Drabbles - The What If's Answered [Arshi]

Short OS 2: No Interruptions Allowed!

Episode No - 371

The 'what if' situation in spotlight - What if when on the night by poolside, during Sheetal's track, imagined Sheetal wasn't able to destroy the sweet little romantic moment between Khushi and Arnav?

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Arnav tried to imagine how Bankelal would've been from Khushi's strange description and didn't know if he should laugh or not regarding the imagines. Khushi, beside a sturdy man with a heavy mustache and a mole the size of a peppercorn on his cheek and the netted vest... It looked more like those 90's villains description than a lover of Khushi. But with Khushi, you never know.

"But Arnavji, like you said, it's all 'meant-nothing' phase of my past. I hope you are not bothered." Khushi offered slyly hoping this would make her husband jealous or at least throw him off the thought of her thinking about Sheetal. He didn't - or probably did - knew how close he was to the truth.

"Yeah I know." He got up from the treshold maintaining casual eye contact with Khushi. "Thank god its in the past though." He sighed making Khushi smile thinking that her relationship with another man bothered him as well. But only Arnav knew that it was a jibe at her past and his imagination of supposed Bankelal. In a funny way.

"And I'm not one of those old century's distressed women. I'm modern. You know? I'm cool, Arnavji. I'm cool." Khushi did the typical 'Yo-Yo' gesture which she picked up the other day from a film she was watching amusing Arnav even more.

"True. You're the coolest woman I know." And he meant what he said. Khushi perfectly fit his notion of being 'Cool'. Being theirself without fear is cool for him. That's what mattered to him. Khushi is what mattered to him.

Keeping aside whatever she had been saying till now, he knew Khushi had been thinking about Sheetal. Her change in expression when she hears him say something regarding Sheetal or her fidgeting whenever Sheetal brings up their college days, Khushi may think he would've been blind to all these small things, but he had been sharp as ever in studying Khushi. She feels uncomfortable around Sheetal and more so when he is with Sheetal. Till now he had been enjoying seeing her jealous, but now he knew he had to put a stop to this altogether. Khushi may not care, but Arnav didn't like waking up in the night and not have Khushi beside him. And he's not going to sleep without Khushi's hand to keep him company and assurance at night either. Now Sheetal has crossed lines and disturbing their night times as well, maybe just in thoughts, but none the less. And Arnav seriously had to do something to not deter his married life just because of his 'meant-nothing' past.

He shifted his focus to Khushi as he almost tuned out her talks. Even after he turned his attention to Khushi, he found it hard to follow her words. With Khushi talking a mile a minute, he stopped trying and understanding her conversation, especially when he didn't know the subject.

But he couldn't ever not notice her beauty. That flawless white skin, button nose, petal alike lips, rosy cheeks, and those hypnotic hazel eyes. Yeah, he always knew his wife is a beauty and he whole-heartedly appreciated it. She's cute in a childlike way and beautiful as a female, not just by appearance but even my behavior. He got a gem as his wife. And he cannot be more luckier.

Drowned in those hazel brown eyes of his partner, he walked closer to Khushi his own chocolate pools dropping from their primary interest to her pink lips. He had tasted those lips and did more than he can tell with them but everytime his gaze falls on them he want nothing more than taste them again. You can call it addiction, but for him, it's his own pleasure.

He hands lifted to land on her cheeks, angling her head to his desired position before forwarding his face to complete his desire. His gaze stayed put on those trembling lips expecting to taste them any moment now.

Khushi had other thoughts altogether. She had been gibbering about being of present mindset, being cool, and meant-nothing that she didn't notice her husband's concentration straying from her. She had been so caught up with her talk trying to convince that Arnav had been wrong about her that she didn't notice Arnav's far away gaze drop to her face and turn dreamy or when his eyes turned a shade darker as they settled on her lips. But once she felt his hands on her cheeks and his face inching closer to hers, now his intentions clear to her, she waited with bathed breath. But all she could think about was how these days he had been spending his time with Sheetal and Aarav bothered her. Now if you ask she couldn't pinpoint her exact thoughts but words rolled out of her mouth.

"I wanted a husband with moustache as big as Bankelal's." Her words were clear and did reach Arnav's eyes certainly. His dreamy state broke and he moved away in a heartbeat looking at her with incredulous eyes.

"What the...? Are you serious?" He asked enraged. He was trying to be soft and romantic and there she goes to ruin it all. He saw her mouth opening as she tried to speak something, definitely unworthy, trying to buy herself some courage.

Arnav didn't knew if it was a moment of rage or the urge to shut her up. But either way, he pulled her forward to place his lips on her's to effectively shut her up. "Shut up!" His husky voice landed him sometime as Khushi almost went numb. Before she could collect herself together, Arnav lifted her in his arms walking into their bedroom. "None must come between us here!"

Khushi clambered out of her stupor as she felt the moment and Arnav's words did the remaining, "Arnavji what are you doing?"

"Loving my wife. And when in here, No Interruptions Allowed!" His gaze lingered to indicate her head. She blushed.

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