Hi guys
So am back here with another OS
Hope you all enjoy it.
Eager for your response.

" The Curious Paradox is that the road of Strength and Empowerment begins with the acceptance and expression of Vulnerabilities"

She saw him set his hair, run at jet speed towards the hall, come back to her even faster,  kiss her forehead , caress her tummy and rush back. She smiled.
She saw him throw his blazer off , skillfully wipe or rather hide the sweat bands on his forehead,  immediately rush to the kitchen and make her some " Fussilli Pasta" which she strangely enjoyed these days.  She cried in happiness.
She rubbed her eyes, as she heard some whispers at midnight, she saw him softly caress her abdomen, talk to the baby , kiss her tummy. She felt proud.
Then she saw him doing this all, every single day, without giving a single moment to himself. She felt frustrated.

Annika was 7 months pregnant, and while she heard many women complain about how their husbands didn't give them enough attention at the " garbh Sanskaar Classes" she was attending,  she had really different issues with her husband. Her husband who was already over protective had now raised his protectiveness and attentiveness by 100 times. Not that she had any problems with him showering all his love on her and the baby, she just wished he took out some time for himself,  where he would just relax, where the frown lines on his forehead would decease. But currently that seemed like a farther dream to her. It wasn't that Shivaay wasn't enjoying the pregnancy phase, she could feel his smile reach his eyes, she could see the wrinkles around his eyes showing his happiness,  she could observe his pupils dilate with the myriad of emotions he felt. But the thing which she was worried about was that with this abundant happiness, she could see tension, confusion and surprisingly "fear" in his eyes.

She knew he had been fearful about the whole pregnancy period being straineous for Annika, but they had already talked over it , had taken doctors words for it and she had managed to minimize his fear on that front.

The issue now was, though she could read all of his emotions, she couldn't understand the reason behind it and she had resolved to clear it all out when shivaay came back. No way she could allow the cloud of fear hover over his ocean green beautiful eyes.

" Would you drive me to the beach, Shivaay? Seems like I need some fresh air " Annika questioned as soon as shivaay entered their room.
" Ofcourse my queen" Shivaay muttered with a huge smile,  attempting to hide his exhausted eyes.

As they walked towards the beach , shivaay was surprised to see a comfortable mattress laid on the sand. He saw that a small table was placed besides the mattress , which had a few food bowls and cold drinks placed over it.
Shivaay was surprised to see that the whole beach was vacuous. He knew, it was her , her doing all this for him.

He could hear the sound of waves crashing on the stones. He could hear the soft tunes of the birds chirping around . He could intuit the "khanak" in Annika's smile. The silence which spoke so much to him made him feel at bliss. The Tranquillity ironically raised the chaos of his mind, but somehow he felt peaceful realizing that the storms were coming up. He sensed Annika clasping her hands with his and guiding him towards the mattress.  He followed her, giving his all to her .

As they sat on the mattress, Annika softly placed her hand behind his head, shivaay immediately responded by bending his head to the support of her hand. Annika smiled, she loved to see him become totally hers always. She took this moment and without any delay directly placed her question out to him.

" Shivaay is there anything stressing you? Cause I have been sensing that you are tensed: happy yet tautened"

Shivaay had sensed this coming He closed his eyes as he spoke, " Annika I have been wanting to share my inner turmoil with you, but somehow I am not able to do that, like always"

Annika let out a sigh , may be he would not share his problems again, but atleast he can relax himself. Reflecting on the same, annika moved forward and gently placed a peck on his temple.

"Annika, I fear, I fear that what if I turn like my parents" shivaay spoke with concern and inquietude in his voice.
Annika was surprised, not only did shivaay voice his fear out, but for the first time he worded the negation he felt about his parents nurturing.

" Annika.. I wish.. I wish I could easily tell you what I am feeling.. but somehow it ain't hap..happening. I don't know, I am trying but I fail" he said as his eyebrows furrowed and his voice broke.
Forthwith as a response,  annika caressed his hair and pulled him closer to herself. 

