..Preet..
I woke up to most serene face. I smiled looking at my husband and traced his face with my fingers and he smiled sensing my touch. I raised higher on my elbow and kissed his cheek getting off the bed.
The moment I moved out of his grip, he started stirring.
I slowly caressed his hair.
Picking my dupatta from beside I placed it next to him.
Within minutes I was in the washroom completing my morning routine.
Later I got dressed in a pretty orange anarkali and walked out.
I smiled looking at the sleeping figure of my husband and then moved towards the mirror. My Red and White chura and dark henna enhancing my look all the more. I was about to pin my hair in a neat bun when his voice stopped me from doing so.
"Don't even try." He warned.
"So you are awake huh.?" I asked keeping the pin back on the dressing table.
I turned around just to find him laying down on the bed with his eyes closed.
"Since last 37 minutes 24 seconds." He replied.
I looked up at the watch.
"The moment I got up?" I asked.
"No the moment you walked out of my embrace." He replied.
I looked down feeling shy and whispered,"Kabir!" In a really low voice I doubt he could hear.
That moment that one word sounded like a prayer to me.
Within seconds he was in front of me.
"Dabi dabi saanson mein suna tha maine, Bole bina mera naam aaya ."
( In the low voice of the breath, I'd heard my name
Without you saying it.)
He placed his hand beneath my chin and raised my face higher.
"Palkein jhuki aur uthne lagi to Haule se uska salaam aaya."
( When the eyelashes started falling and then rising
Slowly her greetings came)
He completed. I looked up at him in his eyes. He gave me a heart warming smile and kissed my forehead.
"Good Morning Shortcake." He wished and then moved towards the wardrobe.
I held his wrist pulling him back.
He looked shocked.
I rubbed my lips against his.
"Good Morning Kabir.", I wished back.
I smirked at my effect on him. He unfortunately noticed my smirk and pulled me closer holding my waist and claimed my lips, wiping my lipstick away.
Breaking the kiss he said.
"This is the Best Morning." I reposed my forehead on his smiling.
A few minutes later I walked back to the dressing table while he went to the washroom.
I slowly crept to his wardrobe and removed some clothes for him which included a plain white tee and blue rugged jeans.
Within minutes he was out of the washroom dressed in the clothes I selected.
I too was done completing my look with long dangling earrings.
He walked behind me and I smiled looking at his reflection through the mirror.
I picked up the vermilion box and was about to apply it when he stopped me turning me to face him.
He held my shoulders and asked.
"Preet can I ask you for something?" He asked or more like pleaded.
I nodded in affirmation.
"Can I mark you as mine every morning?" He asked with utmost sincerity eyeing the box of vermilion.
I tear of ecstasy escaped my eye. I picked the box and placed it in his hand.
"You have every right to mark me yours." I replied.
He smiled genuinely taking the box from my hand and applied the vermilion on my hairline and kissed the exact spot.
Together we got down only to be greeted with utter silence.
The moment we stepped the last staircase we heard blasts of balloons and party poopers while everyone shouted a "Welcome!".
I was shocked but Kabir just gave casual looks as if expecting the same.
I hugged almost everyone a good morning.
Kabir and I together seeked blessings from the elders.
After breakfast I was asked to prepare something sweet as a tradition marking my entrance in the kitchen.
I was about to get up when Abhi commented.
"I think we should keep Kabir away from Preet while she is cooking."
All of us looked at him with a big question mark on our faces when he completed.
"I mean as it their chemistry is sooo hot I am afraid they would burn the whole kitchen down."
All let out a chuckle but my man being the ass he is commented back.
"My house, my wife why are you so worried buddy." He said with his full time smirk while I blushed to the darker shade of red.
I picked up two cushions and chucked it at both of them.
Kabir dodged it while Abhi laughed getting hit by a cushion on his face.
I gave both of them a sick smile and walked to the kitchen.
I knew exactly everything in the kitchen which was a bonus so picking up the required material I got to my work.
After around 45 minutes I was whipping the cream while the cupcakes were in the oven when i felt a pair of arms sliding across my waist.
He swiftly opened my hair hiding himself in the crook of my neck.
"Kabir let me work." I warned him.
"You do yours, I'll continue with mine." He replied kissing my shoulder blade.
With hitched breaths and gasps I continued.
It was only when Papa called Kabir that he left.
After another 30 minutes or so I was done with the cupcakes.
With the help of the servants I took the plates out.
Everyone gorged on the poor little pudding while Kabir was on the phone.
"Did you and Bhai have a fight?" Kashish asked suddenly gaining mine and Kabir's instant attention.
"No why?" I asked.
"Because I can find every single flavor except red velvet and Bhai only likes red velvet."
This was it Kabir practically scanned the whole table while I pressed my tongue between my teeth and cursed.
"Shit."
Kabir as expected stomped his way to the room banging the door.
"He truly is a kid." I commented in a low voice but to my utter bad luck Meera Maa heard me.
"A stubborn one." She completed and every single person let out a chuckle while I smirked.
Why I smirked because you possibly cannot expect me to forget his preference. I had already placed a set of red velvet cupcakes in my room with a single red rose.
Within 3 minutes I heard my name being called as expected.
I hurriedly made my way up.
The moment I opened the door he pulled me shutting it and before I could utter a word he shushed me claiming my lips in his.
It took me a second to react but I did respond.
Breaking the kiss he picked up the cupcake and made me eat it and then ate it from the same part.
I smiled at his stupid antics.
Reposing his forehead on mine he commented.
"I want all my mornings to be this beautiful."
"They will be." I promised intertwining our fingers.