🔞Caught at Love|| Ishman

Chapter Five

Sunlight was gently fingering its way through the gaps in the curtains and finding its way around the bedroom. Ishan was lying on his back, head resting on the pillows, listening to birdsong and Shubman breathing heavily beside him.

He turned his head and looked at the alpha. Shubman was sleeping on his side, facing the omega. He was smiling slightly and it looked like wherever he was, he was having a nice time. It’s a sleeping face that Ishan could probably get used to.

Looking at a sleeping Shubman was like looking at the boy he was, just a young boy trying to make it in cricket. He didn't look like the ferocious, dominant alpha who loved putting Ishan in his place. His long dark lashes fluttered softly against his pale cheeks, slightly too-long fluffy hair looking mussed and somewhat flattened at the back.

Ishan was scared as to how little he hated Shubman, he should have probably plotted his murder at this point but why couldn't he? He felt Shubman's hand reaching out and wrapping his arm around Ishan, pulling him close to him, probably imagining someone else.

Ishan trailed his fingers down the immobile arm, which was hugging the duvet tightly to Shubman’s chest, and entwined grasping fingers with his own. He buried his face into the sleeping man’s neck and inhaled his scent. Shubman always smelled warm, faintly of the shower gel he used before bed last night after their rough activities. He smelled like home. Ishan's eyes teared up, throat clogging with some unknown, unwanted feelings, he couldn't figure out his own self.

Shubman stirred awake and dragged his hand up Ishan's back, tugging his hair and pulling his face away a little, looking directly in his eyes. His eyes, were unreadable.

“You’re awake.”

A low, slightly gravely voice mumbled. “Might be. What’s it to you?”

"Did I...hurt you last night?"

"Why do you care, Shubman? If I say yes, you'll probably feel happier?"

Shubman opened his mouth a little but decided to push back whatever he wanted to say, calming his nerves.

"The agreement....was to have sex. Not to hurt you, I might lose it sometimes but I'm not an animal."

Ishan chuckled lightly, as if to dismiss whatever he was saying. Since, when did Shubman care about Ishan's pain?

"Bold coming from someone who calls me slut and whore every two minutes. Why pretend you care Shubman?"

Shubman felt his eyes going wide, and Ishan could swear his cheeks were a little dusted, maybe out of a little guilt? Or shame? He didn't know and he thought it was better if he didn't find out.

"You....just shut up! We should go shower now before going for practice."

Ishan sighed, and nodded. Shubman jumped up, trying to get down from the bed, avoiding the conversation but then he realised there was too much modesty early in the morning, so he smirked and turned back.

"Say omega, should we.... shower together? Less waste of time, nahi?"

"Get lost, Shubman! I'm going to freshen up first, you go after me. Your cum is still leaking down my thighs. Rohit bhaiya would start calling otherwise. Kaal waise bhi scene create toh acchi ki tumne."