"
The couple broke apart hastily, not expecting the intrusion. Preet stood for a second trying to get his bearings while Meher escaped hastily, furiously blushing. Tannu, Varun and Rishi looked at their Mammu innocently, repeating the question. Preet groaned.
"What is this yaar?" He made a face at them. "It was the first time I was romancing your Mammi, and the three of you had to come."
Tannu folded her arms at him, and the boys followed suit. "Hume apni chocolate chahiye."
Preet sighed. "Chalo. Waise bhi abh Meher pata nahin kaha gayab ho gayi hai."
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Do let me know what you think!
Love,
Radz
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
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