Tu Hai Kay Nahin ✓

Shot Four

An hour later, Khushi was still sleeping on Arnav's lap while Arnav was sitting supported by the headrest, running his fingers through her hair at regular intervals.

The door opened rather unceremoniously, making Arnav look up at the door surprised. 

A man in his mid twenties was standing at the threshold of the room, His eyes flitting between Arnav and Khushi. A few seconds later, Bharat and Drishti also reached her room.

Arnav gestured towards Khushi's sleeping form and motioned for them to keep quiet for her sake while he gently shifted her head from his lap to the pillow and tucked her into the blanket amid her sleepy moans of protest and she scrunched her face

A smile formed on his lips watching her cute antics and he patted her head.

"Its okay.. I'm here only go back to sleep." Arnav whispered to her before kissing her forehead with all the love in the world but before he could leave, he felt a tug at his blazer. 

Khushi was clutching an end of Arnav's blazer in a tight grip. Arnav closed his eyes for a second before an adoring smile lit up his face. 

Arnav removed his blazer at once, keeping it beside her and watched as she snuggled into it in her sleepy state. 

Arnav kissed her forehead once before leaving her room and facing the young man in front of him.

"You lack manners, you know." Arnav said flatly "You were entering a girl's room and you didn't have the basic sense to knock before entering." 

"Who are you to tell me that?" Rishabh snarled.

Arnav shrugged, "Someone with a lot more manners clearly." His tone was nonchalant. 

"Do you allow such indecency in your house Mrs. Rathore? Khushi could have been changing or doing anything private. She's a girl, her room is meant to be her own space, am I not right?" Arnav asked drishti curiously.

"You're right, maybe but you seem to forget that you were inside the same girl's room and she was sleeping-"

"On my lap. Yes, Rishabh, she was sleeping on my lap. She wanted to sleep like that. She was comfortable with me being in her room while she slept. I was inside there by her permission. There is a big difference." Arnav said calmly.

"Who are you?" Bharat asked "What were you doing inside my daughter's room."

"I was inside Khushi's room with her permission, I've said that before Mr. Rathore and as far as the 'who' is concerned, I'm Khushi's boyfriend." Arnav said smiling softly.

Rishabh and Bharat looked at Arnav shocked while the man himself had a smirk on his face. 

"How dare you suggest something like that?" Bharat exclaimed.

Arnav's smirk broadened into a mocking smile. "Surprised?"

"She's engaged to me you as*** . She's going to get married to me in this week." Rishabh informed him with an air of superiority.

Arnav nodded thoughtfully, "You've finalized the wedding dates too? Made the bookings yet? She was telling me earlier that you want to marry her off to this 'as***' like a princess." Arnav said sarcastically.

"Don't you dare abuse me." Rishabh lunged forward to grab him by his collar.

"If. Your hand. Reached my collar. You'll not be able to go back home on your own feet." Arnav gritted out dangerously.

Rishabh stepped back instinctively.

"So Mr. Rathore, When were you going to tell Khushi, on the day of her marriage?" Arnav asked sarcastically.