Going over to a tree, the two sat down, Arnav having Khushi sit in between his legs. Khushi leaned back against him and Arnav sighed.
"Now this is perfect."
Khushi looked up at him.
"You need to learn to take a break, you're always working so hard," Arnav frowned.
Khushi rolled her eyes and rested back against him.
"I mean it Kit Kat, you need to slow down; you work too hard.
"Mom doesn't like it one bit, but you just do as you please. If not for me, will you all least do it for her? She gets worried."
Khushi sighed and looked down at her lap. Arnav had a point; Amoli hated how Khushi overworked herself and how she always kept herself busy with work. She couldn't help it, she just liked to work, but Amoli didn't like it. She would rather prefer Khushi spend the whole day with Avantika instead of just working around and about the house. But Khushi was a stubborn girl, and worked away as much as she pleased.
"Please?"
With another sigh, Khushi nodded, and Arnav hugged her.
"Thank you. And I promise I won't tell Ma that you worked even after she told you not to."
Khushi looked up at him with her eyebrow arched. Promise?
"Promise," and he placed a kiss on her lips.
*~*
Hours passed and the couple continued to relax, Arnav telling Khushi of his time in France.
"...honestly, snails aren't even that bad, you have to try it."
Khushi grimaced with disgust and Arnav rolled his eyes.
"They are not that bad! Tell you what, we'll go to a French restaurant and then-"
Khushi rapidly shook her head. There is no way in hell that you are going to make me eat snails!
"Khushi-"
Khushi shook her head again and forced herself loose from Arnav's hold, rising up to her feet.
"What the-"
Oh stop it you! With a roll of her eyes, Khushi walked away.
"Khushi-! Hey!"
Arnav got up and followed after, stopping in front of her.
"Well that wasn't very nice," he pouted.
Khushi frowned at him. You're not twelve, that doesn't work anymore.
"Okay, okay, fine - I won't force you to eat snails, sorry."
With a roll of her eyes, Khushi crossed her arms. Damn right you won't.
Arnav stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Now will you stop being mad at me?"
Khushi looked him and his small puppy pout, and she couldn't help the smile on her face. Seeing her smile made Arnav smile and he kissed her once more. Khushi melted in his hold, everything around her beginning to become nonexistent.
This is perfect.
Pulling back, Khushi nuzzled her nose against his.
I love you.
"Khushi, I want to take you out on a date."
What the? Khushi's eyes shot up to his in surprise.
"Khushi, I want to take you out on a date."
What the? Khushi's eyes shot up to his in surprise.
"Since we are officially dating, its only right that I do - and don't worry, we won't go to a French restaurant," he grinned.
I- but-!
"You have no choice, you're going."
Khushi gave him an exasperated look. I can't just do that!
"Nuh uh, I won't take any excuses. You can save all your work and having to help Nani and what not, I won't hear it. I'm taking you out on a date and that's final."
But-!
"I'll ask Di and chatterbox to help out; that way mom and dad won't get suspicious. Heck, I'll ask Nani for her help. So don't even bother trying to back out."
Khushi let out a sigh. Oh well... there's no stopping him now. And I guess... I mean I've always dreamt of going on a date with him so... fine.
Khushi rested her chin against his chest, looking up at him with a small pout, her arms wrapped around his waist.
"I'm assuming that's your 'fine, I'll go' look?"
Khushi nodded.
"Good," and he placed another kiss on her lips. "We should head back, it's getting late."
Taking her hand in his, Arnav and Khushi walked back to the house. It was almost time for dinner, so Khushi was going to head to the kitchen.
"You sure that's a good idea," Arnav asked. "Mom really doesn't want you to do any more work at all."
Khushi smiled with a roll of her eyes. It'll be fine-
"Khushi!!!"
Both Arnav and Khushi snapped around to see Avantika running over to them, Avantika running straight into Khushi, landing into her with a hug.
"I fucked up, I fucked up, I fucked up!!!"
"What the f-?"
Khushi glared at Arnav but Arnav was absolutely confused.
Well 'what the' is right, but what did she 'fuck up' with?
"Where have you been, come with me right now, I fucked up big time," and without another word, Avantika took Khushi away with her.
"Chatterbox-! This girl I swear.... Well, at least Khushi won't be going back to work any time soon. But what... better find out for myself," and Arnav went after them.
Rushing up the stairs, Avantika led Khushi to her room. Entering the room, Khushi saw Deviyani in there already.
"Oh for heaven's sake," Deviyani muttered with a roll of her eyes.
"Hush it woman, you are my enemy!"
Deviyani scowled at her and so did Khushi.
Avantika!
