Parth was sleeping and after eating something.. Shivangi went to check on Parth.

It was time for his medicines.. and so she first got all his medicines and glass of water ready, and then decided to wake him up. She wasn't really interested in waking him up because he was sleeping very comfortably.

But for the medicines, she gently sat down on the edge of the bed, next to Parth. She gently massaged his head, ruffled her fingers through his hair and whispered in his ears..

"Parth?!
Please uthke davai le lo...
Please uth jaao..
Davai kha ke so jaana...", After some time, he opened his eyes and placed his head in Shivangi's lap.

"Dard ho raha hai yaar Shivangi!", He winced in pain.. as he snuggled more into Shivangi.

"Haan.. to davai le lo na apni.. utho..", Shivangi supported his head by her hand and gently made him sit..

He had his medicines and instead of going back to sleep in bed, he snuggled into Shivangi.

"Kya.. kya ho gaya.. theek se so jaao na... Rest karna hai tumko..", she said.

"Tum bhi leto na..", he pouted cutely.

"Tum so jaao.. main thodi der mein sooungi..", she caressed his cheek.

"Kyun?!!!
Tumko kya karna hai?!!!!", He asked.

"Arre thoda kuch ghar sametna hai.. bohot faila hua hai..", Shivangi said and freed herself from Parth's grip and went outside the room.

*Parth's P.O.V.*

I don't know.. ever since Shivangi woke me up for my medicines, she was behaving weird..

Even when I asked her to sleep beside me, she went away giving an excuse.
I was thinking of all this when I dozed off..
I woke up from my sleep around 12:30... And felt the the other side of the bed with my hand, hoping to find Shivangi there... But she was still out of the room...

What is even wrong with her?!

"SHIVANGI!!
SHIVANGIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!", I called out but there was no response.

Finally, I mustered up the courage to get up from bed, took my walker and very slowly, walked out of the room..

"Shivangi.. shivangi kahan ho?!", I called out to her from the living area as well.. but yet again, there was no response.

She had left her phone in the room and so I couldn't even call her..
It is after five minutes, that I noticed that the lights of the balcony were switched on.

"Yeh baahar kya kar rahi hai iss samay?!", I remarked to myself and walked upto the door of the balcony.

"Shivangi???", I opened the door and called out her name..

"Parth?!
Tum yahan...
Tum yahan kyun aaye???
Chalo.. room mein chalo..", she didn't let me speak and just held me by my shoulders and took me into the room..
She neither looked at me nor uttered a single syllable.

She put me in bed and turned to leave when I held her hand and stopped her..

"Kya hua?
Kuch chahiye tumko?!", She asked without facing me.

"Haan..", I answered.

"Kya..? Batao?!?", She asked again, still facing her back towards me.

"Tu.. mujhe tu chahiye..", I said.

"Yeh kya mazaak hai Parth.. main to yahin hoon na..", she said.

"Mujhe nahi lag raha.. tum physically to present ho.. par mentally kahin aur ho...
Kya baat hai...", I asked.

"Aisa Kuch nahi hai Parth..", she said.

"Achha Shivangi main itna bura hoon kya ki tu mujhe face bhi nahi karegi...
Aisa kya kiya hai maine?!", I asked and slowly, sat up in bed.

Her hand was still in my hand.. so now I gently pulled her towards me, so as to not disturb my leg, and my pull made her sit in my lap.

"Ab bol.. kya baat hai..
Tu mujhse nahi chhupa sakti haan..?!", I said as I tucked her hair behind her ears.

"Bola na.. kuch nahi hua.. tum please rest karo... So jaao!", She said and tried to get up.

I pulled her back and encircled her waist with my arms, tightening my grip on her body, so as to not let her move.

"Shivangi Parth Samthaan.. bol kya hua hai..", I said making her blush.

"I'm still not what you're calling me..", she replied sheepishly.

"In my head, you are..", I winked.

"Bol na.. kya baat hai.. maine kuch kiya hai kya?", I asked.

"Parth! Parth tum...

Chhodo kuch nahi..", she started speaking but stopped.

She is so much like me... I hate sharing my feelings with ANYONE and she's EXACTLY like that.
And this is the best part.. because we understand each other perfectly...

"Main kya Shivangi??", I asked politely as I caressed her cheek.

"Tum theek se nahi chal sakte kya?!!
Kya kar liya hai yeh tumne...
Stupid insaan!!!!
You're in so much pain.. mujhse nahi dekha ja raha hai...", She said and a tear trickled down her eye..

"Ohhhh!!!!!
Pagal hai kya Shivangi?!!
Theek hu main.. bilkul theek hoon..", I wiped her tear and said.

"Dikh rahe ho..", she said as she caressed my plaster.

