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Hey!!! This is my first post in this forum. I really liked Arnav's response to Khushi asking him to slap her. I thought of a different way it could have turned out :) Trying to keep them as much in character as possible.
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"Maariye na! Humara gaal hai, aap ki haath hai. Maariye na!"
Khushi squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the blow to fall. Hopefully this would calm him down and he might reconsider his decision to cancel the Sangeet.
She waited in agony but nothing happened.
"Maariye na! Intazaar kyun kar rahe hai?"
Still nothing. And then,
"Maar doon?"
There was his deep voice tinged with anger. But something sounded different. This wasn't the voice he had had when she had accidentally slapped him. No. That time, he was fighting to control himself. Struggling to handle his hand and his mouth. Yet now his voice had that slight swagger, that supreme confidence, all that characterised the successful business tycoon Arnav Singh Raizada. This voice was of someone who was in control of the situation and was very much aware of it.
Her eyes snapped open and she immediately realised why this was so. While she had been waiting for him to slap her, he had advanced quite a few steps towards her so that there was barely a few inches gap between their faces. Panic seized her and she quickly tried to move away. But alas, that wasn't meant to be. There was an immovable wall behind her and a man with an unreadable expression in front of her.
"Kya hua?"
He took his left hand and placed it on the wall on her right side so as to block her way if she tried to escape. Khushi was starting to feel highly uncomfortable in this position. Not only was he unbelievably close to her but the smirk on his face made her feel that he was definitely up to something. He slowly brought his right hand near her left cheek and raised his eyebrows.
"Bolo Khushi. Maar doon?"
Her brain was slowly but surely short circuiting because even though she realised that she desperately needed to get out of this situation, she still nodded her head in answer to his question.
"Toh tum keh rahi ho ke main..."
He looked as his right hand carefully.
"... tumhe ..."
He turned his eyes towards her and again raised his eyebrows.
Just then a strand of hair came loose from her braid and she started blinking frantically, too scared to mover her hand and remove it.
All of a sudden he remembered the time when he had carefully removed the dirt from her eye the day she had decided to take mud from his garden to make diyas. He remembered how her breathing had become much faster and how she had been so deeply affected when he had touched her.
His face softened and he looked at Khushi who had now closed her eyes in fear and hopelessness. He moved his hand to her face and tucked the strand of hair behind her ear. Just with that one touch her eyes jerked open and she looked at him with a confused and slightly relieved look on her face.
"Rehne do. Tum nahi seh paogi."
With that, he turned around and walked back towards his cupboard.
Khushi somehow managed to get out of the room before she got a heart attack.
Arnav looked back just to see her walking dazedly out of the room. A small smile formed on his face.
"Unbelievable."
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I hope you guys liked it :)
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