Love. Sex. Aur Dhoka? (COMPLETE)

Chapter Seventy Eight

Khushi stood there, uncomfortable, as her sisters stood there as well. While Khushi was in Arnav's shirt, Payal was wearing Akash's and Seema was wearing NK's. Awkward!!!

"Um," Khushi began. "H-hey you guys...?"

"Hi," both replied.

"Um... so you guys are here... good... did you two say yes?"

The two nodded. "You?"

She nodded.

"Really," both squealed, and they ran up to her and hugged her.

Khushi hugged her sisters back and they broke away and they all smiled. Looking at the conditions they were in, they laughed.

"You two want coffee," Khushi asked.

"Yeah," Payal said.

"Sure," Seema said, "but I need to put my clothes in the dryer - they're all wet."

"How?"

"I'll explain when I come down," she said, already walking the other way.

"'Kay," Khushi replied, and her and Payal went to the kitchen.

After a few minutes passed, Seema joined them and they talked about their proposals and were happy and especially proud that their sisters had made their dreams come true.

"Now then, if you two will excuse me, I need to go yell at Arnav."

"Why," Seema asked.

"Because he proposed to me in my sweats."

"That's not his fault," Payal said.

"Don't defend him!"

"Why not?"

"After all, he is our brother in-law," Seema said.

"Future brother in-law," Khushi corrected.

"Same thing," Payal said. "So don't yell at him."

Khushi rolled her eyes and grabbed her mug and went back upstairs, Payal and Seema following behind, and each went to their man's room.

Finishing up their coffee, each couple cuddled into each other and fell asleep in each others arms. When morning came, each guy gazed away at their girl, amazed from their beauty.

Khushi squirmed a bit and pouted. Arnav couldn't help but stroke her cheek, and from his touch, Khushi woke up. Her vision was blurry at first and when things cleared and when she saw Arnav's face first thing, she screamed. She shot up in bed and Arnav covered his ears and then covered her mouth with his hand.

"What the hell! Khushi-"

"Why are you in my room?!"

"Your room? This is my room."

"It is not! It's-"

She noticed her surroundings. She wasn't in her room. She was in Arnav's room, in the penthouse. Khushi looked side to side for a moment and then looked down at her hands. She held her left hand with her right and sighed and then rested her head on Arnav's shoulder, wrapping her arms around him.

"What's wrong," Arnav asked softly, running his fingers through her hair.

"For a moment.... I thought everything that had happened yesterday was all a dream." She looked up at him. "But it wasn't." She hugged him. "It's reality."

Arnav kissed her hair and ran his fingers through it, admiring its softness and silky quality.

"Arnav?"

"Hmm?"

"Is there an excuse for me being over here? Other wise Amma will kill me-"

"Don't worry. You're supposedly at Lavanya's."

"Okay," and she kissed him on the cheek. "After we're married, every morning will be a good morning."

"And why is that," he asked, playing with her hair.

"Because every morning, the first thing I'll see when I wake up is you."

Arnav smiled lightly and kissed her cheek. "You should go get ready."

Khushi nodded and got up to freshen up. Arnav had a spare toothbrush, just for her, and Khushi brushed her teeth and washed her face. She came out and got her clothes and got ready and Arnav got dressed as well. When they went downstairs to the kitchen, they saw the other two couples there as well, Akash leaning on the island, Payal sitting on a stool besides him, NK leaning on Seema as he placed her up on the island to let her sit on it. They were all smiling and Khushi was beyond happy at the sight.

"Ah yes, the lovebirds have arrived," Seema said.

Khushi snapped out of thought and she joined them, as well as Arnav.

"About time you two came down," Payal said.

"No kidding," Akash joked.

"Now that you two are down, can we please have breakfast," NK asked.

Akash nodded in agreement and Arnav and the boys shared their little handshake and the girls rolled their eyes. The girls started to work on breakfast, the boys helping - no, more like distracting - the girls. While Seema was trying to make omelettes, NK would come and wrap his arms around her and would give her a little squeeze. While Payal tried to get the orange juice out of the fridge, Akash would trap her. And when she tried to pour it into glasses, he kept coming in the way and kept distracting her. While Khushi tried to make pancakes, Arnav would try to distract by slowly moving his hand too hers whenever she would try to flip the pancakes overs, giving her little tingles.

The girls couldn't help but wonder: what will happen after we're married?

While the guys wondered: I can't wait till we're married!