Nothing in her young life had prepared Khushi for the multiple emotions that hit her when Arnav bent his head to kiss her.
The first emotion was shock. This was the Arnav Singh Raizada, kissing her, the 'behanji'/'hanger' Khushi Kumari Gupta.
This was followed by the sobering realization that this was her best friend kissing her.
And then came the strong feeling of anxiety that this was against all her moral values and upbringing. What would her parents think?
But overpowering all these emotions was sheer joy. For the life of her she could not, did not push him away as his lips teased hers. This was her ASR, the only man she had ever loved and the only person who always cared for her. This was the man she had dreamed of and longed for every day since the time she met him. This was the man who would do anything to make her smile. And to be kissed by him felt like heaven.
The depth of her emotions for him made her respond to him. This led him to intensify his kisses, as he gently nibbled on her lips and as she opened her mouth he plunged his tongue into it, making them both breathless.
It was as if they forgot time and place, propriety and norms as he continued to shower her with kisses all over her face, from her forehead to her eyes, gently nibbling her earlobes.
It was not till he started roaming his hands to caress her bare waist, that both of them came to their senses. The touch of his rough hands on her skin generated an unbearable heat within her and she arched, not knowing what she wanted. It is then she felt his arousal, which shocked her into reality.
It looked like Arnav too came to his senses then, as he roughly pulled away, his face shocked beyond measure.
As they continued to stare at each other, Khushi blushed a crimson red, realizing she was still trapped beneath him.
Slowly, he edged away from her and sat up. As she sat up she realized, the bodice of her Choli had dipped further and exposed a fair amount of her cleavage, her lehenga was way above her knees.
Khushi bent her head in shame, realizing that she had been quite wanton, because she had never dreamed of sharing something like this with a man who was not her husband---
Arnav had looked at her disheveled appearance and her bent face and realized the enormity of his actions. He had just kissed his best friend senseless. The fact that the kiss was earth shattering and much better than anything that he had ever known in his young life, did not excuse his actions.
What had he done to his sweet and loving Khushi, his bumchum?. He was well aware of her morals and outlook and he knew she was regretting it. But, he did not know what he could do to make it up to her.
He did not want her to think he was just flirting with her.
Yet he did not want her to think this was anything serious.
How could you tell a woman, that he had just been swayed by her beauty and completely lost his senses?
Yet he tried to tell her what he thought, as honestly as possible, without hurting her.
'Khu---Khushi, I never meant this to happen. I---ummm-was not thinking---heck I did not mean it---I mean---I was just so carried away by your beauty---But I won't repeat it. I don't want you to feel guilty or unhappy that you did this with me. You can blame it all on me, but please don't blame yourself and please don't let it impact our bond,' he pleaded.
Khushi had gently nodded and turned away from him to straighten her clothes. She maintained a stoic silence as she left the design lab with him.
Arnav felt frustrated, as he was unable to turn the clock and bring back their natural camaraderie.
In the days leading up to the contest, this silence reigned between them and both of them could do nothing to break it, till the day of the competition when they had their first argument.
Khushi was once again dressed in the bridal outfit. She had numerous pins to keep the dupatta in place to hide as much of her skin as she could,
Yet, she could not help a fair amount of her waist and a very faint hint of her cleavage from showing.
When she went on stage with Arnav, and modeled with him, the auditorium was drowned in cat calls and wolf whistles and finally followed by thunderous applause as they won the contest easily.
To the boys, Khushi was a new revelation. Suddenly she was the hot topic among them.
'She is gorgeous yaar. How did we miss it?' one of them remarked unaware that Arnav was not far behind.
'Yeah did you look at her waist? Wow man! She is hot,' another remarked.
Enraged with their words, Arnav walked towards Khushi's green room to find her.
Again, when he saw her, he felt as if someone had cast a spell. He had been mesmerized by her all evening though he tried hard not to. Once again he felt the urge to simply ravish her, then and there, a thought he did not like.
Surprised to see him in her room, Khushi dropped the jewels she was holding. As she bent to pick it up, her cleavage and back was exposed.
Once again, he felt the urge to touch her, to ravish her then and there, the same feelings the other guys must have felt, he realized.
Furious at himself and the fact that other men were looking at her in the wrong way, he channelized his fury at her.
'Khushi can't you cover yourself more. Why so much skin show?' he asked a bit angrily.
Surprised she had looked at him with wounded eyes.
'I have tried my best. But the design is such, I am not able to hide completely,' she said.
'Well you should have thought of that before you designed it. Did you forget you have to model it? What do you want? Do you want the whole college to suddenly notice that you are not a 'behnaji' but a hot diva?' he accused.
Khushi was unaware when the tears started to flow and she turned and fled after telling him accusingly 'And here I thought you were my best friend , if not anything else'---
Arnav felt the weight of her words. Yes, he was her best friend. Why was he acting like a jealous lover?
It was then Arnav realized, he had developed some possessiveness towards her, being the first man who had touched her, being the first person who had kissed her.
He needed to give her space and he needed to give himself space. He was ruining their beautiful friendship.
He was smothering it with his possessiveness and lust.
He had to date someone else to get over these emotions.
Yes! That was it! A little bit of distraction would help him get over these insane feelings for Khushi.
It may also make her forget all that which had transpired between them and once again accept him as a friend.
He could also successfully convince her that he had no designs on her and whatever had happened, had been an accident.
He just needed to date someone to set things right between them
But how could he suddenly ask someone out? He should be comfortable with that person too. And then it struck him---La. He would date her. Yes. This would be great. This way he could also stay close to Khushi and yet keep a safe distance, he reasoned---
Khushi had not expected a declaration of undying love or a marriage proposal from the first man who ever kissed her. But neither had she expected apology, anger and an announcement a week later from her roommate and friend La who beamed as she told her 'Guess what Chamkili? ASR has asked me out on a date. Finally. I was thinking when he will get to the point. He has been skirting about the topic for so long. I always knew he was interested in me. But today, when he asked me to date him, he just confirmed it----'
On that day Khushi Kumari Gupta felt a little something in her die forever---
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