The Forgotten Four [Completed]

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"Uncle Ishan!" I yelled looking at the door of the bedroom.

In an about five seconds the door flew open and Ishan snatched me from daddy's arms into his and swang me around in air. I giggled loudly. I loved it when he did this.

"Alright careful," I heard dad say.

Ishan finally stopped and put me on his hip

"stop third wheeling," Ishan glared at daddy. It was a playful one though. I giggled covering my mouth with my little hands.

Dad shook his head, a smile spreading on his face, "so, why'd you come so early?"

Ishan sat on the bed too, putting me on his lap, "the photoshoot got cancelled," he simply said.

Dad nodded.

"And what are you doing here?" Ishan asked dad.

"I got a call from Maya, she said Luck was crying and she missed me,"

I suddenly felt emotional and I hid my face in Ishan's shoulder. I pouted my lips out and started sobbing. It happened so sudden that dad and uncle probably didn't understand anything at all.

I felt guilty. Guilty for disturbing dad whilst he was probably in something more important than my stupid tantrums.

"Hey... What's wrong baby?" Ishan asked rubbing my back gently.

Suddenly I was picked up from Ishan's lap to dad's. I quickly buried my face into his neck and cried.

"Baby, why're you crying?" He asked calmly rubbing his thumb on the bare skin of my lower back. 

"I didw't wanted to distwrb daddy. I ownly missed you," I said sobbing again.

"Why do you think you disturbed me sweety? I'll always have time for you. Nothing is more important than you darling," dad said.

The four year old mind of mine didn't quite understand what he said but it did made me calm down.

"Hey, do you want icecream?" Ishan asked suddenly.

"Chewrry on top," I muttered into dad's neck. I felt him chuckle as his Adam's apple moved too.

"Yeah, and cherry on top," Ishan repeated and chuckled.

Ishan left me and dad alone again.

"You okay sun?" Dad asked.

"I'm nwt swn, I'm dawghter," I corrected him.

"Not the son-son, the sunshine sun," he giggled rubbing him thumb on my cheek.

"I'm sun?" I asked.

Dad shook his head, "you're my universe,"

I giggled, "I lowe you,"

Dad smiled and kissed between my eyebrows, "love you too,"

*Click*

Our head snapped towards the door where Ishan stood with a camera in his hands. He smirked.

"I swear I've enough photos to fill a full album of you both cuddle like this," Ishan laughed and put his camera on the table beside the door.

I frowned my eyebrows, "icecrweam?"

"It'll be delivered in an about ten minutes. The Ice-cream in our fridge is only an empty box right now,"

I giggled.

"You ate it awll," I pointed a finger at him. He surrendered his hands in air.

"Aama wowld slap your head if she was here twday," I giggled in my 100% accurate imagination.

Ishan suddenly looked at me in realisation. He frowned looking down in his lap. I looked up at daddy frowning too, "he's sad." I whispered to him. Dad nodded his head.

"It's okay Ishan. We'll find a way,"

"How Venky? Finally I though I would be able to live with my family but ofcourse that old man has to ruin it everytime," Ishan said.

I frowned.

"Papa's not an old man," I defended. I didn't know how but I knew he was talking about pappa.

"Look who's in his favour," Ishan said in a bad-bad mood.

"Ishan, look at that your attitude of yours," dad warned "— and about being with our family. We'll find a way. If we couldn't, then maybe that will be our fate,"

Ishan frowned. I pressed my head against dad's chest. Observing the situation wisely.

"You mean you're giving up?" Ishan said in disbelief.

"I'm not giving up," dad sighed. "we'll have to wait,"

"I can't wait. I miss Aana and mom way too much for that," Ishan said having a voice crack in the end.

"Hey look at me," dad leaned forward and placed a hand on Ishan's shoulder who kept quite looking at dad.

"We couldn't talk to Aana before because she was scared of us. But look at the bright side now. She trusts us, so much. She loves us and we know that. We have our little sister's trust with us now. That's a brilliant sign and a brilliant start atleast,"

Ishan nodded and sniffled, "but how cruel is he. He made her believe that we would hurt her. That's so ridiculous. He made her hate her own brothers. That's—" Ishan stopped when he heard me gasp.

"Pappa did whawt?"

"Ishan," dad's voice was a warning one. "think while you talk in front of this four year old,"

Ishan muttered a sorry.

*Ding*

"That's our ice-cream" Ishan smiled lightly and got up leaving in a sad mood.

"Dadda?" I asked

Dad hummed against my back.

"Uncle Ishan is swd," I said turned around and circling my legs around dad's waist.

"I know. He'll be okay,"

"He'll be okwy when he'll mwet Aama,"

Dad gave a amused smile to me, "That is so cleaver for a four year old," dad said proudly and kissed my forehead. I giggled and hid my face into the cork of his neck.

I love you dad <3

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