Hi !!!!!
I am the most unromantic person on earth, but I am in love with romantic stories and wonderful gestures, no matter how small, to show it. (Huge contradiction….I know!!)That is one of the reasons I love the story of Arnav and Khushi. They are flawed, both of them, similar to each other, and different, but they are drawn to each other. I believe it is their hearts that recognized each other when she fell into his arms the first time. From them on, their hearts have always seeked each other, and called out to each other, whether in their dreams or in reality. Arnav always felt he had a right on her, to touch her, to reprimand her, to push her and to bring her close. Khushi felt the need to correct him, to interfere in his every matter, to make him understand her way. She behaved with him like no one else, and he did the same. Oh I could go on forever!!! But I will spare you all my ramblings, and present a short OS, based on the precap. There is a little bit of an overlap with yesterday's episode, but not too much. Hope you all like it and please ignore any mistakes, I am so rusty, haven't written anything in a long long time.
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Khushi stormed into his office. How dare he?
'I need to speak with you', she yelled agitatedly. He merely glanced at her, and held his hand up to silence her as he continued to speak to a client on the phone.
Khushi's eyes widened with indignation. 'I said I needed to speak with you now.'
Arnav didn't even look at her this time, as if she wasn't even there. She fumed, as he hung up and then dialed Aman with more instructions.
Well, she wasn't going to have this, the nerve of him to just ignore her this way. She grabbed the phone and banged it on the receiver. Arnav merely raised an eyebrow at her outburst and casually asked, ' Yes, I'm listening.'
She stared at him for a minute and then said 'Why did you take back the rent money'?
'What exactly do you want from me Khushi? You were angry when I gave the money and you are angry when I took it back.'
'I was going to return your money, but after what you did. the landlord has given us only 24 hrs to come up with the rent. How will I do that?'
'Are you asking for my help, Khushi? ' Arnav asked smugly.
Khushi blinked. ' Forget it, I don't know why I even came here. I will mange it myself'.
'Hmm, I think I have heard this before...'he pondered for a while, before continuing. 'Ah yes,I heard it from you itself', and he smirked.
Khushi fumed, and stormed out of the office.
Arnav smiled at her retreating figure. He had missed her being fiesty. He so loved that about her.
Khushi took several deep breaths after leaving his office. The gall of that Laad Governor!! 'What do I do now? From where will I get so much money?', she wondered aloud. She called every body she knew, to ask for a loan, in return of which she would provide a service for free till the debt would be paid. But it was a large sum that she wanted, and was unable to get any posiitive response from anywhere. She sunk to the ground broken. She knew what she had to do, she had to go back to him! There was hardly anytime left and she couldn't let her family lose their home, not when she still had means to help them. She would take the money from him, and she would do whatever she needed to do in order to get it. She wiped a tear off her eye. It seemed the entire world kept plotting against her. 'Devi maiyya, you too have joined that Laad Governor, it seems you never want me to win with him' she bit back angrily, and dragged herself unwillingly back to his office.
She stood outside his cabin for a few minutes tryng to control her emotions. Just as she put her foot in, he looked up at her, and for a minute she was taken aback seeing his honey molten eyes. He smiled at her, 'So you're back. Was there something you needed?' he asked her smirking. She bit her lip to keep back the venomous words that were rising up really fast and looked away.
'Ki Ki...'she stuttered unable to form the words. 'What Ki? You mean Kirana's. No they are not here.' She looked up at him angrily. ;You know why I am here. You must be enjoing seeing me in this plight. What more can I expect from you anyway, you never lose an opportunity to see me squirm or insult me in some way or the other'. She saw a flash of something on his face, that passed almost as soon as it appeared. Was it guilt? No guilty, and that Laad Governor, he didn't know the meaning of the word.
She blinked again and continued. 'I know you never do anything without something in return, so what do you want me to do - sign an new contract, make me apologize in front tof the whole staff, something far worse? Well go ahead tell me ' she said and looked away angrily.
Arnav sat down on his chair and turned it to face her. 'You know me so well Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. Come here I will tell you.' Khushi dragged her feet towards him. 'I am here, now tell me what you want', she asked still refusing to look at him.
He grabbed her hand an pulled her towards him, making her fall in his lap. 'Arnavji,' Khushi yelled. 'What are you doing? This is your office, somebody will see us.' She started squirming against him trying to get up, but he just kept holding on to her.
