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LOL I wrote this while waiting for my friends to finish their language class! š
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This was spur of the moment, inspired actually by Nami di's comment on my FF. (Idk why but the wheels started spinning in my brain when you said you were down with flu! I hope you're better now! š¤)
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"Suraj, for the LAST time," Chakor warned.
"NO."
"Suraj, stop being impossible!"
"NO."
"Suraj..."
"NO."
"Alright, I'm going to my mother's place." And she turned sharply, only to be pulled back by Suraj. If it was any other time, she would have crashed into his chest, but right now, Suraj was unsteady on his feet due to his fever, and hence they ended up falling on the bed, with Chakor on top of him.
She tried to disentangle herself from him, only to be pulled back by him tightening his grip around her waist, smirking up at her.
"You look beautiful today," he murmured as he grinded his abdomen against hers.
Chakor almost hit him, almost, since he was sick and she wasn't no cold hearted beast.
"WHY is that the only part of you that's hale and healthy?!" She screamed in his face and he winced.
"Ouch. Babe, keep the screaming for later, would you?" He slurred. Had she not loved him, Chakor would have surely strangled Suraj.
She pushed herself up, against his hold, and it was easy, because he was weak now.
"Seriously, you aren't even able to think straight because of your fever." She sighed, exasperated.
"Chakor, I'm not sick. I'm fine." He retorted.
"No, you're not! Your temperature's over 102, you hear me?!" She was losing her cool now.
"Yes, I hear you. And I think you damaged my ear drum. Care to check?" He mocked as he pushed his face forward, holding his ear.
"God knows how you're still able to move! Normally, people would be bedridden if their body temperature was so high," Chakor said, concerned.
"I'm not normal, I'm Suraj Rajvanshi," He stated that like it was a rule of the World.
Chakor finally snapped, and pushed him back on the bed, and pulled the covers over him. "You're gonna stay here, and you're gonna have your lunch and then take your meds," she said sternly.
"You're not my mom," Suraj made a face. "Be happy I'm not. And I can be 10 times as worse as her. NOW EAT!" she thrust the plate toward him.
"NO."
"Suraj, don't start with me," Chakor warned. Her husband was literally a baby, a 6 ft. tall one, too.
"I'm not. Look at this! What is this?! It's not lunch!" He said pointing to the plate, and making the face of a kid who's being forced to eat something he doesn't like.
Chakor raised her eyebrows in surprise. She had specially prepared it for him, since he was sick. "What's wrong with the porridge?" She asked softly.
"The whole thing," he said, circling the plate with his hand. "It's tasteless."
"Suraj, your taste buds are not functioning because you're sick."
"I'm not sick,"
"Yes, you are."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"I love you."
"No."
"No?" Chakor gasped in fake shock, and made a pouty face. "Suraj..." she sniffed.
"Nonononono! Not that! You know I love you!" Suraj got up abruptly, only to be sent back down, feeling dizzy.
"Then eat this," Chakor said, picking up a spoonful of porridge.
"Those are two unrelated things." He frowned. By God, how did his brain function so well when he was under the weather? It never performed so well usually. Chakor slapped herself almost for thinking this.
"Suraj, please, for me?" Chakor was seriously exhausted now. And then there was her Maayi, who wanted grandchildren. Like, why? Isn't my husband enough of a kid?
"But it tastes so bad," Suraj said softly, slowly getting up to eat, since after all, never could he refuse Chakor.
Chakor put the spoon down, and keeping the plate on the side table, she leant forward and kissed his cheek. "I promise I'll do whatever you like once you're better," she said.
"Anything I like?" He said suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows. Chakor's jaw dropped. She had meant food. This time she really hit him. "Idiot," she murmured, beet red. He laughed lowly, his voice a bit guttural and throaty due to his fever. He coughed a bit at the end, and Chakor made him gulp down some warm water.
He sat up straight on the bed, and she set the pillow up right for him to rest his back on. Blowing air to cool down the porridge, she fed him morsel by morsel, till the whole cup was finished. He had whined and groaned and complained in between, but she had kept stuffing his mouth.
"Now, was that so hard?" She asked gleefully looking at his ticked off face.
"It still tasted bad." He frowned. Chakor rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes. Now take your meds and go to sleep for a while. You'll feel better." She said, taking out the strips of tablets.
Suraj stared at them for a while, before turning his face and lying down on the bed, comfortably tucked in with the duvet on.
"Don't wanna,"
Chakor just gaped at him. "What? Suraj! You need to take your meds."
"NO."
Not this again. Chakor sighed. "Suraj," she called out to him, in a tone that spoke volumes of her tired state. He peeked at her from under the covers, only his eyes visible to her.
"Only if you feed me mouth to mouth," he winked at her.
THIS MAN! Chakor thought, irritated. "Again, why is THAT," she shouted glaring into the covers at a certain place (Ahem.), "the only part of you that's active?!"
"How should I know? It's half your fault too, for looking so sexy today,"
"Suraj, I'm not wearing anything extraordinary, just a simple salwar suit,"
"Which would look better on the floor, I say." He turned towards her, smiling seductively.
She narrowed her eyes at him. "Keep this up and you'll be sleeping in the guest room," Suraj paled at that. "Now come on, take your meds and go to sleep."
Suraj turned to the other side. "NO."
"Godammit Suraj! Why not?!"
"They taste horrible."
"They don't have ANY taste."
"Exactly. That's why they're horrible."
"Suraj, stop making excuses and take the tablets."
"NO."
"Suraj..."
"NO."
Thus began another cycle of convincing, and when Suraj DID get better, he ended up having to sleep in the guest room for a week. Poor, poor Suraj.
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