His Sweet Girl

A short and quick os I wrote on our favorite couple ARSHI...

Just a little insight of Khushi from Arnav's perception.

Warning ⚠️ very cheesy

Happy reading! ❤️

Also do check out my other works here on wattpad:
1, Arshi FF|His knife her chest| (ongoing)
2, Arshi SS|His fears, regrets and care| (completed)
3, Arshi OS |Asha Singh Raizada| (completed)

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His sweet girl!

His sweet girl, that's exactly what she was for him. She would sometimes do the silliest of things but than the other times completely astonish him with her caring, loving, understanding, comforting antics.

She'd manage to make him pull out his hair sometimes with her crazy pranks and her sweet childish actions but then that's who she was Khushi, HIS KHUSHI. She hadn't really changed over the years except getting even more beautiful but you can't say the same for Arnav.

He was a changed man now with a slightly softer heart and definitely more feelings. The feelings he thought were useless and stupid were exactly what he started feeling after meeting her. She was this fresh breath of air challenging him every time. HE HATED IT, despite being challenged he would have to say he was enjoying it, he would love every time she would challenge him with the fire blazing in her beautiful hazel eyes.

She was so beautiful and innocent and sometimes all he wanted to do was pick her up take her away protect her from this cruel world but his ego was as always not letting him do that. Are we surprised? HELL NO because that's Arnav Singh Raizada for you, a man too proud of his empire of himself. He controlled everything! and that's exactly what he did to her because of his ego and his controlling ways he hurt his sweet girl so much.

She might have forgiven him but sometimes when he thinks back he does always feel really bad for hurting her like this. She was such a young innocent girl 18 only and he was this powerful man of 28. He always felt bad for mistreating her at such a young age. She was so small and soft and whenever he would pull her to him bruising her beautiful soft arms he would always feel a longing to just hold her there in his arms squeeze her beautiful soft curvy body against him forever.

And that's exactly what he was doing right now sitting on the comfortable couch by the poolside of their room holding her in his lap her head comfortably laid on his chest, arms bound around each other comforting her and him as well. He looked at his baby, that's exactly what she is sometimes making these beautiful innocent faces at him melting his insides, getting sick by dancing in the rain and getting scoldings from him and the family as always standing there to protect her then drinking hot soup from his hands, cuddling him under the soft covers.

He loved taking care of a sick Khushi although he hated it when she got sick he would still enjoy pampering her and taking care of her at these times.

She would look oh so vulnerable but beautiful with her cheeks all flushed a darker red than usual because of the fever looking at him with her beautiful big hazel doe eyes looking all sad because she got sick again. Him taking care of her gently was something he loved doing and would always do. But his little wife was nothing less than him, she'd always make sure he ate well took his medicines and was always healthy.

She loved him so much by showing it in various ways by comforting him whenever he needed, taking care of him, supporting him, getting angry sometimes at him for neglecting his health and working nonstop or she would show it to him by gently pecking him on his lips cuddling him or when they are making passionate sweet love. That's who she was, she was his Khushi, his sweet little girl.

"Aap kya soch rahey ho Arnavji?" she asked,
(What are you thinking Arnavji?)

Drawing imaginary patterns on his chest with her delicate little finger pulling him out of his thoughts

"Kay mein kitna lucky hun for having you in my life" he replied, (that how lucky I am for having you in my life)

She blushed and gave him her big beautiful innocent smile which always makes his heart miss a beat.

"thank you for coming in my life Khushi you saved me from me, my past and my inner demons" he poured his heart out.

She gave him an understanding smile and hid her face in his chest cuddling him.

"I love you arnav" she said sweetly.

He held her face up bringing it to his level and took her soft luscious plump pink lips in his. He kissed her long and hard yet softly, breaking the kiss

"I love you too my sweet girl" he replied.

Pecking her forehead with his lips hugging her to himself, he made a silent promise in his mind to always protect his beautiful angel.

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That's it guys, this is my first time writing so no tomatoes throwing at me peeleej! Don't really know how it turned out I just kinda threw in words from here and there and wrote what I wanted to see and read. And yes in my os Khushi is indeed 10 years younger than Arnav!
Do let me know what you guys think of it.

Much love.