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Arshi/Arhi - Inverted

Chapter 8

Arnav could not believe his eyes, but just out of curiosity...

And besides, it was his body she was in, only he could help her. Still staring down, Khushi managed to mumble.

'I was... dreaming... about...' She turned crimson, and suddenly Arnav felt the urge to stop her; he could not hear with she had to say. It was already strange enough seeing himself like that, let alone having to hear about a wet dream.

Aarrhhh I can't believe I have to have THE TALK with Khushi Kumari Gupta, about MY OWN body! But he couldn't see her cry, "Khushi..."

He put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her, 'It's okay, its natural... you just need to relax, and it'll go away.'

'It... never goes away...' she choked out, tears still streaming. 'And... it hurts when I hit it.'

"What the...' He barely contained his snort, 'you're not supposed to hit it.'

"But... "She sniffed.

'Just... relax...' GOD she's so innocent! Arnav had to try hard not to start laughing.

Finally she looked up and...

'Oh my God...' she clasped her hands on her mouth, staring dumbstruck at Arnav.

He suddenly felt self conscious; why was she staring at him like that?

'What...?' he asked raising an eyebrow.

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Khushi could not believe he would do that to her; she looked at herself wearing no shirt, but of course she knew it was him and instinctively.

'Hay Devi mayia... COVER YOUR SELF... how could you?' She took of her shirt and threw it on him.

'What the...'

'Don't what the me... how could you, I knew it... I knew you had no morals, but this is low, even for you.'

'What are you talking about?'

'Oh you know exactly what I'm talking about... you, sir, are going to wear this shirt right now!' she continued under her breath, 'I should have known better to have left him alone in my body.'

'Excuse me? I'm not wearing any shirt because it's hot and you can't make me wear a shirt.'

'But it's my body...'

'Then why did you take off my shirt?'

'You're a man and...'

'What an excuse Khushi Kumari Gupta, how do I know you didn't take it off just to stare at my bare chest?'

'WHAT? You know that's not why I...'

'Oh really? Then where did that come from?' he asked pointing at her manhood.

Khushi blushed a crimson red, she didn't exactly get what he said but she knew it was a bad thing.

'Don't justify Miss Gupta I'm not interested.'

'Ha... that's not it; I'm not going to let you stay like this, cover my body right now.'

'Or what???'

'Or...or I'll...'

'I'm going to sleep, if you don't mind... leave.'

'I'm not letting you sleep alone.'

'Be my guest' He indicated the king-sized bed and ignoring her shocked sputtering, made himself comfortable. He briefly considered tossing off the shirt again but dammit, she was right. It wasn't that hot. Besides, he wasn't in mood of anymore arguments regarding animals or whether he would ravish her... or himself. It was confusing enough to give him a headache. He closed his eyes.

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Khushi watched as Arnav strutted off to bed. It was creepy how he managed to make her look like a dude strutting but he did. She stood there, utterly convinced that leaving him alone wasn't a good idea. He'd already taken off her shirt, who knew where he'd go next with his perverted imagination.

And besides, she was inside his body, wasn't she? She could easily stay here, keep an eye on him and ensure nothing happened to her. Besides, guys slept around all the time; it wasn't like she'd be doing anything unusual.

She looked around to put on a shirt but of course, the only other clothes in the room were his discarded Kameez. Well, she was a guy and guys slept shirtless all the time too. So, not a big deal.

She hesitantly walked to the other side of the bed and stared down. Plenty of space for two people... no chance of rubbing together or anything. Good.

Sighing, knowing she was only delaying the eventual, she slipped into the covers and closed her eyes.

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Arnav woke to the feel of something hard poking him in the abdomen. Simultaneously he became aware that the pillow was quite hard too... and warm. He tried snuggling, feeling strangely contended when the pillow shifted and...

'Aaarrggghh!' The sheer shrillness of his own scream had his ears whistling. He sat up, quickly pulling the shirt closed and scrambling away. 'I thought you were protecting me!' Dammit I can't believe I'm saying that.

Khushi blinked sleep out of her eyes, 'Huh?'

'I can't believe I'm sleeping on my own boner... Eww!' Shuddering, he jumped of the bed and backed away, eyeing her suspiciously. 'Get rid of that! And put on a goddamned shirt!'

With that, he dashed off for a seriously required shower. God I feel like a girl! F***

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Khushi watched him run off and wondered what had happened. Surely, she hadn't scared the great Arnav Singh Raizada? Then she sat up and saw the tenting in the sheets.

'Not again!' she felt tears fill her eyes. 'How the hell am I supposed to get rid of this?'

She took a deep breath and shifted uncomfortably. 'Relax... he said relax.' Taking another deep breath, then she peeked at it. Nope, it was still there.

'Oh go away and leave me alone!' she sniffled.

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