Part 21

Shubman backed away from Ishan's body and chuckled lightly, seeing him closing his eyes tightly.

Hearing the chuckle, Ishan opened his eyes and frowned. Wasn't he going to kiss me or something?

"Expecting something hmm?" Shubman teased. He obviously knows what Ishan was thinking but lately teasing Ishan has become his favourite hobby and one has to know he was someone who couldn't less bother about someone let alone tease.

Ishan felt like his cheeks were about to burst from the blood flowing in them as he smiled awkwardly before covering his face with a blanket. Once he was sure Shubman couldn't see his face. He flicked his forehead.

Dumb dumb dumb! Why did I even ask him about the book ! ? People were right when they said curiosity killed the cat .

He bit his lips and closed his eyes to forget about this incident but he couldn't get away from this incident even in his sleep as his dreams were filled with him and Shubman.

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Morning came rather sooner as sunlight filled inside the room though the window.

In the midst of silence , a highly irritating sound from the alarm pierced through the silence , disturbing Ishan's slumber, who whined and scooted closer to Shubman.

burying his face against Shubman's arms to stop the alarm's voice From ruining his sleep.

After ringing for two minutes, the alarm snoozed off for some moments before ringing again.

Ishan grumbled and extended his hand to pick the alarm . He threw the alarm clock on the floor breaking it into pieces as the room filled with silence again but Shubman woke from the racket.

He first looked at the now broken alarm and then at Ishan who was sleeping peacefully like a baby as if he wasn't the one who threw the alarm like a basketball.

He rubbed his forehead ,"oh God" . Sighing, he got up from the bed and stretched his stiff limbs.

He walked up to Ishan and tucked the blanket on him . "why is he so hyperactive?"

He picked up the mess from the floor before going inside the bathroom to freshen up.

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Meanwhile, Ishan woke up after an hour and grumbled. He seriously hated waking up in the morning, hence he laid on the bed again , gathering motivation to get out of the bed.

He craned his head and looked at the empty space beside him . He rolled his eyes and picked his phone to check upon his social media handles when he remembered that he still hadn't got to know what kinda book Shubman was reading.

He rolled to the other side of the bed and smiled seeing the book still at the side table.

Let's see what book mister was reading.

He laughed evilly and took the book to read the title. "The silent patient" he read the words and placed the book again in its place just as fast as he picked it up.

Bruh .

He grumbled and finally got off the bed . Putting his phone on charge, he walked outside of the room and saw Shubman sitting at the dining table with newspaper in his hands , looking fresh and clean.

He glanced at his own dishevel appearance but brushed the nagging feeling away. He isn't going to impress someone.

"Good morning"he chirped and trudged to the dining room and sat on the table to eat the breakfast but before he could even pick up the plate , a cold voice stopped him.

"Did you even brush your teeth? Go and fresh up first"

Ishan scoffed at Shubman's words," why? I will eat before brushing my teeth. Do you have any problems?" He stuck his tongue out at Shubman, who didn't even bother to look at Ishan . His eyes are still on the newspaper.

"Yes" he said crisply and turned the page elegantly with his long fingers as Ishan banged his hands on the table lightly.

He showed his index finger at Shubman to say something but no words formed in his mouth.

Shubman looked up from his newspaper and said,

"Go"

Ishan felt like punching Shubman but instead he took a slice of the bread and took a huge bite from it all while maintaining eye contact with Shubman's eyes.

"Fine daddy going" he sassed with his chin high and went away.

Shubman looked at Ishan's back and chuckled,

"Did i got myself a child instead of a husband"

Looking at the bite mark on the bread, he doesn't know why but he took a picture of it. "Cute"

After 15 minutes, Ishan came back again in a fresh pair of clothes . He stood in front of Shubman and showed his pearly white teeth to Shubman to show that he had brushed his teeth.

"What?"

"I brushed my teeth, eee"

Shubman rolled his eyes," good boy" .

Ishan nodded at him,"I know" he sat on the chair and looked at the content on the table.

Besides the bread , there was nothing on it which he liked.

"Don't you eat Paratha or something?What's up with this ghas phus?" He blatantly showed his dislike at the food . Scrunching up his nose at the omelet , fruits and green something which he didn't know what was.

"Why? It's good for your health. It have calcium, zinc and every necessary thing which our body require"

Shubman said and poured milk for Ishan to drink .

"Drink milk too."

Ishan made a gagging face at the thought of drinking milk and smiled, "thank you for your concern but I am fine with bread and omelet"

Mummy! Isiliye mujhe shaadi nahi karni thi.

He pouted as he started eating the omelet. Remembering the good old days when his mother used to make his favourite greasy Paratha, he felt like crying.

He gobble the food down his throat unwillingly,

"Umm Shubman... do you have a spare laptop?"

He asked since his old laptop was nowhere to be found and he urgently needed the laptop to do his piled up work as he had to join the office by tomorrow and if he failed to do the aforementioned work , he's sure that his boss is gonna write his name on the death note.

Hence going to buy a laptop today will waste his time.

"Not spare but you can use my laptop"Shubman said after thinking for a moment and wiped his mouth with the tissue.

"Then how are you going to work?" Ishan asked, tilting his head.

Shubman heard Ishan's concerned question and smiled before picking up the tissue and wiping the bread crumbs near Ishan's mouth with it.

