I believe that your soul and my soul are very old friends.
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A : Shivaay. Wake up. Wake up man. Leave your beautiful sleep and look at me. Baby, wake up. Such a dinosaur you are.
Annika groaned whilst smacking his back. For that, he squirmed a little and adjusted himself on the bed. Sleeping on his abdomen, hugging the bolster, with slightly ajar mouth and messy hair. If she doesn't find the sight to be insanely cute yet sexy, then what else.
Annika bent down and kept her front on his back. She left feather kisses from his ear to cheek. Shivaay smiled and turned around to hug her. His arms around her gently, that still gives the space to breathe.
S : Good morning, love.
A : A very good morning, baby. Give me a morning kiss.
S : My mouth is yuck.
A : I don't care. Give me a kiss.
S : It will stink. Good air is important for a kiss.
A : And why do we exactly concern about the good air when it's a cheek kiss ?
S : You...wait, you were talking about a cheek kiss ?
A : Someone's thought is running dirty, I guess.
S : You spoilt me.
A : Then, I need a shoulder pat. I managed to bring out something hanky-panky from your sainthood.
S : Love, don't tease me.
Annika smiled and kissed his both cheeks. He happily reciprocated on her cheeks. The kisses were so soft and with the smallest hint of happily married.
A : I prepared the breakfast. And yeah, I just received an e-mail from pentagram design studio. We'll be interning from tomorrow. Get ready boss.
S : Tomorrow ? It means I have to wake up early. That's a burden.
A : Oii. Right after we got graduated from formal study, without getting up to speed with the relevant software or looking for a job, we did freelancing. You were so active then. Now, we have to face the real-projects with good organisation. Don't be sluggish and get up. Get up, baby.
S : Fine. Fine. Such a lengthy explanation for a simple thing.
A : I'll pull out your murmuring tongue.
S : I'll tell to Maa. You're scolding me, too much.
A : Go ahead. I'll tell to Papa. You're being too lazy bum.
Shivaay frowned and sat on the bed, having her opposite.
S : I'll complain first.
A : I won't let you.
S : My reason is valid.
A : I'll expire it. Don't worry. I'll make sure your call won't reach Maa.
Shivaay pushed out his bottom lip, in defeat. Annika raised her eyebrow and smirked.
S : Devil.
A : You love this devil.
S : You're a kind of devil, even angel fall in love with you. And so me.
A : I'm impressed. Totally.
S : Thanks to your english movies.
A : The term is called Hollywood movies, not english.
S : They converse in english, so automatically we can call them english movies.
A : Don't debate. But wait. Did you just called yourself an angel, sometimes before ?
S : Haan. I'm a male angel. See.
He winged his arms whilst she chuckled pulling his cheeks.
A : Now, Mister Male Angel. Kindly go and have a bath. Eat the breakfast that I'd prepared. I'll get some fruits from the supermarket. Ok. Love you.
S : Love you too. Come back as fast as the lightning.
A : I'm not a Wonder Woman.
S : You're my Woman.
A : Don't melt my whole existence with your love, now. Bye.
Shivaay ran his fingers through his hair and fell back on the bed. The smile on his face radiated through his whole face.
A : Get up, male angel!
Shivaay shrieked in her shout from farther.
S : Devil. My devil.
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O : So ?
S : So ?
O : Do not repeat. So ?
S : What ?
O : Question for a question cannot be termed as an answer. What happened yesterday night ?
S : I slept hugging my bolster. What else ?
O : Has anything happened between you and her ? Anything, something ?
S : I slept on the right side, and she slept on the left side. That's all happened between us.
O : What the Hell!
S : Stop screaming. Your rubbish voice is tearing my eardrum.
O : Nothing happened ?
S : Yes.
O : A kiss ? At least a smooch ? Say a no, I'll burn your ass.
S : Nahi. I didn't pronounced a no, so you can't burn my cute little ass.
O : Cute little ass, my foot! You're such a disgrace.
S : Don't talk as if you gave birth and raised me till now.
O : If I was your father, I would have bury you in my backyard. Long back. What's so tough for you to pull and kiss her ?
S : She was just in-front of me. Why would I pull her ?
O : Argh! So, you just brought the milk, drank and slept like a jerk.
Shivaay whistled on the other side enraging Omkara. Even more.
O : I wish I could kill you. Virtually.
S : You're not blessed to that extent, beta.
O : Shut up. She taught you to kiss, to hug, and god knows what else. Can't you initiate something for her ?
S : So, basically you're asking me to initiate se—ok that.
O : Then what ?!
S : But, how ?
O : I can't teach you how to have sex with your wife, duffer! Be sensible.
S : Okay. Help me.
O : How can I ? I'm not married.
S : When I was in the initial stage of love, you were already in the phase of biting and transferring saliva. If not you, who else know such things.
O : Yuck! It's called kiss.
S : In scientifically, I called it right.
O : Hell with you science. Say please, I'll help you.
S : I'll post your ugly pictures. Now, come again.
O : You're a devil!
S : Hey no! I'm a Mister Male Angel.
O : I'm trying. Trust me, I'm trying my best to not let any profanities. I'll break your so-called angel wings, Shivaay.
S : Bleh. Will you help me or not ?
O : Okay. Start from seducing. Eventually you both will end up in doing that.
S : Doing what ?
O : Sex, moron. Don't annoy me.
S : Okay. Teach me about seducing. Thank you.
Omkara breathed a deep sigh. His habit of saying thanks before the opposite could react, never changed. This day should be centred in his history. He's giving lectures on How To Seduce Your Wife to his best friend. Can be damned!
O : What are you wearing ?
S : Dress, of course.
O : Fu——Button shirt or t-shirt or hoodie ?
S : Button shirt. With eight buttons.
O : Argh! Unbutton top three. Be revealing.
Shivaay scrunched his face whilst looking down at the buttons.
O : Don't freak out like a deer caught on headlights.
S : Should I bring milk like you suggested for yesterday ?
O : You're going to seduce your wife. Yesterday remained and rotted yesterday. Act bold and keep your tone husky. Intimidate her with your touches.
S : I never know seducing would be so cheap.
O : Now. Just shut up and execute.
S : All the best, Shivaay. I congratulated myself. I'll do it, yes!
O : Now, let me be in peace.
S : But, your ugly picture will be released on your birthday. Be anticipated.
O : Dare you do that! Bloody Bastard!
S : Bye-bye Male Prostitute.
O : Wait——
Shivaay chuckled hanging up the call. On the other side, Annika hung up the call with Rudra and walked inside, cheerfully. She went inside and looked for him.
A : Where has he gone now ? Shivaay. Oh, Mister Male Angel. Where are you ?! I go——
As she turned around. Her jaw touched the floor seeing him.
To be Continued....
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Gratitude, Love Comrade.