Arjun felt her eyes and turned to.look at her while putting the empty pot into sink. She was leaning on the door rail rubbing her hands to put away the cold.
Arjun gave a hesitant smile and turn to fill the pot with water.
Arohi was feeling cold as as always wanted to sit on the shelf beside the stove. It was another one of her old habits that in winter she sit on the shelf beside stove and took heat from the fire to stay warm.
She turned around to look at the mini stool that she had put in arjun's kitchen last year but it was no where.
A pain sting her heart. How many more things are gonna tell her that she doesnt belong here anymore??? That she is not associated as his??? that he is no longer her's???
Hurt seeped in her heart and she closed her eyes momentarily to put it away.
Arjun was not immune to her reactions too. The pain was reflecting on her face. And what was hurting her, he know the reason too.
It was Natasha who threw away that stool saying "This shabby stool looks so out of place...Why are you keeping this garbage in your home arjun" And before, he could argue...she threw that out.
Arjun raised the mugs to divert her attention. "Coffee??" he slowly muttered.
"Yeah" Arohi moved forward and was standing beside the stove once again. She moved forward her hand to grab the cup when arjun put that back on the other side of shelf. Arohi looked at her with confused eyes when arjun turn, and without taking permission, get hold of the sides of her waist from both hands.
Arohi's hand came around his shoulders the instant she felt herself lifted up and looking deep into eachother eyes, arjun made her sit on the shelf which was quiet high than her height.
The both were froze for a moment. His hands lingered on her tiny waist while her hands moved down on his chest, stopping near his heart as of making herself belief with the thud of his heartbeat that this is true.
He is really standing and holding her, protectively.
The candle placed in the kitchen give away that made darkness surround them even more. The only light they had was from the fire in the stove that was burning slowly.
Arohi felt the difference and averted her gaze while pulled her hands off him.
Arjun jerked back with her actions. He was so lost in the trance but abruptly got away. His eyes look around and fall on the coffee mugs.
"Here, take it" He said holding the cup near her and without looking at him, she grabbed it.
The hotness of the cup in the coldness of her palms and fingers, send chills in her body which just get relax with the feeling. She pulled her legs up and crossed them on the shelf while holding the cup, protectively in her hands and blowing inside before taking a small sip.
"Thank God" her heart whispered. Atleast arjun still remember the way she like to have her coffee with a topping of crushed chocolate.
Arjun pulled a chair into the kitchen and sit on the front of stove while having her coffee but his eyes were totally fixed on her face.
Her hairs were wet from the rain. Her lips were bare and trembling. Her cheeks which were pale just a few seconds back were getting there rosiness. Her long beautiful fingers were holding the cup as if her life depending on it.
The shirt's sleeves were half covering her hands too but that was looking so cute. The upper two open buttons were giving a view to her collarbones.
God!! He missed her.
He missed holding her hands, teasing her to make her nostrils flare, say sorry later on to see that beautiful smile coming on her face that used to be just for him.
She was never an artificial person. What you see is what you get. That all can defined his arohi.
Arohi was though feeling his gaze on herself but choose to ignore it.
"You are ok now???" he asked not bearing the silence anymore
"YEAH" she replied to the point.
Again the silence prevailed between them.All that can be felt was a rage of emotions developing in there ownself along with the heat coming from the low fire of the stove.All that hear able was the fast beating sound of there hearts and the rain drops hitting the stiffness of the walls, slowly in the background.
They took small sips of there coffee. Both thinking to find out a topic so they can start a small discussion.
But nothing came up.
Arohi's coffee mug was finished and now she was playing with the rim of the cup, drawing circles with the tip of her index finger. Arjun's gaze was still fixed on her face when she jerked her head, placed the cup carefully on the side and jumped down.
"I should go now" She declared and moved towards the kitchen door but arjun was quick to place the cup down on the floor and catching hold of her wrist as he stood up.
In a flick of a second, she was pinned to the wall and arjun was caging her perfectly there.
Her wrists were held by his strong hands, his face was so close to her face that his breath was falling on it n vice versa.
"First, I need answers before you are allowed to leave" He said in a caveman style that made arohi shuddered.
"Why you came here?" arjun asked her before she can argue. Arohi was baffled at the sudden question and looked in his eyes, who were boring into her's.
OK thats for now...will try to write next part tonyt...n that surly will b a last one...hehe...
a range of emotions coming to me that i wanna explore as i m writing it...so i want to give it my best shot here...
Edited by cool_SK - 13 December 2012 at 9:04am