Shivika TS :Zimmedari? (Completed)

Zimmedari?

Part 1

"Bhabhi! Bhabhi!" Rudra whined as he stomped into the kitchen like the little baby he could very well be when necessary... and even when unnecessary.

"Haan Rudra kya hua? Shivaay theek hai naa?" Annika looked up slightly panicked.

"Arrey Bhabhi! Billu gone crazy. Dekho naa I carried the soup you made for him and he is not eating."

"Kyun?"

"He's just on the phone terrorizing that poor Khanna. I left O with him to try to persuade him"

"Haan bhabhi, he didn't even listen to me. Just had two mouthfuls and then put me out of his room" Omkara chimed in as he walked into the kitchen, setting the tray down on the table.

"Iss Bhagad Billa kabhi nahi badalega" she said clenching her teeth.

"Bhabhi maybe it's time for Chameli's return" Rudra joked, dashing his hand outwards, almost hitting Om.

"Ayy control yourself Mr Dumbell Oberoi." Om playfully scolded and Rudra faked gasped before giggling slightly.

"Forget controlling Rudra, let's see if we can control Sri sri sri Bhagad Billa Shivaay Singh Oberoi Maharaj ji first"

Om and Rudra burst out into fits of chuckles, amazed at their Bhabhi for her humour even when they knew how sick worried she was for their bhaiya.

Annika sighed as she washed her hands and put the pot of milk on the stove top. She was preparing haldi milk for Shivaay. If she was his "zimmedari" as he called it, then she had some "zimmedari" to fulfill too she thought to herself, rolling her eyes and mumbling to herself.

"Bhabhi... uhh app theek hain na?" Rudra asked carefully, while poking Om, who then looked at her and glanced at her just as she stuck her tongue out to tease the pot of haldi milk.

Sheepishly she bit her tongue and looked at them.

"Haan bilkul! Ek dum theek hoon main" she gestured toward her face and then smiled giving them a thumbs up.

"Hmmm lagta hai Bhaiya ne kuch garbar kiya" O whispered to Rudra.

"Phir se?" Rudra said wide eyed.

"Arrrey tum dono kyun phusphusa rahe hain?"

"Uhh kuch nahi Bhabhi" Rudra muttered.

Before they could continue their chat, Dadi appeared, walking towards Annika with a smile plastered on her face.

"Annika, yeh Billu ki liye?" Dadi asked as she entered the kitchen.

"Haan Dadi"

"Shabash meri bachi. As long as you are there Shivaay will be taken good care of"

"Arrey Dadi, hum bhi toh hai!" Rudra said righteously, holding up the tray of soup.

"Yeh kya hai? Billu didn't finish eat his soup?" Dadi asked looking at the bowl.

"Nahi Dadi, bas phone mein busy hai!" Om scowled.

Before she could say anything, Pinky entered the kitchen with Jhanvi.

"Pata nahin Shivaay itni ziddi kyun kar raha hain. His dressings should be changes warna uske chot toh .. oh my mata ho gayi." She complained to Dadi and Jhanvi.

"Tum log chinta mat karo. Annika hain na. I'm sure Billu will listen to her, hain na?" Dadi lovingly placed her arm around Annika, much to Pinky's irritation.

"Haan Dadi, if he isn't listening to any of us, ab sirf Bhabhi use mana kar sakte" Rudra winked at her.

Like if. I'm only his zimmidari anyways. She thought. She saw them all staring at her expectantly and decided to smile in response quickly before they caught a glimpse at her annoyance which was spreading across her face.

Annika smiled at OmRuDadi but as her eyes came to meet Pinky's, she gulped nervously and lowered her gaze..

"Annika, what are you waiting for, jao na uske paas" Jhanvi noticed her predicament and smiled as she spoke to her.

"Ye lo Bhabhi" Om said handing her the tray with soup.

"Actually Om, I don't think he'd have any more soup. He's probably fed up of soup. Waise bhi, yeh haldi wali doodh bahut nutritious hain. And later I can make him something else if he wants"

"Dekha? kaise achi tarah se Annika usse samajhata hai." Dadi beamed proudly at Pinky and Janvi.

"Haan Dadi, aur waise bhi, when bhaiya is throwing his tantrums, Annika Bhabhi isn't any less na" Rdura teased picking up a glass of water and winking at Annika.

"Shut up Rudra" Both Om and Annika chided, and then the three started giggling.

Annika poured the haldi milk into a glass before heading to their room.

However she almost dropped the tray as she set her one foot down in the room.

"FHAT THE WUCK?!!" Shivaay yelled on the phone as he sat on the couch, facing away from her. She set the tray down on the table, ready to blast him.

