Part 30

Warm sunlight filtered through the window into the room as Ishan squirmed and pulled up the blanket up to his face.

Wait! Blanket!?

He sat upright and looked at his surrounding,

What? Wasn't I at the hospital? Did I spawn in someone's bedroom!

Hey bhagwan!! Mujhe kisi ne kidnap kar liya!

But Mera kidnap kaha hoga? Mera to adultnap hoga.

Ishan looked down to see if his clothing was intact.

Sighing in relief as he was still in the shirt he was Wearing last night and his morning hazy mind finally cleared after squinting his eyes a few times and realised he was in his own bedroom.

He pursed his lips in embarrassment, jeez don't blame me ! My mind doesn't function properly in the morning. It's all Shubman's fault though.

Thinking about Shubman, scenes from last night came in his vision again as heat crept in his neck.

A smile bloomed on his lips , his imagination going all over the place . That … was not as bad as I thought it would be.  He didn't realise when his finger started grazing his lips in exactly the same motion as Shubman did last night.

That act of his has left a deep impression on Ishan's mind and body too.

He was eventually excavated of his “imagination” when things had gone a bit too overboard.

Noo I am holy child.

He picked up his phone to check the time ,

“Oh shit! 1 pm !?” He quickly sprinted to the washroom to fresh up and ended up slipping on basically nothing, falling flat on the floor.

Seriously! Ouch. Ye hawa kyu hai !!

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Shubman was busy with something when his door opened with a loud noise.

“Aapki neend Puri ho gyi ? Good afternoon”he spoke with a hint of taunt without turning back , knowing it's Ishan because no one has the guts to act this way in front of him .

Ishan understood the slight sarcasm and huffed. He might have rolled his eyes and said something equally sarcastic if the timing was different.

He slammed his palm on the mahogany table creating a thud voice.

“Why was I there when I woke up ? I told you I wanted to stay here only ” he questioned because he was dejected rather than angry as he felt his opinion doesn't matter.

Shubman frowned, seeing the content on the patient’s file , “hospital isn't for sleeping. Home is and you clearly were in need of sleep” he replied nonchalantly and turned the page , from his peripheral view he can see Ishan's darkened eyes glaring at him but it was hard to feel scared seeing the habitually pout.

He resists the urge to chuckle as it will only make Ishan mad more.

“Oh wow apne mujhe bata diya ghar kis liye hota hai , mujhe to laga horse riding ke liye hota hai. And secondly you can't just do that”

A small laugh left Shubman's mouth, “well I was already there for aunty so you can actually have some sleep after the hard day but I see no gratefulness these days”

Ishan's already ready retort stayed in his mouth hearing Shubman because Shubman was right, after sleeping he felt a lot lighter than yesterday.

His pout deepened as he racked his brain to get an appropriate reply. “ Ah actually…oye meri taraf dekho to !! Mai kuch bol raha hu”

“ And tum kab nahi bolte ho ?” Shubman closed the file , his back facing ishan.

“Look at me Shubman!!!” Ishan screamed but gasped when Shubman suddenly stood up and looked directly at him.

“Sure husband”Shubman walked towards him dissipating the distance, “ aap kuch bol rahe the?”

“ Huh? Kya ..,”Ishan blabbered , the close proximity always making him fumble but due to heaven’s grace . The door again opened revealing Mrs Gill with a plate of fruits , followed by Mr Gill and Shubman’s sister who were here to check up on Mrs kishan.

Mrs Gill smiled so hard seeing them like this that one could feel the happiness oozing.

Ishan took a step back and greeted the three of them , his cheeks red as if he was caught up doing something illegal.

Mrs Gill grinned at the shy mess however her demeanor changed when she saw the slightly reddish blue bruise like patches on his neck , thinking some bug had bitten him as she asked in concern.

“Ishu what happened to your neck ? Did you applied any medicine”

“Huh? my neck ? Nothing happened” Ishan shook his head as he placed his hand on his neck to check any kind of rash . His eyes widened as he realized what it could be and glared at Shubman sideways.

“ Nahi hua to hai  beta . Shubman, haven't you done any kind of pest control thing here .”

“Wo pest to ye khud hi hai” Shahneel commented teasingly in between, raising her eyebrows at Shubman and mouthed “quite wild night” to which Shubman paid no heed and rolled his eyes.

