There is this story of my brother’s friend,
Well it was raining heavily and she had not returned yet, he thought to himself remembering his 2 months old wife. He eyes stared at their hoping she would come now, then,…. But when she came she was fully drenched and her white shirt was not doing any good to his not so innocent gaze.
Feeling his intense gaze, she came up to where he stood and pulled her ears mumbling a cute sorry but he didn’t buzz instead kept glaring at her. Finally having enough he pulled her inside and dragged her to their room. Leaving her stranded in their room, he went to the washroom and started to fill the tub with warm water.
Once satisfied with his work he came back and pulled her inside. He kept mumbling innumerable curses on finding her ice cold body. He stripped her off her clothes and gently placed her inside the tub. He softly washed her hair with warm water and mild shampoo and scrubbed her off the rain water. Having enough he picked her up and cover with a towel while with other he wiped her face and dried her hair. All this while she was looking at him with all the love she had for him.
After dressing her in her t-shirt and pj’s, he picked her in his arms and left to the kitchen. He heated the food and started feeding her with his so called grumpy look. After that, he placed her on the bed and coming from other side caged her in his arms, covered themselves with the quilt and dozed off, only to find her burning up in sleep.
And only one line he uttered, “The things that I do for her when it rains” and a cute smile adorned his lips, seeing her cuddled so close to him.