Aarav's POV:

"AD...Purple or Green"

She asked and thinking for a while with my genius brain I said "Purple"

"Ewww...I'll look like a brinjal...no ways...AD...you have the worst choice ever" she screeched annoyingly and now I was pissed off and shooting a deadly glare at my witch who was standing with the two dresses each in one hand towering on her I snapped "If my choice is worst then why the hell all the time you ask my opinion han??"

With my frame towering on her I kept shooting daggers at her while she put her lower lip out and used her all-time dangerous weapon...the innocent puppy face with a cute "hmph" making her feather-like hair lock bounce back to her braid...

I was wondering how can my witch be dangerous and cute at the same time while she teased "Haww...AD became Angry Lion...I am getting scared" and as usual I was melted again and I don't know why the hell were my lips arching into a subtle smile

Controlling the goddamn blush flushing my face I moved back saying "Take whichever colour you like Deep" and instantly my baby kangaroo jumped into the trail room while I slumped on the chair waiting for her trail for the countless time

Yes this is what's going on from the day since we promised each other to be like the same childhood besties

AD had become a toy who only walks with a key called his Deep❤️

The happy days with my witch were so beautiful that I felt like I was literally back to my childhood memories and once again I was wrapped around her little finger

As promised we started spending a lot of time together to compensate for our separation of 6 years with a condition that we'll be working on our careers too

While I was working on the Oasis Mall project Deep too started to get back to her Dance

And whenever we got time we went to movies...cafes...beach to have our favourite Pani Puri and Buttha (Roasted Corn) and not to forget her most favourite thing Shopping...

With me as her personal driver, she took me to her shopping and spent hours in the stores while I used to keep convincing her about the dresses till she at least liked a single piece of cloth...

Bearing her tantrums was the thing that was written in my destiny...

Sometimes she didn't like the colour
Sometimes she didn't like the pattern
Sometimes it was undersized
Sometimes it was oversized
Sometimes she said the cost was too much and sometimes she said the fabric is not good

And when finally she liked an Anarkali suit I was at peace but my peace couldn't survive when she said "No...the dupatta is so simple" and royally threw the dress aside adding "Let's go to another store"

And I felt like throwing my head straight into the concrete mixer...

Like seriously...

Just because of a dupatta she rejected the dress

She dragged me to another store which was probably the 10th store according to my counting and before she could start her hunt I  literally begged the salesman to show a dress with good colour, good pattern, good fabric, correct size with affordable price and most importantly the decent dupatta with subtle design and that salesman gave me "it's impossible" look while I felt her fingers on my forearm and before I could react she dragged me to the other counter "I like this one"

And I huffed deeply "Finally" while she added "But I am confused with the colour" and I slapped my forehead

Can someone do the honours to kill me please...

I don't want to live...

I am done with this witch of mine...

While I kept scrolling my phone until she comes back with a final decision I heard her behind "Let's go"

And I can't tell you how peaceful I felt at that moment...

At that moment I learnt the universal truth that for a single piece of cloth girls roam around at least 10 shops and sometimes when they leave the house for shopping they have a list ready in their mind but when they actually visit a number of stores their genius brains takes a u-turn and they buy the things that don't even exist in their shopping list

Hats off to all the poor boyfriends and husbands who accompany their lady love to shopping

In fact, they all commit a huge dare

And I should pat my back for completing this dare for n+ times

I know you guys won't do that so I better I do the honours myself

Wow...Aarav...you did a great job my boy...

We went to the payment counter and as per my habit I extended the card and the next second I felt a pinch on my waist and when looked sideways my witch frowned at me and that's when its stricked me that I was forgetting her TTMM rule that means Tera Tu Mera Mai (that means you pay yours and I'll pay mine)

I took my card back while she paid the bill...

Wherever we went and whatever we ate or drank the bill was shared among us...even she paid half of the diesel charges

Deep never likes someone paying for her expenses and this habit of hers was since childhood... even if we purchased a snack packet of Rs.10 we both used to contribute Rs.5

Being a witch she still reminds and teases me of my contribution of Rs. 20 for the dairy milk chocolate we ate on the day of our 10th preliminary exams and when I tried giving her the money she royally said "Use it as a reward of being my personal driver Mr Aarav"

This is how it was going for the past few weeks...

With my Deep, my life was again full of her nonstop talks and giggles and loads of serene moments

And one such moment was the day when my witch pecked my forehead...

