Love Across Time

Eight

~𝓑𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝓻𝓮𝓮𝔃𝓮𝓼~

"How does Bhrata Bheem manage to pick this up? It's like carrying a mountain!" Aanya exclaimed with a dramatic sigh, struggling to lift the gigantic mace. Her legs wobbled, threatening to give way, but just in the nick of time, Arjun swooped in with wide eyes and placed the mace back in its designated spot.

"This mace is meant for the likes of Bhrata Bheem. Sadly, you don't possess his otherworldly strength," Arjun replied, unable to hold back a chuckle.

"I'll have you know that I am a force to be reckoned with!" Aanya shot him an incredulous glare.

"Yes, of course, a force who occasionally trips over her own feet," Arjun playfully added, gleaming mischief in his eyes.

Aanya's glare intensified. "You!" she pointed an accusing finger at him as she approached him.

Arjun raised an eyebrow, a hint of playfulness in his expression, as he took a small step closer. "Me?" he innocently asked, a warm smile dancing on his lips.

Aanya couldn't help but break into a shy smile, captivated by his charm. "Shut up," she declared with mock seriousness

"What if I don't?" Arjun teased, his smile growing wider as he closed the distance between them.

Aanya took a step back, her heart skipping a beat as she felt the wall against her back. She looked up at him, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm going to..." she trailed off, unable to resist the magnetic pull between them.

Arjun leaned in closer, their proximity creating an electric tension in the air. "You're going to what?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

Aanya's cheeks turned a shade of pink, the words caught in her throat. "Why are you repeating my words? Let me finish," she said, trying to glare at him, but failing to hide the smile playing on her lips.

"I'm just giving you time to think. We both know your brain works a little slow," he said, stifling a chuckle.

Aanya gasped, "You are such an idiot." She gave him a playful glare.

Arjun grinned, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "Well, it takes one to know one."

Aanya looked at him, with confusion on her face, before finally understanding his words. She gave him a glare.

"Aap mujhe pareshan mat karo," she said, resting her hands on her waist.

"Maine toh kuch nahi kiya," he shrugged, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes.

"Main jaa rahi hoon," she grumpily said.

"Kahaan?" he asked, leaning in closer.

"I'm not telling you," she said, trying to get him out of her way with a feigned stern expression.

When he didn't budge, she continued to give him a glare.

"Don't you have any work? As far as I remember, you have a war to fight," Aanya reminded him.

"Thank God! Your memory is as sharp as ever, unlike your brain," Arjun playfully remarked.

She glared and responded, "You're so irritating."

He chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling. "You've reminded me countless times, etching it into my memory."

A mischievous glint playfully danced in her eyes as she lightly tapped his shoulder, causing a surge of butterflies in his stomach. "And I won't let you forget it!" she declared with a mischievous giggle.