RiAnsh OS: Hungry

Hello, peeps! This is my first ever attempt at writing an OS. It's kind of a different format; a dialogue-only one shot. I've have read these before, but trying my hand at writing one for the first time. Hope you all will like this❤️

RiAnsh OneShot: Hungry

“I am hungry”

“And, hello to you, too. What’s wrong?”

“I already told you what’s wrong. I am hungry.”

“It’s 1:00 in the night, Vansh! Did you call me at 1:00 in the night to tell me that you are hungry? I thought something has gone wrong with our deal!”

“Something has gone wrong, Riddhima! I am hungry! HUNGRY! STARVING! FAMISHED! Do you understand, now? How many times do I have to repeat myself? I am-”

“….Yeah, yeah, I got it, okay? Stop shouting!”

“Well, what am I supposed to do, then, if not shout? Just die of starvation? Go to bed on an empty stomach? Faint from dehydration and nutrient-”

“….oh, you are such a drama queen. Why can’t you simply go, and eat something? You will wake up the family with your damn shouting.”

“Oh, wow, you are so worried about the family. And not an ounce of the same worry, or concern about your poor, little boyfriend who is just minutes away from dying. You are such a cold, heartless wom-”

“….Vansh!"

“.…What?!”

“….Just go, and eat something, why don’t you? How is calling me here in Delhi, and unnecessary wasting my time going to help you?”

“Oh, okay. Now, a guy can’t even call his girlfriend in his time of need, and share his problems with her. That is ‘wasting of time’. It’s okay, Riddhima. I’ve learnt my lesson. I won’t disturb you now. You go and do-”

“…. Bappa, please give me patience to deal with this guy… Vansh, you do realize that you own a chain of restaurants, and literally have an army of chefs-world-renowned chefs- at your beck and call? This huge ‘problem’ of yours has a very easy solution. Just. Go. To. The. Kitchen. And. Eat. Something.”

“I don’t like their food. They are not-”

“….What?! You don’t like their food?! Have you gone totally mad?!They are famous-”

“….you.”

“What?!”

“Are you deaf? Can you not hear anymore?”

“Vansh!!”

“I said I don’t like their food, because they are not you. They don’t have your magic. Nobody makes dal-chawal and meethi bhaat like you do, baby.”

“…..”

“…..”

“What? Hello? Hello? Riddhima?! Hello? Riddh-

“Stop shouting, Vansh. I am here. And, I haven’t gone deaf, despite your constant hollering in my ears.”

“So…what? Nothing to say? This is how you respond when the owner of one of the leading hotel and restaurant chains in India says that he loves your food more than those of the fancy chefs that his restaurants employ? Really?”

“No, that’s how I respond when the owner of one of the leading hotel and restaurant chains in India is my boyfriend of two years, and I am the Head Chef of his flagship restaurant, and also, a shareholder. I know exactly what you like, Vansh.”

“And, still you had no qualms about leaving your sweet, loving, caring boyfriend behind to shrivel away from malnutrition, while you go around vacationing and stuffing your face with delicacies from Delhi.”

“A) You are not shriveling away from malnutrition, stop being so dramatic, and, B) I am not on a vacation in Delhi, and I am certainly not stuffing my face with some delicacies. I am here on business- our business. You know if we get this deal, we’ll be able to expand our brand in the European market.”

“And, Angre was handling all that. You didn’t have to go too.”

“You know I had too. Because you couldn’t, and Angre cannot handle everything. And, they wanted to meet the main chef behind the dishes served at our restaurants. Now, stop whining, and go check your fridge.”

“Whatever. I want you back here in two days, or I swear, I’ll fire all the chefs in your absence, and sit on a hunger strike outside of our restaurant in Mumbai, holding placards with your face on them, telling everyone what a cruel person you are, who has absolutely no compassion for her boyfriend’s pain and suffer-”

“Vansh! For the last time-stop talking nonsense, and go check your bloody fridge!”

“And, who is shouting, now? Jeez! You are such a bossy woman, Riddhima. Always shouting and-”

“…..”

“…..”

“…You opened the fridge, yet?”

“…Yeah.”

“…Do you see the dal-chawal, and meethi bhaat there?”

“…Yeah. You made these?”

“…Obviously. You happy now?”

“…Depends. Are you coming back in two days?”

“…Oh, fine, you big baby. I’ll be there in two days. Happy now?!”

“…..”

“…..”

“Hello? Hello? Vansh?”

“Riddhima?”

“Yes, Vansh?”

“I love you”

“ …I know.”

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