Ishq Sufiyana ~ | Virat ♡ Anushka (#2 in Prem ki dor series)

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Author POV
Morning, 8 am

Anushka hummed a unnamed tune and brushing her fingers through her hairs, she did them on her back while making her steps towards the aangan

Her attention was diverted when her sight caught Virat sitting on a wooden stool in his upper under garment and kurta's lower while holding a small mirror in his one hand and taking the "beard shaper" in another, he was trying to shape his beard and getting annoyed when he couldn't hold the mirror at one place, he sighed

Smiling while looking at him and taking her steps slowly towards him, anushka sneakily stood behind him

Anushka POV
I chuckled when I saw him again trying to shape his beard but failing and not knowing where to hang the mirror, he scoffed this time and again held the shaper in his hand

Taking my steps slowly behind him, I waited for him to keep the shaper afar from his cheek and as he did, I quickly yelled

"BHOOOT" I yelled from his back and he flinched at the sudden voice

Laughing while looking at his reaction when he turned back with widened eyes and his mouth open, I giggled keeping my palm over my mouth

Watching him shaking his head before he muttered a small "Subh prabhat anushka ji" greeting, I saw him again focusing on his beard and I smiled before taking the mirror from his hands and standing infront of him

"Lijiye, abh kar lijiye" I said with a small cheeky smile and I could see him giving me a small smile back as a thank you before he thinned his lips together to shape his beard

Gazing at him while he stared at the mirror, I saw the visuals of his honey-brown eyes that extravagant his fair skin tone with light dark circles under his eyes, He had brown hairs with defined curls that coiled together and long eyelashes
His features looked calm while my eyes soon stucked at his beard that was always shaped attractive but probably he was trying to shave it today and I chuckled when I looked at his unsteady hands

Shaking my head, I showed him my palm to ask him to stop and when he did, I took the beard shaper in my hands and kept the mirror in his other hand

"Hum maddat kara dete hai aapki" I mumbled with a smile and took steps closer to him, I could see him knitting his eyebrows and he asked "aata hai aapko?"

Smiling to him, I nodded my head and tapped my knee on his knee and saw him parting his legs open and I stood in-between to take a look

"Jii, vishwas rakh sakte hai aap hum per" I replied while being focused over the white form on his cheeks and before I could keep the shaper over his cheek, he mocked "Kaise? Aapko bhi mooch aati hai?"

He taunted while raising his one eyebrow and I saw a small smirk forming on his lips and my eyebrows knitted
Glaring at him, I raised my hand and pulled one strand of his coiled hairs and muttered "Zyada bakwas Matt kariye, aapki mooch hamare hatho me hai"

His head pulled closer at the pull before he laughed and quickly nodded his head, Feeling butterflies when he looked into my eyes and a small smile was still dressed on his lips,
I bit my lower lip while focusing on his beard

Holding his chin in-between my fore-finger and thumb, I started to shape his beard and said slowly "Hum hamesha baba ki sahayata karate the isliye aati hai Hume"

I replied with a small smile when the memories striked me and I could see him soft smiling before he nodded his head slowly and I again glared "Chehra nah hilaein"

I scolded him and he again nodded his head, Knitting my eyebrows at him I saw him biting his lower lip before he closed his both eyes as a yes and I continued