Part 15

“Look in this direction and then smile like a newly married man.”

What the hell does that even supposed to mean! Newly married smile .

Ishan rolled his eyes before stretching his lips in a smile that might be like a shy smile to the photographer.

Might be is the keyword Because the photographer was getting enough of these two.

“Get closer. You both look like you're advertising for corona precaution! Not a married couples” he asked Ishan and Shubman to scoot closer to each for the photo.

Ishan glared at Shubman and took a step towards him . “Enough?”

“No get more closer”

Should I just get inside his skin now! Duh .

The photographer swore to himself and he looked a few seconds away from practically gluing these two together and got at least a single photo of them .

Shubman, who was never a fan of such things, sighed and bristled towards him. Their arms now touching as Photographers had a bit of relief.

“Okay now do a couple poses. Look towards each other”

What?

“Is that really necessary?” Ishan asked and before he could utter anything else.the photographer interjected.”yes it is.”

Seeing the Hesitation on Ishan's face and determined look on the photographer's face, Shubman placed his hands on Ishan's waist pulling him closer to him as Ishan looked incredulously at Shubman, his hand fisting the fabric of Shubman's cloth to balance himself.

Ishan's heart dropped in the pit at the close proximity as he gazed up at Shubman while Shubman looked down Ishan's reddened face. A

Warm feeling bursted in Shubman's stomach holding Ishan so close.

Seeing the scarlet on Ishan's cheeks, Shubman grinned and leaned closer to him. The blush intensified on Ishan's cheeks as he looked away but Shubman placed his index finger under Ishan's chin to make him look up at him.

“W-what are you doing?”Ishan stuttered. Shubman smiles at the question.”What do you think I am doing?”

His voice note going a bit damper than usual as Ishan gulped, a shiver ran through his spine and he gave a puzzled look at Shubman.

Click!

“Perfect” the photograph exclaimed after clicking the picture while they were interacting. They looked like a chaotic couple but they both compliment each other well.

“Well you guys can carry on with your romance.i have already got the perfect shots .”the photographer commented with a knowing grin.

Ishan immediately created space between them and scratched the small of his back.

Romance? Please. Uncle ji are you blind!?

Shubman gave a nod to Photographer and was already on his way to get away from the awkward moment.

Ishan too started walking away simultaneously while the Photographer shook his head at the newly couple who were walking in different directions.  “Young people nowadays”

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“Mummy, i don't want to go”Ishan pouted as the ceremony ended and everyone was heading to their own room which means Ishan had to share a room with Shubman.

Mrs Kishan shook her head, “Ishu what are you saying? You're married to him”

Yeah, I'm married to him ! But that doesn't mean I am suddenly ready to sleep in the same room as him . And kya pata wo snore karta ho .

Jeez what have I gotten myself into.

“Ishan!?”Mrs Kishan lightly slapped his cheeks to get him out his train of thought.

“Mom I know but you know I can't sleep well with a new person” Ishan reasoned out as Mrs Kishan melted under the pleading time of Ishan.

“but he is not just a new person now. He is your husband and you have to stay with each for your whole life”

Ishan felt a rush of heat passing in his body at the last sentence of his mother and sighed in defeat knowing he had to face this sooner or later.

“Ishan I know it's hard for you but trust me Ishu. Shubman is the best guy for you. He will always have your back .” Mrs Kishan caresses  Ishan's cheeks, knowing the dilemma he is going through.

Ishan nodded and hugged her tightly , nuzzling his face in her neck and when he looked up. His eyes fell on Shubman who was leaning against the wall.

Shubman smiled at them , he had been here for a few minutes when they were talking but kept his mum letting them have their moment.

Shubman had heard Mrs Kishan when she was reassuring Ishan and he felt a sense of protectiveness wash over him.

He was glad that Mrs Kishan had trust in him and he swore to never break the trust especially knowing Mrs Kishan's condition.

The MRI report of Mrs Kishan came out a week earlier and the test report wasn't what he desired to see but Destiny had its own desire.

He didn't tell the report to Mrs Kishan earlier knowing very well that it would spoil Her happiness and he wanted her to be happy for her son without any pain.

Mrs Kishan senses Someone's presence behind and cranes her neck to look for who's there. On seeing Shubman, She smiled .

“Oh Shubman. You're here. Well I should take my leave , you both must be tired out by all the rites. Take rest now”

Mrs Kishan squeezed Ishan's arms  and gave an acknowledging nod at Shubman.

When she was near the door , Ishan called out to her, “Mom where is Prithvi? I can't sleep without cuddling him”

Mrs Kishan chuckled at him , finding it amusing that he still wants his stuffed toy but there was someone in the room who didn't find it funny.

He clenched his fist to suppress the irking emotion. Who the hell is this Prithvi? Shubman thought to himself.

“You and Mayank lost him during your fights and since then he is nowhere to be found.”Mrs Kishan said, implying to that day they both misplaced the whole room.

Hearing Mayank , all his thoughts about prithvi evaporated as he placed his hands on his hips. Frowning.

