"Shea." I rub the back of my hand on her cheekbones, she mhms getting cozier in my arms. "Shea, it's 5AM baby. We gotta move, Ellie and Killian leaves at 7." I mumble over her skin. She nods her head and goes back to sleeping.

Someone explain to me how could a human girl who's half asleep with her mouth kinda open be so fucking cute?

She didn't have anything after that pizza yesterday. She's also sleeping in her reception outfit— all the girls slept and I could only remove the jewellery, dupatta/ shrug and the makeup. Her sindoor is all smeared on her forhead, the pillow and my vest, which makes her look no less than a freaking Goddess. Whenever she moves, her bangles makes a sound that sends pure joy through my body. My woman! She's my fucking woman.

I look at the all the packed stuff that goes with us today. Falak informed me yesterday that they are already done with our honeymoon packing. She and Ahaana finished it when they were moving us into our new home.

I can't believe she didn't listen to me talk about where we were going for honeymoon and when, but she completed the packing. Or maybe she just doesn't remember and will get her short term memory loss back after she completes all her sleep.

"Shea!" I call out gruffily. I know she's tired but we're late. I planned our honeymoon right after the wedding so she can rest well for a day or two before we start roaming around and have fun.

I shake my head at the woman. Here, I wanted to wake her up lovingly and spend some time together before we go back home, but the brat just doesn't seem to care. I pull my hand from under her head and move her head to the pillow from my chest. Sitting up, I entangle our legs and get down the bed. I'll just get ready and pack our clothes from last night. She can shower back home.

I look around for our phones and plug them in the charger. Covering her back with the duvet, I head into the washroom to complete my morning routine and gain some strength before I put on my rude suit and haul her bratty ass out of the bed.

I come out of the shower and shake head at her still sound asleep self. Putting on my clothes, I start collecting our things from the vanity and room and put them all where they belong. Shoving everything in the empty trolley bag, I walk to the bed and yank on the covers. "Shea!" I call out harshly. Nothing. I take the water jug from the bedside table, scoop some water in my palm and drizzle it over her face. Her forehead squints, she tries to move her head back. I put some more drops. Her eyes flutters open, groaning.

"What the fluff yaar Sahil?" She rubs her face in the pillow next to her. Her voice gruff and dry.

"It's 5:45. I have been trying to wake you up since 5. Ellie and Killian leaves in a hour!" I remind her, she stays mum for a second before pulling her face out of the pillow. She's cranky early in the morning so I don't pay heed to her rude and upset expressions.

"You could have been a little more polite." She mutters getting down the bed. I step back, giving her space to stand. "You could have removed the fluffing outfit, now it's all ruined." She looks down at the outfit and then back at me. I don't reply, knowing she's in a mood.

She walks to the vanity and starts undressing, right fucking there. The fuck? She's trying to give me a boner at this hour? I turn my back to her and pick my phone. "My body ain't that bad that you can't even stand to look at it." She mumbles behind my back.

"Get ready yaar Shea." I speak still looking into the phone. But my ears are on every tiny sound that comes from her side. There's some clothes rustling before she says, "You can turn around." I don't. I hear the washroom door being shut with a thud some seconds later.

I go to where she left her clothes on the floor, pick them up, fold them and put everything in the bag. I pull her clothes out that I had packed thinking she'll shower at home. I glance at my wristwatch 6AM.

The door unlocks and she walks in, her hairs wrapped in knot over her crown, the sindoor washed away from her forehead but not the scalp. Her dressed in a bathrobe, nuptial chain, sindoor and that freaking red chooda... it's all just wife.. wife feeling all around. Such domestic vibes!

She meets my eyes, sleep all vanished away from her face. She walks past me and pulls out her undergarments, scooping up the outfit for the day, she goes back in the washroom. I shut the trolley bag and keep it with the others. Hood's gonna be here anytime to collect all of our luggages. I look at Advik's last message in the group, he says we'll check out at 6:20.

