Drabble #2

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3rd pov:

Satoru probably got so excited when Stuti start chanting "Mein khilaungi pehle!" after singing happy birthday, beyond excited when he goes in for a little bite as Stuti fed him the piece of cake putting a little bit of frosting on his cheeks.

He didn't expect Megumi and Yuta to grab the back of his head and smashing it in the cake, for the first time in so long he was caught off guard as Stuti was laughing in the background.

When he finally unsticks his face from the cake he can only smile, blue eyes sparkling as he takes in the sight in front of him. Yuta and Megumi are high fiving behind him, laughing uncontrollably.

Laughter echoed by Yuji and Nobara who had toppled over in mirth. Even Panda had joined the chorus, paws pressed over his mouth, while Toge's infectious giggles filled the room. Only Maki's eye roll, accompanied by a subtle smile, betrayed her amusement.

In that cacophony of joy, Satoru couldn't help but focus on his wife. Stuti's loving smile spoke volumes as she handed him paper towels with a chuckle. "You got a little something there," she teased, wiping away frosting with gentle care. A tender kiss followed, leaving Satoru grinning like a schoolboy.

The question about cake echoed through the room, met with an eager response from the remaining students. Stuti, with her signature enthusiasm, revealed a backup cake—her foresight for this inevitable prank brought another round of laughter.

As the night winded down, the students bid their goodbyes, ushered out by Shoko. The couple found themselves alone again, and Stuti nudged Satoru playfully toward the restroom. Warm water cascaded, a gentle rhythm as she embarked on the task of cleansing frosting from his hair. Her fingers moved with a soothing touch, creating a tranquil moment in the dimly lit restroom.

A quick shower later, Satoru attempted to reciprocate, eager to share the delightful warmth of the water. Stuti, however, insisted it was a task for another time, a promise of future intimacy lingering in her eyes.

Satoru smiled when the bed dips under her weight, immediately taking you into his arms. he's giggling and blushing when she pepper his face with kisses. Still not used to the giddy feeling even after being married for so long. Just the look in her eyes, her soft lips and god her voice made him slide into heaven as he wrapped his arms around his wife's waist snuggling into her neck making her smile as she kissed his 

"I love you, priye," she whispered, her gaze filled with an affection that mirrored his own contentment.

"I love you more, sweetheart," he mumbled in response, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss. Gratitude and warmth filled the room, a silent acknowledgment of the depth of their bond.

"Thank you, for everything," he murmured, his eyes meeting hers in a shared understanding.

"You deserve it all, lover boy," she replied with a playful smile, cuddling into his side.

In the soft glow of the room, the couple embraced the serenity of the night, the day's laughter still echoing in their hearts. As sleep claimed Satoru, a small, satisfied smile lingered on his face. His birthday had been celebrated at home, surrounded by the love of his life and the warmth of family.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE MOST SWEETEST HUSBAND OF OUR NATKHAT STUTI!!

(The ocean eyed king shall come back...I'm in delulu)

Hope you enjoyed this little Drabble!

Till we meet again....

Hare Krishna....


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