"Shivangi...
Main sach mein theek hoon!
Tu please pareshaan mat ho...
Tu aise mat behave kar...
This is causing more pain...", I said and she, without uttering a word, buried her head into my chest and I wrapped my arms around her so tightly, that she probably became breathless.

"Achha ab yahan aake letegi.. ki main phir aaoon tere peechhe..", I said and she nodded in a no..

She was about to lie down when I stopped her..

"Ek second ek second...
Please ek kaam kar de..", I made a puppy face and she raised her eyebrows in question.

"Mere liye maggi bana de...
Bohot bhookh lagi hai.. and a cup of coffee also..", I pouted and she slapped her forehead as she giggled.

"Abhi aayi...", Shivangi disappeared and came back in fifteen minutes.. with a steaming cup of coffee and a plate of heavenly smelling maggi.

"Lo!", Shivangi sat beside me and gave me the plate.

"Kya?!!!
Tu khila.. main patient hoon!", I made a poker face and Shivangi nodded her head with a *what-do-I-do-with-you* expression.

She then fed me maggi, and ate from my plate too...
Sadly though, I had to drink the coffee on my own.

But honestly this was bliss.. pure bliss.
Shivangi by my side.. both of us together...
Nothing could ever be better than this.
After eating, we snuggled into each other and fell asleep. I had an off the next day, obviously, so we slept comfortably.. with no tension of getting up early.

Parth's P.O.V.

The next morning dawned as usual.. we woke up late.. Shivangi got up and immediately went to freshen up.. while I kept laying in bed.
In half an hour, she was ready...

"Parth?!
Bas aadhe ghante mein hospital se ek ward boy aa raha hoga.. tumhe sponge bath dene..
Then you'll also feel fresh and better..", she said as she brushed her hair.

"Kya?!!
Kon ward boy...
Mujhe kisi ward boy se sponge bath nahi karvaani Shivangi..
Tu please hospital phone karke mana kar de..", I remarked irritatingly. I don't know why, but I was feeling very cranky.. it was probably because I was kinda bedridden and dependant..

And above everything else, I was missing work.. I was on tge verge of completing my schedule.. and here I am... Sitting in bed...
Waiting for a WARD BOY to give me a sponge bath.. matlab ab main khud naha bhi nahi sakta..

"Arre?!
Kyun.. sponge bath lene mein kya problem hai tumko..?!
Trust me.. you'll feel quite......", I interrupted her and screamed.

"Maine kaha na Shivangi?!!
Mujhe koi sponge bath nahi karvaani.. please mana kar do usko!"

"Theek hai?!?
Why are you screaming.. ek to help karne ki socho.. upar se cheekhna bhi suno tumhara.. matlab hadd hai..", Shivangi threw her hairbrush on the dressing table with a bang and left the room.

"Shitt!!!!!!
Parth Samthaaaaaaaan!", I cursed myself but was helpless, as I couldn't move from my bed. I did the thing that I completely discouraged.. screaming at someone for no reason..

I waited for fifteen-twenty minutes for Shivangi to get our breakfast, so that I could talk to her and apologise.

But about twenty five minutes later, the maid came in and kept my breakfast on the side table.

"Shivangi Kahan hai?!
Usko breakfast nahi karna kya??", I asked the maid.

"Woh bhaiya, Shivangi didi apna breakfast baahar hi kar rahi hain.. aur aapka breakfast unhone bhijwa diya hai..", the maid informed me and left.

"Aur chillao Parth...
Yahi hoga..
Ab mana lo apni fiancé ko!", I rolled my eyes at myself.

It was lunch time, and all this while, I either watched television or scrolled through posts, tweets and messages on my phone.
All in all, I got very bored because Shivangi didn't come to the room even once.

"SHIVANGIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!
SUN ZARA!", I finally called out to her.

"Kya hai?!", Came a blunt response.

Control Parth.. control!

"Zara idhar aana..,,", I called out.

"Kya hai???
Yahin pe bol do..", she called out from outside again.

"Please Shivangi sun na..", I said, more politely this time.

And she came into the room with a phone in her hand.

"Kya??", She asked.

"Bata raha hoon.. bhadak kyun rahi hai??", I shrugged my shoulders.

"Main bhadak rahi hoon???
Very nice!", She remarked sarcastically.

"Achha yeh sab chhod.. please phone kar de hospital mein...
Tell them to send somebody for my sponge bath..", I requested.

"Mujhe aur koi kaam nahi hai kya??
Jab mann ho mana karva do.. jab mann ho call karke bulva do!!!
Tum khud call kar lo Parth..", she said irritably and left the room.

"Aur Kar unnecessary gussa...
Yahi hoga..", I slapped myself.
I then took my phone and called up my doctor.. to send me someone, for sponge bath..

