Warrior - Chapter Ninety Two

Surprisingly during the ride home, not one thought crossed my head. Not even the voice took advantage of the situation, also being completely mum, which is quite surprising. Even after I got back to Raizada mansion, my head continued to remain blank.

That is until I spotted Arnav.

As soon as I walked into the room, I found Arnav by the seating area, mid-stretch. He had his arms crossed over his head as he let out a small grunt, then sat back down in his seat, put on his headphones, and resumed whatever he was doing on his laptop.

Do you think that's a sound he'd make in bed?

Of course this bitch only came back to life for that thought.

I'm not wrong for wondering.

Ugh....

Speaking of wondering, how come I've been catching him like this for the past few days? The same headphones-on-and-laptop situation?

Walking over to him, I tried to see what Arnav was doing, when he caught sight of me from the corner of his eye.

"Oh hey, you're back," he smiled softly as he got up, taking his headphones off and shutting his laptop. "How was your visit?"

Uh.... "Not as shady as you're being."

Arnav instantly frowned. "How am I being shady?"

"Uh, you don't normally use headphones unless you're working out, yet you've been using them recently while doing who knows what on your laptop, which you just graciously shut."

Arnav glanced back at said electronics, though the frown remained on his face.

And he gave that grunt, which sounded a little sexual.

You dumbass- wait a minute! "Are you watching porn?"

Arnav's eyes instantly widened as he looked at me, his face turning into a tomato. "What the-? No!"

Oh? Did I just strike a nerve? "Cause if you are, that's totally fine," I grinned.

Arnav opened his mouth but I cut him off.

"Look, I get it, everyone has their humanly needs so if-"

"I wasn't watching porn," he exclaimed, flushing really hard.

He's such a child, I swear. "Okay, okay... no need to burst," and I couldn't help my smirk.

Yes, I purposely meant to use the word burst cause you know bursting from an orgasm?

Tee hee.

Arnav only grew another shade redder and I couldn't help but to laugh.

"It's not funny," he huffed.

"Oh," I fake sympathized, and I reached up and pinched his cheek. "We'll agree to disagree," I cooed as if he were a child, then headed to the closet.

As I did, I heard Arnav trail after me. "Don't treat me like a kid!"

"Oh? Was I," I asked innocently.

Arnav only scowled at me, making me chuckle as I put my bag down on the island, as well as my hat.

"If you keep scowling like that, you'll only look more like a child," I pointed out.

"I'm not scowling."

"Frowning, then. Huffing and puffing like a lil babe," I teased.

Arnav's expression remained the same and I could only laugh.

"Suit yourself then," and I turned to grab my robe.

"At least one of us is in a good mood; I'm assuming your visit went well then?"

My eyes slightly widened as I remembered my session with Dr. Leela.

"Someone like who?"

"Someone who is terrified to love him back!"

"But do you love him?"

"I-!"

"Khushi?"

Snapping back to reality, I grabbed my robe and looked at Arnav. "I spent the day with Amma - how else could it go," and I headed to the bathroom.

I heard Arnav chuckle behind me, thankfully letting it go there. While he went back to the room, I headed to the shower, but unfortunately all that I could hear was my session, echoing in my mind, instead of the calming, pit-pattering of the water.

"But do you love him?"

I ran my hands over my face then settled my cheeks in them.

Fucking hell....

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When I got out of the shower and was changed into a comfy sky blue jumpsuit, I went back into the room to find Arnav still on his laptop with his headphones on.

Okay, seriously, what is he watching?

Going over to his side, I sat down in the chair left to his as Arnav looked up at me when he noticed my presence.

"What's this," I frowned as I watched a girl waving the pallu of her saree in a seductive manner.

What the f-?

"It's for the upcoming ad campaign for the next launch," Arnav explained.

Oh! Well that makes more sense. 

And here I was ready to think he was looking into some porn.

Yeah, like some desi-type shit! But hey, if that's what gets his mystery-sized penis going....

Really? Again with that whole mystery-sized nonsense?

Well can you blame me? It is a mystery!

For whatever reason, I glanced down at Arnav's crotch, then quickly looked up.

What the fuck am I doing?!

Research! Now look properly this time, he's in fucking shorts-!

I will not! I'm not some peeping Tom!

You sure peeped the hell out of his glorious firm ass that day, Tom!

 You fucking-!

"You okay?"

Huh?!

Looking at Arnav, I see that he's frowning at me.

Uh... "Just a thought, nothing important. So this is for the upcoming collection in September, huh?"

