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It was 9 a.m. when Abir was in the kitchen, making lemonade for Mishti. As he moved towards the refrigerator to get some ice, he saw Abhimaan and Ishaan approaching him. They noticed him preparing the drink and asked, "She isn't up yet?"

Hearing them, Abir turned around, holding the glass in his hand, "Nope, not yet. I'm going to see her now."

"Okay," they replied.

As Abir was heading towards Mishti's room, Ishaan called out to him, "Abir, you better treat her like a queen. Don't you ever hurt her, otherwise, you know me."

Abir chuckled, "Yeah, I know. She is my girl. I can never hurt her."

Abhimaan smiled at his brother as Abir moved towards Mishti's room. He opened the door slowly and, with quiet steps, put the glass of lemonade on the side table. He sat on the edge of the bed, gently running his hand through her hair, and softly muttered, "Mishti, wake up now, bacha."

Mishti opened one eye and instantly closed it, feeling the brightness. Abir immediately moved to close all the curtains. When she looked at him again, she asked in a sleepy voice, "You're here or am I dreaming?"

Abir chuckled, "Of course I'm here, princess. Come on, get up now and have this."

She sat up in bed, resting her back against the headboard and her head on his shoulder. "Why does my head hurt so much, Abir?" she asked.

"Because, bub, you had too many tequila shots last night," he explained.

"What? Woah, I remember drinking one or two," she said, puzzled.

"One or two is nothing. Here, have this lemonade. You'll feel better," Abir said, handing her the glass and tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

She drank it all, and with sleepy eyes, she lay down on his lap, nuzzling her face into his stomach and wrapping her arms around his waist. Abir froze, unsure of what to do, then began to gently stroke her hair with his free hand.

Soon enough, he too dozed off in that position, both of them finding comfort in each other's presence.
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I woke up, and the first thing I saw was the beautiful masterpiece of God—the man, my man. His eyes were closed, and his hair was falling haphazardly. I remembered him giving me lemonade. I tried to wake up slowly, but he stirred and looked at me with those brown eyes.

Brown eyes against brown eyes.

He looked at me and smiled. "You woke up," his voice was a bit hoarse. I found it hot. God, I could wake up every day to hear him. But this will be our thing after we get married, right? Wait, what? Shut up, Mishti.

"Yes, just now," I said, sitting up beside him.

"I'm sorry, your legs must be hurting. I didn't know when I fell asleep."

"It's okay, mi casa. I feel honored that you slept in my arms," he said dramatically.

I laughed at him. "Okay, now you should get freshened up."

I nodded at him and watched as he headed for the door. He stopped, turned back, and gave me a quick peck on the forehead before quickly leaving the room. Cute, cute. I blushed and smiled widely.

I got up from bed and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I looked wild. I moved towards the bathroom to freshen up, took my clothes, and got ready. I took more time today because I wanted to... okay, I admit I was too lazy to get out of the tub.

Soon, I was ready and made my way downstairs to have breakfast.

- Her outfit -

I made my way downstairs and saw everyone seated at the dining table, but he was nowhere to be seen. I wished everyone good morning and headed to the kitchen, where I saw muffins and pancakes, and there he was, making them. He finished the pancakes as I walked towards him, leaning against the counter with my back pressed against it.

"I didn't know you could bake. Can I taste it?" I asked.

"You don't know many things about me, soon-to-be wifey," he said, passing me a chocolate muffin. "Yes, here, taste it and tell me how it is."

I took a bite and instantly moaned at its delicious taste. He looked at me, smirking. "I wonder how gracefully you would moan when you taste that," he teased.

I widened my eyes and blushed, playfully slapping his chest. "Shut up!"

"What shut up? Last night you wanted to eat me up. I'm ready now. Come on, mi casa, eat me," he said, holding my waist and pulling me closer.

I decided to play along, placing my hands on his chest and leaning close to his ear. "Okay then, let's go to my room. Come on," I whispered.

And there it was—Mr. Rajvansh blushing, his ears turning red. He looked at me, his eyes wide with surprise. "Ahhh, Mishti, I... you know... before marriage, nothing like that, right? Oh, Mishti, I..."

I laughed at his words and pinched his cheeks. "I know, Abir, chill. I was just teasing you."

"Acha beta, meri billi mujhi ko meow," he said.

"Nahi, mera billa aur m usko meow karu toh tumhe kya," I replied, placing my hands on my hips.

"Acha, theek hai meri billi, let's go now. Don't you want breakfast?" he said, taking me in a back hug.

"Yes, let's go," I agreed, and we both went towards the dining table.

We both were seated on our chairs while he was passing me a sandwich. Everyone looked at us with teasing expressions. I glanced at him, and he looked at everyone, raising his eyebrows and saying, "What?"

I found this incredibly hot. Okay, what's happening to me? Why am I acting like a horny teenager? "Nothing," Ahaan said, smirking.

"Exactly, nothing," Tara added, giving me a knowing look. I shrugged them off and focused on my breakfast.

Everyone finished their food and left, leaving just the two of us. I looked at him and then back at my food. Seeing me glance at him, he asked, "You want something, princess?"

"Uhm, yes, that choco muffin," I said, fixing my gaze on the muffin, knowing he wouldn't let me have it easily.

"Okay, you can have it, bub, but first, complete your breakfast."

"Fine," I said, irritated because I knew he wouldn't budge. I gave him my remaining sandwich and pecked his cheek. He chuckled and passed me the muffin.

As soon as I tasted the delicious muffin, I felt an overwhelming urge to kiss him again. My God, was the owner so delicious or was it just the muffin made by him?
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Everyone was seated in the living room when Abhimaan said, "So we are going to India tonight, right?"