In another half an hour, the doorbell rang..

"Shivangi Sponge bath ke liye koi aaya hoga.. usko andar bhej de!", I screamed out, because Shivangi was still sitting outside.

"WHAT THE HELL?!!!?
Yeh.. aur sponge bath..?", I heard her shout..

"Kya ho gaya?!", I called out to her, and there she was, standing right in front of me.

"Aaj tumhari sponge bath NAHIN hogi...
Do you get it?", She said with her hands on her hips.

"Arre mujhe samajh nahi aa raha hai ki baat kya hai?
Yeh moodswings kyun ho rahe hain tujhe??
Ab kya ho gaya???", I asked her surprisedly at her mixed reactions.

"Tumko sharam nahi aati??
Main baat nahi kar rahi tumse toh tum jo chaaho karoge??", She screamed.

She was surely in a mood to fight.
But nahi Parth, tu please thoda calm reh.. ek baar chilla ke dekh chuka hai uska result.. ab phirse nahi..

"Kya baat hai..?!
Yahan baith.. aur bol problem kya hai..
Tu ne kaha ki main khud call karke sponge bath ke liye kisi ko bulva loon.. maine vahi kiya...
Ab tu kyun gussa hai??", I tried to figure out the main problem.

"Huhhhhhhhh!!!", She took a deep breath..

"Tumne yahan kisko bulvaaya apni SPONGE BATH ke liye??", Shivangi's tone ascended and descended in this one statement, and was loudest on the words *Sponge* and *Bath*.

"Yaar.. ward boy ko?!?
Aur kisko bulvaoonga?", I looked at her innocently, still not getting hold of thr actual problem.

"Ward boy?!!!
Iss hospital ko ya to BOY ka matlab nahi pata hai.. aur ya phir yahan ke PATIENTS HI BESHARAM HAIN????", and yet again her voice ascended, but the volume just kept getting higher.

"Oh ek second....
Ya to tu saaf saaf bol ki baat kya hai??? Varna aise chillayi mat ja..", I started to unintentionally lose my temper.

"Okay...
Bahar.. jo WARD BOY aaya hai na?!", She spoke and signalled airy quotes for *WARD BOY*..

"Haan woh??", I asked her to complete.

"Woh boy nahi GIRL HAI????
IT'S A NURSE YOU SILLYHEAD!!!", she screamed.

And immediately a smile crept on my face.

Oh I love her... All this while she was getting jealous of a NURSE..
Ab aisa mauka main kaise chhod doon.. thoda tease karna to banta hai boss!!!!

"Ohhh!!!!!
To tu uss nurse se jealous ho rahi hai..", I smirked.

"Jealous...
Aur mai???
Meri juti bhi jealous na ho??!!
And jealous of that stupid nurse..?? NEVER!"

Yes! Yes! Yes! I knew Shivangi would never own up and accept that she was jealous... Par ab main bhi tujhe accept karva ke rahoonga..
You better wait!

"Oh.. you're not jealous..
Anyways.. yeh to achha hi hai...
You shouldn't even be jealous...
Achha ab zara uss nurse ko andar bhej de...
I really want to feel FRESH!!!!", I remarked, stressing on the word *fresh*.

She stamped her foot irritably and left the room.
The next thing that I see is, that nurse entering the room, and the nurse was followed by my darling fiancé, who came in with her phone and a plate which had an apple and a knife.
While the nurse stood beside me, Shivangi went and sat in the rocking chair placed exactly opposite to where I was sitting.

"Sir aap please apni shirt utaarenge..", the nurse requested, and grinning, I immediately glanced at Shivangi.

"Yeah yeah sure!
I think humko bathroom mein chalna chahiye...
For like a better sponge bath..", I remarked, still looking at Shivangi.
I could see her pace of cutting the Apple becoming faster... but she didn't say anything.

"Nahi sir.. yahin ho jaayega..", the nurse remarked a little uncomfortably.

"Are you sure?!", I asked.

"Tumko bada pata hai kahan better hogi sponge bath...
Jisko dekho.. usi ke saath shuru ho jaata hai...
Flirt kahin ka..", Shivangi's mumbling was heard across the room.

"Kuch kaha kya baby??", I asked her.

"SHIVANGI!
That's my name... Baby.. baby..
Aur maine kuch nahi kaha..
Tum apni sponge bath karvaao..", Shivangi was on fire at this moment.

I then took off my shirt..
Come on Shivangi! Ab to accept kar lo... Tumhare acceptance ke chakkar mein mujhe iss nurse se sponge bath karaani pad jaayegi....

The nurse immersed the clean white towel in the bucket of cold water, squeezed it and then gently started rubbing my shoulders..

