OS: Midnight Cravings.
'Asad' Zoya nagged his sleeping form, hoping he would wake up any minute.
'Asaddd!!!' she continued only to receive a muffled groan.
She moved around and pushed his shoulder repeatedly. She saw the blanket wasn't even touching him, it was all on her side. She was about to throw it over him but decided against this since he would get more cozy and won't wake up.
'Mr Khan!! get upp!!!!' after a few seconds she smirked mischievously before going forward to sit on his lap.
Asad bolted up at once with a 'what the hell' look on his face.
'Kya hua ? Why are you waking me up this late?' he grumbled as she got off of him, having accomplished what she wanted to.
'Allah miyan! You're still in bed, get up. We're going out'
'What's wrong with you! Its 12 :00 am. Come on let's sleep' he said bringing his arm forward to hug her but she got up and pouted.
'Little Asad wants to have blueberry cheesecake! And you know how stubborn and grumpy Asads can be, don't you?' she said placing her hand on her tummy which was getting bigger and bigger these days, pouting and ending her statement in sarcasm. He gave her a knowing look.
Ya Allah, another midnight craving. Last night it was pizza, thank god there was left over pizza from what she ordered at lunch. Otherwise I would have gone another night without proper sleep. Today I'm done for. Such a long day at work and now this. He sighed.
'Where are we going to fine blueberry cheesecake at 12:00am jaan? I'll get it for you tomorrow, I promise' he tried to bargain with her, but her knew she won't budge. She would certainly get what she wanted. It annoyed him a bit but he knew it wasn't only her fault. His Zoya was pregnant, these random crazy cravings were expected and he always did his best to get her whatever she wanted, right when she wanted it. He always wanted her to be satisfied and happy, He never complained. But today was different. No, He wasn't fed up of her, he was just tired. He had had such a long exhausting day at work and desired nothing more than a long rest. He thought about seeking the comfort of their bed again but felt guilty as he knew Zoya needed him.
'The old Asad was so romantic. Hayeee! Remember when I was so sad and I didn't even have to tell once. You brought blueberry cheesecake for me. Oye hoyeee.' She said dreamily, resting her chin in her hand.
'Hmph but now, you aren't even taking me on' She said in a voice so sad that he felt like the worst husband ever. He sighed.
'It's not like that, Zoya. Come, Let's go get you your cheesecake. Okay?' He said with a smile. Anything for his love.
'Yippeee!!!! You're the best babyyy' she winked and immediately got up and ready.
Asad yawned as he headed toward the closet to get changed.
She linked their hand and showed him a smile full of teeth, just like a child would do when she got her way.
Soon after both headed out and arrived at a restaurant after much time. Asad thanked Allah they had blueberry cheesecake there otherwise he would have been done for. They chatted while Zoya religiously savored her desert. Satisfied with her belly full of cheesecake, they left about an hour later. An already tired Asad had to lift the sleeping Zoya out of the car and to their room. He caressed her face lovingly as he set her down on the bed and then moved over to his side.
3:00am
Zoya's sleep stirred, she opened her eyes and smiled at the sleeping form before her.
She shifted closer to him and saw his body was uncovered, the whole blanket on her side of their bed. She felt apologetic and at fault and draped it around him. She then remembered going for cheesecake.
'Wait, how did I get in bed?' she quietly questioned herself. She felt guilty as hell when she realized Asad would have carried her all the way. She looked at him closely. Even in his sleep he looked tense. His shoulders were very slightly relaxed. He looked worn out. She had been so carried away in her pregnancy and mood swings she hadn't bothered to pay so much attention to him lately. His forehead was creased with lines of stress. She hadn't realized exactly how much he had been doing for her in recent times. He juggled it so well. Maybe too well. Always having time for her, always getting her what she wanted irrespective of time or his daily duties as well as handling his office.
In that moment she suddenly felt responsible for his overworked and stressed state. Her conscience together with her pregnancy mood swings made her feel like the most horrible wife and she felt tears stinging in her eyes. She leaned forward to touch him but felt she was not worthy and got up to head towards the balcony in their room.