I sit down on the bed's edge, leaned back on the heels of my hand waiting for my biwi. She returns dressed like a dream in a powder blue suit, few seconds later. She spreads the bathrobe on the couch and throws an tshirt of... is that mine? at me. I don't have the energy to open the bag all for this one piece.

Standing behind the vanity chair, she starts pulling out her stuff from the makeup pouch I put aside with her outfit. I watch her get ready. The feeling of being at home washes over me as we both just... exist. I'm married to this woman. The woman I took birth for, lived for, survived for. She's finally mine.

"Kyu ladti hai tu mujhse?" I mumur in the quiet room. She doesn't reply, just continues dabbing some... what is that? Don't know, don't wanna know. I huff out a breath and push myself to stand. I reach her in three steps and my hands finds her waist, I nuzzle my face in her neck.

"Mat.. mat karo.." She gasps breathlessly at the sudden feel of my warm breath touches her bare skin. "Kyu? Ab toh biwi hai tu meri." I run my nose from her shoulder to her jawline.

"Leave." She moves around in my hold, almost thrashing as she tries to pull away from me. I meet her eyes in the mirror and dig my fingers in her waist. She stops, meeting my gaze. "Mood mat kharab kar subah subah." I warn her, her eyes narrows.

"Main kar rahi hoon mood kharab? Aap kare ho mera din kharab!" She turns sideways and shoves at my chest, hard. I take a step back, my hands fall down... away from her body. I hold her bun and yank her to my chest.

"If I didn't wake you, toh phir tu gussa karti. Ab uthaya toh problem, nahi uthau toh problem!" I take her earlobe in my mouth after speaking, she groans, her hand comes to my hair.

"Pyaar se uthana hota hai." She murmurs, her body relaxes in my hold, I leave her ear and starts feathering kisses on the side of her neck. My eyes snaps to the mirror, watching her give in to my touch so effortlessly— It makes my heart feel warm and fuzzy.

"Kaise?" I ask in a whisper, before my tongue comes out and licks her bare skin. She gasps, her thighs quivering and she crosses them almost immediately.

"I'll give you a demonstration tomorrow." She mumbles, I place one last kiss on her neck. I push my knee between her legs, uncrossing them. Her eyes falls open at that. She stands straight, redness covers her face. I put my index finger on her chin and move her head sideways, bringing my mouth to hers, I plant a kiss. "I love you, Shea." I whisper over her lips. She hums, making my eyes narrow. A teasing smile stretches on her lips.

"I went without hearing your reply for so many days.. you can go wit—"

"No. Reply. Now." I glare at her. She doesn't fucking reply. She just goes back to getting ready. Her fingers come on her bun unknotting the hairs, before they can fall down her back, I fist them and tug. "Reply!" I grit out.

"Say sorry for throwing water on me." Her face is upside down with the way I had my hold on her hairs. I bite her nose. She squeals. "Bol."

"I love you more Jaana." Five words, five fucking words and my body just stills. Calmess washes over the whole body. I peck her lips in that same position before leaving her hairs. She shakes her head at me in the mirror, smiling at my antics.

"Do whatever the fuck you want but no drama—at all— with my love confessions, okay?" I point a finger at her. She chuckles not replying me. I stand behind her watching her get ready. She doesn't brush her hairs, just moves her head upside down, run her fingers in the scalp and then throw them back making sure to hit my face.   

My eyes go to my hairs, which are now ruined because biwiji couldn't keep her hands off. I run my fingers through to adjust them a bit. She starts putting everything back in the makeup couch, zips it and pushes it in her handbag. Sashaying past me, she picks up the tshirt from the bed and shoves it in her bag. Huh! Why didn't I think of that?

She starts making the bed, I lean against the wall. Wife. Is this how it's gonna feel like? I know the bratty version of her, the sassy one, the fierce one. This one? It's a first. Or is she trying to change herself? Uh huh! That's not happening. I don't want a fake version of her.

"Drop it." I walk the distance. She looks at me in confusion still trying to get the bed set. I pull the covers from her hand. "But it's bad etiquette—"

"We're late." I take her fingers in my hand and turn to leave. The door knocks at that exact moment, I take her with me and unlatch it. Robin stands leaned against the doorframe, a smirk on his face. "Heyya Bhabhi!" He looks past me, I put my hand on his chest before he can engulf her in a hug. "You're on duty." I remind him. Shea slaps my hand away and lets him side hug her.

