Shivaay entered their bedroom and stood all shocked. His wife sitting in the middle of the bed, with a pile of clothes. Literally scattered everywhere.

S : What have you done ?

A : I..

S : What have you done ?!

A : I tried to fold them but..

S : But..

A : But...

S : But what ?!

A : I just...I'm such a mess.

S : Correction..you're my mess.

Annika looked up at him while Shivaay jumped engulfed her in a tight bear hug.

A : Aint you mad at me ?

S : Of course no. We'll fold the clothes together. Okay ?

A : I love you, Shivaay.

S : I love you more.

A : I know.

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Gratitude, Love Comrade.