❅Chapter - 13❅

                                    

                                          
Next Day
Early Morning 
At 2:30 am, the kitchen lights flickered on, casting a warm glow over the space. MS quietly slipped into the kitchen, only to find DK, standing at the gas stove. DK was focused on the task at hand, stirring a large pot. The sudden appearance of MS startled him. 
"Mi precioso, what are you doing here?" MS asked, his voice laced with concern.
"Mahi.. dara diya aapne mujhe.." DK replied, placing a hand on his heart in mock distress.
"Sorry.. woh tumhe room mein nahi dekha toh dhoond raha tha. Tabhi kitchen se sound aaya, isiliye yahan aagaya.." MS explained, his eyes softening as he took in the sight of DK.
"Woh mujhe actually bhuk lag raha tha toh isiliye.." DK admitted sheepishly, a small blush spreading across his cheeks.
MS noticed the pot on the stove was filled with an unusually large quantity of noodles.
"Itna sara akele khaoge?" He asked and raised an eyebrow in amusement. 
"Just wait for sometime, you will get your answer.." DK replied with a playful smirk.
As if on cue, one by one, the Kohli brothers began to shuffle downstairs. It seemed they were all somehow in sync, drawn by the irresistible aroma wafting from the kitchen. 
"Bhaiya, mujhe bhook lagi hai.." Kuldeep murmured sleepily as he approached.
"Mujhe bhi.." Rahul, Bhuvi, and Virat chimed in together, their voices a sleepy chorus that made MS smile.
DK, with practiced ease, served the noodles onto one large plate, then added five spoons to it. The younger Kohli brothers eagerly dug in, their faces lighting up with satisfaction. MS observed them with a fond smile, his heart swelling at the sight.
"Want some?" DK asked MS, who shook his head, his smile widening.
"You eat.." MS replied warmly, his gaze never leaving DK.
Soon, the rest of the Rathore brothers emerged from their rooms, searching for their partners. They found them gathered around the noodle plate, enjoying the meal like children at a family feast. Ravindra, Shreyas, Rohit, and Hardik joined their respective partners, settling comfortably in the hall.
"Ravi ji, khaiye na.." Kuldeep said, offering a spoonful of noodles to Ravindra, who accepted it with a contented smile.
Virat fed Rohit while Rahul and Shreyas shared their noodles. Hardik, with a teasing grin, turned to Bhuvi. "Sweetheart, thoda romantic bano aur mujhe khilao.." he requested. Bhuvi rolled his eyes playfully but complied, feeding Hardik with a smile.
DK glanced at MS, a silent understanding passing between them. MS opened his mouth, and DK, with a tender expression, fed him a spoonful of noodles.
As the night wore on, the ten souls gathered in the warmth of the kitchen, their laughter and affection mingling with the steam of the noodles. In that moment, surrounded by love and happiness, the bonds between them grew even stronger, making the early morning meal a cherished memory they would hold close forever. 
Morning 
DK and Bhuvi bustled around the kitchen, preparing breakfast. The aroma of sizzling eggs and toasting bread filled the air. As they worked, MS sauntered in, his eyes lighting up at the sight of DK. He wrapped his arms around DK from behind, pressing a soft kiss on his right cheek.
"Good morning, mi precioso." MS murmured, his voice warm and affectionate.
DK barely glanced over his shoulder, shaking his head with a bemused smile. "Good morning, sir." he replied, his tone playful yet slightly exasperated. MS pouted cutely. 
"Abb mene kya kar diya?" His tone was both innocent and teasing.
"Kahan hoon, kiske saath hoon... dhayan dena zaroori nahi samajhte hain na aap?" DK, with a tight smile, said. His words were a gentle reminder of the situation they were in.
"Arey yaar, Bhuvi hin toh hai aur koi thodi na hai.." MS replied, rolling his eyes as if to brush off the concern.