"What do you mean they haven't any information as yet? "

"Listen Khanna this is very important. Aap jante ki meri parivaar meri liye priority hain. Their safety comes first. Why the bloody hell is this taking so long?

"I don't bloody care. You don't worry about me being stressed, just go check the footage again, go scold the new security guards, do whatever you can Khanna, I'm counting on you"

"Khanna one more thing, about that meeting tomorrow morning, it's very important so don't bother to postpone it."

"Khanna listen na, just do as I am saying, I will be .." Shivaay never got to continue as his phone was rudely snatched away from him.

He turned to see Annika looking at him, completely annoyed, as she put the phone to her ear.

"Khannaji, Haan Annika thank you soo soo much again for everything aap bahut sweet hain. Anyways that meeting Mr SSO was scolding you about, don't worry about that. Woh toh sirf taadi-"

"Annikaaa" Shivaay growled trying to snatch the phone from her but she yanked it back, and turned away from him.

"Aaap.. what are you doing just give it back!" he scowled again trying to grab the phone. He sorely failed as Annika held his hand firmly and spoke to Khanna turning away again, quickly before Shivaay could use his other hand to yank it from her hold.

"Haan Khanna, Postpone that meeting as he needs to rest. Also if there's any issue with the security, call my phone too because aapka kanji aankhon wala SSO aaram ki zaroorat hain. Haan bilkul. Thank you! Acha Bye"

She ended the call and let go of his hand.

"What is wrong with you ?What are you doing"

"What do you mean? I am just here to give you haldi wali doodh!" she smiled innocently holding up the tray with one hand and hiding the phone behind her back with the next.

"Give it back!"

"Nope not until you have this" she pouted.

"Don't be stubborn Annika" he said angrily.

"And that meeting is very important why did you tell him to postpone it" he shouted upon receiving no response from her.

"aap kyun itana chillaate hain? Pechle janam aap behra the kya?"

"What nonsense" he said pointing a finger at her, agitatedly.

"Listen mr Bhagad Billa." She said setting the tray down again and holding out the glass of milk to him.

"Drink this now. No excuses. Warna aap meri Chameli.." she gestured to her feet angrily.

"Acha theek hai theek hai" he said taking the glass.

"Good choice. Waise Pinky aunty was saying you didn't let her change your dressing. Kyun?"

"I don't need to. Besides you guys are overreacting, I have a lot of things to be done right now. And please give me my phone"

"Dekho, itna taadi mat maaro." He was about to protest about her language but held back as Annika raised her eyebrow and pointed to the glass in his hand.

He swallowed his attitude and took a few sips.

"Why don't you understand? You were shot Shivaay, that too because of me. I mean, because of your responsibilities toward me. You need rest, you need time to heal. If you stress yourself out like this, your condition will get worse only" she sighed, looking at him.

In the corner of her eyes something stood out to her.

Part 2

"What's wrong with you? Yeh kya hain?" she said walking toward the bedside table. She picked up the packet and gestured to him.

"Woh I forgot to take it"

"Forgot? How can you forget to take your medication, especially you Shivaay. See that's how much you're stressing. Before you used to have medication as if it was gajar ka halwa. Pata nahin Mr Sri Sri Sri SSO Ji ko kya ho gaya. Come sit here." She said dramatically.

"Annika.."

"Do not argue. Come sit here now. "

He obliged and sat on the bed as she helped him prop himself up with two pillows.

She roughly placed the pills into his palm and ordered him to take it and finish his milk and then rest.

She was about to turn to leave when he held her hand.

"Annika.. why are you so tensed? Main theek hoon"

"Theek hoon meri chappal!"

"yaha baithon mere saath" he gestured, and holding her hand made her sit on the side of the bed next to him.

"Im absolutely fine Paanika" he joked, resting his other palm on hers.

"But you.." before she could continue she caught a glimpse of his dressing. It was still wet from his shower.

"Wait here" she commanded as she got up and then returned with a first aid kit.

"What are you"

"Chup! You can't even shower carefully. Despite us telling you to sponge bathe only, at least from torso up, you said no You'll shower yourself. As if I was dying to give you a sponge bath. Par I guess tum bahut chui mui lajwanti ki type hain toh its okay. Tho theek hain! Ab dekho! Bandage wet hain and you didn't even let Pinky aunty change it. Aap ek number ki Billu hain.!Hmph" She scolded as she took the bandage out of the kit.

"Shaant ho jaye Annika! And watch your language. What's this chui mui laj-what was it?"

"LAJWANTI!"

"Haan that. I already have a wound on my chest now don't wound my ears too. This language ugh hearing it make me feel so... yuck"

"You mean michmichi?"

"Chup!"

"TUM chup ho jaye aur aapne kurta utaaro"

"Fine! Wait, What!" Shivaay agreed to shut her up, but then the rest of what she ordered him to do processed slowly.