"Yup, I've got a meeting tomorrow evening," Abir replied. I looked around, seeing everyone nodding in agreement.

"Okay, so, as we're heading back tonight, I'm going to my room to sleep," I announced. Everyone laughed and nodded at me. I went to my room, settled myself on the couch, and switched on Netflix to watch "Heeramandi." It's so trendy right now. I've seen so many reels and the history behind it fascinates me. Sanjay Leela Bhansali's content is always something different.

Soon, I was nearing the end of episode one when I heard the door opening. I looked up to see Ishaan and Tara entering my room. They both settled themselves on the side couches. I paused the series, crossed my legs in an Indian position, and looked at them. "So, when's the wedding?" I asked.

Ishaan looked at Tara and said, "Soon."

I looked at them and said, "Jab bhi kro, batadena. I've got so many things to prepare."

Tara replied, "Of course, tu hi toh design karegi personally."

"Haan haan, zarur," I said sarcastically.

"So, what's going on with you and Abir?" Tara asked.

"What? What's going on? Nothing is going on. We're taking it slow."

"Shut up, 'we're taking it slow,'" Tara said mockingly, while Ishaan nodded like a puppy.

"Haramzaade, tu pehle meri side leta tha. Ab ladki aagyi toh mujhe bhul jaega." I retorted at ishaan.

Tara interjected again, "Tu batayegi baat ko change mat kar."

"Bataya toh maine, we're taking it slow."

"Slow? Bc, kal na tu uspe aise chipki hui thi jaise vo koi magnet hai."

"Haan, aur tu aur Ishaan kal kone mein make out kar rahe the, toh maine kuch kaha?"

"Haan, toh vo mera fiancé hai," she said nervously.

"Haan, toh Abir mera boyfriend hai, kiss toh karungi hi usse."

"Boyfriend, haan? Finally tujhe bhi koi mil gaya. Ab koi single nahi hai hamare group mein. Now we can finally go on a couple dates," Ishaan said teasingly.

"Exactly. I won't feel like a third wheel anymore. Aisa lagta tha tum dono couples ki aulaad hoon," I said to them.

Ishaan and Tara glared at me, but I couldn't help but smirk. "Come on, don’t be mad. You know I love you both."

Tara rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her smile. "Yeah, yeah. We love you too, you little brat."

Ishaan leaned back on the couch, looking at Tara with a soft smile. "You know, Mishti, even though you give us a hard time, we wouldn't have it any other way."

Feeling playful, I said, "Okay, okay, enough with the love fest. How about we do something fun?"

Tara's eyes lit up. "Oh! How about we bake something together? It's been ages since we did that."

Ishaan groaned. "Last time we baked, we almost set the kitchen on fire."

"Exactly! That's why it'll be fun," I said, jumping up. "Come on, let's make cupcakes!"

They both sighed but followed me into the kitchen. We pulled out all the ingredients and got to work. Tara and I started mixing the batter while Ishaan handled the frosting.

"Remember when we tried to make those rainbow cupcakes and ended up with a gray mess?" Tara laughed.

"Yeah, because someone added all the food coloring at once," Ishaan pointed out, looking at me.

"Hey, I was experimenting!" I defended myself.

As we continued baking, the kitchen turned into a war zone. Flour and frosting were everywhere. Ishaan tried to pipe the frosting on the cupcakes but ended up with more on his face than on the cakes.

"Hold still, you've got a little something..." I said, leaning over to wipe the frosting off Ishaan's nose. Tara giggled and flicked some flour at us.

"Food fight!" she declared.

We ended up laughing so hard we could barely breathe. By the time the cupcakes were done, the kitchen was a mess, but we didn't care. We sat on the floor, surrounded by frosting and sprinkles, eating our imperfect but delicious cupcakes.

"You know," Tara said between bites, "these moments are what I'll miss the most when we're all busy with our lives."

Ishaan nodded, looking serious for a moment. "Yeah, but we'll always make time for each other. Right, Mishti?"

I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through me. "Of course. No matter what, we'll always be there for each other."

We continued eating and talking, reminiscing about old times and making plans for the future. In that messy kitchen, surrounded by my best friends, I felt a deep sense of happiness and contentment. This was my family, and I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world.

We three hugged each other when we heard -
" Kamino , mujhe bhul gye "
And there was abhimaan standing with Mahira bhabhi .

" Toh ham kya krein , m aur Tara bulane aye the but aap busy the important kaam krne me , haina bhabhi important kaam "

Mahira bhabhi blushed at his words . Aur ab mujhe pta h konsa important kaam kr rha tha abhimaan.

" Ha ha chal theek hai , ye phli baar hai tumne kuch bnaya h aur kitchen jala ni"

" HAHAHAAAAA Kitna Acha Joke Tha Hasna Tha Abhimaan?" I said while looking at him .

Everyone was here , looking at us and laughing.
Ham joker h Jo has re hai . He was laughing too looking at me.

Then I looked at ourselves and I laughed at us too .

Bhoot se Kam nahi lag re hai ham .

" Okay now you three get dressed up . We have to go to airport by time ." Mahira bhabhi said while eyeing three of us

"Aur m ye kitchen saaf krta hu din me  dusri baar" Abir said while eyeing three of us .
I smiled sheeply at him showing him my perfect teeth.

" I'll help you" Mahira bhabhi and abhimaan said to him . And three of them moved towards kitchen . While we three move to our rooms .

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Also have you guys watched heeramandi . I completed it yesterday and oh god I love it .

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~ AUTHOR T