Arshi One Shots (OS)

OS A Perfect Sunday Morning

Backstory: Arnav Singh Raizada is an economics professor and director of AR Institute of Arts & Commerce. He fell in love with one of the topper students of ARAC, Khushi. After secretly dating for a year, the duo tied the knot once she finished her undergraduate degree. A year later, Khushi is now in her final year of Master of commerce degree and hopes to be a professor of ARAC in future. Arnav and Khushi are staying at their apartment after marriage away from family drama.

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Arshi OS - A Perfect Sunday Morning

Arnav Singh Raizada heaved a tired sigh as he rubbed his sleepy eyes. It was supposed to be a lazy Sunday morning spent in bed catching up on some extra beauty sleep without any stress. Instead, he's spending the morning cleaning their apartment on his wife's order.

Groaning to himself, Arnav pulled the window curtain, rolled it and put it inside the bucket next to him before dusting the window. He pressed the wet piece of cloth against the window once he's done dusting the window.

"Cleaning day was supposed to be yesterday" Arnav voiced out annoyed.

"Which we didn't thanks to Aman bhaiya's party" Khushi said placing a bucket of fresh water and added, "So, don't whine like a child and get this done, Arnav"

"Khushi, come on yaar. It is 7:50 am on a Sunday morning. It is illegal to be up this early on Sunday!" Arnav complained like a child making Khushi giggle.

"Don't be such a child, Arnav. You have to do laundry next" Khushi said and laughed out on seeing Arnav's reaction.

"Bahat hassi aa rahi hai kya tum he?" Arnav huffed and wiped his hand on the towel rested on his shoulder before adding, "Abhi dekho ki kya kartha hoon" (Are you laughing at my expense? You are done)

Arnav was about to run and pounce on Khushi but end up stumbling on the bucket with dirty water making the water spill on the floor. Both gasped as they jumped from their spot to save themselves from the dirty water.

On seeing Khushi glaring at him, Arnav put on a sheepish smile as he scratched his hair looking apologetically at his wife. When Khushi increased the intensity of the glare showing her disappointment, Arnav hold his ear making a sorry face.

"Hareey, sorry na yaar. Galti se ho gaya. Yese ghuro math, Khushi" Arnav said giving his charming smile that doesn't seem to affect Khushi. (Sorry, it was a mistake. Don't glare at me now)

"Accha?" Khushi angled her head sideways as she raised an eyebrow before pursing her arms together and tapped her right feet before she added, "I'm off to fix our closet. Before I'm back, I need you to clean this mess you have created" (Oh really?)

"Khushi pleasseee" Arnav put on a sad face while Khushi shook her head sideways refusing to give in.

'Yeh pakka ek strict professor hi banegi aur yeh mujhe akdu, sadu professor keh rahi thi, huh. Poor future ARAC wale students' Arnav thought shaking his head. (She'll become a strict professor one day and she calls me strict and spoilsport)

Heaving a defeated sigh, Arnav nodded at Khushi with a sad pout. As Khushi walked away laughing at her husband's antics, Arnav made a funny face at her before grabbing the mob placed next to the bucket and mopped the floor muttering about how he wanted to sleep little longer with his wife in his arms on a Sunday morning and not holding the stick and mop the floor.

Khushi chucked on seeing her husband mopping the floor before walking inside their room. Having Arnav Singh Raizada in her life means no shortage of drama, fun and banter. Sometimes the guy is super matured and sometimes, he would be the biggest needy grown-up kid. Not that Khushi minds handling this grown-up kid.