"Why do you work for him? You can totally be a model!" I face my wife—wife awe. Shut up. She giggles at my expression, waiting for Robin to answer. "I don't know why but your husband thought he needs a bodyguard.." He leans down a bit to her height and whispers, "Princess too full of himself." Then stands back to his height, "so he got in touch with the company I worked for at the time. Hired me as his bodyguard. He started loving my companionship and couldn't stand the idea of me someday leaving him, so he made me cut ties with the company and join him. I kind of got along with the people around him and didn't want to leave." He tells her the story.

"Also, he pays me really, really really well." I roll eyes at the fucker, Shea laughs beside me.

"He bought himself a friend because his friends wouldn't listen to him?" Shea teases meeting my eyes. "Oh! I don't listen to him, Bhabhi." Robin laughs entering the room.

"Ahaana. Please call—" I dig my fingers in her palm, silencing her. Bhabhi, I want the fucker to call her bhabhi. She pouts at me, I bluntly ignore it. The bellman stops outside our room with his luggage trolley, which is filled to the brim— meaning he collected all of our friends luggage. Robin brings all three of our bags out and helps the bellman put them on the trolley.

I see our friends coming together our way. Robin nods at me and leaves. "I'll get my bag." She whispers, I leave her hand and she runs back towards the bed. Our friends and she stops around me at the same time.

"Everything ready?" I ask Killian, he nods holding Zee in his arms. As soon as he sees her, he opens his arms, Ahaana hands the bag to Zia and takes him. She better stop kissing him every mini sec—the fuck Shea? Stop kissing the little fucker!

We all head downstairs where our parents already waits for us. Ellie and Killian brought all their stuff when we were coming here for the reception yesterday. "We checked out." My father informs Advik and I. "You guys coming on Christmas no, grandpas?" Zee asks Rudra Uncle and my father.

"For sure, Zee. Come here you little man." My father takes him in arms from my wife—biwi meri. Huh? Even he's gone for the little fucker.

"What about us Zee? You not inviting us for Christmas?" Falak asks him, pouting. What is up with these people behaving so whipped around him?

"This year Grandpas and Grandmas coming, you can come next year with Aunt Suhana, Aunt Shea and Aunt Maya." He means Myra. And what about all the uncles?

"Why not us?" Yug asks, offended. There there, bestfriend.

"You guys take their attention away from me." Such a Shea thing! No wonder he grew up around her. Zee turns to my wife, his eyes brimming with tears. "I'm gonna miss you Aunt Shea. You will never babysit me ever again?" He asks her, and that's all it takes for my wife to burst into sobs. Papa hands him back to her. He cries louder in her chest. Ellie wipes her own tears away. Killian steps in and pulls the crying babies closer to his chest.

"Remember Aunt Shea promised she'll come see you on every birthday of yours. She's gonna keep her promise, right?" Killian looks at her, she nods still crying. It takes everything in me to not pull her against me. I don't though.

"Now go bid everyone bye so we aren't late for our flight." Killian lowers him down to the ground. Zion goes to Shika Maa and Rudra Uncle first. Ellie steps beside my wife and they hug. More like crush eachother. Nothing will be left of her by the time Killian's wife is done with her.

"I'm so happy for you, Ahaana. God knows I prayed each day to see this smile and happiness on your face since we first met." Ellie cups her cheeks and kisses her head. She then steps away from her towards me, I take a step forward and hug her. "Thankyou for everything that you've done for her." I whisper softly. She breaks the hug and stands on her tip toes kissing my cheeks. "I'd die for her." I know she would. I would. We all would. I don't know what's in her, but it just makes her worth dying for. Worth living for.

"I love you sweetheart. Be gentle on the poor man, alright?" Killian says hugging her. She mhms in his chest. Ellie steps away just as Zee stops at my feet. I kneel down. Killian steps closer too and kneels on his other side.

