Forgive me for such a late update. But It's finally here! (extra long to make up for making you wait)
Took me quite a few trial and errors to get the mood and style right.
Hope you all like it!😳 WARNING: you may need ice to cool down from the hot n steamy aura😉☺️
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PART 2:(Final)
It was close to midnight by the time the two ajeeb love birds reached home. Before Abir walked through the RV sadan gates, Mishti interrupted
“Abir ruko! Let me down first, we can’t enter the house like this.”
“Kyu? What’s the big deal? I carried you all the way here, it’s only a few more steps to the entrance.” Abir replied, puzzled.
“Arre nahi yaar, what will everyone think? Look at us! I can already hear Ketu’s teasing ridicules for the rest of the week. Aur maa, naanu, maasi?...no no way. Put me down right now!” she demanded.
“Isme kya sharm? Tum meri wife ho, and you’re injured." Abir continued to butter up, "So as a good husband it’s my duty to take care of you…” He then, grabbed her hands tighter around his neck and pulled them together securely, and asserted, “aur mera haq bhi angry chorni.”
“Offo!”Mishti winced, as she rubbed her forehead after colliding with Abir. “Pagal ho kya Abir!?” she said, giving her husband a small tap at the back of his head.
“Whaat?” Abir groaned. “Besides, I’m sure no one’s going to be up this late. Sab soh rahe honge.”
“Nahi Abir. I’m sure they’ll be up waiting to congratulate you for your award n all. Come on, please just let me down,“ she requested one more time.
“Okay fine.” Abir gently placed her on the ground and they walked together towards the house. As soon as they opened the front door, everyone eagerly waiting, immediately rushed to the couple. Abir noticed his wife staring back at him with those I told you so eyes, but then embarrassingly chuckled together thinking about their potential alternative entry.
“Congratulations bhai. You deserve this award and many more accolades for the future,” Kunal proudly hugged his brother.
“Ofcourse bro! mera naati jo hai,” naanu gloated. Abir bent down to touch his grandfather’s feet “God bless you Abir beta.”
Meenu and Parul maasi both hugged and congratulated their beloved son. “Aur kitna handsome lag raha hai mera beta,” Meenu praised.
--Abir's suit-- (Ignore Shah's rocking specs😉😎)
“Haan benba sach mein, nazar na lage,” Parul said.
Ketu started asking about the party and celebrations and everyone became busy taking pictures with the man of the hour. Mishti decided this was the best time and so she secretly escaped the crowd and quickly hurried upstairs.
A little while later, everyone began to feel tired and decided to retire for the night. “Arre Mishti bhabhi ajaanak kahan gayi? Ketu asked.
“She must have gone upstairs to change Ketu. It’s been a long night, and her feet were paining on our walk back home. Don’t worry she’ll be fine.” Abir replied.
Everyone agreed and bid each other a goodnight and returned to their rooms.
Abir gently opened the doors to his room, trying not make any sound and carefully tip-toed inside. Expecting to see his wife sound asleep after a long tiring night, he glanced towards the bed. However, he was surprised to not only see an empty bed but also surrounded by pretty glowing fairy lights. Abir continued to look around his bedroom and found scented candles lit up and the curtains swaying softly to the sweet breeze from the windows. Upon examining the unexpected romantic atmosphere, his eyes still searched for his other-half.
“Mi-sh-“, before he could finish calling out her sweet name, his voice got stuck in his throat. He couldn’t believe the sight his eyes laid on at the top of the stairs. On any other day, even just a small glimpse of her was enough to bestow sukoon to his heart. But right now, he couldn’t tell whether his heart had completely stopped or was fluttering like 100 butterflies. Abir just couldn’t believe that the person standing at the top of his bedroom, was his wife, his angry chorni.
-Mishti's dress-😳
'Mujhe nahi pata tha ki angry chorni yeh bhi kar sakti hai' Abir said to himself.
Meanwhile Mishti herself who felt like she had a stomach full of fluttering butterflies, soon began to covertly smile to herself, satisfied with her husband's observed reaction.
