Farmeed Oneshots

5. Bedtime Routine

I heard the bathroom door and glanced over to see her walk out in her polka-dot pyjamas, her hands were in her hair as she was tying it up. I was hoping she didn't tie it up too tightly, and to my relief she didn't. I love her hair - and I love running my fingers through it whenever I can. I thought she would eventually get annoyed at me for it, but she never says anything.

I smile to myself and look down to my phone, making sure I have checked all my emails. In reality though, I was just trying to pass the time so she could come. Umeed does take her time with her night routine, much longer than the time I take. But I guess women just like putting nice-smelling things on them.

'Farjaad' I looked up and saw her staring at me through the mirror whilst applying some cream on her face.

'Haan' I waited for her to fully spread the cream across her face. It wasn't even something out of the ordinary but I couldn't help but smile at her for it. Just the way her eyes squeezed shut and she childishly abused her face with a hefty amount of cream - it was an endearing sight. Everything she does was an endearing sight. She is a very unique character.

'Aap abhi tak soye nahi' She grabbed her mist bottle and turned around, facing me whilst spraying herself with floral mist. I sighed, shutting my phone and placing it on the side table.

'Tumhara intezaar kar raha hun' I spoke truthfully, watching her raise an eyebrow as she placed the bottle of mist back on the dresser and walked towards the bed, towards me. I don't see why that would be such a surprising thing?

'Kiyun?' She slanted her head, looking at me intently. Was it odd to wait for your wife before bed? I don't suppose so. Or is it that the time was currently 10:15pm and that I was supposed to be asleep fifteen minutes ago? She glanced over to the clock once more before joining me on the bed, slipping inside the duvet and resting her back on the double pillows behind her.

'Yaar I miss you' I sheepishly confessed, facing her and trying to persuade her by displaying my most innocent and amiable eyes. She furrowed her eyebrows for a second, looking lost in thought.

'Bhala mujhe dekhna kaafi hota hai?' If this was any other time, I'd have to roll my eyes. This girl really does have the utmost confidence in herself. Especially when it comes to me. She knows how bad I need her all the time, and she always tries to use it to boost her ego. However, she wasn't wrong, so I can't say anything to her. On top of that, I feel cuddly, so I'll let have another victory to her name.

'Arey wohi to. Mera dil hi nahi bharta.' I reached out to her hand, caressing her fingers before intertwining them into mine. Her hands were so pretty, so soft.

'Acha ab mein aa gayi hun na. Ab aap so jayen, kal uthna bhi to hai.' I had gotten the idea that she was concerned for my sleep. In the past, my lack of sleep may have resulted in me making an absolute fool of myself, multiple times, so I guess her concern was valid.

'Itni fikkar' I asked her, seeing her crack a smile and shrug her shoulders. She descended on to the bed, no longer sitting and lying down instead. Our fingers were still intertwined. She rested on her side so she could face me.

'Fikar nahi, aap khud nahi uthte, aur aapka alarm mera sar kha raha hota hai' She politely scolded me, shaking her head. I lowered myself too, both our bodies facing one another. She had a content look on her face, her eyes locked to mine. I felt as if I saw a spark in them. She had beautiful eyes. Her eyes were like the colour of coffee made from the strongest of brown coffee beans. The imminent spark in her eyes sent an array of thoughts in my head, with one though I couldn't help but say out.

'Suno' She looked at me, eyes lighting up more. 'Jab time aye, I want our baby to have your eyes' I slurred, watching her as she deciphered my words. 'Mein chahta hun uski aankhein tumhari jesi khubsoorat aur chammakti hui ho.' My focus on her eyes was so intense that I was able to physically see them dilate and bloom. This was another thing I loved about her eyes, they talk on behalf of her. The radiance of her emotions was bright.

She brought our intertwined fingers up to her face and placed a kiss on my knuckles, her other hand covering my hand as she brought it close to her heart. I softened to her touch, feeling her warmth travel through from hand to my whole body.

'Aur meh chahti hun uska aap jesa piyaar karne wala dil hoye. Jo kisi ke liye kabhi bura na chahe' She spoke back, looking up me and giving me a toothy smile. I will stay awake for this girl every day if I had to. This time makes up for my missed minutes of sleep, and this is worth it. If anything, I was willing to give up more time if needed.

'Waise... abhi to koi iraada nahi hai na' I casually asked her, seeing her eyebrows furrow as she looked at me displeasingly.

'Tobah karein, abhi to bilkul nahi' Her assertive clarification was quick enough to disclose on this topic. And I was relieved, because truthfully, I'm not that fond of the idea of becoming a father just yet. It's definitely something i think about, and look forward to - but not now. Now was our time.

'Chalo, bacha banana kaun sa muskhil kaam hai.' I tried to be smooth with my tone, slowly hinting at my intentions without sounding too eager. I pulled my hand away from Umeed's grasp and reached up to her hair, holding on the few strands as I make my move. 'In fact, abhi sif das baj rahe-'

'Farjaad aap so jaein kal office jana hai aur mein thak gayi hun' She flipped to the other side and pulled the quilt over her, completely concluding the conversation. Well, that plan was an absolute flop.

To be fair, she was right. It was already late, and I had work. That was a failed attempt. I guess it really was time for me to sleep after successfully making a fool out of myself once more.

'Goodnight' I said and reached out to close the lamp, yawning as I realized that I really should be sleeping right now.

'Goodnight' She muttered. I lied down, properly pulling the quilt over myself and closing my eyes, hoping to dose off quickly to get some extra minutes of my precious sleep. It is a very likely possibility that I will be regretting this tomorrow.

'Farjaad mujhe thand lag rahi hai.' And I was lucky it was dark, because I was smiling like an absolute fool hearing that from her all of a sudden. I guess she didn't want me away from her, or at least she wasn't suggesting that I keep no contact. Because the classic "thand lag rahi hai" was her way of telling me to cuddle her or spoon her, and I loved hearing those code words. A giggle almost escaped my mouth, but I pressed my lips together tightly. I scooted closer to her and wrapped my arm over her body, pushing her closer to me to the point I could smell the scent of her shampoo.

I love this girl so much.