chapter 14

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Ishan wakes up with a startle.

It's scary how the first thing he remembers after waking up are yesterday's memories.

As if he only slept in order to make himself calm and collected. Preparing himself to act unaffected by the events which had unfolded last night. When in reality his mind have been going back to that moment over and over again.

Ishan sits up in bed. Last night did he really nearly kiss shubman? Sober? Is he making a big deal? Is it totally normal thing?

"Why are you up so early" shubman speaks getting up.

Ishan startled for the second time today.

"Wtf bro stop scaring me" yeah back to bro.

But then he sees him.

He sees shubman curious faced and rounded pouty lips. Hair a sleepy mess Looking like a mare baby.

"There" ishan says lying down back to his place "now stop with the pout"

"I wasn't pouting" shubman huffs.

The pout came back when ishan tries to get out of bed forcefully. "What it is now"

"Just lay down for a bit" shubman says pulling ishan right back. Securing his arms around him this time.

Ishan allows himself to be pulled closer and closer until his back is pressed against shubman's chest.

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Ishan wakes up to someone making loud noises to get him up.

"Get up both of you" the voice gets louder "what's shub doing here?"

Shubman tries to open his eyes slowly at the mention of his name. Trying to get use to sudden bright lights.

Tilak is standing over their bed giving them death glares.

"Not you again" shubman groans "i don't want to start my day with your face"

"With whom?" Ishan asks eyes still closed.

"Ishh!" Shubman shakes ishan up "look at me! Only me! I won't let you have a bad day by looking at him fisrt thing in the morning"

"Woah the amount of inferiority complex you got there motherfucker" tilak speaks mumbling the last part.

Shubman did not let ishan look at tilak for good two minute. He kept holding his face right in front of his not letting him move.

Tilak just stands there. Not wanting to disturb whatever they're doing. But kept judging them.

"Why are you here?" Shubman asks  finally looking at tilak.

"I came to wake ishan up." Tilak continued "Why are YOU here?"

"I...just wants to practice more here" shubman replied.

"Alright. Surya bhaiya said be at breakfast by 8:30" tilak says walking off. "And for the love of god put on a shirt shubman" tilak says after reaching the door.

The room's quiet. Ishan gulps before saying "let's get ready"

"Have you seen my brown tshir?" Ishan questions while getting into his black jeans.

"Yeah it's in my bag" shubman says walking towards his bag to take it out.

"Found it" shubman says. Ishan looked back expecting shubman with his brown tshirt in hand. 

Shubman had a small box in his hands he came to ishan making him sit on bed.

Shubman placed the small box in ishan's hand. He opened the box to a silver sets of hoops identical to the ones he's already wearing. But anyone with eyes could tell the ones ishan's holding right now cost a lot more than the cheap ones he's wearing.

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