I had way to many dreams for IPKKND.
There is no way that they are going to waste
Im starting a Fan Fiction of everything I wanted to see in IPKKND before it ended.
We fans have an imagination strong enough to keep it going. For now :)
No one needs to read this. lol. this is just for me, to get my fantasies out of the way 😆 But feel free! If you're looking for a FF
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CHAPTER ONE: WELL DESERVED PLEASURE
LATER THAT NIGHT, AFTER THE MRS. INDIA COMPETITION.
"Aaj toh banta hai naa devi maiya?"
Khushi swept her bangs out of her face and started to do what she was born to do. With her hair combed back into a braid and her dupatta tied at her waist, Khushi began to spin her jalebis into her pan of hot oil. The aroma encompassed her and the sound of her batter frying was unwinding; she had missed her guilty pleasure.
She cooked happily and relished every bite. With the competition out of the way, Khushi was free to eat whatever her heart desired, and every morsel was well deserved. She patted her satisfied stomach, only to find another pair of hands intertwining around hers.
She screamed, and spun around only to be silenced by her husband's familiar and comforting eyes. His arms still encompassed her, strong and steady and she felt them moving her into a tighter embrace, as they had done so many times before in the past.
"Arnav Ji... yeh aap?"
His gaze silenced her. She was disarmed. The passion in those eyes was enough to stop her heartbeat, let alone her words. She subconsciously moved her hand to caress the scar below his eyebrow, the only imperfection on his otherwise perfect face, yet the feature that she loved most about him. It was what made him genuine, what reminded her that he was a reality. And it made her recall that he was only hers.
His voice broke her trance and he whispered the words that Khushi never got tired of hearing. "I love you" sounded so endearing in his musky voice and goosebumps ran rampant over her arms and body.
Khushi felt her cheeks flush as she whispered "hum bhi aapse I love you" back. The smile that broke across Arnav's face at those words was enough to send Khushi into a state of utter diffidence, breaking her eyes from his gaze and attempting to focus on another point of distraction. Arnav lifted her chin so he met her eyes once more.
"You are truly... the most beautiful woman to exist Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. And I am the luckiest man in the world to have you".
With this, he lifted her off her feet and carried his bashful wife to their bedroom, so they could spend the night complete in each other's arms.
CHAPTER TWO: THE RETURN OF A FRIEND
Edited by aamir18 - 11 years ago
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