Now catching on... Annika fumbled, "Woh.. dressing.." she said pointing to his chest, trying to avoid his gaze.

"Don't get flattered okay I just need to change your dressing. Mujhe koi shauk nahi hai, Bas, yeh meri zimmidari, hain na?" she sweetly said, laced with so much evil and underlying intentions to poison him.

He narrowed his eyes as she used that word again. Clearly she was pissed at him for denying the obvious. But he was not any less. He was still SSO. His tongue slipped and already declared her as one of the two most important women in his life, so how could he let himself also accept that she was his wife. Too much inner Shivaay for one day. His head was already swamped with his emotions, before he could figure it all out she was there yet again. This was all new to him. He needed time to think. Why did he need her so much? Why couldn't he admit it? Why did he need her around? Why? Why did The Shivaay Singh Oberoi feel restless without her. Why couldn't he see her in pain? Why? Why did he cry just at the mercy of the touch of her fingers securely wrapped in his as he survived his almost death? Too many questions swamped his already flustered mind and so he gave up on the witty answers and the nok jhok bickering.

Without complaining he let her help him remove his kurta and she began to remove his old dressing.

He flinched and caught her hand off reflex. Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked at the man before her. The very Sri Sri Sri Bhagad Billa SSO Maharaj who literally took a bullet for her. How could he do that? How could he put his life at stake without thinking, just for her? Once again he saved her life. No matter how many times he was mean to her, somehow he just managed to confuse her by pulling these selfless stunts out of nowhere, responsibility or not, she knew this was bigger than what it seemed. Bigger than she could comprehend, and definitely bigger than what he understood, or thought he did. He could have died. Without thinking he flung himself at the hands of death to secure her life. And now he was in pain, because he was shot. Because he was shot trying to save her. It should've been her.

He noticed her annoyance fade away as she became engrossed in her thoughts and her eyes became red and glistened with tears. One thing he had come to realize he could not stand. He even blurted it out to her that morning. These last few days he seemed to have seen her cry too many times; when he didn't stand up for her when Sahil was accused of theft, then when she met him in the hospital finally, when he went back for her, then this morning when he told her off about her crying. It seemed like that was all he knew to do. Make her cry.

"Don't worry, just a few more moments again" she soothed and leaned forward to blow gently as she finished removing his dressing and began applying a new bandage, all the while blowing at it soothe him She had remembered how squirmy he was and scared he got when she got that small wound as a result of saving Tia and gave him her left hand to hold on to. If he was that much of a scaredy cat for her small wound, what would be his position right now she wondered. He seemed to have his mind on something else, though, or else he would have been squealing and giving her a ton load of drama for this dressing. Sometimes she wished she could jump into his head, that she could take apart the great big walls of Shivaay Singh Oberoi and see the garden of roses and thorns that were hidden behind these imperfectly yet perfectly cemented bricks.

"There, it's done" she whispered to him and she looked up.

She hadn't realized that he was staring at her all the while, drowning in the concern on her face, noticing every single detail, inhaling her sweet jasmine and green tea scent as a few tendrils of her hair blew up and caressed his face.

He kept on looking into her eyes, totally oblivious of what she had said. He thanked God that she was sitting in front of him, forget tending to his wounds, he felt at peace that she was here, in one piece, totally unharmed. If something happened to her, what would he ever do?

"Shivaay.." she gently said again, giving his hand a little squeeze, just enough for him to snap out of his thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"It's done" she said as she looked to his chest. His eyes never followed hers. He just kept gazing at her.

He then moved his hand out of hers, and slowly raised it to her cheek.

"Annika.." he whispered as she leaned into his touch.

His thumb caressed her cheeks and moved up to touch under her eyes.

"Your eyes are so swollen. And you look like a panda" he slightly teased, but his face was serious, his eyes were dripping dangerously of worry.

"Woh.. it's nothing"

"Nothing? Look at what you've done to yourself. I'm fine Annika, you don't need to stress out. I think you need some rest too. More than I do. You look like you haven't slept in ages"

Her hand then went up to touch his. "You're allowed to take a bullet for me, and I can't even be allowed to miss a couple hours of sleep? That's unfair. You went against your mother's words for me, which obviously stressed you out more than you already were, and I am not allowed to stress even a little? " she said, her voice shaking, and eyes welling up, flooded with tears waiting to cascade down her cheeks.

"It wasn't about going against Mom, it was about what is right." Shivaay said, matter of factly.

"Haan, janti hoon, yeh tumhari zimmidari the na? Main sab janti hoon not to worry."she said rolling her eyes a little but then went on.

"Still, it's all because of me" She bit out, tears no longer being caught by her eye lids, but trickling down her flushed cheeks.