Mrs Gill looked at Shahneel, confused. And to save Mrs Gill from further confusion and Ishan from embarrassment , Mr Gill intervened , giving a stop look at his daughter to make any other comment and spoke hastily before dragging Mrs Gill and neel with him “ i will send someone to do pest control and you shubman give some ointment to Ishan”

“ Arey but ye fruits..”Mr Gill took the plate of fruits from Mrs Gill and gave it to Shubman and took her out of the cabin leaving Shubman and Ishan alone.

“Do you want ointment?” Shubman asked not so innocently as Ishan snarled at him “ Shut up ! It's because of you !! I am never letting you come near me !”

“ Oh really, we will see about that,” Shubman shrugged , handing over the plate of fruits to Ishan.

Ishan scoffed at the confident undertone and gazed down at the fruits, picking up the apple he bit on it still glaring menacingly at shubman.

He nodded in appreciation seeing Ishan eating somewhat healthy food without any fuzzy's like he usually does. “Apples… nice”

“Ah yes Apple ! From now on I will eat apples everyday because an apple a day keeps the doctor away!!” He stuck his tongue out at Shubman and placed the half eaten apple on the fruit plate again.

Shubman Snickered at the silly act of Ishan as he picked up the leftover apple of Ishan and took a bite from the same place that Ishan had taken.

“ah I see but too bad an apple is too less to keep me away from you… you will need more than just an apple”

Oh my shayla! My shayla.

“How's mom?” Ishan asked this instead of continuing the earlier topic because bantering with shameless shubman especially on that topic is something Ishan lacks expertise in.

Shubman turned serious as he started telling the current situation of Mrs Kishan to him . Thankfully everything was good with her , making Ishan feel at ease . “If everything will be good ,She might gain consciousness by tonight itself or Tomorrow morning and ah i forgot to tell you . I already granted you a 1 week leave from your boss. Don't worry about your work hmm”

Bleh who was worrying about work? Definitely not me . But wait a minute! My boss ? Does he know him??

“ you know Mr Singh? Damnn . But not surprised feathers of the same flock together.”dono hi karele jaise hai .

“Huh? What do you mean by that and no I don't know any Mr Singh. I asked for the leave from Miss mehra itself”

Who's MISS mehra ? And why the hell is she granting me permission.? And again who the hell is she??

Seeing the confused expression in Ishan's face , Shubman bemused, “she was my patient and your company's chairperson”

“Oh” saying that Ishan rushed to the outside, the tiny ant crawling feeling on Ishan's skin faded as flicked his forehead in frustration.

“Shiyaa ye kya ho gaya tha mujhe?”

“I guess pyaar ?” Ishan shrieked at the sudden reply to him and turned to look at the owner of the voice and sighed in relief seeing it was just Shahneel.

Ishan titters and scratches the small of his neck.

“Ah nahi nahi”

“I will pretend that I believe , especially seeing the artwork on your neck. It's Totally believable “ Shahneel chortled and patted Ishan's shoulder. Leaning near his ears , she whispered in a small voice ,”Want some foundation?”

Yes please! Istg .

“Ah no”

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“Ishman!!” Ishan heard the loud yell from the distance as he was talking with Shubman's sister but didn't turn around and continued talking with her .

Bruh that's not my name . Say it properly.

Its I to s to h and An .

However Shahneel frowned hearing the familiar voice of Rhea . She knows her unhealthy obsession over her brother and she didn't mind it much earlier but now things are different with him being married.

“Oh Shahneel di hii” Rhea greeted vivaciously , her pearly teeths on display. She was just going to her department but saw Ishan . Well Ishman according to her .

“Oh hello .” Shahneel replied monotonously as Rhea’s smile faltered a bit but she didn't let that

Diminished her enthusiasm and turned to Ishan.

“hey ishman! Here to meet shubi? And why you didn't turn around. I was calling you ” Rhea asked joyfully, trying to grab the opportunity to talk to Shubman.

“Yes Rhea he was here to meet His husband”

Shahneel interrupted in between making both Ishan and Rhea bewildered.

Ishan gazed at her questionably at the sudden acknowledgement and Rhea felt a cold water pouring upon her. Husband? Shubman?

Her heart trembled as she shook her head in denial. “ No this can't be true.”

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Author’s note:

Finally my practicals are over!!! I am so happyyyyy  🤩 yay .  I can finally write in peace 🙂‍↕️(Kya Matlab final examination abhi baaki hai 🤧) but koi baat nahi viva give me more pressure than any examination

And here's a update since it's  your author’s birthday todayyy 🥳😌. But I am kinda sad that I am no longer in my sweet sixteen era .🥲