A prompt by Sri aka @Anon21 which I was supposed to write ages ago. Here you go!
Three shot; Part 1
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Dhara paced around the aangan, constantly worrying about something, when Shiva stepped out of his room.
"Shiva, Raavi kaha hai? Usne kaha tha 12 baje tak aa jayegi, raat ke 1 baj rahe hai! Tujhe uski chinta nahi ho rahi kya?" She asked, worried.
"Bhabhi, aap tension kyu le rahe ho? Woh apne friend ke bachelorette party mein gayi hai. Aapse usne 12 baje kaha hoga, par usne mujhe kaha tha 2-3 baj jaayenge aane mein." Shiva said, shutting Dhara up. "Aap so jaao, woh aa jayegi. Zyaada se zyaada, jaake usko pick up kar lunga der ho gaya toh. Woh khud phone kar legi mujhe."
Dhara ignored his words and picked up her phone to call Raavi, but she wasn't answering. More like declining the call.
"Phone nahi utha rahi."
"Mai keh raha hoon, usko enjoy karne do na! Kyu uske peeche haath dhoke pade ho aap?" Shiva sighed. She was his wife, she wasn't a kid and she can handle herself.
Maybe not after a few drinks, but they were at the bride's villa, so there was nothing to worry about.
Just then, the bell to the house rang, and Dhara ran to open it.
A girl walked in, one arm around Raavi's waist and Raavi's arm on the girl's shoulder.
Raavi? She was smiling, and singing something incoherent and loudly, heels in her hand but still stumbling in her steps.
"Raavi?" Shiva walked towards her immediately, waist around her waist as he took Raavi's weight on him, her leaning against him, and the girl sighed in relief.
"Bhoothnaaaathhhh! Hiiiiiiii !! " Raavi sang, showing all her teeth and giggling.
"Oye Meera, chadh gayi kya isko?" Shiva asked the girl, and she nodded.
"Thoda zyaada pi li isne, Samu ne apne shaadi ke khushi mein sabko itni pilayi..."
"Tum kaise leke aayi isko?" Dhara asked, wondering if she was drunk.
"Mai nahi peeti. Aur sirf mein leke aa paati. Baaki sab bhand hai, aur Raavi ghar aane ki zidd kar rahi thi. Toh..." Meera shifted in her place.
"Thank you." Shiva stated, catching hold of Raavi again as she stumbled.
Meera nodded and left, but the havoc Raavi was creating with her off-key singing awoke everyone but Suman.
"Shiva! Mera shonaaaa!" Raavi slurred and put her arms around his neck, giggling.
Shiva looked at her, eyes widened, gaping at what she just called him and looked around to confirm he heard that right.
The look on everyone's blank faces said that he had, indeed, heard it right. Did she just say 'shona'?
"Ae mere bhai," Krish asked in disbelief, "tu kabse babu shona khelne lag gaya Raavi bhabhi ke saath?"
"Ek kheench ke maarunga tujhe, chup!" Shiva yelled at Krish, before looking at Raavi. "Ae gadhedhi, kya bake jaa rahi hai?" He whisper-yelled.
"Apne pati ke saath flirt kar rahi hoon. Thodu sa," She pinched her fingers together, "thodu sa attention maang rahi hoon. Kanjoos, woh bhi nahi deta."
Drunk Raavi spoke a lot of things that Sober Raavi would never. Because Shiva had never heard her demand attention when she was in her senses.
"Ae chipkali, kitne bottle gatak liya tune, jo aise behki behki baatein kar rahi hai?" He asked her gruffly, shaking her harshly, and she smiled in response.
"4 bottle vodka, kaam mera roz ka, something something nanananana" Raavi sang, waving her hand in the air.
He had to be gentle with her. This was not going to work.
"Raavi," He cupped her face and spoke softly, and she stopped singing, "kitni pi rakhi hai tune?"
"I don't know, Shiva. Shaayad 1, 2, 3, 4..." Raavi began counting, but it was futile. "Ek, do, teeeeennnnn, chaar, paanch, IT'S TOO FAST tu bhi gaa na Shiva!"
