SidNaaz Fluff-2

“Kullu..” Shehnaaz whined, tugging at Sidharth’s shirt sleeve like a child. “Meri baat sunn–”

Sidharth sighed, looking back at her with a raised eyebrow. Shehnaaz pouted, “Mu kyon sada raha hai?” She cribbed. “Smile kar pehle.”

Sidharth rolled his eyes and pulled his lips into a forced looking smile. “Kya chahiye?”  

Shehnaaz shook her head. “Kucch nahi chahiye.. News dekh le.” She scoffed, walking away from him and grabbed her shawl on the way over. 

“Thank you.” He said sweetly. 

Shehnaaz huffed audibly and made her way towards the kitchen in the apartment. Sidharth smiled at her antics and switched off the TV. He had barely reached halfway when he heard Shehnaaz walking out of the kitchen. “Wapis chal apne singhaasan pe!” She shouted while she was still, essentially inside the kitchen.

Sidharth couldn’t help but chuckle at her snark. “Singhasan toh raja logon ka hota hai na moti baby?”

Shehnaaz scoffed. “Arrey haan.. saheen baat hai. Tu toh ghar ki satayi hui bahu hai– Raaja thodi hai.”

She was indeed one of the women of the house. Only the woman of this house could say something so in character and abrupt at just the right time. Sassy, fierce, firm, strong and unapologetically themselves, and he loved them to death each and everyone of them.

Sidharth frowned as he, obediently walked back to the couch that his fiance had unofficially dubbed his throne. 

Shehnaaz set a plate of onion rings in front of him. “Air-fried hai, faaltu drama kiye bina kha lena. Subaah se nahi khaya hai kuch bhi.” 

“Yes ma'am.” He saluted her playfully. Shehnaaz switched on the Television for him and handed him the remote. Just as she was about to leave again, Sidharth pulled her back and caught her safely in his arms. “Tu mujhse gussa hai baby?” 

“Tu Sidharth Shukla hai, logic laga aur guess kar le. Let’s see if you still have it in you!” Shehnaaz smirked at him. 

Sidharth kissed her nose. “Sorry. Mai masti kar raha tha tere saath. Bol kya chahiye tha meri jaan ko?” 

Shehnaaz rubbed her nose, “Kucch nahi chahiye tha– kitchen mein coffee rakh ke aayi hu, boil hoke bahar aa jayegi, jaane de mujhe.” She said, trying to wiggle out of his hold. 

“Nahi..”

Shehnaaz rolled her eyes, “Sach bol rahi hoon Sidharth.. coffee rakh ke aayi hu. Please jaane de yaar. Kaam barhayega mera tu aaj.” She struggled futilely in his hold.

Sidharth glared at her. “Mai kaam barhata hoon tera?”

Shehnaaz raised her eyebrow at him. “Achha tujhe abhi tak pata hi nahi tha?” She asked, faking surprise.

She was spending way too much time with his mother and sisters. It was not going to end well for him!

"Ja.. tu coffee dekh apni." He sulked, letting her go. Shehnaaz smiled at his expression, but rushed towards the kitchen nevertheless. "I'll be right back."

"Don't bother. Udhar hi reh ja!" Sidharth shouted. 

“In your dreams, Shukla!”

Sidharth grabbed a cushion from the other end of the couch and held it to his chest, eyeing the plate of onion rings and yet, not making a move to eat any.

A few minutes later, Shehnaaz walked back to the living area with two mugs of coffee, only to see her man sitting on the couch, brooding and sulking like a little boy. She cooed at him softly and set the mugs containing their drinks on the table in front of him. “Shuru tune kiya tha na? Mai acche mood se aayi thi tere paas. Tujhe hi mu sadaa ke baithna tha. Toh I let you be.”

Sidharth scoffed. “Mai masti kar raha tha tere saath. You know that. Tu dramebaaz ho gayi hai.”

She sat on the couch next to him and munched on the snacks, “Mene kab kia drama? Tere liye snacks leke aayi, masti hi kar rahi thi mai bhi. Ab coffee ubal jaati, ya nikal ke waste ho jaati toh kaam barh jaata tha na mera?” 

Sidharth looked at her with a stubborn pout. “Mai tujhse kaam karwata hoon?”

Shehnaaz sighed, cupping his face. “Maa ghar ko spotless chod ke gayi thi na humaare paas? Jab waapis aayengi toh spotless milna chahiye na unko ghar?” She explained.

Sidharth nodded thoughtfully. “Tu smart kab hui bey itna?”

“Maa ke sath sangat ka asar hai..” 

Sidharth grinned, “Accha ji?”

Shehnaaz nodded. 

“Accha ab bata, kya chahiye tha tujhe pehle?” Sidharth asked curiously. “Kyon bacchon jaise mera sleeve pakad ke kheench rahi thi tu?”

“Woh.. tu mujhe attention nahi de raha tha. Mai bore ho rahi thi aur merko tujhe kissie karni thi.” She said cutely.

Sidharth’s eyes lit up and a small smile formed on his lips. “Tu cute kyon hai itni..?” He asked affectionately.

Shehnaaz shrugged. "Kissie kar."

Sidharth pulled her into his lap and kissed her cheek. "Khush?"  

Shehnaaz shook her head. "Ek aur.."

Sidharth obliged. Shehnaaz giggled. "I love you bebu." 

"I hate you ka opposite." Sidharth said cheekily. Shehnaaz slapped his arm playfully. "Saheen se bol.."

Sidharth shook his head. Shehnaaz glared at him, "Bol de na bebuuuu.." She whined childishly. 

Sidharth shook his head again. "Chup baith moti.. pakaa matt" He said playfully and sipped on his coffee. 

Shehnaaz sighed. "Kutta."

Sidharth smirked. "Gadhi.." 

Shehnaaz climbed out of his lap. "Tu dinner mai kya khaayega?" She asked softly. 

"Tujhe." Sidharth smirked.

Shehnaaz rolled her eyes. "Tu itna besharam hai Sidharth." She said quietly.

Sidharth grinned. "Problem?"

Shehnaaz scoffed playfully. "Tu pagal hai."

He kissed her forehead. "Tabhi toh mai tujhe pyaar karta hoon." He mumbled.

Shehnaaz grinned. "Tere paas koi aur option hai hi nahi." She said quietly. 

Someone was in the mood for some banter and some fluff. Also I do realise that this is small but I'll post Forever Yours too in 20-ish minutes so we can call it even.

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