Infinite

Chapter 7

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I hope you're all doing well. The next chapter of 'Infinite' is here and this one is just something very spontaneous that flowed while I was typing. This wasn't what I had planned for this part at all. In fact, the part in between was something that came out of nowhere but I liked having it in the story. Let me know your thoughts too, okay? I really hope you guys love it. Comment and vote. It would mean a lot!

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Chapter 7

Khushi awoke in the middle of the night, feeling cold all over and with a strong urge to go to the washroom. Again. As she clambered her way out of the bed, she heard his sleep laden voice.

"Khushi, where are you going?"

One thing that hadn't changed since the very beginning was this. He woke up every time she woke. Now that her frequency of going to the washroom has increased, he had a very disturbed sleep too.

"Just the bathroom."

Khushi felt very cold and with the AC adding to her already frequent bathroom visits, she switched the AC off when she came back to bed. But within five minutes, Arnav began tossing and turning, kicking the blanket off of him. He was sweating and very uncomfortable but at the moment in his sleep, he didn't realize what the cause was. But soon, he felt overheated and woke up wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Khushi, who was finding it difficult to go back to sleep after her washroom visit, lifted her head and said in an annoyed tone, "Arnavji, would you stop moving and kicking the blanket? You are pushing it off me too!

"I don't want the damned blanket. I'm sweating like a pig," he snapped. "What happened to the damned AC?" He twisted his head around to look at the AC only to see it was switched off.

"Why the hell is it not on?" He barked.

Khushi knew Arnav had a temper and that when he was displeased, he was irritable but at present, she was weary too. "Do you have to swear in every sentence you speak?" She asked.

Arnav sighed exaggeratedly. "I'm sorry. But did you switch the AC off? Why?"

"I was feeling very cold. As it is, I think I should just shift to the washroom for a while because that's where I seem to be spending half of my time."

As he looked torn having to choose between their preferences, Khushi said, "You could turn it on but can you please set it to a higher temperature?"

"It's okay, Khushi. I'll manage— the words were only coming from his mouth, she knew. Nevertheless, she found it extremely endearing.

"You're only just saying that. But honestly, even I am beginning to feel a little stuffy."

Wordlessly, he switched the AC on and sighed in contentment as the cool air touched his skin. Khushi shifted close to him and brushed his hair back away from his forehead feeling wetness as she did so. "You really did sweat so much in ten minutes."

He opened his arms and said, "And I'm sorry you were feeling cold. How irresponsible of me!"

As Khushi shifted closer and into reaching distance, he closed his arms around her gathering her more into him. He placed a fervent, open mouthed kiss over her lips briefly before settling back more deeply into the mattress, taking her with him and drawing the blanket over both of them.

But in a few minutes, Khushi felt that position to be too uncomfortable and started wriggling out of his arms saying, "Arnavji, do you mind if I shifted to my pillow? I want to lie down in a raised position."