"Zee here wants to say sorry." His father says, I look at the kid confused. "Why?"

"If you don't like that I call her Aunt Shea... I-I won't." He murmurs the last part almost heartbroken. I ruffle his hairs before hugging him. "You can. You can call her Aunt Shea." I kiss his head.

"Really?" His eyes shines with happiness.

"Yes. Only we two call her Shea." I forward my fist, he bumps it with his small one. "Absolutely!" He throws his arms around my neck, happily. I pat his back. My eyes meets my wife, she mouths 'thankyou'.

"But he calls her little Shea sometimes." Zee says breaking the hug and pointing at Yug who raises an eyebrow in return. "He's a pathetic little fu—"

"Shai!" My wife cuts me off. Zee and I glare at Yug for a second too long. The fucker just smirks in return.

"You can come with Aunt Shea." Zee turns back to me, I chuckle nodding. Ofcourse. Did you really think I'd send her away from me for even a mini second now? Killian and I stand up and hug too. One by one, he hugs all of us just like Ellie and Zee.

Ellie, Killian and Zee group hugs Shea again. "Now stop crying girls! You have cried enough the past few years." Killian says to my woman and then turns to his who's sobbing just like mine. "And I loathe it when you cry." He tells his wife. He brushes both of their tears away, but the way he blinks his own eyes away gives away his feeling.

Ellie and Killian hugs the elders and asks them to be on time for Christmas. When did they even plan this? These four gotta stop their quarterly honeymoon, it's high time.

Killian walks towards Yug forwarding his hand but Yug takes him in a hug. "I'm sorry if I was rude to you. Didn't mean it at all. It was all in fun and—"

"Suhana threatened you to behave?" Killian chuckles, Yug bobs his head vigorously making all of us laugh. They hug eachother and promise to meet again soon.

"You're not coming with us." Ellie warns my wife. "But why?" She whines.

"You know how Zee gets when he has to bid you goodbye. I'll tell him you're in the other car. I can't have a four year on my hand for a ten hours flight Ahaana. You wanna kill me or what?" Ellie glares at her, more tears run down her eyes. Ellie exhales loudly before hugging her. She rubs her back to calm her down. Ellie's eyes meet mine over her shoulder, I step closer to the two. Ellie lets me pull her back.

"I love you and I miss having you around but I love, love this happiness on your face too much to be selfish and ask you to return." Ellie kisses her cheeks. "Stay in your magic, boo." She pats her cheeks. She hugs Kill and Zee once more before helping them in the car. "Call me when you return from honeymoon. I need all the juicy details!" Ellie shouts from the window making her cheeks flare. "Shut up!" My wife hisses at her.

"Bitch you asked me for details 'to the t' when I came from my honeymoon, I'm going to do the same." Ellie continues.

"What?" Everyone ignores Killian's horrified face.

"As soon as Zee's asleep, we are talking boundaries!" Killian says pulling his wife back on the seat. Advik and Falak gets in the car to go drop them. We all wave them till the car's out of our sight.

Robin, Yug, Suhana, Shea and I travel back home in my car. They are successful in cheering her up by the time we reach home. Our home. Our parents already waits for us in the house with Coco and Oreo. My mother welcomes us in the house the same way she did yesterday in Sahdev house. Shea lights up the lamp in the temple and then heads into the kitchen with both the mothers.

While she makes her first rasoi, I cross check everything for our trip. It's 8:30 am by the time she's done cooking the breakfast, she offers the first plate to God.

"I'll do it." She stops Shika Maa when she goes to serve Rudra Uncle. Maa smiles at her daughter and takes her chair.

My wife starts serving the elders first and then ends with me. She stays standing behind her brother's chair, taking in everyone's expressions. Waiting for them to take the first bite. I look down at the plate smiling. Halwa and aloo parantha. The only two things she knows.

"It's delicious. Come here, doll." My father praises her, she walks closer and lets him kiss her head. "Now sit and eat. You'll be late." He points at the empty chair beside him. Million miles away from me! Huh.

