ArHi Drabble Series - I is for ...

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I is for …

~I Love You Dammit!~

“Arnav!” Khushi called, as she barged into the house, to find him seated on the sofa, laptop in hand.

Khushi marched towards him, picked his laptop and shutting it forcefully, she set it down on the table.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Arnav demanded furiously.

“Don’t you dare question me, Mr. Raizada. I’m very angry right now! Who asked you to skip breakfast today morning? As a result, you go fainting all around Delhi… and Aman has to bring you home in such a sorry state! And then I have to freak out and come all the way here to see you working -”

“Woah… Khushi!” Arnav interrupted Khushi’s tirade. Standing up, he towered over Khushi as he said, “Why do you care anyway? You just fought with me today morning!”

“Why do I care?” Khushi retorted as she started moving towards Arnav Just because I fight with you doesn’t mean I don’t care for you!”

Arnav started moving backwards to counter Khushi’s angered pace. Pressed up against the wall, Arnav said defensively,” Look Khushi… I don’t like this cornering business that you’re doing right now. Besides, I never asked you to freak out just because I fainted! Why should I affect you in such a way anyway?”

 “Because I love you dammit!” Khushi said aggressively, while Arnav stared at her, shocked. 

A sound behind them made them realize that the entire family had been witness to Khushi’s confession. They stood behind – Nani, Mami, Anjali, Mamaji, and NK – with their mouths open.

Khushi stared back at them for a few moments. Then, blushing furiously, she rushed out of their house, mumbling continuously to herself.

Their eyes followed Khushi’s retreating back… and then focused on Arnav.

With a smirk on his face, Arnav picked up his laptop and said,” Well? Why are you all standing shell-shocked? Don’t you have wedding preparations to do?” as he continued walking towards his room.

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