(ch-2 updated)wait! but what are we gonna name our baby? :kabir's pov

I loved the sound of my feet pounding on the pavement, the whipping through my hair. I loved the serenity that the early morning brings, the stillness of the world before all the traffic and the man made noise.

As i rounded my last corner, finishing out my morning run, I almost slammed into a guy with a camera standing on my block.

Reporter : 'Kabir Sharma ! he is here !!'. He shouted, which immediately started a frenzy.

Shit.

I weaved my way through the mass of the paparazzi currently outside my home, all of which where snapping pictures of me.

Reporter 1 : 'kabir what's the gender of the baby ?' one of the guys with a cameraman asked

Reporter 2 : 'when is the due date ?' another man asked practically shoving the camera into my face as if trying to bloody hit me !

I let myself inside the house locking the door behind me.

I was greeted by the sound of music meaning that ananya was already up.

K : 'good morning' I shouted

A : 'In the living room' she called back

I stopped for a bottle of water in the kitchen before making my way back to the living room. I shoved the water out of my mouth when i saw Ananya standing on a ladder, dusting the fans

Only my 9 month pregnant wife would do that at 7:18 in the morning

K : 'Ananya' i said rushing to her aid in order to get her down

A : 'I am fine' she informed me

Stubborn As Always

K : 'I'm sure you are' i took the duster from her hand 'but this can wait'.

A : 'It's so dirty up there, when was the last time we dusted the fans ?' she said while pouting like a little kid, damm this girl is gonna be my death i swear to god.

K : 'Why don't we have breakfast?'

A : 'why don't we go out?' she suggested

K : 'Yeah with all your friends waiting for us outside we sure may, let's go' ( cough, sarcasm, cough )

She broke out into an chirpy smile and squeezed both of my cheeks with her hands

A : 'It's not my fault that the whole India wants to know about the personal life of the business tycoon Kabir Sharma who has managed to bag all the business man of the year awards since 5 years'

I swear this pregnancy was getting into her head.

A : 'Okay fine i want something with pickles and ice-cream'

K : 'pickles and ice-cream together?'

A : 'yup, butterscotch that sounds heavenly'

Like i said this was getting into her head

K : 'okay, love' i said while moving forward to kiss her forehead;

I gathered some pickles and ice-cream from the fridge

A : 'babe?' she said I knew it was followed by a request but i couldn't say no to her because Ananya Kashyap has got me wrapped around her fingers.

A : 'you need to clean the car and dust these fans'

K : 'why ?'

A : 'do you want us to welcome our baby in this home with dirty fans and a dirty car?'

She said looking clearly hurt.

K : 'okay I'll ask someone to do all these

A : 'Everyone's on holiday for a week' she informed while smiling ear to ear 'I want some privacy for our new born'

My wife was something else

K : 'okay love, the baby will come into this world with a sparkling car and beautiful fans; think it's done when Kabir Sharma is there at your service'

She laughed taking a bite of her pickle

K : 'And whatever else the baby wants' I added because i couldn't say no to Ananya, not know and not ever.

A : 'wait but what are we gonna name our baby?'

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Ch 2 - PG 3

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