"But you—"

"Eat." Her father serves her.

•

She's changed and ready to leave at 9:20. We bid bye to our family and friends before taking the elevator. Everyone seemed tired so we asked them to just rest saying we'll go with Robin.

The car ride is silent. The whole running around and then this morning's crying session got to her and she stayed mum. A day in bed and she'll be okay.

Robin drops us at the airport and we complete all the formalities just in time for our flight. "I'm so tired." She mumbles keeping her head on my chest, I kiss her head saying nothing.

The whole point of taking honeymoon right after the wedding was so she can laze around before we re-join work. Everyone knows she doesn't know how to sit still when she's at home. If I'm the only one around her, she'll listen to me— just so she doesn't piss off the only known person around.

A guy can hope!

The flights of 16 hours with 2 stops. We're going to be there till 1st of December. Just the two of us. Life can't get any better!

We reached our destination at 1'o clock in the night. I slept all the way from Mumbai to Santorini Airport— I'm not counting the times someone very rudely woke me up and shoved food down my throat. Or went as far as asking me to go use the washroom because it's been hours and hours I'm sleeping and he got worried thinking I died in my sleep.

"I'm so tired." I mumble in his chest, he hums rubbing my back. "You wanna have something? Dinner bhi nahi ki tu." He asks. I shake my head in negative. "Can you please just get me on a bed please?" I mumble.

"Just some more minutes. We'll reach our suite and then you can go to sleep." He kisses my head. 

The next time that he wakes me up, we are in front of jannat. I mean jannat on earth. All the sleepiness poofs the second I take a look around. The view be so beautiful, I feel my breath hitch.

His hand on my lower back ushers me in. He checks us in while I try to not passout from merely looking at all the beauty around me. The bellman leaves us our suite, closing the door behind him and I finally huff out the breath, I have been holding since we stepped foot here. "This is beyond beautiful, Shai." I stand at the door which leads to our private pool and look at the view.

Sundar... sundar, wo haseena badi sundar sundar— Focus!

"Come." He takes my hand and tugs me back in the room, carefully locking the door behind us while I roam around our suite.

"Can we never leave?" I face him, he chuckles coming closer and joining our heads. "If that's what you want." He whispers before pecking my lips. I garland my arms around his neck. "Thankyou for bringing me here." I peck his lips, and then again. And again. "It's so dreamy." I mumble against his lips, he mhms on my lips continuously swiping his tongue side to side on my bottom lip. I go to take his upper lip in my mouth but he pulls away before I can do that.

"Bed?" He whispers, I nod enthusiastically. We're taking this to the bed? Fluff yes!

I keep my arms around him, his hands moves down my hips and he pushes me up, I wrap my legs around his waist. He walks us to the bed. I think he's gonna hover over me after he lays me down but he just puts me on the bed and stands up straight.

"I'll message on the group that we reached and safely checked in. You change and get ready for bed." He says going out of the bedroom and then returning a moment later with our bags. I stay seated shocked. The fluffer's control needs an award or something. I'm his officially married wife and he still can't take advantage of me? Kya pati banega ye!?

"Sahil!" I call out his name, he just hums typing in his phone. My phone vibrates on the drawer and I reach for it. I go to WhatsApp to see it's his message. Why am I such a dum dum? He just said he's gonna drop a message on the group.

I silence the device, put it back on the sidetable and throw my head on the pillow. My eyes goes to my husband. He unzips his bags and looks for something. I get down the bed and towards him. "Here." I pull out the packing cube in which I kept all his night wears. He pulls out the shorts he want and goes to the washroom. I push his bag out of the way and unzip the other one. Taking whatever I need, I go to the other bathroom.

The suite has two bedroom— I don't know why he booked two bedroom suite, maybe because of the view this suite was offering? Whatever. It's good. We can get ready without waiting for the other one to be done.

I look at my bare body in the mirror. Falak and Suhana had me get fluffing bikini wax for what? This unfazed fluffer? He doesn't know what my cookies look like and we have been married for— Anand Karaj was around 11-11:30 yesterday, it's now 2:23am—almost forty hours.

