3rd person POV

Anika and Shivaay both had spent the whole day in only one work! Finding information about the Abhishek and Pragya respectively.

While the families were ready to meet their future daughter/son in law.

So what were Abhishek and Pragya doing?

They were doing the most important work. What?

Eating and sleeping of course! Duh!

Next day

"Pragya, beta get up darling"

"Nah papa, sone do na" ( let me sleep na)

"Come on princess, what do I know this I have only limited time to spend time with my daughter"

She got up and laid her head on his lap.

He smiled at her. After his wife, she was the only reason for him to survive. She was his little princess, his life. And now, she is all grown up into a beautiful woman just like his wife, her mother.

Pragya who saw her father in deep thoughts got up. She knew what he was thinking. He was her hero, her best friend, her superman.

She kissed his cheek and hugged him. Raghav hugged his daughter tight. He kissed her hair.

"I love you so much Superman" he chuckled

"I love you to my Princess."

He kissed her forehead and told her to get ready.

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"No"

"Yes"

"Hell no"

"Yes.. yess"

"You've gone mad Nikku"

"Huh say something new" she said in duh tone

"But it's not right to wear earpiece na, and you telling me the question, I know what type of questions ypu ask!"

"Nope my love, it's nothing wrong, and being your sister it's my duty to keep you safe, and also you being the shy shy doesn't work. so shut the fuck up and wear this" she said and then breathed out.

"You are swearing again!"

"You heard only that you bitch"

"Arghh! Okay fine I'll keep it. Happy!"

"Very, now comon we'll eat breakfast and then the best part!!"

" Yeah yeah, grooming up! 🙄"

••••••••

"Ut na mere bhai.." (wake up brother)

"Abe, no"

"Yaar Shiv, please help me na yaar, I don't know what to talk, what to ask, what to say, what to speak-"

"Everything is the same bro, and stop with your stupid rambling"

"Then come on give me some idea Princess"

"Wtf! Don't call me that you Dumbo"

"To madad karna meri, please Shivaay, you know na I'm nervous with all these talks -"

"especially with girls" complete Abhi.

"Yeah!"

"People don't call me 'the Shivaay Singh Oberoi' without a reason"

"Matlab, saale tune kuch socha hai na" saying Abhi jumped on the bed pushing Shivaay off it.

"Owww... You fucktard" he said rubbing his bum.

"Bum digi bum" he said laughing

"You know what, you're sounding like a dead hyena"

"Haha, not funny"

"Anyways what will I get for helping you?"

"Matlabi saala, okay anything and only if I like that girl"

"Okay deal!"

"Deal"

"So we both will wear earpiece, so I'll tell you all the questions ypu have to ask that girl and you just ask them. Problem solved"

"Hmm.. will it work?"

"Ofcourse it's Shivaay Singh Oberoi's plan"

"Okay then"

"Ab daffa hoja.. sone de yaar" whined Shivaay and fell on the bed.

Abhi smiled at him and kissed his forehead. How ever they fight, at the end of the day, they are inseparable. With this thought he left the room

Shivaay smiled at Abhi's retreating figure and hugged his pillow embracing sleep.

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Thankyou for reading

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