"I....I like you. Err.....I love you. Will you be my boyfriend?" proposed Shubman Gill as he kneeled down in front of his four year old high school crush, Ishan Kishan.
He first saw Ishan at the Auditorium of his school where he came for the Interschool Science Model Making Competition to represent his school. The rowdy science hating boy in him seemed to be bewitched by the absolute cheeky yet nerdy physics loving beauty. Well, he is till date thankful to his stars that he managed to peek the auditorium that day with his gang and most importantly managed to escape without getting caught by Miss Khurana who strictly ordered the students not to make any kind of nuisance near the hall. It took him exactly forty five rupees from his monthly pocket money to bribe 'Miss Nosy' of the class, Shrishti who in turn told him his name, class, roll number and school. He still wonders what was she thinking while informing him about Ishan's roll number, like why and how would that be helpful. Perhaps, nosy topper like Shakshi's things maybe, memorize A to Z everything. After that, Shubman got to know about him sometimes from his common friends there at Ishan's school but he left the hope of getting a chance. Meanwhile after two years, after completing the 10th boards, when Ishan took admission in the same school as of his, the lover boy in him squealed and celebrated. He fell for Ishan; all over again. The lost hope came back and with that came back his feelings. But, his continuous denial to proposals that came from their classmates, seniors and juniors made him happy and nervous at the same time. Today, finally after gathering courage for two years straight, he, on the last day of school before the farewell party decided to propose him. So, here he was on his knees in front of Ishan.
Right now, he looked at her Ishan's face and waited for his reaction. Giving him a look, Ishan hung his school bag properly on his shoulder and walked past him and entered the class. Smiling sadly to himself, he got up and looked at his surroundings to see some of his friends standing at the end of the corridor with an apologetic look on their faces. Picking his bag from the wall to which it was supported, he caressed the red rose with his thumb and threw it away through the large balcony window. Joining his group, he walked with them inside the class. Much to his dismay, the first period was a combined maths class for the science and commerce group. Embarrassment! That's what he felt right now. Lazily entering the class, his eyes popped out of the sockets as he saw all the benches full except the third one where The Ishan Kishan was seated.
His reverie soon broke as the maths teacher Mr. Nair entered the class and urged him to go and sit in the free seat. He glanced at his friends who suddenly found so much interest in the subject that they were almost on the verge of entering inside the books. Cursing his fate, he took his sit. If it had been any other day, he would have grinned like a madman. Anyways, he focused on the class.
"Respond to your calls everyone"
"Roll 1"
"Present Sir"
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"Roll 32"
"Roll 32? Ishan Kishan?"
Frustrated with the teacher's continuous barkings and Ishan's weird unusual silence, he finally decided to intervene.
Clicking his fingers in front of Ishan, he gestured him towards the teacher.
"For last time I am asking. Ishan Kishan, are you present in the class?"
"Yes, Sir" That was all Ishan uttered with a smile looking at his bench mate.
Shubman's hands turned cold as he passed him a smile. "But why is he smiling at me? Wasn't he supposed to slap me after today's confession? Wait! Did he just....did he just say yes looking at my direction?" Realizing, maybe he was accepting his proposal, fluttered his heart. It already skipped a beat or two. His eyes widened, he craned his neck in his crush's direction only to see him smirking with a glint of smile on his face. Ishan raised his eyebrows and eyed his opened notebook. He glanced at it to see there was 1st written before the printed heading called 'Date'. Too overwhelmed with the little attention from his crush, his mind acted dumb; he stared at it like a fool. On seeing him still confused, Ishan decide to take the lead and flipped the page. As the page was turned over, he felt as if the best page of the book of his life was just opened. There was written 'at CCD today evening?'. Finally getting the whole message he grinned like a cheshire cat and looked at him. Ishan saw him with the corner of her eyes, a smile playing on his lips as he solved the differentiation sum. Gaining a lot of courage Shubman sneaked his right hand and held Ishan's left palm in it. Both looked at each other with a smile and tightened the hold on each other's palm. And the love, trust and commitment was so strong that it never loosened hereafter.
"Get up Shubman Gill!! This instant or else I am locking you alone here and going to work." Shubman woke up with a jolt and grasped everything around him. Standing in front of him was his boyfriend he dated for twelve years, his husband of fifteen years and the mother of his thirteen year old daughter; Ishan Kishan.
"Why are you shouting like the earth is going to end soon , mom? I was trying to sleep for sometime" Complained a sleepy Sitara Gill, standing near the door frame.
"It's 8.30 AM in the morning for God's Sake. One was sleeping all sprawled around the bed like he is the Duke of Edinburg and got no work to do and the other is complaining about her lost sleep as if she has no studies to do. Let me remind you, you have a business to run and you Miss have assignments and lessons to complete." Fumed Ishan Kishan as he looked at his husband and daughter pointedly preparing himself to leave for his workplace.
While Ishan was thinking about the current project he was leading as the Project manager for a IT firm, Sitara slipped out of the room to save herself from her mom's early morning wrath. Shubman still grinned like a madman remembering that day in school.
"Happy Anniversary ex boyfriend!" He said out of no where with a smile.
As if realizing something, Ishan's face lit up and he said "Happy Anniversary ex boyfriend" . With a quick peck on his lips, he left the room.
Smiling to himself, he again fell on his bed and ran a hand through his hairs. Twenty Seven years back, their story started. All he could think of right now in accordance to that incident was what he said his friends that day 'It's a YES!'.
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Wassup lovelies! These Ishman AUs have my heart. This is unedited, obliviously this may contain typos. Spare me for the same. And if you got requests / prompts, drop them in the comment section. And that's all I guess.
And people, who are waiting to approach their crushes, do it already. Because you never know, you may end like Shubman!!!
Go!! What are you waiting for?Love.
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