She then slowly cat-walked down the stairs, and playfully questioned;
“main kya Shah Rukh Khan hu?
“Aishwariya rai hu?
“Katrina kaif hu?”
But mr. A.i.b.e.r here, was too mesmerised to even respond to her questions. Halting at a step, she leaned in equalling her height to his and continued her game, whispering “tho itni hairan (shocked) kyu ho?” She teasingly closed her husband’s dropped jaw.
With Abir still remaining silently lost in her sparkling eyes, and enchanting beauty, Mishti snapped her fingers to wake him out of his trance. Unable to form proper words, “Mi-mish…Mishti tum..uhm..yeh…k-kya?” stuttered.
“Kyun,achchi nahi lagi kya?" she asked nudging him. "If my husband can graciously dedicate his rightful award to his wife in front hundreds of people, tho kuch tho return gift milni chaiyye haina?”
Abir timidly smiled, and grabbed her hands securing them around his neck. Bouncing his eyebrows, “Tho what’s the plan madam? Tumhari irradhe tho kuch teekh nahi lag rahi hai?”, he smirked.
Instead of replying, she simply turned him away and immediately pulled him closer. Before Abir could say anything, Mishti whispered--
“Shhhh, no more questions just wait and watch ajeeb rajvansh.” The tender warm breath against his ear, sent shivers down his back. And the things she did next, only continued to make his heart flutter. As she began to gently caress his shoulders she confessed, “Do you have any idea how handsome you look in this suit?” Gradually pulling the blazer down his shoulders, Abir felt a sparkling tingle with her soft lips on his neck. “And your cologne is so intoxicating," nuzzling herself into his soft wavy hair, "You have no idea how hard it was to hold myself back during that piggy-back ride home.” Abir let out a quiet moan and tries to grab hold of her arms around his neck, alas he forgets how quick his little wifey is.
Tossing his coat away, Mishti walks down the remaining stairs, holding Abir’s intense gaze with hers. Music begins to play from the surrounding speakers, with the click of a button from her phone.
*A/N - As a tamilian, I ofcourse prefer the original tamil song version❤️. But if you prefer the hindi version, I've linked it below too*
(Tamil) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x12WuPDlklw
(Hindi) - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bzv2EvgH3SY
She holds out her left hand adorably, asking for a dance. Abir wastes no time and grabs her delicate hand, interlocking fingers ready for their duet. Guiding his other hand to her hip, she takes a step closer towards him, but Abir tugs her even closer and slides his arm around her entire waist. Swaying to the serene flutes, they begin dancing together around the bedroom.
Zara zara behekta hai, mehekta hai
Aaj toh mera tan badan
Main pyaasi hoon
Mujhe bhar le apni baahon mein
He gently twirls her out for spin….
Hai meri kasam tujhko sanam
Door kahin na jaa
Yeh doori kehti hai
Paas mere aaja re
And quickly pulls her back in close…
Embracing the love, passion and peace they continue to sway to the romantic track.
Engeum Pogamal Thinam Veetilee Nee Vendum,
Sila Samayam Vilaiyataye,
Un Aadaikkule Nan Vendum
Mishti clenches her hands around his shirt collar, to balance herself as she gently steps on to his feet. Abir holds her securely with both hands around her hips, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Resting her head against his chest, they continue to feel one with the music.
Vaseegara En Nenjinikka,
Un Pon Madiyil Thoonginal Pothum,
Athe Kanam En Kannuranga,
Mun Jenmangalin Aekkangal Theerum
Soon, Abir opens his eyes to find his wife teasingly biting her lip as she slowly creeps her foot up his right leg. “Ohw! Mishti squeals, instantly feeling a sharp sting from her husband’s playful pinch on her waist. They both share coy smiles at one another.
…Bechain karke mujhko
Mujhse yoon na pher nazar
Roothega na mujhse
Mere saathiyan yeh vaada kar
Tere bina mushkil hai
Jeena mera mere dilbar
Quickly swivelling her around, Abir traps her in a tight back hug, with their hands locked together around her waist. Her heart soon begins to beat rapidly with his tender kisses along her shoulder and neck.
