Part 26

Shubman’s deep eyes bore inside Ishan's clear eyes. Ishan's heartbeat raced against his chest, he could feel the burning feather-like touch near his lips.

Shubman's eyes softened as he gently traced his thumb over the place he just kissed and took a step back nonchalantly as if he just didn't disrupt Ishan's mental being.

Ishan gulped and stood frozen by the wall.

His eyes widen when he finally came in terms to what happened, his eyes glaring at Shubman's back.

“You!!” He walked up to him and grabbed Shubman's shirt angrily. Shubman turned around and raised his brows playfully.

Folding his hands , he eyed Shubman's posture angrily,“how can you do that!?”

“What? Kissing you?” Shubman smirked playfully and paused to assess Ishan's expression.

Ishan's mouth agape at Shubman's shamelessness.he pointed his index finger at him,

“Yes! You can't do that !”

Shubman's playful eyes turned serious as he gripped Ishan's wrist and pulled him closer.

“If not me , then who can?” His eyes glinted with jealousy.

Ishan felt the sudden change in Shubman's aura but he didn't forget his stance and stated uncertainty rather than angrily.”anyone but you–”

Ishan couldn't complete his sentence before he felt himself crashing hard against Shubman's chest, Ishan tried to get himself out of his strong grip but to no avail as Shubman's grip only tightened.

“You're mine” Shubman stated firmly with authority. Ishan felt his heart almost leaping out as he realized the possessiveness in His words.

A shrill ran through his spine .

“And that means only I can get to touch you or kiss you.” The intensity in his eyes only grew high as he spoke. His minty breath fanning all over Ishan's face.

“I .. I was only joking” Ishan stuttered and gulped.

“Doesn't matter, don't say such words in a joke too. It drives me crazy even just thinking about that” Ishan frowned at Shubman's words.

“Why does it drive you crazy?”

Shubman scoffed at Ishan's naivety before cupping his cheeks. His eyes stared down at Ishan's rosy lips which were shining due to his continuous licks.

A primal urge to claim those lips stirred within him,

The words of Ishan were inaudible to his ears and he could only focus on his face. The way Ishan's eyes were squintled cutely ,his scarlet cheeks and oh those angry pouty lips.

With certainty he closed the distance between their lips as he bit on Ishan's lower lip.Ishan’s mouth agape as he clutched onto Shubman's arms.

His whole being went into a complete frenzy as Shubman kept sucking on his tender lips.

Shubman's finger trailed by Ishan's side as he picked him up and placed him on the kitchen counter, towering Ishan's small frame under him.

Settling between Ishan's legs, Shubman's dainty finger trailed down Ishan's side until they reached his waist. His finger creates intricate patterns there as his right hands still cupping Ishan's face.

Their lips still connected.

Ishan gasped when Shubman lifted his shirt. The cold air hitting his exposed skin. Taking the opportunity, Shubman inserted his tongue inside Ishan's mouth.

Ishan tried to match up with Shubman's pace as he kept moving his lips in accordance with Shubman.

He tilted his sideways to kiss deeper and Ishan's knuckles almost turned white with the force he was holding onto Shubman's arms. He inhaled oxygen whenever Shubman tilted his head as Ishan almost felt out of breath.

Shubman cursed in his mind, he wanted to do more.  But controlled himself, he couldn't rush things too fast and buried his face in Ishan's neck , sucking the skin there.

Ishan felt heat emitting out of him as opened his mouth to say something but Shubman placed his finger on Ishan's lips. “Don't say anything or i might really do something”

Untangling himself from Ishan, he gently stroked the swollen lips of Ishan . The desire to kiss him again started clouding his mind but he restrained himself. “You should take a shower. You look disheveled, ” Shubman ruffled Ishan's disheveled hair and smiled.

Ishan could finally breathe as he immediately dashed to their bedroom , his face too red to face Shubman now.

Closing the door behind him, he screamed in his head.

Shit! I just lost my first kiss . Nooo.

How can I even kiss him?