"Well she is, look at what she made me do," and she thrusted her phone in Khushi's face.
At first, Khushi was stunned, staring at the phone cross-eyed. But when she fixed her sight and took hold of the phone and looked at it properly, she was still very much confused. All she saw was the texting app opened on Avantika's phone, opened on her conversation with Virat. There wasn't really much to read, as the conversations were pretty short and simple. Khushi looked at Avantika in confusion, completely confused.
"Look at the bottom!"
Khushi scrolled all the way down, seeing that there was a voice memo attached, sent from Avantika.
Okay... so?
"Play it," Avantika cried, and she went to her bed and buried her face in her pillow.
Um...?
Khushi looked at Deviyani and she simply rolled her finger by her head, gesturing that Avantika was crazy. With a frown, Khushi tapped on the voice memo to hear it.
"Um... h-hey Virat. How's it going? Um... there... t-there was something I wanted to tell you... something I've been wanting to tell you for some time now... um... I-I'm kinda nervous, I actually can't believe I'm s-saying this... oh geez, hear the way I'm stuttering, I mean I don't stutter, I ramble, I mean that's the reason why everyone calls me chatterbox, I mean even you do, which by the way is so rude, I mean its rude in general that everyone calls me that, even though they have a point- ouch, Nani! What did you do that- ugh fine! ...what I wanted to say was... was... I-really-like-you... a lot... and I have for a long time.... There, that was what I wanted to say to you... yeah... I just wanted to tell you that I really like you and... yeah... laters?"
What... the...?
Khushi looked at Avantika with wide eyes, who was looking at her already. Avantika let out a shrill and buried her face in her pillow once more and Khushi looked at Nani, confusion filling her face.
"It's about time, huh," Deviyani said. "I finally managed to convince her to say it, although I told her to say it face to face. But the little Miss is just such a scaredy cat, and sent that to him instead. I mean honestly, in my days-"
"This isn't the early 1900s Nani, this is now," Avantika cried.
But Deviyani simply rolled her eyes.
Wow... um... even I'm kinda speechless. I mean... wow Nani, I can't believe you got her to do it!
Khushi held her hand out to Deviyani and Deviyani high-fived her.
"Yes! Even Khushi is on my side."
Avantika sat up and looked at Khushi. "How could you be on her side?!"
Khushi gave a small shrug. Well Nani is right, it's about time!
"Khushi!"
"Oh hush it you! Even Anjali betiyan and damatji agrees with me, I called them while you were looking for Khushi. They both agree that it's about time you told Virat, and now, even Khushi agrees.
"But-"
"I mean honestly, I'm not getting any younger. Anjali betiyan is all settled, now Chote and Khushi are all set..."
Khushi blushed at Deviyani's words.
"...now the only one left is you, but if you keep acting like you're 12, well I may as well die before seeing my other grandson in-law."
"Nani-!"
"Oh stop it you! Khushi and I both have seen the way you've cared for him behind closed doors, and honestly, it's about time you opened those doors up for Virat."
"Ugh Nani, you just don't get it," and Avantika shoved her face in her pillow, placing it on top of her knees.
"You do realize I was married once upon a time and have this family yes? Your grandfather and I may not exactly have had a love marriage, but it was love at first sight when his family came to meet me. I know the feeling of being crazily in love, so if you think I'm just going to watch you suppress it and drive yourself insane, well, you just may be."
Avantika scowled at her but Deviyani simply shrugged.
"This isn't funny Nani!"
"You're right, its not - its quite serious actually. And the fact that you haven't been treating it seriously at all is quite disappointing."
Avantika looked down, while Khushi looked away. No one ever liked it when one was disappointed with you, especially an elder.
Deviyani sighed. "Look, I don't wish to be hard on you. But the fact is, you are grown up now and your childish habits must go. Instead of driving yourself insane, do what you need to do. Yes, you are the youngest, and you can get away with quite a lot of things. This however, I am not going to let slide. Do not waste your time over someone if they don't care about you. However, you can't even do that because you choose not to find out. Trust me Avi, it's better to know than to sit there in wonder, wasting your time away. For all we know, my future grandson in-law could be someone else and you're too busy with this guy, keeping me away from him.
"Nani," Avantika frowned.
"What," she replied, as if she hadn't said anything of the matter.
Khushi pursed her lips. Oh Nani.
"Whatever, point is - you're welcome that I gave you the push you needed."
"This sucks," Avantika muttered.
"Welcome to adulthood," and Deviyani got up, ready to leave the room, when she paused. "Chote?"
Both Khushi's and Avantika's eyes widened and both turned to the door.
Oh shit.
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