"I don't need it," he said .

"O-kay" he stuttered as he held his breath and finally breathed out after Shubman went away to get his laptop for him .

Shit! Why does I always react like this when he comes near me!?

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"Mayank! I swear something is wrong with my body! Let's go to the doctor for a check up !" Ishan screamed at Mayank , who's leisurely sipping the tea while sitting in Ishan's new house.

"Maybe I have an underlying respiratory disease." Ishan grabbed his hair in frustration and walked back and forth through the hall.

"Maine suna hai meri pardadi ko tha shayad wo genetically meko transmit ho gya!" He said and waited for Mayank's response but the other lad was too busy on his phone to listen to Ishan's tantrums.

Realising Mayank wasn't paying attention to him, he grumbled and walked up to him and snatched the phone from his hands . Placing his hand on his waist, he glared at Mayank.

"Tum sun bhi rahe ho ! Here I am telling you about my condition . I might die and all but my dear best friend is too busy to hear me!" Ishan complained and huffed , making the few strands of hair on his forehead fly.

Mayank stood up from the couch , rolling his eyes. He patted Ishan's shoulder, "you , my friend, is falling in love. Please don't eat my head"

Ishan threw Mayank's hand away from his shoulder and glared, " no idiot! Why would I fall in love ? Moreover, how can I fall in love ! What's the-'"

Mayank cutted him off, he placed his both hands on Ishan's shoulder and said ," there is no why , how or what when you fall in love . Okay? Love just happens gradually. The heart wants what it wants so just go with flow"

Ishan blinked his eyes, still in denial. How can the raising of heart beats and blushing be a sign of falling in love? . He shook his head at the absurdity of Mayank's words .

"What if I am only lusting after him ? I mean this only happens when he comes near him . Other than that I am always fine" Ishan reasoned out as Mayank rolled his eyes for the time .

"Alright you're right. Let's go to the hospital to have a check up on you " Mayank said giving in to his super dense friend and snatching his phone from Ishan's hand .

Ishan pouted and plopped onto the sofa. Mayank gave a side glance at Ishan. Taking pity on him , he wrapped his arms around his shoulder.

"Ishan, you're just taking a liking to him and it's completely natural. Okay ? So stop thinking over it and get your ass do some work or you will be jobless by tomorrow"

"Ah shit yes ! Work . Usko to Mai bhool hi gaya tha"

He stood up , immediately getting his work material and the laptop which Shubman gave.

Ishan placed the laptop on his lap and opened it while Mayank smirked, " Naya laptop le liye and party bhi nahi diya"

Ishan rolled his eyes as he typed the password on the laptop,"it's Shubman and why should I give a party even if it was mine"

Hearing Shubman's name , Mayank smiled mischievously , "oh already sharing things hmmmmmm" he let out a teasing hmm .

Ishan hitted his shoulder, "shut up and see the boring default wallpaper. Why does he have to be so unbothered?" He pouted and connected his phone with laptop, changing its wallpaper with his own photo.

"nah nah the real question is Why are YOU getting bothered with HIS unbotheredness?" Mayank questioned as he watched him change the laptop's screen.

Without replying to Mayank's question, Ishan continued Changing the settings. Basically doing everything but not what he should be doing and that it's his work.

They were both wasting their time when Mayank's phone chimed and his joyful expression turned bitter seeing the name .

Abhishek:

Can we talk? In person?

He read the message and sighed. He still hasn't gone over the incident and wasn't sure if he could meet him .

Ishan noticed the silence and frowned upon his friend's sudden change in demeanour.

"What happened? Is there something wrong?"

Mayank shook his head and put his phone in his pocket. "Nothing ."

"Then it's definitely something! Tell me mayank.

Why do you have to keep things to yourself? I am here, no? " Ishan Mayank . "Is it about Abhishek? Did he text you something?"

Mayank sighed and nodded."He asked to meet me, he said he had something to tell me..."

Ishan listened to him patiently.

"What about you? Do you want to meet him and talk things out?" Ishan asked, trying to find what's going on with Mayank's mind.

Mayank shook his head as Ishan caressed his back, "then don't meet him . You are not obligated to listen to him" Ishan said , his eyes silted in anger as he was still upset with Abhishek even after Mayank said it wasn't his fault.

He wished he could punch Abhishek for hurting Mayank.

"It's not about meeting him . It's almost inevitable as we both worked at the same place. I just don't want to talk to him right now." Mayank uttered and stood up from the couch .

"I am going home"

"Wait!!" Ishan stopped Him and said "Ghumke aate hai Thora"

"What about our work?"

"Bleh" Ishan made a vomiting face and started dragging Mayank to roam around the city because he wanted him to forget about Abhishek's text or anything related to him .

"We are getting jobless real quick if we continue to be like this. Tera to sahi hai , you got a doctor husband. Mera kya hoga ? Apne babe se keh ke mujhe koi job dilwa Dena thike.." Mayank laughed at the disgusted face of Ishan who stopped in his tracks hearing the address of Shubman.

"Pagal wagal hai kya?"

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Author note ;

Jeez sorry to all those who were expecting a kiss from Ishman .😅🫣(Pls they will kiss real soon don't worry 🫶🤭)

Annnd drop some baby boy name suggestions ..