HAIR CUT
Its been 3 weeks since their
marriage. Arnav and Khushi were growing more close to each other.
Arnav never left a chance to pull
Khushi’s legs and always ended up getting himself trapped.
Neither in past nor in present, he
won. Always Khushi turned the plate well. Not forgetting his family, who also
joined in Khushi’s prank.
Vishal who was hell scared of
khushi took Anjali on a holiday for unlimited days.
On the Sunday Evening.
“Khushi, where the hell are you? I
have been asking for a tea. Where is Hari Prakash and others?” Arnav shouted
loosing his tie. He just returned from office as he left for some urgent
meeting.
“Arey Laad governor. Wait for
sometime.” Khushi said and came with a tray.
She placed it on the tea table and
sat beside him. Arnav was leaning on the sofa with his hands pressing his
forehead clearly showing his headache.
Khushi saw this and ran her hand
through his locks of hair relaxing him.
“Aww that is so heavenly. Must
say. You have magic in your hands Chamkili” he said with his closed eyes.
“haan, haan. Its better you don’t
remember something” Khushi thought still ruffling his hair.
Suddenly he remembered something.
Khushi was one of the girls in
school who had long hair. Once Khushi came to the ground for her Pt classes
while Arnav was playing cricket there.
Seeing Khushi, he got outraged
that he missed a ball. Khushi turned her back to him while playing. Arnav could
not help but stare at her back and her long hair that was held in two braids.
He was trying hard to concentrate on his game but he lost. He got frustrated
that while moving from the ground he pulled her hair.
“What the. How dare you pull my
hair? You laad governor.” Khushi fumed.
“Chamkili kahi ki. You have such a
long hair. So I just pulled it. You are reacting as if I have cut shot your
hair.” Arnav shrugged.
“Awww. Laad governor. You say that
you will cut my hair? How dare you?”
“I can dare that much. Well I
think you cannot even notice when I do that as u have so much outside your head
while there is nothing inside” Arnav pointed to her head and temple.
Before Khushi could answer him,
the bell went saving the argument. But Khushi cooked a plan to teach him a
lesson.
She sneaked into boys hostel the
night and reached Arnav’s room. She smirked to herself and took scissors from
the packet of her night dress. And before anyone could realize anything,
Arnav’s hair were on the ground and Khushi jumped the hostel wall and went back
to her room. Next morning Arnav was yelling like anything.
“WHAT THE f***. Who dared to do
this?” Arnav was catching his roommates with their collar with firing eyes.
Just then he noticed that someone was laughing the other side of the hostel
compound wall.
He peeped through to see Khushi
laughing with her friends.
“You Chamkili?” He shouted.
“So now it is proved that Laad
governor’s inside and outside head, both are empty” Khushi laughed more.
“Tumne yeh sab kiya? Teri yeh
himmat(You did this? you dare)?” He asked.
“Better be careful next time
before saying me anything. Varna
“You know how angry I was then,
when you cut my hair.” He asked faking his anger.
“Then you should have also known
that I was damn angry. You said that I was brainless.” Khushi glared.
“Oh oh.. calm down jungli bhilli.”
Arnav was amused how immediately she got angry.
“I was just fond of my thick hair
then. You know girls go crazy with my soft hair.” He said placing his head on
her shoulder letting his hair play on her cheeks. Khushi closed her eyes and
enjoyed the feel of his hair.
“don’t you ever think of it.
That’s why I did that” She blurted.
“What?” arnav jerked.
Khushi lowered her lashes.
“What did you say?” Arnav asked
with a smirk.
“Woh Arnav. Woh… I dint like Girls
running behind you. Don’t know what happened and when you commented such things
on me, I just.” Before she could complete, Arnav’s lips closed hers.
He leaned more on her and slowly,
very slowly nibbled her lips. Khushi moaned at his slow torture.
Arnav started drawing patterns on
her bare waist and ruffled her hair with another arm. Khushi circled her arms
around his waist and pulled him close. Now she started taking the lead. Khushi
just leaned on him and deepened the kiss. Their tongues were playing their own
game in a rhythm.
After sometime which was like
ages, they broke for breath.
Khushi had her eyes still closed.
She just laid her head at his crook. He breath was irregular. Arnav was still
caressing her waist with one arm. With his other arm he rubbed her back calming
her.
Suddenly he chucked. Khushi looked
up at him cocking her brow.
”I never knew that my Chamkili was jealous, even during the school days?” He whispered in her ears.
A light pink shade beautifully
adorned her cheeks making her face glow.
“What if I say no?” Khushi asked
breathing near his earlobe which was his sensitive part.
“Then I think I can still flirt
with girls if my Wifey is not jealous. As you see I’m in fashion field
surrounded by many beautiful models.” Arnav said with a smirk.
Khushi just pulled him in a fast
movement and captured his lips to his amusement.
The kiss was in urgent. Khushi was
trying to vent out her frustration. She bit his lips hard making him hiss in
pain.
“Hmmm” Khushi scrunched her face
and held his hands continuing her kiss. Arnav just let her.
After sometime she broke the kiss
panting.
She glared at him
“Laad governor. Don’t ever try
that. You are mine and only mine. I will kill you if you do such things” Khushi
yelled and ran in.
Arnav laughed and followed her. He
was surprised at her possessiveness, but was a bit confused as right from the
previous day she was having mood swings. She was being too irritated. He
followed to check her.
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