"Mm hmm; I've been going over the footage, making sure it's good for the launch."

"And where will this footage be shared?"

"Definitely on the Arani website and if my partner would let me know on the development on her site, then hers too," he said, arching his brow at me.

I couldn't help but to mimic him. "Well, if you must know, Rupam is ready to launch in the middle of next month. Your contract is being finalized as we speak and I'm sure Aman will receive it from Ivy very soon."

"Happy to hear."

"Oh I bet, you and your damn ten percent," I sighed as I leaned back and rolled my eyes.

"Hey, I could've asked for more."

"Don't remind me."

Arnav smiled at me, looking at me for a moment before speaking up. "Do you still remember that dinner?"

I looked over at Arnav, finding him smiling softly. "I do; do you remember our first dinner?"

He smile grew slightly. "I do... can't believe it's been so many months since then."

Oh?

I crossed my arms over my chest. "How many months has it been?"

"Well, let's see - we had dinner April 9th..."

My eyes instantly widened. 

"...and it's only July 18th, so... a little more than 3 months."

"You actually remember the date," I gaped.

What the fuck?!

"Yeah," he nodded. 

Wait a minute.... "Cause it was your first date, ever, right?"

"It was... but that's not the main reason."

"Oh.... Well, what is the main reason?"

Arnav pinched his lips together and took off his headphones, setting them aside before looking back at me. "I think you know what the main reason is."

I took in a sharp breath. "Do I?"

"I think so," he said softly.

For a moment, I just looked at him, when from the corner of my eye, I caught sight of his new tattoo. My attention quickly drew to it, focusing on it, instead.

Come to think of it, I haven't really given it a good look ever since I lashed out at him, huh?

Reaching out, I placed my hand on his right arm and brought it closer to get a better look. Arnav shifted in his seat, bringing it closer, as he glanced down at his arm before looking at me.

I let out a small scoff. "I still can't believe you got my fucking face tatted onto your arm," I said, shaking my head with slight disbelief.

"Well believe it cause it's not going to wash away," he teased lightly.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes with a small grin - Arnav Singh Raizada doing those fake tattoos that you would find in a cereal box and get wet to transfer to your arm? Yeah right!

However... "But before you left, you said that you were going to get a tattoo on your chest. You weren't really planning on putting my face there, were you?"

"Uh, no," he blushed slightly.

Oh? "Then?"

"Well... at first I was going to do something more simple - way more simple."

"Which is?"

Arnav pinched his lips together. "It was going to be our wedding date," he said lowly.

Excuse me?!

Say what now?!

I couldn't help but to look at him in shock. Meanwhile Arnav was looking away, still blushing.

The man was going to- what the fuck? "B-but why? I mean clearly you don't have an issue remembering dates, given what was just said earlier so...?"

"I wasn't doing it so that I wouldn't forget the date we got married," he smiled lightly before it faded away from nerves. "It was more of a thing of tribute."

Huh? "What do you mean?"

"I mean... well when I got there, the idea of just putting the date didn't feel like it was enough. So we improvised."

"And somehow improvising turned a simple date into my whole face being on your arm?"

I'm so confused!

"Not exactly; Max and I started talking about stuff, then one idea led to another, which... then resulted to this."

"What do you mean by stuff?"

His cheeks brightened even more. "W-well, I mean... uh... we, uh...."

The more he fumbled, the redder his cheeks turned, which made things more obvious.

"You were talking about me, weren't you," I asked. 

His cheeks fully blossomed, confirming my suspicion. "I- uh- I mean- uh-"

Arnav only continued to fumble as he blushed, not even able to meet my eyes. Seeing him like this made me smile, when suddenly, a bubbling feeling erupted within me. I recognized the feeling, unlike last time, and I understood what it was trying to imply. And so without another thought, I reached over and kissed Arnav on the cheek, silencing him.

"You're very sweet for your gesture," I murmured.

Arnav looked at me, looking like a fish out of water.

It's honestly cute.

"I-I... I-I mean... I thought you were mad over the whole thing and were lying to me," he slightly frowned.

"No, I'm not mad about it at all."

Arnav only continued to frown at me.

He clearly knows you felt something, but doesn't know what. That's probably why he thought you were lying.

Aren't you a smart one?

No, duh!

Whatever.

Ignoring the voice, I looked back at the massive tattoo and absentmindedly began to run my thumb over it, not catching Arnav glancing at my gesture before looking back at me.

"It's not that it made me feel angry or mad, or anything along that line, but... but it bothered me," I confessed.

What am I-?

Hush! Continue!

What-?

