ARRANGE MARRIAGE [SHUBMAN X ISHAN]

Passion Ignited

Ishan stumbled toward Shubman, his feet unsteady from the two glasses of bhang he had consumed. He approached Shubman and pecked his lips in front of everyone. Shubman was taken aback and stared at Ishan in shock.

 "Shubiiiiiiiiiiii..." Ishan said, wrapping his arms around Shubman's neck. "Jaan, tum thik ho na?" Shubman asked. "Haaan...mujhe...mujhe kya hoga?" Ishan replied, grinning like an idiot. Shubman looked at Mayank in confusion. 

"Jiju, actually, Ishan ne 2 glass bhang pi li hai," Mayank explained. "What? Seriously, Ishu..." Shubman said in disbelief. "Nahiiiii...tooooh.....k-kisne k-kaha?" Ishan protested. "Shub, take Ishan inside. The party's almost over anyway," Mrs. Gill said. 

"Han mumma," Shubman said, picking Ishan up bridal style and carrying him to their room. He laid Ishan on the bed carefully, who had now fallen asleep. Shubman sighed and kissed his lips. His baby could be so overwhelming sometimes.

 He retrieved water and a towel from the bathroom to wipe off the colored powder from Ishan. After cleaning him up, he showered himself. When he returned downstairs, he was greeted by his family. "Shubi, is Ishan okay?" Mrs. Gill asked.

 "Han mumma, he's sleeping right now," Shubman replied. "That's good. Let him rest," Mrs. Kishan said. As they chatted, Mrs. Kishan suddenly proposed, "Beta, I'd like Ishan to stay with us for a while." 

"That's a great idea, Mrs. Kishan. Ishan misses you all very much," Mrs. Gill agreed. But Shubman couldn't bear the thought. It wasn't that he didn't want Ishan to spend time with his family, but he couldn't bear to be without him. 

"But office..." Shubman muttered. "What about the office? Let the boy rest. It's only for a month. He can rejoin after that," Mr. Gill said. Shubman remained silent, nodding his agreement.

Around 6 PM, Ishan awoke to find himself in their bedroom. He sat up and clutched his head, which was pounding. He tried to remember what had happened the morning, but he couldn't. 

Then, he heard the door open and saw Shubman enter with a tray of food and a glass of lemon juice. "How are you feeling, my love?" Shubman asked, placing the tray on the nightstand before sitting down next to Ishan. 

"My head hurts, Shubi... but how did I end up here?" Ishan asked. "Drink this first," Shubman said, handing him the lemon juice. Ishan took a sip and felt his headache begin to subside. "You drank two glasses of bhang, that's why you're feeling this way," Shubman explained.

 Ishan gasped and looked at Shubman. "Really? Did I do anything wrong after drinking?" he asked. "No, my love. You just kissed me in front of everyone," Shubman said. Ishan's eyes widened, and he looked at Shubman. 

"Oh no. I didn't do anything else, did I?" "No, my love. You only kissed me," Shubman said. "I'm going to go freshen up," Ishan said, getting up and heading to the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, Ishan returned from the shower, feeling refreshed. 

He walked over to Shubman and sat on his lap. Shubman then fed him, and they cuddled together. "My love, I'm leaving tomorrow," Shubman said, caressing Ishan's hair. Ishan pulled away and looked at him. 

"What do you mean you're leaving?" he asked. "I mean that you'll be staying here for a few days," Shubman explained. Ishan frowned at his husband. "I don't want to stay here. I can't be without you," he said, getting up.

 "My love, it's only for a few days. Then, you'll come back to me," Shubman said, standing up as well. "No. I said I don't want to stay here. I can't live without you," Ishan said, raising his voice. "Ish, I'm telling you for the last time. You're going to stay here. Mom, Dad, Bhaiya, Bhabhi, and Viraj miss you," Shubman said.