Third person pov:-
It was a peaceful morning. Bheem was still sleeping, he turned over to cuddle into his dear wife but he found that it was empty. Squinting his eyes he sat up and looked here and there for her but he didn't find her so he got up of the bed and looked around the kaksha. Suddenly he heard some tinkling noise of payals. Before he could turn around two small soft hands applied colours on his cheeks. He turned behind and saw his beautiful wife who was very dear to him, Whose face was like assemblage of many lovely blue lotuses. Valandhara....

Bheem was so in daze by looking at her that he couldn't here her calling him. "Arya? Arya? What are you looking at?" She asked. He came out of his dazed form and smiled at her "Dhara? Where were you? And why did you apply colour on him? As much as I remember today's not Holi. So why?" He asked. "Wow so many questions? First take a deep breath and sir down, I will explain everything."

After sitting down Dhara or Valandhara took Bheesm's hand and said "Say me one thing Arya to spread happiness do we have to have a perticular day or celebration?" "No Dhara but so suddenly?" He asked with a cute expression. "Arya I just wanted to spread happiness and we all know that applying colours to our loved ones means sharing happiness and showering love on them. So I decided to do that , did I do anything wrong?" She said while smiling.

He was again falling for his wife after hearing this. He smiled at her and hugged her and said "You have such a beautiful thinking my dear and you absolutely did nothing wrong, infact you made everyone so happy." "I know righ? Draupadi jiji and bhratashrees were so happy and had a beautiful smile on there faces. I felt so contained looking at them may god bless us with such happiness." She said with a beautiful smile on her face. Bheem after listening this was so happy that how his wife could make everyone feel happy. Then he jokingly said "Hey no fair how could you apply colours to everyone but not me?" He whinned while pouting. Dhara thought "I never imagined Arya, one of the mightiest warriors whining that to while pouting so cutely." "Hello? Were are you so lost at?" He asked. "Nothing but....I have bought your favourite colour to apply on you!" She said excitedly. She knew his favourite colour was purple (Sorry I don't know if it was his fav colour or not)

Dhara took some colour and applied it softly on the cheeks of Bheem. He smiled and took some colours and applied it on her smooth soft cheeks. They both were staring at eachother's eyes while applying the colour.

(Imagine Bheem instead of Shri Krishna)
Bheem admired his wife who looked like a beautiful blue lotus. "You're so beautiful and kind priye.." he said while hugging her.

She smiled and said "Well you also look so handsome.." while returning back the hug. "Really? Well thank you so much priye."

"Do you know one thing?" She asked. "What dear?" "I feel really sad for you..." "But why?" He asked while his eyebrows were frowed. "I am sad because what will happen if I say to everyone that one of the mightiest warrior, Panduputra Bheem was pouting and whinning?" She said while laughing.

"What? No you are not going to do in real right?" He asked with his eyes wide. "Umm...let me think...yes!" She said and got out of his hold and ran to the other side of f their kaksha and said "Well of you want to stop me then you have to catch me first." She started running here and there. While Bheem laughing at her childish antics started running after her.

After 30 minutes:-
They both came to a rest and hugged each other while standing at there balcony and looking at the nature.
"I love you Arya." "I love you too priye."
With that they both spent the whole day in each other's arms.

Note:- Hi guys. I hope you liked the chapter. I am sorry if there's any mistakes or grammatical mistakes that could offend someone. Hope you enjoyed it. Please do vote and comment.
Thank you ❤️