"Shiva, isko leke andar jaa, aur sula de." Gautam said, amused at her ability to break into a song every 2 seconds.
Shiva nodded and bent to pick her up, but she thwacked him in the head with her heels, causing Shiva to yell.
"AAAAHH! Pagal! Maara kyu mujhe?"
"No kamra. Mujhe nahi jaana andarrrrr." Raavi pouted.
"Kyu?!" Shiva asked, rubbing the back of his head.
Raavi stepped forward and put one arm around his neck,
"Hum doooooo, ek kamre mein bandh hooooooo," Her finger trailed from the center of his forehead, down his nose, over his lips and to his chin, "Aur chaabi..... Chaabi mere paas hai."
Raavi stopped singing, and so did Shiva's heart. What the hell was she doing? He looked around and saw everyone trying to hide their snickers and laughter, his angry glare couldn't even silence Krish.
"Krish. Ye le." Raavi threw the keys at Krish, with terrible aim, and it hit Dhara's head instead. "Aur hum dono ko bahar se bandh kar de. Okay? Good boy." She smiled loopily, Shiva's arm still around her waist.
"Khabardar jo tune aise kiya, Krish. Ulta latka dunga tujhe kue mein." Shiva warned him, carrying Raavi in his arms.
"Byeeeeee! Bye byeeeeee!" Raavi waved at everyone in the aangan, as Shiva carried her back to their room.
His chipkali took the room keys with her and locked their room from the outside. He had been waiting for her to come home and give her a piece of his mind, but that plan was out the window.
Shiva called out for Krish to open the lock, and the moment he did, Shiva pushed Krish away and shut the door behind, not wanting to see the room.
What the hell?
It was decorated..... for a first night? There were rose petals, and white satin sheets hanging from the ceiling, with vines twisted around them.
It looked like an aesthetic canopy, what with the fairy lights and storeroom settings.
Shiva set Raavi down slowly, who was singing some random song and twirling around, as he walked around the bed. What was this and who did it?
He went to remove the decorations, because he most definitely was NOT sleeping under that. It was too much of a sensual setting and Raavi had her knob turned on at the moment.
"AYYYYYY!" Raavi stumbled over to him, and held his hands. "How rude. Maine inni-itni mehnat se isse banaya, aur tu nikal ra-raha hai?"
"Tu-TUNE?!" Shiva's eyes widened in surprise as she removed the card she left under the pillow.
"Aur kaun? Pados ki kanta kaki? Ki teri Disu?" She wriggled her nose, thrusting the card in his hand.
Shock after shock he was getting, as he saw the heart shaped card, with a huge I LOVE YOU printed in the centre.
She.... loved him? She was going to tell him this, had all that hospital kaand not happened? She was adamant on going to this bachelorette party, and she got wasted, full talli and returned.
Gosh, she really needed an outlet for everything that happened today.
"But iska kya faayda ab," She tore the card and threw it away, and Shiva's hand reached out on its own to stop her. But he didn't. "Pyaar karne ka kya faayda. You don't even love me." She twirled and fell backwards on the bed, arms above her head, staring at the lights above her.
Shiva sat down beside her, and pulled her up gently. "Tu... Tu pyaar karti hai mujhse?" He asked, barely whispering.
"Haa. So much. See, ye sab maine akele kiya. Only for you." She raised her hands, waving and pointing at the room.
"Shiva..." Raavi poked his arm with her finger, and smiled cutely at him. "I love you."
She stood up excitedly, twirling in her spot. "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love-"
Shiva smiled at her; she was cutely doing, what he termed as Shiva jaap, since she came home and he couldn't lie, he adored her.
"Ae bhootnath," She slurred and swayed before Shiva caught her. "Sab ghum raha hai. Round round round. You are also round. Kyootu." Raavi pulled his cheeks, to which colour flushed on his face.
"Ek gaana yaad aaya mujhe." She pushed him back slightly, grabbing an invisible microphone, "tashreef jamaaye waha." She pointed at the bed, as she stood near the door and locked.
