Originally posted by: -mina-
WOH SPECIAL WALA MAAL
CAN WE TAKE A MOMENT TO LOL HERE. 😆😆
A stunned expression froze Abhi's features, but only for a moment. His patient desire surged right back, that knowing smile flooding his face again. "Oh, sorry. It's the shoes, right?"
LOLLZZZ, YES IT IS ALSO THE SHOES!!! Omg, it bothered me so much that he had shoes on during that scene when I saw the caps!!!!
She had no idea what he was talking about, but was grateful for the sudden breathing space as he leaned back to pull off his sneakers. He tossed the first one in the direction of the closet without taking his eyes off her, and was working the laces of the second shoe with one hand.
Bold-can just PICTURE Shabz ke naughty expressions as Abhi right here; love the accurate description!!
"I'm not scared, I just - there's something really important we need to discuss," she continued, taking a deep breath to begin her story.
She tightened her hold on the blanket. "It's not bahana, it's seriously important!" She kicked her foot a little - just enough to deter him, not to actually hit him.
He sat back on his haunches and crossed his arms. "Everything is more important to you than us," he said sulkily, but to her relief she heard restraint in his tone. It meant he was ready to listen.
😆 Such a chotu baccha lollz. He wants his bandh kamre relations and he wants it NOW.
So she took another deep breath and began, "Well, it's like this..."
*****
Her hand finally crept out of the blanket, and - miracle of miracles - she was actually touching him. Her fingers curled around his. "You understand why we can't...why I can't give you a gudiya yet?"
He turned her hand in his and squeezed it.
Awww, since when did mera self-centered rockstar become the most amazing hubby ever?? So understanding, caring, concerned, I absolutely love it!!!
Or that he had wasted the first three years of his marriage not making the move he had so desperately hoped to make tonight.
^^THIS IS MY FAVORITE LINE IN THE WHOLE FIC SO FAR. Repentence, even if its subconscious, for ever saying mean things to her in the past. Eating up his own words 😳
"But..."
The hint of promise in that tiny word made Abhi's head snap up.
And he watched, mesmerized, as Pragya finally let that evil blanket drop.
In fact, she spread it all the way out, so that he was under it too.
And then she was sliding towards him.
And then she was in his lap.
Oooh, I wasn't expecting this turn of events either!! Pragz is a secret jungli billi!!! ☢️
"You have it, right? Woh...protection ka maal?"
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. THERE IS NOTHING THAT CAN BE SAID ABOUT THIS!!! PROTECTED WALA MAAL!!! 🤣
His eyes popped open. "Protection ka maal?!"
Bae, my eyes popped open too!!! 😆
"You know what I mean..." She dropped her gaze, apparently fascinated by the hollow of his throat. Her lower lip stuck out in an over-dramatic pout.
At that, he couldn't help laughing. "Why would I have any! I've been married three years, you know. To you."
She scrunched her nose. "So?
"So? Zaroorat hi nahi pada! That stuff expires, you know."
"Oh, does it?" Her face lit up as she absorbed this new knowledge. "Well, kal fresh mangwa li jiyega," she concluded, a commanding note re-entering her voice.
Its like how ladies tell their patis to go buy fruits or veggies from the market tomorrow and instruct them ke "fresh wale" la aayega 😆😆
"As if you know everything!" she huffed. "I'll learn everything you know, and then we'll learn the rest together."
LOLZZZ, LOVEEE this line!! 👏
"Sounds good," he agreed without really listening, his mind already drifting to dreamland. The sooner they slept, the sooner tomorrow would come.
And the sooner he could order woh special wala maal so that they could finally start their protected-wala practice.
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