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"Shubi" Ishan's finger curled around shubman bicep, "Stop thinking so loud."
Several minutes had passed and Shubman didn't even realize it because he was so caught up in his thoughts.
"Sorry, yeah I'm good."
Shubman hated the way those words came off of his tongue. They were bitter in his mouth and more bitter when they reached the air and it was so clear he was lying and oh my god what if ishan hated him for lying what if he caught onto the fact shubman liked men oh my god breathe shubman breathe wait no he couldn't breathe where did all the air in the room go what is happening are his lungs collapsing what if something is wrong with him other than the fact that he is gay and wants to fuck his best friend and has a dirty soul what if-
Shubman didn't realize he was crying until ishan wrapped his arms around Shubman and hugged him tight, the palm of his tiny hand rubbing soothing circles onto his back the way he knew shubman liked it. Ishan knew shubman so well and shubman knew ishan so well.
"I'm sorry that I'm like this," This time it was shubman who was apologizing.
"What do you mean?" Now ishan was tilting shubham head up giving the younger no choice but to look up at him.
Shubman didn't have an answer for that. More silence.
"Shubi" Ishan clenched his jaw, "Do you think I didn't notice you glaring at me through the whole interview. It was so fucking obvious, everyone noticed. Why did you get so jealous this easily? You are allowed to have other friends and I never say anything but I'm not allowed to be friendly with anyone?"
Because I'm afraid you will fall in love with someone else and I hate that I feel this way because I feel like I'm holding you back and being a burden and I wish I was normal.
"Shubi please tell me what your thinking!" It was the pure desperation in ishan's voice, something he never wanted to hear again that drove him over the edge. He couldn't fight it anymore.
"I love you!" Shubman blurted out. "Did you see the way you were practically undressing the interview today with your eyes? God ishan do I have to spell it out for you? I love you and was jealous!"
Ishan just stared out at him with those big doe eyes of his.
"Shubi, do you really mean it? Do you really love me?" His voice was calm and steady and it washed over shubman comforting him even if just by the tiniest bit.
"I do," Shubman searched ishan's eyes for something. Anything even if rejection.
"You...love me?"
"Don't make me repeat myself Ishan kishan."
"I...think I might too," Ishan said after a tense moment.
"Might?"
"God, Mr. Gill I confess to you and you're already insulting me?" There was no bite in ishan's words however he said them teasingly with a smile on his stupidly cute face.
They stared at each other for a moment, both wondering what comes next before shubman surged forward and captured ishan's plump lips, making the older fall back. Shubman was basically on top of ishan on the bed right now in a very questionable position with his knees straddling ishan's waist, but both were too busy making out to notice.
The kiss started out soft but quickly escalated when Shubman bit Ishan's lip, earning a soft needy moan from the latter. Ishan curled his fingers against Shubman's hair as their tongues explored each other's mouths. Ishan tilted his head back in pleasure and Shubman took the opportunity to bite and lick the skin there.
"No...ahh... Shubi!...no...bites...ahh," Ishan could barely form words let alone proper sentences.
"I want to show the world your mine, Ishan kishan." Shubman normally deep voice became even deeper with lust and desire, making Ishan squirm underneath him.
Neither of them was planning on taking it further but Ishan's crotch accidentally brushed Shubman's and a spark of pleasure shot up his spine, making him involuntarily grind down.
Let's just say, that night they didn't get much sleep. But the sleep they did get, was refreshing for their tired and sore bodies. The next day, Ishan were extra large clothes of his shubi to hide is neck.. Or say whole body that covered with countable Heackys...
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