Vaisali's pov:
It's been three years since vikram started living in delhi and two years of us being under one roof, the days are becoming more and more beautiful, he lits up the place he steps into. He is not just my boyfriend he is my whole world, but sometimes I feel like killing him, just like right now.
I'm sitting in the balcony reading very seriously and he is in the living room dancing like a mad monkey for
sheila ki jawani. Who will believe this kid is twenty five years old.
Closing my laptop I dash inside and turned off the tv. "What?!" He stomps on his feet, glaring at him I walk back to study in the balcony.
"What is wrong with you vyshu? Sometimes you behave like a psychopath!" He is shouting standing before me with his hands on hips like a desi mother.
"I'm studying right? go and hop like a cat in the bedroom"
"It's a Sunday, I miss my dance class" I sigh holding my temples.
"Are you a kid? Why are you throwing tantrums so early in the morning?"
"Because it's Sunday vyshu, Sunday means fun day" He pouts crouching before me
"You are always studying!" He starts his complaining again "Today evening your friends are coming over, you will become busy again. There is no space for vikram, here" He pats on my heart, I chuckle.
"It's not funny, if this continues,I'm quitting. I want divorce" I laugh throwing my head back on the chair
"We are not married yet!" I'm chuckling cupping his face
"I want you mommy" Moving the tea poi aside he buried his head into my stomach "I need your time, please!" Snaking his hands around my waist he sulks
"We had sex last night vikram, forgot already?"
"We had?" He asks looking up from my lap, I glare at him "But it's a rough sex flower, I want a slow one. Please" This guy sometimes irritates me to no end, at times like this I just feel like drowning him in a pool.
"I have a very importan......... "
"Important than me?" He points a finger at his chest dramatically
"Yes,important than you" He gasps and covers his large mouth with palms.
"I'm definitely breaking up with you" Shouting in my face he runs into our bedroom.
I shake my head at his dramatic ass, living with vikram makes me feel like I'm living with a very young kid who can't stay still at one place and who's always high on adrenaline rush. Sometimes his excitement drains me completely, there are days where I fall asleep in the middle of our conversations.
"I hate you Vaisali Rao" He says on his way from kitchen to bedroom with his arms full of snacks.
I chuckle resuming my work on hand, he is super cute when he is angry, and he will be so sexy when he is caring and gentle. Last month we went to buy new curtains for our home, you know how much he irritated me there in choosing colours. He was horny suddenly and didn't let me shop until we had a quick fuck in the woman's bathroom, a soft matress in the shop got him all heat ul and turned on,said he imagined us naked on it, oh boy! This boy is a hurricane in my life, but a blessed hurricane though.
When he is normal, i mean when he is not horny he treats me like his daughter. He feeds me, he braids my hair , he massages my head and legs and the list goes on. He is a perfect husband material, and I'm glad that he is mine forever and ever.
Eliminating his adorable behavior from my head i concentrated back on the final year of my phd.
Today evening suji and puppy are coming to our house for dinner, and I'm on the edge of bench with excitement. In the past four years they both became very close to vikram, okay there's my mistake too, I became busy with studies.