No HE kissed ME . I DIDN'T KISS HIM.

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Post shower, Ishan wore a red t-shirt paired with black shorts and made his way to the hall rather unwillingly.

He didn't know how he should react after all that.

Okay ishan! Act normal . Act normal. Okay . Normal!!!!

Shubman was cleaning the dish when he felt the other male presence and looked over his shoulder to see Ishan taking steps slower than a sloth . He noticed that he was wearing a red t-shirt.

Cute cylinder. He chuckled underneath his breath and let him be.

Ishan quietly sat at the dining table and took out his phone so he didn't have to talk with Shubman.

Meanwhile Shubman felt too much silence from the other man. “I didn't knew it was this easy to make my never ending chatterbox silent hmm”

Ishan heard Shubman's words and rolled his eyes.

Scoffing, he retorted, “stop.”

“Stop what?”

“Whatever you're trying to do” Ishan huffed with irritation when he felt his left eye twitching.

Pouting, he placed his hand on his eye.

“I think something wrong is going to happen soon.”

“That's just myokymia,”Shubman said . He doesn't believe in such superstition and mostly tries to find logical reasoning for everything.

Ishan stared at Shubman's face with displeasure.

“Once a wise man said that a doctor should marry a doctor. He was right.”

Why does he have to use such a typical medical term? Such a flex !

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Next day.

“Hey bhagwan kaise ho tum!” Mayank laughed as Ishan told him about his failed attempt at making food.

Ishan pouted and buried his face in Mayank’s side. “Yrr mai to banana chah raha tha but wo food Banna hi nahi chah raha tha mere hatho se. It's that damn food’s fault”

Ishan and Mayank were going to their office as they were talking about Random things when Mayank realised Ishan had been sighing more than often.

“Kuch hua hai kya?” Mayank asked.

Ishan sighed, “I don't know but I feel sad for no reason. Everything is fine yet I feel like something's off”

“Kyu?”

“Abey wahi to nahi pata hai..I just feel like I am in melancholic mood”

Mayank rolled his eyes, his hands snaking around Ishan's shoulder.”arey mere saste Antonio. Dekho shayad apke bassanio kisi dikkat me na ho isliye melancholic lag raha hoga”

Ishan looked at him incredulously, “portia bhabhi maregi meko”

“Nahi maregi wo nerissa didi ke–”Mayank gulped his words as he saw Abhishek approaching them from a distance.

Feeling the sudden silence , Ishan looked at Mayank questionably and then looked at where he was looking.

Seeing Abhishek, he groaned and pretended he didn't see him .

“Hii Ishan! Goodmorning” Abhishek smiled joyfully as he greeted Ishan and gave a wave in Mayank's direction as hello.

He gave a tight lipped smile before dragging Mayank with him , not wanting to interact with Abhishek.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Abhishek catched up to them since they were all going to the same floor. Moreover, he wanted to spend some more time with Ishan. “Hey wait!”

“Hum log unse baat nahi karte jinke naam mai Shake hota hai . Chalo Mayank” Ishan glared at Abhishek, not even trying to hide his disdain at him. Sure Abhishek was his friend too but mayank is his best friend.

“...”

Abhishek chuckled sadly at his circumstances.

How did things get to this point? He messed up a big time. How can he make things smooth between him and Ishan? At Least as friends..

Mayank looked back at Abhishek who seemed to have stuck in his position and his heart ached for Him. He should talk to Ishan about this later.

So when he got inside the elevator , “you shouldn't talk to Abhishek like this…” he said and waited for Ishan to respond.

“Like what? Maine to kuch nahi kaha” Ishan rolled his eyes and folded his hands , glaring at the entrance of the elevator .

Mayank stared at the lad beside and sighed. Talking to him is useless now.

Ishan walked outside the elevator and he turned to look at Mayank, “don't think about Abhishek. What happened to you? Didn't you hate him before and oh gosh why the hell did the boss even appoint him.”

Mayank was listening to him and his eyes widened seeing the boss standing at a distance as he motioned Ishan to not talk anymore since he couldn't see the boss because he was walking backward.

