ARRANGE MARRIAGE [SHUBMAN X ISHAN]

Sunset Serenade: A Love Story in Spaghetti

"Okay, no more drama," he declared. 

"Let's go and enjoy ourselves." 

Ishan's heart swelled with joy at Shubhman's words. 

He had longed for a moment of pure happiness, free from exams and all. 

"Did you tell maa, papa, mama, and papa?" Ishan asked, his voice laced with concern.

 Shubhman's brow furrowed in confusion. 

"What? Who are maa, papa, mama, and all?" he questioned.

 Ishan sighed, realizing that Shubhman needed clarification. 

"Maa means my mom, papa is my father and your father, and mama means your mother," he explained, his doe eyes filled with love and patience. 

A gentle smile spread across Shubhman's face as he understood the significance of these familial bonds.

 Together, hand in hand, they stepped inside the quaint cottage.

As they stepped through the rustic wooden gates, Shubhman gazed at Ishan with adoration, his eyes sparkling with love and excitement. 

"This is our farmhouse, baby," he proclaimed, his voice filled with pride and affection. 

Ishan's heart fluttered with joy as he took in the beauty of the surroundings.

 "This is really beautiful and cozy," he exclaimed, his eyes scanning the sprawling fields and the inviting porch adorned with blooming flowers. 

Shubhman, unable to resist the allure of his beloved, approached Ishan and gently wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close.

 "You know, I used to come here during my summer holidays with Didi, Mama, and Papa," he whispered, his voice laced with nostalgia. 

"And now, I'll come here with you and our little ones." 

A blush crept across Ishan's cheeks as he savored the sweetness of Shubhman's words.

 "Are you blushing, baby?" Shubhman teased, his eyes twinkling with amusement. 

Ishan playfully swatted Shubhman's chest, a smile gracing his lips. 

"Shut up," he said, his heart overflowing with love.

In the cozy kitchen, amidst the aroma of spices, Shubhman and Ishan found themselves lost in a culinary adventure. 

As the sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow on the chopping board, Shubhman skillfully wielded his knife, transforming vegetables into perfect, bite-sized pieces.

 Ishan, leaning against the counter, watched with amusement, a smile playing on his lips. 

"You know how to cook?" Ishan asked, his voice laced with surprise. 

Shubhman turned to face him, a playful glint in his eyes.

 "Of course, baby, I know," he replied, his apron adding a domestic charm to his handsome features.

 "Hmm... So, I want to eat your signature dish," Ishan said, a hint of challenge in his tone.

 "On your order, sir," Shubhman responded with a flourish, reaching for the ingredients in the fridge.

 As Shubhman moved around the kitchen with practiced ease, Ishan couldn't help but admire his culinary prowess. 

He expertly sautéed vegetables, added aromatic spices, and simmered the sauce with a touch of magic that only love could provide. 

The smell of deliciousness filled the air, tantalizing their senses.

 "I hope I can eat the dish," Ishan teased, a playful glint in his eyes.

 Shubhman paused, a mischievous smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

 He placed the finished dish on the table, then walked over to Ishan, pulling him close by the waist. 

Their chests touched, their hearts beating in unison.

 "Are you doubting your husband, baby?" Shubhman whispered in Ishan's ear, his voice husky and alluring. 

A blush crept onto Ishan's cheeks as he pushed Shubhman away gently. 

"Go and do your work. I'm hungry," he said, his voice slightly flustered. 

Shubhman chuckled, his amusement evident. 

He returned to the counter, his hands moving swiftly as he plated the food.

As the sun cast its golden rays, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, Shubhman meticulously prepared his signature dish: a steaming plate of spaghetti, adorned with fresh herbs and a tantalizing aroma that wafted through the air. 

With a gentle smile, Shubhman presented the dish to Ishan, his eyes filled with anticipation.

 "Here's my signature dish, spaghetti. Enjoy your meal," he said, his voice laced with a hint of nervousness. 

Ishan, intrigued by the delectable creation before him, eagerly took a bite. 

His taste buds were instantly tantalized by the explosion of flavors, a symphony of spices and textures that left him in awe. 

"It's so good, Shubhi! I love it," he exclaimed, his eyes widening with delight.

 Shubhman's heart swelled with joy as he watched Ishan savor each bite, his culinary creation bringing a smile to his beloved's face. 

After they had finished their meal, they strolled hand in hand to the lawn, where they settled down to witness the breathtaking sunset. 

Shubhman gently wrapped his arms around Ishan, pulling him close. 

"You know, I never thought I would fall in love," Shubhman confessed, his voice soft and filled with emotion.

 "Why?" Ishan asked, turning to look at him with curious eyes.

 "Because I never had time, always caught up with the demands of the business. When Papa suggested the marriage, I wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do," Shubhman explained.

 "Then why did you say yes?" Ishan asked, his heart pounding with anticipation. 

Shubhman paused for a moment, his gaze fixed on Ishan's. 

"The moment I saw you, I was lost in your eyes, your smile, your kind heart. I fell in love with everything about you. Thank you for being with me, Ishan. I know I'm rushing things, but I want you to know that I love you, so much," he said, his voice trembling with emotion. 

Tears welled up in Ishan's eyes as he realized the depth of Shubhman's love for him. 

"I love you too, Shubhi. Thank you for loving me. I never knew someone could love me this way," he whispered, embracing Shubhman tightly. 

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Shubhman and Ishan stood together, their love for each other as boundless as the sky above them. 

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