A low groan escaped Khushi's mouth as she straightened in the bed uncomfortably, wounding an arm around her belly protectively. Heaving a long sigh, she opened her eyes but immediately shut them back as the sunlight peeking through the curtains bleared them. Grunting irritatingly, she covered her face with her arm and with the other hand, tried to pull the quilt over her body. Her brows frowned in confusion as she failed to do so. It felt like there was a heavy weight on top of her blanket.

Twitching and twisting her mouth in annoyance, Khushi placed a hand over her tummy and slowly turned towards her left, relaxing her body trying her best to get some more sleep. Few moments later, she felt a wierd feeling. She opened her eyes only to widened them in shock as she saw Arnav lying on the bed beside her, sleeping.

"What....the....!?" Words rolled out of her tongue.

"Is he for real? Has he come back?" Khushi muttered, looking at the figure lying on the bed. Her eyes were fluttering in slow motion and mouth was opening and closing like a gold-fish, trying to form some coherent words.

Shock would be an understatement for what she was feeling at that moment. Disbelief was all, which had enveloped her. And why it shouldn't? Just last night, she had talked--err--fought with him, like she was doing from the last few days and Arnav hadn't said a word about him coming back. He didn't even give the slightest of clue that he was returning to India. How in the hell it was even possible??

"No Khushi! He isn't here. This is not Arnav. This is just another stupid dream of yours. Once again, you are imagining him near you. Just like yesterday, you imagined him sitting in the lounge kissing you and two days back, you imagined him in the washroom showering together with you. And last week, you illude him dancing on a romantic song with yourself, going all cozy. And that day also, you hallucinate him undressing yourself. Khushi, this is an illusion. Yes! This is it! Hey Devi Maiya! When will I get rid of such horny dreams?" Khushi blabbered, whining like a child.

"Stop daydreaming about him Khushi. Your laad-governor isn't here. The more you will think about him, the most you will get hurt. And more over, that selfish moron doesn't even care about you. He must be enjoying with those cudail models of AR. Obviously, why would he even remember a fat elephant like you when he must have so many thin, sleek gorgeous but ugly models around him?" She sulked, sticking her lower lip out. Angry tears rolled out of the side of her eyes.

Wounding her arm around her belly, she patted it softly. "See na baby, your papa doesn't care about us. He doesn't love your mumma anymore. You have seen na, how he always fights and say nonsense things to me when we are talking on phone!? He has also started misbehaving with me. Laad-governor! Let him come back. I am going to kick his butt while wearing my sandals and scratch his whole face with my sharp nails so that he will become ugly and no other woman would look at him." Khushi said through gritted teeth with her eyes still closed and moved her hands in air aggressively.

But, the next moment her heart flipped in chest as she felt her hand caught in a soft and warm grasp. Her eyes opened immidiately. A loud gasp left her mouth as she saw the scene infront of her. It was Arnav. No doubt in that! He was indeed lying beside her on the bed and her hand was in his hold, tucked under his head. Like always!!

"What the-!?" Khushi sat up on the bed with a startle. Her astounded eyes were fixed on her husband, who was sleeping like a log. Even her loud shriek didn't wake him up.

Khushi felt her heart beat racing up. This time a little more pacely! Her eyes were raking up and down his body restlessly, trying to believe on what she was seeing. Her hands had turned cold with excitement and anticipation. She couldn't decipher her own feelings. Nervousness, beatitude, disbelief, excitement.

"Arnav!" Her voice came out as a bare whisper as a single tear rolled down her cheek.

He didn't budge.

"Arnav!!" She called again, this time a little loudly.

No response.

Now Khushi was loosing her patience. The excitement in her was getting replaced by anger seeing him unresponsive.

"ARNAV!!!" She screamed.

"What the--!?" Arnav jerked up on the bed with horrified eyes, which instantly softened as they collide with Khushi's. He smiled sheepishly seeing his darling, sitting all shocked infront of his eyes.

Hearing his voice, seeing him so close to her after so many torturous days was like a heaven for Khushi. Her eyes turned glassy. The restless organ in her chest was feeling at peace. A small smile broke on her lips.

"Arnav! Sach mein tum ho!? Mjhy laga koi sapna hai. ( Arnav. This is really you!? I thought I am dreaming.)" She choked. Raising her hand, she placed it on his cheek caressing it softly as if trying to believe that he was really present infront of her eyes.

Smiling widely, mingling all the love of the world in his eyes for his Khushi, Arnav held her hand which was resting on his cheeks and kissed her palm vehemently, allowing his lips to linger there for a good few seconds.

"Mein waqaii mein hon Khushi. (It's really me Khushi.)" He assured, kissing the back of her hand. Chocolate brown orbs were two pools of extreme love, fondness and affection. They were speaking volumes. The twinkle and shine in them were screaming at Khushi about how happy he was to see her infront of him after two hell weeks.

Pulling back her hand from his hold, Khushi started moving it on his face, tracing his every feature with her fingers as if trying to memorize them. Her touch was gentle, almost like a feather. Arnav's heart was galloping in his chest feeling the softest touch of her fingers on his face. He was feeling like as if someone was pouring life in him. She was creating a havoc in him.

