𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 🤍

𝙲𝙷 8. Mrs. Kashyup.

Shiva pouts and speaks, “I do have feelings for you! And you can't talk to me like this. I am a fragile human now!” He whined like a kid and pulled her in for a kiss, pulling her onto his lap. She broke the kiss and shockingly looked at him.

He makes an innocent face and dips his head into her neck. “I feel a lot for you, more than I should,” he huskily whispered and placed a kiss there.

Raavi blushed and pulled him into a tight hug. Shiva whined loudly. “Aise hug mat kara kar, your milkers are literally on my face,” Raavi gasped and hit his shoulder, getting off his lap.

“Ab dekho, tumhe na hug karongi na kiss karne dungi! Back to just friends,” she strictly spoke, going towards the bed, but he pulled her back and hugged her stomach.

“No, mamma! I will die without you!” he cutely murmured, tightly clutching her in his arms. “Chalo bas karo!” She moved away and started drying his hair again.

“Shiva, mai kya keh rahi thi. Ab tum theek ho na?” she asked him. Shiva smiled and replied, “Haan.”

“Toh kya kal hum ghumne jaaye? Please,” Raavi suggested, making a pleading face. “Haan, zaroor. Tu ghar mein baithne thodi aayi hai,” Shiva responded back immediately, agreeing. He would love to spend time with her. Raavi hugged him from behind and said, “Thank you, Shiva.”

Shiva smiled as she continued to dry his hair. He noticed her dress. “Why did you change your clothes?”

Raavi replied, “wo tumne sar rakh tho oil lagya isliye change karliya.” But the truth is she wanted to wear his clothes only because they are very comfy and she likes smelling like him, but then he would again be awkward.

“Oh,” he murmured, but in his mind, he pouted. She looks very cute in his clothes, why did she have to change into her clothes? Shiva interrupted her, saying, “That's enough, mai vest pehenleta hu.” He walked towards his cupboard and put on his vest. He looked at his shirt he wore yesterday and then at Raavi.

He then threw a shirt at Raavi. “Shiva, what are you–”

“Wear that!” he ordered, heading towards the bed.

Raavi smiled and went into the bathroom to change. She came back and saw Shiva lying on the bed with his eyes closed. She went towards him, ruffled his hair, and started to leave. But he held her hand and asked, “Where are you going?”

“Bahar couch pe so ja,” she replies. What? Shiva almost shouted, she isn't going to sleep with him? Is it because of the kiss? He shouldn't behave this way with her. He mentally made a note. He turns sad and thinks for an excuse. He still wants to sleep with her. “Wo... raat ko bahut awaaz aate hai bahar se.”

Raavi shrugs her shoulders, controlling her smile, “Chalega.”

Shiva tries to think of another excuse, “Ummm... koi billi, kutta, chipkali, cockroach, kuch bhi aa sakta hai bahar.”

Raavi bites her lips, trying to control her laugh, “Mai soti hui rahungi, mujhe kya farak padh jayega?” she says, smiling at him.

Shiva frowns and mentally hits his head on the wall, “Aur wo mai akela rehta hu na, toh ek aur blanket nahi hai.”

Raavi shakes her head and says, “Mai so jayungi, Shiva. Bye, goodnight.” She starts to go, but he holds her hand again, “Yahin so jao na, mamma,” he cutely says, making Raavi smile and melt.

Raavi asks him, “Sidhe sidhe nahi bol sakta tha itna ghuma firake?” Shiva orders, “Tu yahin soyegi, samjhi na!” Raavi chuckles and lies on the other side after turning off the light. Both lie facing each other and close their eyes.