Part 20

Ishan was wearing a white oversized shirt with a pair of shorts. He wrapped his arms around himself to provide him warmth as he gazed at the twinkling cities from the balcony.

He smiled to himself before sighing. He was feeling homesick now that his mother isn't around.

Is she okay? I hope she took her medicine on time ? Is she missing me ? I miss her

His petal-like lips formed an adorable pout when he heard a cough from behind.

He turned his head and was met with Shubman’s eyes . In his hand was a mug of hot chocolate which was a bit cold . Just the way Ishan’s like.

He handed the mug to Ishan and said ,”missing aunty?”

Ishan took a small sip of the hot chocolate before nodding lightly.

Shubman nodded in understanding and stood there. At that moment, he wished he knew how to comfort someone but he was never good at expressing his feelings.

So he stood there in hope that it's making Ishan feel he isn't alone in this and that he will be beside him from now on.

Ishan looked at Shubman from the corner of his eyes as he felt those fuzzy feelings erupting in his body again.

He took a sip of the now cold , hot chocolate and looked at the landscape again .

Silence flowed in the atmosphere except from the noise from crickets as They both stood there in each other's presence. Each trying to figure out their conflicted emotions.

After some moments of blissful silence , Shubman turned his head slightly to look at Ishan.

He felt lost gazing at Ishan as if he's staring at some ethereal being.

At the same time , Ishan also turned his head as their eyes met . Without blinking, they kept staring at each other, completely forgetting their surroundings.

Blush erupted in Ishan's cheeks as he realised what he was doing and immediately looked away coyly.

Shubman also came to his senses and took a breather. Extending his hands, he took the empty mug from Ishan's hand and started walking away.

Shubman's cold fingertips touched Ishan’s for a moment as his palms started sweating. He felt an electric current passing through his hands and he quickly put them in pocket

But before he knew it he placed his hand on Shubman's arms to stop him from going, realising he was about to leave. “Wait!”

“...?” Shubman looked at him with a questioning gaze . Ishan scratched his neck as he himself doesn't know why he didn't want him to leave.

“I am bored” what? Stupid!

“so?”Shubman raised his eyebrow.

“So stay here and talk to me” Ishan immediately said in confidence as to not make him look like a fool. Shubman shrugged his shoulders before putting the mug on the small table in the balcony and walked up to Ishan.

“What do you want to talk about?” Shubman asked.

“Ab ye bhi main hi batao? Tum kuch baat nahi kar sakte?” Ishan rolled his eyes as he sat on the chair there.

Shubman felt called out as he calculated what he could talk about. “Ah..”

Ishan looked at Shubman as he waited for him to speak. By looking from the looks he must be thinking of some nice gossip he heard .

Wait ! Isn't he a doctor? There must definitely be some patients who did something really crazy. Like hitt—

“Do you think investing in the share market is a good idea? Let's discuss” Shubman said as if it's a question which came in the exam paper.

Ishan's excited eyes turned dull as he rolled his eyes again. He sarcastically said “Oh what is collision? Explain in brief”

Shubman felt a bit confused at the sudden question and started explaining nonetheless,

“Collision is any event when two bodies exert—-”

Ishan's eyes widened as he immediately said”arey arey ruko ruko”

“Didn't you ask that?” Shubman felt befuddled  as Ishan made a crying face before explaining that what he said was sarcasm . A satire.

“Oh” Shubman said as felt a bit embarrassed. He sat down on the adjacent chair beside Ishan.

“Oh indeed.” Ishan chuckled at him . “Anyways, how about we okay 2 lie and one truth? “ Ishan suggested as he felt it's a bit too early to sleep and his phone was on charging.

“What's that?” Shubman frowned.

“Jeez tell me honestly Shubman. You lied about your age . You're actually not 27 rather 80 year old” Ishan laughed before explaining the game to Shubman.

“Okay I get it and I don't think so I look like an 80 year old” Shubman nodded but added the later as he was offended by Ishan's statement. He isn't old. Okay he was just not interested in playing such childish game . He would rather study .

“Good that you get it and I know you don't look like an 80 year old . Your mental age is of an 80 year old grandpa”

Shubman frowned, “let's play then and I do not have a mental age of 80 . Your have a mental age of 8 year old grandchild”

Ishan scoffed and looked seriously at him,”I will start first . My first statement is that I once bunked my school to watch YJHD .

Second is that I once put chewing gum in my teacher’s hair .

The third is that I once wrote a false love letter to my Pt teacher with my English teacher name on it. Aaaand please I DO NOT have a mental age of 8 . So shut up grandpa” Ishan ended his statement and showed his tongue to Shubman.

Shubman rolled his eyes at Ishan's childish antics before analysing his statement. He was conflicted as each one was worse than the previous one .

And after racking his brain out , he concluded the first one was probably the truth and the other two were lies, especially the third one .

He couldn't be that crazy enough to do that ? Right?

“Umm first was the truth and 2, 3 were lies and whatever helps you sleep at night grandchild” he didn't forget to add the reply to him .

“Wrong! 3 is the truth and the other two are lies . And for fudge’s sake grandpa .” Ishan booed at him.

“You. did .what.! ? Seriously? And look at your language,  “ Shubman said, flabbergasted .