She hummed out at unknown tune which strangely felt mitigating to shivaay. He started to feel safe in her cacoon, the child in him who felt insecure at different moments in the past, was feeling assured to come out in the protective nurturous embrace of Annika.

" Annika, since we are expecting,  I have been reading a lot of books on parenting. There was an insane desire in me to become the best parent for our baby. I know babies can feel, hear things from womb itself, thus I try to be around always. I crazily started to look for everything related to parenting. But eventually with our regular discussions I realized, my need is not just the normal wish to be a good parent , it is quite afar from it."

Shivaay looked up to see annika looking at him with all love. He felt more confident to share, to confide.

" I realised to become a good parent, I have to first be just a parent. A parent who is authentic and honest to self. A parent emotionally available for my child.  To be emotionally available , I have to deal with my havocs first. I have...have to accept...."

Shivaay paused as he couldn't comprehend how to say what he had to say.

" that you didn't have a good childhood" Annika anchored shivaay, showing the ship of his mind the direction in the chaotic sea of traumas and uncertainities.

" Yes.. Yes.. I knew it all along Annika, but the neglect which I felt, I had buried it deep down in my heart, with defenses and responsibilities layered on it. It has become too hard to access them now. But somehow I felt so guarded with you, that I am able to do that. Otherwise I was considering to visit a therapist for the same"

Annika looked at Shivaay with a different level of respect and pride for him. He was ready to work on his deepest Vulnerabilities for her and their baby. It required greatest amount of Strength to revisit the buried traumas, she knew it.

" I takes all in me to cry, you know that. I certainly  don't want our baby to pick that up from me. I want her to know it's okay to cry, for that I have to be okay in crying. I should be able to accept my Vulnerabilities for her to embrace her own, have been trying to do that. I would need your support as always to do the same "
Shivaay said as he smiled , trying to stop his unshed tears as started to get up, regaining his stoic strature back.

Sensing the same, Annika smiled. Just a moment ago her idiot husband talked about showing his emotions and in a flip of second he was back to being her stoic robotic bagadbilla. She instantly pulled him back to her embrace and he didn't retaliate her effort. Rather he comfortably placed his head on her chest.

" This...this is what I wanted when I wasn't at the best of health. I wished mom to hug me, whisper everything would be alright instead of fighting with Bade Papa, trying to prove that I am the heir. I wanted Dad to ruffle and spoil my hair everytime I went to him to talk about my day instead of him walking away from that place. I didn't want the best of everything Annika, I just wanted them to be with me. I didn't want to be the perfect Shivaay Singh Oberoi, I just wanted to be Shivaay. Was that too much to ask?"
Shivaay spoke as he freely let some tears flow from his eyes. Annika reflected his emotions, her eyes could never smile when his eyes cried. But her lips had a smile of satisfaction. Finally he was sharing , he was taking steps ahead, though baby steps,  he was progressing.

She cupped his face,pulling him closer, as their eyes met quite literally with their eyelashes dingling and brushing  against each other
" Shivaay, I don't say this often. But you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You inspire me to better everyday. You are my strength, you are the person who makes me the khidkitod annika. I have heard such things from you, for me all the time , but i feel the same for you"

" Thank You"
Shivaay replied and they both broke in laughter immediately. 

She saw him laughing with the accompanied shine of tears in his eyes, The sun rays enhancing the spectacle to her. Her heart literally skipped a bit and she could feel the butterflies tingling in her stomach. May be her baby also loved seeing its father laugh out loud .

She pulled him by his neck and brushed her thumb against his lips. She could see his expressions change as his pupils dilated and his lips parted. She gently reduced the distance between as their lips brushed each other. Finally the soft brushing changed into a deep kiss, a kiss as a promise to always protect and cherish each other. A vow to unconditionally nourish their little one and inspire each other to better each day.

P.S Just to specify a bit guys, as it can work for us too, the sound of see waves helps us arise our subconscious,  relaxing our conscious mind and thus releasing the defenses off. So if you want to affirm yourself, you can do that listening to alpha or theta waves.
And I forgot to specify, annika is humming a tune which she is taught at the garbh sanskaar class, a tune which would help her fetus feel secure.