"I.....I can't... believe it's you Arnav. I am feeling like you would disappear any minute." Khushi spoke in a trance, gazing at his face without blinking. The surface of her eyes was wet.

Arnav smirked seeing her all lost. He already knew that she would reach like this seeing him infront of herself, so suddenly. And that's why exactly, he had planned to surprise her by coming back unannounced. He wanted to ogle at her astounded expressions and he had successfully earned what he desired.

"Should I make you believe darling?" Arnav cocked a brow. His lips were curled upward.

Khushi nodded her head.

And that was it! Arnav lunged forward and grab the back of her head, pulling her into a earth shattering kiss. Their lips connect, fusing perfectly into each other. He made her lay down on the bed, hovering above her, careful enough to not hurt her belly. Threading her fingers into her hairs, he tugged on them to tilt her head sideways to get a better access to her mouth. Biting on her lower lip lightly, he gained the access to her sweet honey mouth. Thrusting his tongue inside, he moved it restlessly to every nook and corner, tasting every inch of her. There was an urgency, a desperateness in the kiss. As if both of them wanted to make up for the desire of two weeks, quenching themselves with other's taste. Khushi responded to the kiss equally. She explored his mouth with great intensity, wanting to have all of him, wrapping her arms around his neck and back, that had grown rigid under her touch. She was clinging to him like a second skin, afraid that he would disappear any minute.

"Ah, Arnav!" Khushi moaned loudly in protest, once he pulled back from the kiss.

"Khushi!" Arnav breathed panting hardly, burying his face in her neck.
"Do you know how much I love you Khushi?" You are so precious to me darling. You are mine! Only mine baby. I fucking love you so much." He mumbled into her neck, biting the spot below her neck and then lick it sensually, making his wife shudder with pleasure.

"I missed you Arnav." Khushi bit on her lower lip. "I missed you so much. I missed being near you, in your arms. Everyday was a hell without you. I was feeling like as if would die any minute. I can't live without you Arnav, I have realized this in these two weeks. I am not going to let you go on any foreign tour from now on. You will always live with me."

Arnav pulled his back from her neck, to see her teary eyes. Shaking his head in 'no', he wiped her eyes with his thumb pads and kissed her forehead.

"Did you miss me Arnav?" Khushi looked up at him.

"Is that even a question?" Arnav looked straight in her eyes. " I missed you. Every day, every hour, every minute, every second. You were not there with me, if your thoughts wouldn't have too, I would have die Khushi." He confessed.

Khushi felt like as if her heart would explode any minute. The tingling sensation in her stomach and the butterflies which were doing summerslaut in there, weren't helping either. A beautiful smile graced her lips as she felt the love which was radiating through her husband.

"Arnav! My Arnav." She caressed his cheeks.

"I missed you so much Khushi." He cupped her face. "Your stunning hazel eyes." He kissed her orbs. "Your pink cheeks." He kissed both of them one by one. "Your cute button nose." He planted a kiss there too. "Your proud chin." He kissed it. "The mole right here." He traced the jot on her neck and kissed it lovingly. "Every freaking inch of you Khushi. I missed you so fucking much. You have made me addicted to yourself sweetheart." He pecked her lips.

"Oww!" Khushi flinched suddenly, making Arnav worried. He immidiately pulled back himself and sat on the bed beside her, holding her shoulder.

"What happened Khushi?" He asked.

Holding his hand, Khushi sat up on the bed wounding an arm around her belly and chukled softly.

"Looks like your baby is angry on you for ignoring him/her." She replied.

"The baby kicked?" Arnav asked to which she nodded.

Placing his hand on her tummy, Arnav caressed it softly and lovingly. Bending down, he placed a kiss on it.

"Hi princess! This is your papa here. I wanted to tell you that I love you so much darling. Your papa missed you so much fairy. I am desperately waiting for you to come out soon. I can't wait to take you in my arms and kiss you. Do you love your papa too doll?"

As if the baby wanted to respond, it immidiately kicked again making Arnav feel heaven. His heart was swelling with fatherly love. His eyes moistened with the overwhelming emotions.

"Khushi!" He looked up to his wife.

Khushi threaded her hand in his hairs, caressing them lovingly and nodded her head. "Your baby missed you very much Arnav, just as much as I. You know what? Everytime when I used to talk with you, your baby used to create a havoc inside me. Looks like he/she loves you more, than me." She pouted in the end.

Arnav chuckled softly and got up not before kissing her tummy once more. Making her lay down, he wounded an arm around her waist, taking his small family in his protective embrace.

"I love both of you so much. More than every other thing in the world. Even more than myself. Both of you are mine and only mine. Now sleep!"

Khushi nodded her head and pecked his lips one last time before closing her eyes.

Few minutes later, all three of them had slipped into a deep and peaceful slumber.

Sleeping wasn't a huge task now, as they were close to each other. In the arms of their love, together forever!

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