"Why did it bother you," Arnav asked softly.

"Because I couldn't understand."

"Understand what?"

"Understand why you did it," I said, looking back at him.

Arnav's eyes slightly widened, even more so when I took hold of his left hand.

"You once told me that you got this tattoo to taunt your dickwad-of-a-grandfather, so I understand this one," I said, trailing my thumb over the tattoo of Anubis as I looked at it. "You also have your grandmother's name inked on your arm," and I brought my hand over it.

Arnav glanced at my hand before looking back at me.

"Two very significant people in your life - one good, one bad. I understand why you would get any tattoo representing them. But me," and I looked back up at him. "Why me?"

Arnav simply looked at me. "I told you before, Khushi - why do you think?"

My throat began to swell up, but I tried to gulp it away. "But why? Why me? You could have any other girl in the world; you're handsome and all the ladies definitely ogle you everywhere you go so-"

"Not all the ladies... not the one I care about."

I pinched my lips together and shook my head. "Arnav-"

But I was immediately cut off, Arnav cupping my face in his right hand, shocking me.

What is he-?

"I don't want any other girl in the world... I want you."

My heart bean to rapidly thud in my chest as I stared at him, wide-eyed.

"But do you love him?"

"I-!"

"Why," I nearly whispered.

Arnav let out a small groan of frustration, looking down, bowing his head. "Is this all you're going to ask? Why this? Why that?"

"I've only been mentally asking myself the same questions and driving myself crazy over it for the past few months..."

Arnav looked back up at me.

"...and I still don't have all of the answers, so if you do, tell me."

"What do you mean," Arnav frowned.

"What I mean is I'm going insane because I can't fucking figure out why! Why me, Arnav? Why? Why would you want someone that's fucking damaged-"

"Don't say that!"

"I am damaged," I exclaimed, shooting up to my feet. "I'm a damaged woman, I'm fucking traumatized- I'm fucking crazy for fuck's sake-!"

"Khushi, you're not crazy," Arnav said, as he stood up. "You're not damaged, stop calling yourself that!"

"It's sweet that you think that, it really is, but the reality is far harsher than la la land, Arnav! I'm damaged and probably galaxies away from being reparable-"

"Enough! I don't want to hear-"

"Oh! Enough, huh? What are you gonna do about it, huh-?"

"Khushi, stop it! I'm not the enemy here-"

"Well why aren't you?!!!!"

Arnav looked at me in shock, while my chest only heaved. "Khushi-"

"Why are you so nice to me? Why aren't you pushing me away, why do you want to be with me? Why do you want me? Why... why...?"

Tears began to flow down my cheeks and I couldn't stop myself from crying, my head bowing down as my body shook.

Arnav stepped towards me. "Khushi, please," he said, and I could hear the strain in his voice. "Please don't cry, I can't stand it-"

"Why? Why can't you stand it, why does it bother you," I exclaimed, looking back up at him. "Why do you love me? How could you possibly love me?! How could anyone love me-!"

"Don't say that! You deserve to be loved and you are loved! Everyone loves you! Your family loves you! My family loves you! I-! ...I love you."

My heart raced faster than before, to the point where I thought I was going to pass out!

He said it. He actually said it.

Oh my-!

Fuck!

Arnav let out a sigh, his shoulders sagging slightly. "I love you, Khushi. I love you to the point where I felt the need to get a tattoo of you on my fucking arm. I love you and your mischievous grin, I love when you give that devilish smirk- I even love that foul mouth of yours that could make a truck driver blush! I love your dedication, I love your commitment, I love your no-nonsense attitude, I love how you make those annoying aunties tremble with fear when they cross you, I love your strength, I... I love you."

Holy-

Fuck!

"And if you ask me why I love you one more time, so help me, I will start recapping everything you've done that makes me fall in love with you, and we could be up here for days!"

What-? I-! I mean-!

Suddenly a knock came at the door. "Chote, Khushi, dinner's ready," we heard Mama call out.

"We'll be down soon," Arnav hollered back.

"Don't be too late, your dad got cannolis on his way home so you know no one's going to wait for long!"

She didn't say anything else, so I'm assuming she's left.

Arnav let out another sigh. "We better head down," he said softly.

"Y-yeah... I'm just going to go freshen up real quick, y-you go ahead."

He simply nodded in return and quietly left the room. As soon as the door clicked shut, my knees gave out beneath me and I collapsed into the chair. All of Arnav's words began to echo in my head, replaying everything that had just happened.

Fucking-!

Hell!

I- it- he- meaning-!

Fucking hell....