Metanoia (Shubman gill×Ishan kishan)

Chapter 25

Ishan's POV

"You have a meeting with the marketing department at 11:30 a.m. Then a VC with the HR at 3 p.m. Lastly a meeting with the designing department to evaluate the designs of the new laptops at 4 p.m.,Sir",my secretary briefed as we made our way towards my private elevator,which takes me directly to my office at the topmost floor. My bodyguard Ryle following me like a shadow.

When we reached at my office,I excused Ryle and my secretary,and then dialed Shubman's number,and as usual,it went straight to voice mail. He hasn't replied to my texts,or called me back once after dropping me home on Sunday.And today is Tuesday.Still nothing from Shubman.

On one hand I'm mad and sad thinking he ditched me probably after getting bored with me.

I told you!

STOP! NO. This is not the time to overthink.What if something happened to him?

I picked up one of my numbers that I use strictly for business,and dialed Shubman's. He picked up on the 5th ring.

"Picked up your phone when you saw it's not me",I bite out bitterly,without giving him any chance to speak.

So,I wasn't overthinking. He really got bored of me. I should have known. Stupid! Stupid Ishan. So Stupid!

The clearing of his voice broke my trance of self loathing. "Isha-..",his voice came out a bit thicker,which eventually got cut by his cough.Shubman coughed.

"You're sick",I said,already collecting my wallet and personal phone,and making my way out of the office.

"Ishan,it's nothing",he tried to argue,but I cut him off saying I would be at his penthouse in 30 minutes,and hung up before he could say anything else. I know he's going to be mad for that,but I would deal with it later. Right now,Shubman's health is my priority.

"Postpone all my meetings for today",I said,without stopping in my track.Meanwhile Ryle followed me wordlessly,opening the car door for me and making his way to the driver's seat.

"Where to,Sir?",he asked.

"The Penthouse."

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By the time I got to his house,fifty minutes have gone by due to the insufferable traffic.My worry was increasing,if he had,had anything to eat this morning or yesterday.I typed in the pass code before entering.

I found Shubman lying on the couch,his legs sprawled out,and his body bend in an uncomfortable position.He had a black shirt and black pants on,he was still in his work clothes.His one shoe was off,and another dangling from his feet.Shubman was a mess.

"Shubman..",I rushed over to him and placed my fingers on his forehead to feel the temperature,and he was burning! Shit! How long has he been like this? His eyes were closed,and he was breathing through his mouth.

I quickly made my way towards the kitchen,avoiding the intimidating wolf painting at all costs.I took a bowl from one of the cupboards,filled it with water,and grabbed a towel from the racks,before making my way back to Shubman.

His eyes were still closed,when I placed the soaked towel in his forehead.Shub's eyes snapped open and he looked right at me with wide eyes.

"Sorry,I startled you."

"No..it's alright",his voice was like gravel,breaths coming out in puffs.I helped him to lay down on the couch in a more comfortable position than before.And continued to press the towel to his forehead,while brushing his fringes off his forehead.

He drifted off to sleep soon,and I made my way to his room to change into comfortable clothes. I settled at a white shirt of shubman's and a black short of mine that I left here last week.30 minutes later,I woke Shub up,so I could feed him.

"You made me chicken soup?",he asked,leaning backwards in the couch. I just noded my head and started feeding him the soup.When it was the turn to take the medicine he started whining and pouting.

I knew Shubman was a bit childish.But sick shubman maybe one of my favourites.He looks so different from the loud,dominating and brooding businessman that he is.

After a few minutes of grumbling about how he doesn't like the taste of medicine,he finally Swallowed it with water and went back to sleep.While he was sleeping,I eased him out of his shoe and socks,and the belt.Soon the dress pant was off too,and Shub was left with his boxers. I changed his sweat soaked shirt to a fresh shirt,with much difficulty.All while shubman grumbled in his sleep but didn't wake up.I covered his whole body with a soft blanket.

I started up cleaning the drawing room,put his discarded clothes in the lundary basket,and then started chopping off vegetables to make the lunch.

His condition screams that he really didn't eat anything except a bag of chips,that I found beneath the dangling feet,and an empty bottle of water. So,I woke him up after 3 hours for a proper lunch,and made him drink water,so he could stay hydrated. I also kind of forced him to take some ORS.

"Come cuddle with me,baby",shubman said,opening his arms for me and scooting over. I happily obliged,and snuggled with him under the blanket.

"Why didn't you call me sooner?",I asked,my voice muffled as my face was squeezed in his chest.

"Didn't want you to see me like that",he mumbled,tightening his grip on me.

"Shubi,boyfriends are supposed to take care of each other",and a huge smile took over his face upon hearing that. Idiot! I cooed internally at his cuteness.

"I'm your boyfriend,hmm",he happily snuggled more to me,almost squeezing me to death.

"Ah,Shub,loosen your hold",I whined,and he sheepishly placed a kiss on my cheek before loosening his grip a bit.

"Shubi?"

"Yes,my star?",my heart leaped in my chest at the nickname.Shubman can make my heart race a marathon with anything and everything.

"You must always call me when you're sick,okay? It's a must,Shubman",I kept my eyes at him,and he mocked salute me. "Sir,yes,sir." Idiot!

"And...I also like the nickname",I said,ducking my head in his chest,upon feeling a blush creeping up my cheeks.

I didn't have to see it,I already know Shub was grining like a chimpanzee,a handsome one. I internally laughed at my own thought.

"You're my little star,Ishan",he softly kissed the top of Mt head and rocked us back and forth slowly.

A comfortable silence settled between us.Just the sounds of our heartbeats,all of him and all of I intertwined. Peace. Shubman feels like the peace in my chaos.

"I want ice-cream",Shubman broke the silence.

"Tomorrow,Shubi". And as usual he started whining like a kid.

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Idk guys but,sick shubman>>>>dominant shubman. And Ishan taking care of his Idiot. My babies are so cute!!😭😭

Also,wtf is wrong with the IPL commentators??? Making fun of player's mental health,saying "he should have retired" etc.??? Bro just STFU???