Ye chomu kaha gya ?

“Mom, have you seen Mayank anywhere? He just vanished in the middle of the wedding. Even Abhishek is nowhere to be seen. Did he leave Or what?”

He inquired, hoping that his mother did have seen them somewhere. He was so busy with all the rituals and practices that he completely forgot about them.

Mrs Kishan too frowned and tried to remember.

“The last time I saw Mayank. He was with Abhishek in the balcony”

Mayank and Abhishek together? Oh no maar waar to nahi diya in dono ne ek dusre ko.

“They were together? Are you sure? Were they fighting!?” Ishan exclaimed and looked at Her incredulously.

“No, they were just talking and why are you saying it like that? Aren't all of your friends?”she replied giving a

“Mom Mayank and Abhishek are like the south pole of two different magnets. They repel each other. I am afraid we will find their dead body tomorrow”Ishan gave a weary look and shook his head, already thinking about the worst case.

“Ishan! Don't talk like this”Mrs Kishan chided and narrowed her eyes on him.

“Sorry…”ishan apologized sheeplesly and scratches the back of his head.

“Okay ab bohot baatein ho gyi. Jaake so jao”

Mrs Kishan dismissed the topic not really giving a thought to Ishan's statement and made her way outside the room leaving Shubman and Ishan alone.

Ishan’s anxiety which was long forgotten came back again with a thunderbolt. Okay ishan he is not a Vampire or werewolf who will eat you.. take a damn deep breath !!

“Umm…” Ishan started but his words left unsaid in his mouth when Shubman too stormed out of the room without listening to him.

“Okay what was that?” Ishan frowned and shrugged .

Choro accha hai chala gya … good for my peace.

Suddenly sab kuch acha kyu Ja Raha hai?

First no Mayank to annoy me saying it's my wedding night and now Shubman just left me alone . Woahhh

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Ishan sat on the edge of the bed after changing into something comfortable and gazed at the beautifully decorated room. His eyes admiring the

Elegant flower arrangements, the soft lighting and the thoughtful touches that have been added to make the room look romantic and intimate.

A perfect backdrop but Alas, their effort would have to go in vain because no such things are going to happen now or even in the future.

Yeah sure~

Ishan's subconscious mind chided and he rolled his eyes.

Yeah, very sure! You're a pervert , you know that!

But baby I am you . You are me!~

“Shut up!!!” Ishan screamed and at the same time Shubman entered the room . He gave a skeptical look at Ishan and pointed his index finger at himself before looking around to see if there was someone else. Or is it Prithvi? .

“ I just came here?”Shubman said with uncertainty.

“Not you! I was talking to myself”

“....”

“.....”

Shubman muttered underneath his breath,”idiot” as he made his way inside the bathroom as he was still in his wedding attire.

Ishan glared at Shubman back as he disappeared and crawled inside the bed , purposefully trying to sabotage the rose petals arrangement on the bed.

When Shubman came outside  the bathroom, He chuckled seeing Ishan rolled up inside the duvet like a burrito.

Hearing the shuffled , Ishan peeped his head out of the duvet and affirmed with authority.”you have to sleep on the couch”

“And why?”Shubman raised his eyebrow and questioned sarcastically.

“Because!!!”Ishan tried to reason out but couldn't come up with a good reason.

“Because?”Shubman repeated Ishan's words as he stood near the edge of the bed.

“I said so!!” Ishan said in a high pitched voice as if he made a statement. Aise samay pe Mayank kyu nahi hota hai mere aas paas.

“Ishan we aren't in some kind of drama , be practical. I can't sleep on the couch . “ Shubman paraphrased with a hint of dominance.

Ishan grumbled knowing That Shubman is right and huffed . His resolve was broken.”okay fine. You can sleep on the bed”

“Thank you” Shubman sarcastically thanked him .

“But! You have to sleep on the left side!” Shubman was about to settle down too but stopped hearing Ishan . He doesn't mind sleeping on either of the sides but something in him wanted to argue with Ishan just to get a reaction out of him.

“But I can't sleep on the left side,” he argued.

“I also can't sleep on the left side! I am always right that's why I always sleep on the right side” Ishan concluded as Shubman chuckled seeing the angry red face of Ishan.

Shubman didn't argue further and just laid on the left side.

Ishan smiled in a sense of victory . Nobody can beat the almighty Ishan ! Not even this utility pole.

He placed a few pillows between Making a makeshift wall , to which Shubman gave a quizzical look but didn't say anything and turned his back to him.

Ishan also turned his back and closed his eyes . The days continuously back and forth drawing upon him as he fell into a deep sleep.

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Author's note:

I hope everyone enjoyed reading it ✨.

Btw yesterday it was my jee mains mock test and I scored such low marks 🥲 155/300 . The dukh , the dard , the peedha 🥲 .

(Dukh so bad that I wrote a 2000 words chapter in 2 hours 🥲🤡 )

Anyways keep enjoying and stay safe(which is hard considering the situation in today's generation) 🫥

Yours lovingly,

@raesurmise