'Yes,' he said ' it is my office and I am with my wife. I can do as I please,' he said with his trademark smirk. She stilled the momet she heard those words and looked up at him. He was smiling at her, and she was drawn to his deep eyes. She stared at him for a few minutes, trying to say something in response, but failing miserably. He must have seen it on her face because he gently asked her, 'Do you want to know what I want in return?' She signed, the moment of intimacy lost. Defeatedly, she asked him slowly, 'What?', mentally trying to perpare herself for the worst.
'A kiss', he said gently. She looked back at him in shock. 'Whhaat?' she stuttered. 'Yes, a kiss from those delectable lips of yours'. Khushi instantly blushed. 'You you you did all this for a kiss,' she said unbelievably. He simply smiled and asked her ' What do you think?'.
Her breath caught in her throat. She moved her eyes to his lips, and she trembled involuntarily. He pulled her closer just as he felt her shiver against him. 'Hurry up Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. I am horribly pressed for time and I know you are watching a ticking clock too.'
Khushi looked up into his eyes again and leaned closer to him. She could feel her blood rushing to her ears, and her heartbeat grew louder and louder till it was defeaning. But before she could touch his lips, she turned her face and kissed him on the cheeks, and jumped off his lap, staring at the floor, simply unable to look him in the eye.
'What was that?' she heard him ask.
She kept staring at the floor. 'You said a kiss for the money. I did my part, now you keep up your end.'
'That was not what I asked for', he said.
'You said a kiss, I gave it to you. Deal done'.
'That's not fair Khushi, you know what I meant' he said with a slight chuckle in his voice. Still refusing to look at him, she said 'A kiss is a kiss. All is fair in love and war.'
'So, is this love or war?' he asked walking slowly towards her. SHe felt him coming closer and she started moving back till she hit a wall. She gasped but simpLy refused to look up.
'Khushi', Arnav drawled, in his trademark voice. SHe felt a rumbling in the pit of her stomach, and her legs felt like jelly. Any closer and she would faint, the room suddenly felt so much warmer.
Arnav lazily touched her cheeks with his finger. 'I love to see you blush', he whIspered. Her eyes shot up at him that instant and turned glassy as she continued looking at him. He moved his finger gentLy outliniNg her lips, and her breathing increased. He smiled at her, her face was always so expressive. He loved how her body always reacted to his touch and how she was so innocent that she never realised what she was doing. He watched her tremble. There was no need to rush anything. Baby steps. Afterall he still had 12 more days, plenty of opportunities would turn up. He moved aside and she saw a clear path to the door.
Khushi immediately started running towards it, but stopped short when she suddenly remembered the reason she had come in the first place. She genlty tilted her head, and asked softly. ;You are going to pay the rent, right?' There was a bit of silence, and then she gasped, when she felt his arms hugging her from behind. He laid his head on her shoulder, and whispered. 'Of course, how can I refuse my beautiful wife anything, especially after that fabulous kiss'.
Khushi blushed again and hid her face. Arnav smiled, and gently kissed her on the side of her cheek and left her, walking back to his table. Khushi stood a while not knowing what had just happened and touched her cheek. It burned where he had kissed her, and she couldn't help but smile. SHe walked towards the door slowly as if in a trance, and then turned back to look at him. She saw him staring at her intently with a soft smile on his face, the same look that always made her weak, always made her sway to his every demand, that seemd to bore into her soul.
'Bye Khushi', he said.' I will see you later. Call me when you reach Buaji's house, okay.' Words failed Khushi, all she could do was nod and smile at him, and left to go home.
Arnan watched her retreat, and touched his cheek. He signed. He wanted Khushi always by his side. SHe had slowly but surely invaded his every thought, and he simply could not live without her. He had to get her back. He knew she loved him. There was never any doubt of that. But he had messed up. He tried to make amends, the best he could, but everything he had tried to get her to accept her feelings for him. to give him a chance backfired on him. Now he was going to try it his way. He was going to woo her, so that he would come back to him willingly.
But being patient was never his virtue. Having her so close to him, her scent creaitng havoc with his senses, her eyes that seeemed to be dancing with her every changing emotion, her lips that seemd so soft and beautiful and her smile that shone on her face, so tender so pretty. didn't help any and only managed to mess him up more. He had to get some sembalence of control back so that these next few days woyud be less torture. He touched his cheek again. Who was he kidding? It hadn't been a minute since she had left and he was already missing her terribly.
Khushi, you will be the death of me, Arnav moaned.
BD
Arjun
