Shivaay rolls over in sleep, yet again for the 100th time, waking Annika up in the process. He doesn't normally moves around when he sleeps but today was the exception day as he was down with fever and flu. Which means extra medication and deeper sleep.
Annika sighed and woke up to check the time. It was nearly 7. Since it was Sunday, she decided to lay down for a bit longer and gently placed the back of her palm on Shivaay's forehead.
"Thank God the fever is gone!"
She then took a little time to admire her husband's cute features. As much as he denies himself being cute, Annika finds it harder to deny the fact. His always furrowed forehead was tense free. His light snores and slightly parted lips was tempting her to shut them tight with her own lips and his sharp, always at 90° nose made her fingers itch to pull them.
"Why do I always want to do naughty things to you?" She sighed again.
"Its because you're a naughty wife!" Shivaay smiled as he opened his eyes.
"Good morning to you too and thank you for ruining the mood! Get up and get ready now!" Annika immediately got up, leaving a rather confused Shivaay behind.
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A Sip Of Love!
RomanceCome and take in a few sips and get drunk in the esssence of love! These are all drabbles of Shivika, each drabble, each sip you take will feel different!