Thirudan Pol Pathungiye Thideer Enru,
Pinnalirunthu Enai Nee Anaipaye Athu Kavithai
In attempt to calm her nerves and fluttering heart she wriggles out of his embrace and starts running up the stairs. But Abir manages to grab hold of her hand and pulls her, losing her balance she falls straight into his safe arms. Melting under his loving gaze, Mishti hides her face shyly in his chest and wraps her hands around his neck.
Vaseegara En Nenjinikka,
Un Pon Madiyil Thoonginal Pathum,
Athey Kanam En Kannuranga,
Mun Jenmangalin Aekkangal Theerum,
Nan Nesipathum Suvasipathum Un Thayaval Thane,
Aengugiren Aengugiren Un Ninaival Nane Nan
As the song gradually lulls into completion, Abir takes his wife towards their bed and puts her down gently amongst the delicate rose petals. Their eyes twinkle together in happiness, whilst keeping their eyes fixed on each other, Mishti sneakily grabs a handful of the petals around her. She playfully tosses them at her husband’s face, answered by a hearty chuckle. Abir responds with the same, and they soon become involved in a little childish game. Having enough of the silly mood, Abir decides to take charge and shift the mood back. So, he pins her down on the bed, with his hands caged around her, whilst slowly locking his fingers around hers. Mishti’s heart continues to race, with Abir peppering kisses from her forehead, down her nose and on to her cheek. Somehow releasing a hand from his grip, she quickly grabs on to his tie. Pulling him close with one tug, she surprises him by going straight for the lips. He instantly feels his body melt with the rising heat between them, as their lips move together like their bodies moved to the music before. He caresses her cheeks with his fingers whilst she runs her hands along his neck and chest. Angry chorni unwraps the tie from his neck and flips him over to get on top of him. She gives him a lil peck on the lips,
“I love you so much Abir.”
Abir reciprocated with a slightly longer kiss.
“I love you too Mishti. Thank you for the lovely surprise.”
Her sweet smile swiftly turned into a puzzled frown. “Who said we were done? The night is still young ajeeb rajvansh,” she winked. She starts to unbutton his shirt.
Raising an eyebrow, Abir smirked “acchaa? Tum tho bilkul Prem chopra, Ranjit saab mood mein ho angry chorni.”
“Shut up, ajeeb rajvansh. Aur haan, Prem Chopra nahi…Emran Hashmi,” Mishti chuckled. Her giggles soon stopped and was replaced with a sharp gasp - with the tender feeling of his fingers tracing her smooth legs up to her thighs. Not to go unnoticed, his other hand glided smoothly across her back and slowly tugged the zip at the back of her dress. Her heart continued to race rapidly and his husky voice only added more trouble,
“Whoever it is…I like it.” He muttered softly. Lightly pricking her soft skin with his stubble, “No one beats meri angry chorni.”
Her face covered in a pink hue, Mishti hid herself blushing timidly in his chest. Abir soothed her nerves with a tender, loving good night kiss on her forehead and safely wrapped themselves together underneath the blanket.
--And that's all she wrote-- leaving the rest for your imagination😉😆
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Thankyou for reading! Please do comment and share your thoughts below, love reading feedback.
I'm not sure if I ended the story properly, I had a couple of other idea, but didn't know what would work. Not very good with writing romance (still learning), so bear with me.
Hope you liked the song selection! It's personally one of my all-time favs❤️
If you haven't listened to the Tamil version, please do try it out🤗
Love you all
xx
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well done buddy !! 
. Can totally imagine MishBir with that song.
Love our bold little chorni and her romantic eveready Ajeeb lover 
and giving her a tantalizing night dress. We will never get to see such scenes in the show (not even close) but with your vivid descriptions, our imagination ran wild and fulfilled our desire to see them romance post marriage and celebrate their SR 
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