Mere husband mujhko pyaar nahi karte— shut up yaar!

What if he decides I'm too fragile and we never have sex? The fluff! I shake the thought away. My eyes goes to the undergarments I brought with me to the bathroom. I leave them on the counter and wrap the beige satin lace robe covering my nakedness. Removing all the jewellery except the wedding bangles, I head out of the room and to the master bedroom.

He's already in the bed. Turning around I close the door— I feel his eyes on my back— my heart beat accelerates. I walk towards the empty side of the bed and turn the lights off. Due to the full length window, streams of light from the outside keeps our room illuminated. Not bright enough to trouble us but not dark either. Just the right amount to be able to see eachother from close.

He sets the phone down on the sidetable, I cover us with the duvet and get comfortable. He turns sideways, facing me. Our legs touch under the covers. His hand reaches my waist and he pulls me closer. His eyes moves from my eyes to my lips. I hold my breath, waiting for his next move. He leans closer, smooching my lips. "You trying to seduce me baby?" He whispers, eyes lowering down to my chest where the satin cloth has slipped down making the mound of my breast visible but not the cookie.

"I shouldn't considering we are officially married but I guess I'll have to since you're making no efforts of initiating anything... sexual." His eyes flicks up to my face.

"Do you think you'll... shred me apart? I'm not that breakable and you treating me like that feels like an insult. You know I have body image issues and you're just intensifying them. I feel less of a woman thinking my husband thinks I can't handle him." I tell him whatever been on my mind since he turned around on me this morning. His thumb grazes my cheekbone.

"Or maybe you can just think that your husbands just giving you a rest day before he shows his true colors and actually... shreds you apart. Will that confession be enough for you to know how much of a woman you're or I have to show it to you tonight?" He whispers back. I stay mum not knowing how to respond to... that. "Latter one, it is." He waits for just another second— as if giving me chance to say no—before pushing me down on the bed and coming on top.

"Is this conversation in continuation of what you said when I turned around this morning?" He asks, I stay mum. Again. He hums to himself. "I turned around because I didn't want a boner at 6 in the fucking morning, something I have been sporting— whenever we are alone—since our roka. I have stopped looking at you as Shea, I called you biwi that day because you looked like... mine. And I couldn't care less of what you think of me but when the biwi thing comes in the picture, a lot of other things comes too." He pushes his body into me at the end of his sentence and—holy guacamole— is that what I think it is?

"What other things?" I bring my attention back to the conversation and away from that thing digging into my stomach. He will shred me apart. Readjust my insides whenever that thing's inside of me.

"Like how would these feel without any barrier." His hand comes to my chest, the fully covered one. "Find out." I whisper, his eyes moves to the breast. "I will. And when I do, nothing will stop me from having whatever the fuck I want. Not even you, Ahaana. You will rule this marriage, my heart, my life, you will have me at your feet... worshiping the literal ground you walk on. You will rule everyfuckingthing in our relationship but our bedroom life." He gets down my body, going back to his side of the bed. It takes me a second to know what happened.

"Why are we waiting again?" I look up at his face, his hand goes between us and tugs on the robe belt. "Take it off." He gestures at the robe. My heart thumps loudly in my chest, breath shallows. I push off the covers, he stops me, pulling it back on us— covering my shoulders completely. "In there." He murmurs. I nod slightly, my fingers works inside the covers. When it comes off, I pull it out of the covers. He snatches it from my hand and throws somewhere behind.

"Didn't your professor teach you its good for the body to sleep naked?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Didn't yours?" I raise mine right back at him. My eyes moves to his tshirt clad chest.

"I'll listen to them from tomorrow." He replies pulling me closer, my entire body stays hidden from his eyes but it's as if he's peeled off layer by layer with his own hands.

"Kya hai kal?" I ask him. "I plan to do everything with you in an exceptional way. Our marriage will be consummated the same way." He replies before kissing my head and then nose. I lean up and peck his lips.

"I love you." I confess.

"I love you more, meri jaan." He kisses the side of my head before we let sleep take over us.