TS: Switched

Switched-Part 1

He stepped out of the bathroom and absent-mindedly dried his hair with a small white towel as his eyes remained fixed on the sleeping figure of her on the bed.

Arnav threw the towel on the recliner and walked towards her side of the bed while closing the top two buttons of his charcoal shirt.

"Khushi?" he asked, hoping to get an answer from her still sleeping figure.

After getting no response despite many attempts he sat on the edge of the bed and touched her forehead in concern. Arnav was confused and somewhat concerned as by this time his wife had usually narrated about five stories in her chirpy voice. Besides she was an early riser.

Something had to happen for her to sleep until now.

"Khushi? Are you okay? He asked gently, touching her cheek. This time feeling slightly relieved as she stirred in sleep. Seemingly too tired to even open her eyes.

She slowly opened her eyes with a blurry vision and a massive headache. A heavy weight on her side forced her to look up. Finding an unfamiliar man in close proximity she almost shrieked and sat up in an instant. The headache and the strange surroundings forgotten. She wanted to know how she got there, that too in the room of this strange- but intimidating and equally handsome- man.

Arnav raised an eyebrow.

"What the-"

After months of living with this woman, she still managed to surprise him on a regular basis. With Khushi anything was expected.

Arnav got up and started combing his hair as this was a regular occurrence. Ever since he became Khushi's husband, the element of surprise was slowly draining out of his mind as he had mentally prepared himself for anything and everything.

"Clearly you are feeling fine, now tell me what kept you in bed so long? Late night movies again?" he spoke to her reflection in the mirror.

"Huh?" she asked frantically looking for something.

Arnav bit back a smile. So this show was going to run for a while.

"Khushi you watched Salman Khan movies again didn't you?"

"Who is Khushi? And I don't watch movies" she said sternly.

Why was this man acting like he knew her.

Arnav's movements froze mid way. What was she up to now?

Out of all the things, this he hadn't expected from Khushi. But if this is how she wants to play so be it.

"Acha? You are not Khushi? Then who are you?"

Arnav had learnt to play along by now.

She felt uncomfortable with his gaze and finally after finding what she had been looking for hurriedly got out of bed and stood at a distance from this strange strange man.

"I...I am...Gunjan"