Shiva sat down obediently, curious to see what she'd do next, as she sang off key, "You're my love, my love, jaane jaan you're my love." and pointed at him, making him chuckle.
She kept on singing and dancing, which really amused him. Had she been sober, she would have maintained one-hand distance from him, but here she was, true to her name; chipkali, just fawning all over him.
It made him feel wanted.
"Ab mazaa nahi aa raha. Gaana change." She opened her phone and connected it to the bluetooth speakers.
A familiar tune echoed in the room as Shiva's eyes widened in surprise, watching Raavi stop singing and sway her way to him, dimming the lights and setting her phone aside.
Zara zara behekta hai, mehekta hai
Aaj to mera tan badan, main pyaasi hoon
Mujhe bhar le apni baahon mein
She stood in front of him, tracing her fingers gently over his face, as he fluttered his eyes shut and sighed, before opening them just as softly. Raavi rested her hands on his shoulders, settling her self on his lap, legs on either side of his.
Zara zara bahekta hai, mahekta hai
Aaj to mera tan badan, main pyaasi hoon
Mujhe bhar le apni baahon mein
She let her hands run down his arms, nudging him to wrap them around her, as she held his forearms and he raised his palms to settle on her lower back, instinctively pulling her closer.
Hai meri kasam tujhko sanam, door kahin na jaa
Yeh doori kehti hai paas mere aaja re
Raavi leaned forward resting her forehead on his, eyes closing at their touch, her hands crawling back up his arms and around his neck, her fingers fiddling with the little curls.
Yunhi baras baras kaali ghata barse
Hum yaar bheeg jaaye is chaahat ki baarish mein
Shiva opened his eyes to stare into her hazel brown ones, barely a few millimetres away, nose touching, he could feel her breath on his face. One hand gently coming to rest on his cheek, she leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his stubbled cheek, pulling back to see if he was okay with that.
His eyes drifted towards her lips for a brief second, before looking back at her.
No. She's drunk and wasted. I love her, but she's not in her senses. I don't want it to happen like this.
Raavi noticed the look in his eyes, the same look he always had around her when he adored her, and kissed his other cheek, her lipstick smudging against his beard in the process.
Meri khuli khuli laton ko suljhaaye
Tu apni ungliyon se main to hoon isi khwaahish mein
He reached for the clip that held her hair together and let her hair fall against their faces. Her open hair tickled his face, and he gently entwined it in his fingers, tucking it behind her ears so that he could look at her better.
Shiva wrapped his arm around her tighter, almost as if they'd mesh into one, the other hand gently cupping her face.
Sardi ki raaton mein hum soye rahe ek chaadar mein
Hum dono tanha ho, na koi bhi rahe is ghar mein
He tipped his head up slightly, kissing the corner of her lips, and she giggled as his moustache tickled her, burying her face sideways near the crook of his neck, blush creeping up her cheeks.
Shiva hugged her closer, his hand tucking the other side of her hair behind her ears, as she snuggled herself in his arms, feeling his soft kiss on her hair.
As the song played in the background, he rocked them back and forth gently, holding her as if she was a delicate flower, and a breeze as gentle as the wind could take her away.
When he didn't feel her move for a while, he looked down and saw her snoring in his arms, her lips jutting out and puff of air escaping her lips every time she breathed out, resulting in her sounding like a cute little motor engine.
"Hein?" Shiva whispered to himself, "Ye toh so gayi. Kamaal hai. Aise kaise so gayi, ekdum chipkali jaisi lipat gayi hai mujhse."
He chuckled, carrying her and laying her down on the bed, pulling the comforter upto her neck and adjusting her pillow.
Shiva turned off the music, kept the broken pieces of cardboard in his cupboard, and when he went to take down the decorations, he decided to let them be.
As he laid down next to her, turning the lights off and remembering her antics he knew one thing:
Tomorrow morning would be fun.
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Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Indian Mythology
Chakravarti Samrat Prithviraj Chauhan
Shiv Shakti