"Aawooooo!!!!", I shivered as soon as the towel touched my bare shoulders, because I felt cold..
And you have to trust me on this... I didn't do this intentionally.. I actually felt cold..

"THAT'S IT!!!!
YOU...?!
WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS???
GET OUT..
GET OUT OF MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW!!!!", Shivangi got up from her chair all of a sudden and screamed at the nurse..

"Ma'am?!", She tried to speak. But now my lady bheem was fully charged.

Come on Ms. Nurse... Tum bhi experience karo meri haalat..

"I said LEAVE!!!
Nahi karani hai humko koi sponge bath..", Shivangi had her hands folded across her chest.

"Arre par mujhe karani hai sponge bath!", I exclaimed.

"You just SHUT UP!!!", She showed me the knife that was in her hand, and I immediately zipped my mouth.

Beta Parth.. abhi sir pair toota hai.. isse pehle ki yeh saari haddiyan tod de.. chup ho jaa!

"Aur tum...
Suna nahi abhi tak?!!
Please leave..
RIGHT AWAY!", Shivangi screamed again.
The nurse obeyed quietly, took her things and turned to leave, when she came back to the room..

"Ab kya hai??", Shivangi asked.

"Woh maam.. main actually Sir ki bohot badi fan hoon.. kya main unke sath picture le sakti hoon..", she turned around and asked.

"Yaaaar yeh kis tarah ki ladki hai.. tujhe jane ko kaha na..", shivangi remarked.

"Shivangi fan hai woh meri...
She's important...
Let her get a picture clicked.", I said and got a picture clicked with him after which she left.

"Fan...
Important?!!!
Bohot romance nahi soojh raha tumko..?", Shivangi again screamed, showing me the knife.

"Yaar.. ek to chaaku rakh ke baat kar.. dara kyun rahi hai?!", I took the knife from her and kept it on the side table.

"Shirt kyun utaari?", Shivangi suddenly asked.

"Kya?"

"Shirt KYUN UTAARI???", Her volume increased.

"Arre bechari nurse ko sponge bath deni thi.. ab usne kaha ki utaaro.. maine utaar di.", I answered innocently.

"Usne kaha.. aur tumne utaar di?
Samundar mein koodne ke liye lahegi.. to kood jaaoge kya?
Stupid man..", she screamed and turned to leave.

With the help of the bed I stood up, and before she could move away from me, I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her towards me..

The strength with which I pulled her, made her collide in my strong chest.
I strengthened my grip on her waist.. and nuzzling in her ears, whispered..

"Jealousy.. chhupti nahin hai..
Aur kabhi kabhi keh dena achha hota hai.."

"Haan.. fine!
Thi main jealous.. toh?
Tum mujhe jealous karne ke liye kisi bhi ladki se chipak jaaoge?", She turned her face away from me and said.
I held her chin and made her face me..

"Aapke alaava.. mujhe kisi ladki se chipakne ka shauk nahin hai..", I kissed her on her cheeks and said.

"Achha chhodo mujhe..", she tried to loosen my grip on her.

"Arre aise kaise chhod doon..
Uss nurse ko to bhaga diya tune.. ab meri sponge bath ka kya hoga?", I asked her, winking.

"Kya hoga..", she asked.

"Tu karegi aur kya..", I smirked and sat down.

Nodding her head with a smile, Shivangi took the towel, dipped it in water, squeezed it properly and then gently started wiping his broad shoulders..

Shivangi was sitting on her knees on the bed, behind Parth and was cleaning his back and shoulders..

So as to not disturb his leg in any manner, she leaned on his shoulders, and started wiping his chest.. Shivangi's face was just next to Parth's.. and not leaving any opportunity, Parth rubbed his bearded cheek with her soft cheek.. making her breathless..
He then held her head with one hand, and tilted it towards his lips, to kiss her.

"Parth..", she moaned.

Parth then, slowly, lifted Shivangi in his arms and made her sit in his lap, facing him, her legs on either side of his waist.
She sat frozen, from excitement.. he leaned towards her, so as to completely end the gap between the two, and rested his forehead against hers.

"Thank you..", he said, in a low and husky voice..

"For what?", She said, in barely more than a whisper.

"For being there in my life.. and moreover, for being YOU!", He whispered in his sensuous and hisky voice again.

"I love you..", she said.

He didn't answer.. his hands caught her gently behind her neck and he pressed his mouth to hers.. he sealed his lips with hers.. softly yet firmly..

After a long amd tiring kiss, Shivangi got up from Parth's lap, caught hold of her breath, and then gave him a quick sponge bath..

After changing, both of them had lunch after this and settled down in each other's arms, to watch a romantic film together...

A/N: Hi again!!!!!!!
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