F oh F I am not going to beat around bush and just come out and say it, I absabloodlylutely LOVED this chapter! ( Ahem please excuse the french there ;-)
I will sound like a broken record here but what the heck, I will say it again only you can make us feel so many emotions within the span of one chapter alone. I will get into all the emotions now, from the moment you got us started with Arnav and Khushi sitting across from eachother till the time Khushi had to leave with Abhishek I had this massive grin plastered on my face that was refusing to leave. I never knew an SMS exchange between two people who are supposed to be part of some kind of meeting will be this amusing. You covered every single expression during this exchange till the magic moment where you made Arnav laugh oh I was so picturing the following and laughing with him:
Khushi is changing him already, it is therefore that we see the mighty ASR who never laughed or even smiled, laugh so whole heartedly in the middle of a meeting, leaving all the staff in shock. Gotta give the Khushi some credit here for that MMS, that picture was too damn cute! :-)
So that permanent grin on my face vanished as soon as Abhishek uttered the words ""Let's go, Khushi". *sighs F I think you gave Kabaab mein Haddi a new definition in this exchange. I found myself cursing the poor fellow along with Arnav and Khushi! This is what you do with your writing! I was so with Khushi and Arnav both all frustrated and wanting Abhishek to stop talking and leave already. Next moment I found myself quite amused with Khushi jumping at the chance to compliment Arnav on the guest house etc and when Abhishek catches her off guard by complimenting Arnav's taste in selecting Khushi!😆 He almost had her.
Then Arnav's phone call provided further amusement oh his lack of patience and that possessive tone had me all in awe of you F. First with Of Lemons and Limes and now with this FF, you make me totally dig Arnav. So after the SMS exchange you had me grinning again with this phone exchange. Khushi hanging up on ASR and ASR calling her back. I almost cursed him for going back to his old ways of "don't you dare etc..." but then the following happened: "
"Why? Only you can do that?"
"No." Arnav paused. "None of us should do it. Now stop talking and come to the bistro. I am bored."
^^And I am all aw'ing yet again! Arnav is a changed man, a man in love and Khushi is responsible for this change. He is accepting her as an equal in this relationship and respecting her as well. His sense of humour made me chuckle quite a few times in this chapter what with him saying he was playing football in the restaurant when Khushi asked him what he was doing?!
And what transpired next made like this Arnav you are portraying more and more. He kept his desires for her in check to assure her that physical intimacy is not all that he misses with her, he wanted to assure her that he missed every moment he spent with her. Little did he know that his bold bundle of happiness was actually craving his touch. Despite dropping many subtle hints her man kept his hands to himself as a sign of respect for her and there she is interpreting it quite differently. This is where communication comes right? Yet another thing I love about your FF's, you always highlight how important open communication is! Unless you express yourself your partner is not going to be able to read you constantly. That is where Khushi's sms conveyed what she wanted and how could her laad governor not oblige. Through his smile and that endearment of "Pagal" I even felt that right there and then his feelings grew even further for his Khushi who is always upfront and honest about exactly what she feels. And so he ends up at his door step, becomes as honest as Khushi by telling her ""I missed you too, baby." and we are left feeling all warm and fuzzy!
*sighs thank you Farha for this Splendid Chapter, since you have quite graciously given me the licence to ramble a long time ago I rambled a little more this time. Hopefully you won't revoke my licence after this comment! 😆
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