But Ishan couldn't decipher Mayank's eyes movement as he continued.”talking about boss . Isn't he such a bully? He literally gave me 4 projects to complete. I think wo pakka apni wife se ladke aaye the and mepe apna gussa nikal dete hai”

Mayank gulped seeing The expression on their boss’s face . He could even see steam coming out of his ears. He shook his head at Ishan to shut his mouth. He was about to say something but Mr Singh, Their boss, put a finger on his lips to not say something.

“Mera bas chale to mai—” his words intercepted as he bumped into someone.

He turned around to apologise but held back his words seeing Mr Singh. Sweats formed on his forehead. Shit. Did he hear everything?

“So Mr Kishan, what were you saying? Mai apni wife ladke aata hu and then give you work.”

Ishan gulped in fear , he could even imagine Mr singh turning into a monster and eating him. He looked back at Mayank to help him.

“Ah Sir he w–” Mayank wanted to say something in Ishan's favour but Mr Singh showed his palm ordering to not advocate for ishan.

“I asked the question to Mr Kishan.” His cold voice rang in Ishan's ears. “Sir I didn't mean to say ladke as in fight . I meant ladke as in boys. Ki aap ke ladke ho . You didn't understood my meaning from earlier”

Can this get any worse? Ishan mentally facepalmed himself.

Mr Singh glared at Ishan ,”when was the deadline to complete those 4 projects?”

“In 2 weeks.”

“I want them done by the day after tomorrow” Mr Sigh said and started walking away .

“But..” Ishan wanted to argue But the scary look on Mr Sigh made him stop .“Any problem?”

“No sir “

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Laughing, Mayank placed his bag on his desk and walked up to Ishan. “ Aur”  Ishan heard the laugh and whined looking at the work in front of him.

“ Ye sab Teri galti hai . Tune bola kyu nahi ki wo wahi khade hai”

“Haww kaise? Mai ishara to Kiya tha but you didn't understand so mai kya karta.”

“Don't try to act innocent” he kicked Mayank's shin as he groaned in pain.

Mayank also kicked ishan back which led to both of them fighting but their moment was stopped by Rae, their colleague. She had two files in her hand which she placed on Ishan's desk.

“Ye kya hai?”

“Sir asked me to give this to you .” With no further words , she walked away as Ishan banged his head on the table . “Bhai meri jaan na lele wo . Ye aise kya maar rahe hai”

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Few hours later, Ishan's hands were skillfully typing on the keyboard when his phone rang.

Picking up the call , he placed it between his ear and shoulder to continue working.

“W-what? hospital?” The phone slipped from his ears as his lips turned dry . Tears filled up in his eyes as he abruptly stood without even bothering to pick the phone.

Mayank heard the thud and looked at Ishan's desk which was beside his.

“!?what happened?” He immediately held Ishan in his arms, seeing him about to lose his balance.

“Mumma .. hospital..” Ishan spoke brokenly , his throat raw as his body trembled with unknown fear.”huh? Which hospital?”

Seeing the unstable condition of Ishan , Mayank quickly picked up Ishan's phone from the floor and got the information. And drove them to the hospital where Mrs Kishan was admitted. Fortunately it was Hygieia

As soon as they arrived , Ishan couldn't stop the overwhelming emotion running in him as he broke down in tears when a warm embrace engulfed him.

“Shubman… mummy…” his words choke due to tears as Shubman kissed his forehead, ”shhh I am here.i will take care of everything”

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Author's note:

Jeez kaafi rollercoaster type part tha. And yay they finally kissed. 🥹🌚(I was going to make them kiss later on but kaafi zyada stretch ho jaata,nahi?”

Shubman: finally. You made us kiss. Write       more kiss scenes in future. 😑

Rae: *scoffs* in your dream.🥴

Shubman: I do more things than just kissing in my dreams. 😏

Rae: *shocked* ishann Tera pati kitna tharki hai. 😳😵‍💫

Ishan: *done*