Raghav Bhai (Arjun's best friend) and Siya Bhabhi were blessed with a baby boy Siraj but due to some medical complications Siya Bhabhi wasn't allowed to breastfeed and Bhai- Bhabhi took the responsibility of Siraj...

While Siya Bhabhi was hospitalised Sona Bhabhi took Siraj to our house and I passed this news to my witch and she began jumping like a kid and the next day morning even before the Sun could show its face my witch graced her appearance at Bhai's place squealing in happiness to see a baby

While all of us were sleepy heads she was the one glowing like a rising Sun in the early morning...

During those days her bond with Sona Bhabhi was turned as good friends and both the ladies began taking good care of baby Siraj and all this while my never so naughty brother joined hands with the witch and both of them shared my secrets to Sona Bhabhi and my sweetheart Bhabhi would pity me

I'll share the incident but guys please don't laugh at me ok...

I was arguing with Bhabhi for using champu chaddi types clothes for Siraj and my witch started teasing me

"Oo hello Mr Cool...you have wore the same champu chaddi till you were 7 Ok....and Sona...he had his most favourite chaddi that he used for almost two years...it was completely worn out then too he used it because it was his so so favourite" she mocked  suppressing her laugh covering her mouth with her palm

"Arjun what was the colour...I don't remember" she spoke between her loud laughter

"Red" Bhai too covered his mouth

"Arey ha...it was a red colour chaddi that had a pooh bear exactly at his right bum and whenever he does something mischievous Saru Mami would give a good shot on his bum at the spot of pooh bear making his bum even more red" she fell on the bed laughing holding her tummy

"Shut up DQ...or else I'll kill you" I groaned harshly and straightening herself she went on teasing

"Why should I shut my mouth...don't you remember your childhood Mr daring and dashing....Mr daring used to do get scared of dark believing that at dark night ghosts roam everywhere,  and would ask me to stand outside the washroom till he pees...such a daring dude he is" and again she fell on the bed laughing holding her tummy

While my brother and witch were laughing like mads my sweetheart Bhabhi gave me a pity look "Awww...mera Baccha"

So embarrassing it was...

But what made me happy was she was being the same chirpy girl...my Drama Queen

And once when I went to check up on Siraj I found him in Deep's room (Guests room)

She was playing with him and walking inside I sat next to her on the couch...

She was so involved playing with Siraj that she didn't look at me even for a single time and sighing in defeat I kept enjoying her funny faces...

Siraj was on her lap while holding his tiny hands she was making some baby voices along with those funny faces

My eyeballs were fixed on the big baby herself...at times she was blowing her cheeks like balloons and she looked a mini pumpkin to me...at times she was putting her pink tongue out and at times she was kissing his soft fluffy face and all of sudden a cute meek "muah" 💋 escaped her mouth as she kissed his lips making the little Siraj smile at her and her beautiful black orbs grew big when she squealed in joy while my face flushed with a smile on my lips and without my knowledge, a series of words whispered out my mouth

"I wish I could be a baby"

And that's when her eyes met mine...

"Did you say something??" She asked

"Did you hear anything??" I said

"No...I didn't hear anything " she nodded

"Then I didn't say anything"

I smiled and spreading my legs on the small table opposite the couch I  leaned my head on her shoulder and while she continued playing with Siraj...

With my eyes closed, I kept listening to her baby voices and could feel those cute faces too and after a good 20 minutes her giggles stopped but I didn't open my eyes and waited for the next actions...

Slowly I felt her breath coming close to my face while I was trying to hold the smile that was desperate to crinkle my lips

And her wet plump lips pressed softly on my forehead

The moment was so special...so pure...so lovely and that feeling was something that I could ever describe in words...

My first kiss from my Deep❤

It felt like eternity❤

With her shopping bags stuffed into my palms, we were now going for another task...to buy strong hairbands for her thick braid

I had become a slave to my DQ...my Dancing Queen

With her hand holding my forearm and eyes fixed on the mobile screen seeing the store's name she was dragging her very own AD explaining to me about what kind of hairbands she needs...Exact black with strong durable elastic...should be washable and so on...

And then suddenly she stopped "Deepak"

Her eyes widened and her face changed its colour glooming with some surprising expressions...

I felt her hand loosening on my forearm and in no time she ran towards the guy and hugged him while my grip on the shopping bags tightened crushing the threads in my palms...

And something inside me broke into pieces...

They were in each other's arms while I went all numb

Did she just leave my hand??