“What?and my language is perfectly fine” he showed a perfect sign from hand .

“You ah nevermind. My turn right?   . My first statement is that I never cheated on a test .

Second is that I have never drunk alcohol and third, I once gave wrong medicine to a patient which worsened his condition…. And okay your language is fine . However, can we stop talking like this ?” Shubman said . He is definitely sure that he had never said so many words at once . He wonders why Ishan's mouth doesn't hurt after talking continuously.

“Jeez, easy . Third is the truth while the other two are lies . I mean  a doctor can sometimes make mistakes, they're also human beings. And okay , it's tiring to be honest to talk diabolically duh . Its giving me and mayank when we talk on two different apps at the same time on different topics”

“You're wrong too . Actually 2 is the truth . I haven't ever drank alcohol.”

“You're joking!? You're telling me that you haven't ever cheated on a test !ON A FREAKIN TEST DAMN” Ishan’s eyes widened in wonder as he squirted his doey eyes at Shubman.

“Jhoot bol rahe hona ? Mai kuch nahi kahuga . Like if you're scared that I will tell the press about the whole misplacement of medicine incident.”

“Huh?”

“It's okay Shubman. Accident happens. You don't need to lie .i understand”

“What you understand?huh ?what accident and what press”

“Arey theeke Shubman. Don't be scared .I swear I won't tell anyone about this matter .I just hope the patient was well afterwards . “

Shubman placed his index over Ishan's lips to stop him from speaking more gibberish. He moved his face closer to Ishan's and spoke in low tone sending chills to Ishan's back bone.

“I didn't misgive a patient with the wrong medicine. So don't use the last bit of your brain cell on this . Hmm?” His humming echoed in Ishan's ear as his heart beat palpitation .

“O-okay” he stuttered as Shubman's index finger was still on his lips . He immediately backed and stood up abruptly before running towards their bedroom.

“I am going to sleep, bye!”

Shit I have to share the bedroom . But wait, I can just sleep in the other room . Haha

His lips formed an evil smile as he went inside the other bedroom. But the smile faded within minutes inside the room.

Why is this room so creepy? Chilly .His body shivered.

It's not like he hasn't slept alone ever. In fact he had been sleeping alone since he turned a teenager but something about the atmosphere of this room kept creeping him out or maybe it's just his mind playing games .

He closed the curtain of the window , not wanting to see something he shouldn't see and got inside the bed.

His mind replayed the conversation he had with Mayank some time ago . Mayank said that when you settle into a new house , the supernatural being who was living there too will try to harm you as you're trying to intrude in their house.

Bhy ye Mayank ko bhi yahi sab batana rahta hai mujhe and meko bhi ye abhi yaad aana .

He covered himself with a duvet but felt someone staring at him .

Mummaa he cried out . Removing the duvet he sat upright and stare at the ceiling as his mind automatically imagining  ,A ghost staring at him creepily from the corner.

“Mummy!! Jai hanuman wait wait Christian ghost bhi to ho sakta hai oh God who art in heaven but wait Jinn bhi to sakta hai . “He ran his fingers through his hair as he abruptly stood up from the bed .

He immediately went inside the master bedroom and closed the door beside him . Finally sighing in relief, Ishan stared at Shubman who in turn gave a questioning look at him .

Wasn't he going to sleep in the other room?

“Oh actually after thinking for a long time . I realised we should sleep together. After all we're husband” Ishan explained as Shubman hummed at him, not quite believing him . He could see the sweat on Ishan's forehead and he also stuttered in between.

Shubman put on his black rimmed glasses as he continued reading the book in his hands.

Realizing that he had been ignored, Ishan scoffed at the figure sitting on the bed and went to the bed too.

As if I am dying to talk to him ..

He looked at Shubman who was completely immersed in the book . He peeped to look at Book’s name . What kind of book is he reading to make him that interested ? Or maybe he is reading some *cough* naughty book .

Shubman frowned and looked at Ishan who’s giving him a very creepy smile . Shubman blinked his eyes and asked with uncertainty,”is there something wrong?”

Ishan giggles before hitting Shubman’s shoulder, making the latter one more confused.

“Huh?”

“Arey theeke !  Everyone has the right to enjoy themselves. I am not judging you at all” Ishan giggled adorably, his mellowy voice echoing in the room.

Shubman blinked his eyes.

“You're reading thaaaat” Ishan exaggerated at that, suggesting something else as realized poured on Shubman's face . He gazed at Ishan's unbelievable behaviour as he poked the inside of cheeks with his tongue before putting the book aside.

He leaned his body towards Ishan , trapping him in between the bed’s headboard And his arms. he moved his face closer to Ishan's as their nosetip touches making Ishan widen his already widen eyes.

“W-what are you doing?” He stuttered and looked away but Shubman placed his index under his chin Making him look at him .

Shubman etched closer to his lips , his minty breath falling on Ishan's edges.

Ishan closed his eyes tightly, his fist clutching Shubman's shirt .

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Author's note:

New update!! Because why not ✨🍕

Jeez i was writing this chapter last night like at 3 am or something and meko khud hi dar lagne laga wo ghost wala part likhte samay and i immediately rushed to sleep with my mother 🤡✨