Her sniffles and weeping woke Asad up. He looked over to her side of the bed and found her missing. He felt his heart skip a beat as he jumped up. Before he could further panic though, he heard the sounds more clearly and noticed she was in the porch by their room.
He approached her hoping not to startle her, and called out to her.
'Zoya! Zoya what's the matter?' he said gently, turning her to face him.
'I.. I'm sorry' she spluttered out, coughing in between her tears.
He looked at her puzzled and then took her inside for some water when she continued coughing. He sat her down on the bed and held the glass to her mouth.
'Are you okay now?' he asked rubbing her back with one hand and setting the glass on the bedside table with the other.
'No. I am sorry Asad. I didn't realize how much you're doing for me. How much work you do already. I shouldn't have put so much extra on your plate. I should have known better but aap jante hai na how stupid I am! I didn't even take time to appreciate everything you do for me.'
Before she could continue, he cut her off ' Zoya where is all this coming from? Why all this so suddenly? And No you don't have to feel bad about anything. You know how much I love you. Stop saying all these..'
'Yes I do! I know now that every night I pull the blanket away from you, that's how you end up cold and sneezing every morning but you never complain! Whenever I need something you rush to me no matter what you have planned before. You sacrifice so much. And look at you you're tired and I still made you carry me for stupid cheesecake. I am sorry Asadd I really am' she said , her tears spilling off her cheeks more profusely.
'Shhh' he said as he wiped her tears and took her in for a hug. He kissed her forehead and rocked her gently till her crying subsided.
'You know, after we got married, I thought you might get a bit saner or smarter. But I was wrong' he said in a light tone in an attempt to make her laugh. She just pouted and slapped his arm, burying herself deeper into his neck.
'if I don't do all this for you, who will? I don't complain because I don't mind. Everything I do is for you and our little one' He caressed her tummy before continuing.
'Sometimes it gets hard but that's just part of it. I would admit, you overdo it sometimes' he laughed.
'But that's why I love you. And I don't want you to change. Maybe you could ease me up a bit but don't feel like a burden to me, Zoya. That's what Im here for.' He kissed her hair.
'Aap inte achi kyun hai?' She asked, pulling out of his embrace.
'Because I have you' he whispered, making her blush. Yes, Mrs Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan still blushed. After 2 years of marriage, they still behaved like teenagers madly in love.
'Come on, let's get some sleep.' He said and both climbed up and laid down.
He was about to get up when she held his arm. She knew what he was going to do.
'Nahi. I'll share it. I promise!' she smiled.
He grinned, ' you sure?' He continued to tease her. ' It's okay if you want the blanket to yourself, you know, especially because you sort of need the whole thing to cover yourself. You've become so big'
'Allah miyan!!!' she exclaimed, earning a hearty laugh from him. Her heart warmed up to the sweet sound of his laughter and she shot him her dimpled smile.
He scooted over towards her as she spread the blanket over them like a tent and came over him.
'I love you Asad. I love you sooo much.' She extended her arms, gesturing really how much. ' Thanks to Allah for giving me someone as amazing as you. And thank you for being the best husband I could ever ask for' She leaned down to kiss him, he smiled onto her lips.
'Oyee hoyeee' he grinned.
'I love you too, Zoya. I love you too' he said becoming all serious and let her come off of him. He hugged her from the back and kissed her cheek before softly saying ' Good night Mrs Asad Ahmed Khan'
She placed her hand onto his, which was around her waist, and said' You too, Jahanpana six packs!' She felt his chest vibrate as he silently laughed. He turned her slightly, just enough to capture her lips with his. She sighed into his kiss and turned completely to kiss him back properly. Her hand snaked up behind his neck and he pulled her tighter against him.
'OH, so suddenly you're not tired anymore' she said gasping for breath.
He nodded a 'No' before claiming her lips with his again.
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random OS i wrotee recently while going gaga thinking about how AsYa's kids might be😆😆😆 leave your comments plz and really hope you guys enjoy this😉
~lots of love, vaish🤗
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