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“ unless you want me to book another kind of a doctor’s appointment, yes. yes, it has to be now. ” her hand rose to squeeze his arm reassuringly. there was no crying over spilled milk, he was worrying prematurely. he was and he wasn’t the one who would have to fit doctor’s appointments into his already full calendar ! “ it was… ” the timing’s unfortunate. “ you had it planned ? were you going to tell me when we’d start baking ? ” she arched a brow at him and narrowed her eyes. his anxiousness was contagious and she was doing her best not to let it get the best of her. “ i didn’t want to… i don’t know, i didn’t want to say anything in case i was just imagining things. the doctor’s appointment was just blood tests, the ultrasound wasn’t very informative yet… ” she would have felt sad if her worries had made her make him miss out on a milestone. “ look, we just need to get through the weddings and then we can think of a plan. ”
“ no! no no no no no. no don’t do that. ” his hand massages into his temple. shit. shit. shit... fuck. okay. okay. he can process this. it is fine. it is out of his control. so he can be fine. he’s survived a million worse things, this is fine. “ not like that, just — koh-i-noor. you. rajputs. wedding. honeymoon. your debut. child. coronation. ” he fingers the ceremonial earrings he’s had to wear consistently for the past year or so now. “ pencil me in for the next one. ” he was just allowing the seed of happiness to sink in before his face pales again. “ how are you going to wear a lehenga like this ? they already took your measurements. ” to think, he would have to suffer the stupid look on reena’s stupid face. his wife to be will not understand the level at which he is about to become the laughing stock of the family. “ so... ganganagar cancelled ? ”