"Annika why are you crying? Please stop"

"Agar main stressed hoon then it's a problem, if I cry it's a problem, Aap sach mein ek number ki Billu..."

"Zyaada taadi mat maro Annika" Shivaay cut her off, using her languagee to lighten up her mood.

She smiled a little before realizing their position. She was so close to him, yet she felt so far away.

Mustering all the will she had, She moved her hand and reached for his kurta.

"Let me help you wear it" she offered when he took it from her.

"It's okay, I can manage" he said politely.

"Nahi nahi it's okay, yeh meri zimmedari hain na?"

He knew her mood was still off so he let her.

"Now please just get some rest. And no excuses, no complaints. Ab so jao" She instructed as she pulled the blanket up to his waist.

"Annika" she heard him call out as she walked away.

"So jao."

"Annika.."

"What now?" she turned and asked in an irritating tone.

"Woh.. actually I was thinking.. I mean like before remember, it you know, ... shouldn't happen again" he mumbled, pausing several times, looking at her, then straight to the floor, then at his feet, then back at her.

"What?" her eyebrows furrowed in her famous Annika stlye clueless and confused expression.

"I mean earlier today, jo hua.. woh..."

"Bat ghoomaye mat. Aap seedhe seedhe nahi bol sakta?"

"Ugh dammit I meant don't leave okay. Just don't leave!" he blurted out suddenly.

"Kyun?"

"Kyunki... haan tum meri zimmedari aur I need to keep an eye on you, make sure you're safe." He smiled sleekly, knowing he finally used her taunts.

"Then in that case, why do you NEED me here? You can get me another house, a small house that costs whatever this house does, minus at least ten zeros, get me security guards who can report to you, and done!"

"Annika, don't argue with me, I really am tired. Just stay put."

"I am not a child. You don't own me Shivaay. I can go wherever I want to. Especially if I'm your responsibility. Anyways chodo yeh sab. App so jao. Don't worry I'll "stay put", Shivaay Singh Maharaj ji" she started off seriously but she herself was tired so she teased him before proceeding to walk out of their room.

Later that night she took a shower and then went to her sofa to sleep. She checked on her SSO to find he was sleeping soundly before going to her sofa opposite him. She was about to lie down when his voice stopped her.

"Tum meri zimmidari, my responsibility. Jaise OmRu bhi, Dadi bhi, yeh parivaar. They are all my responsibility. Because when you care about someone, you feel responsible for them, Annika. You want them safe, by hook or crook. Even if you hurt then again and again, you still want them to be safe. Because they are your responsibility. So yes, to answer your never-ending taunts, you ARE my responsibility. Because every man has certain responsibilities when it comes to his wife."

Annika felt her heart racing and racing, almost beating out of her chest. Her breathing picked up its pace and her chest felt as if it were about to combust.

Was he saying what she thought he was? What exactly was he saying? And did this mean...

Half of her mind told her to continue and go to sleep and just get away from him and his confusing words and actions. After all, after falling helplessly in love with him, it was the least she could do to preserve her own mental and emotional sanity. But the other half that fought against her heart lost without even a fight.

Slowly she turned around, to look at him, to really look at him.

"What did you just..." She couldn't help but blurt out as her eyes widened a little in shock while her eyebrows were furrowed beyond their limit with confusion.

"Aap itni door kyun khadi ho Annika?" He said, and put his hand out to her, just like he did in the hospital.

"Shivaay.. yeh aap.."she stumbled upon her words.

"Annika" he called gently as he stretched his hand a little more, as if to say take it, take my hand before I change my mind.

She became his puppet without even realizing it as she walked towards the bed and held his hand.

He tugged at her hand and made her sit next to him.

"What are you doing?"

"Yeh bhi meri zimmedari. Meri biwi bistar par sona chaahie, sofa nahin"

Without giving her the chance to speak up, he pulled half of his blanket up over her as well.

She was speechless.

He was propped up by his two pillows next to her while she was half sitting up, half lying down next to him in shock.

"Goodnight Annika" he said looking down at her, and if she was not wrong, she'd swear he had a whisper of a smirk on his face.

Lagta hain ki goli uske sar pe ... she mumbled but he heard her and cut her off.

"What? Did you say something?"

"Errr no I was just um saying ki.. uh.."

Shivaay chuckled silently as he knew she was trying to come up with an excuse. That ridiculously clueless and confused cute expression on her face would really be the death of him one day.

"Haan I was saying...Goodnight Cheapde!" she said regaining her composure and turning away from him onto her side, trying to processing FHAT THE WUCK was happening to kanji aankhon wala Bhagad Billa.

"Goodnight" he said again, smiling to himself before he drifted off into a sweet slumber.

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Thats a wrap on this TS. Hope you guys enjoyed😊