Butterfly Effect 🦋

❥︎𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩 14

"Accha? Abhishek ne send Kiya na?" Ishan asked, leaning closer to see shubman's phone.

"Haa, kya link hai ye, open nahi ho raha thik se?" Shubman knitted his eyebrows, trying to tap the link that is sent by his friend, with the attached message.

"Bhai, ye kya alag type ka dekh liya maine!"

Ishan later on tried to open, it didn't open up.

"Ah, computer me link type karke dekhe?" Ishan suggested, getting up to bring his newly baught laptop.

Shubman nodded, Ishan bought his laptop in bed, both sitting close, waiting curiously for the laptop to open up.

"Headphones nikal, nahi to jaag jayenge sab , raat ho gayi hai"

Shubman gave his phone to ishan, who was busy typing out the link on Firefox tab where shubman took his wired headphones out, attaching it with Ishan's laptop.

Ishan tapped the enter button, both watching the screen with big eyes, both sharing the white wires, the screen buffering.

"Ahh"
A slurred moan could be heard through the earplugs, and the screen flashes two guys naked, one sitting on another's lap while making out with pure bliss.

Both of them sat there with wide eyes, in shock.

"Ahh, faster please"

The loud moan quickly made both of them come out of the shock, their breathing going unusual as the they layed on the bed, started move in rhythm.

Ishan panicked, trying to the cursor to close the tab with shaky hands.

"Shit!" He blurted out, rushing to close the tab.

But oh well, it wasn't closing!

There flashed close-up shots their intercourse, one ramming into another.

"Oh my god" Shubman gasped , trying rushing to close the tab as well.

"Close it, dammit!" Ishan covered his face.

"I am trying! What the hell!" Shubman said, trying his best to click the close button.

"Um... I think the curser is stuck there..."

"Fuck fuck fuck "

Ishan panicked, widening his eyes, Shubman face palmed with moans filling up their ears and screen flashing the most inappropriate moments ever.

"How do we close now! It's all because of you!" Ishan complained.

"Not because of me! It's that abhishek!"

"Tera hi to bestfriend hai na!"

"Baklol phir tu kon hai,?"

"Boyfriend?"

"Are Haan wo-" Shubman blushed, with wide eyes, soon receiving a hit on his head.

"Badme sharmana ab isse band kar! What if someone comes in oh my god" Ishan panicked again, trying to shut down the laptop.

After a lot of trying, they finally shut the laptop down.

They both shied in relief.

But....

Both teenagers suddenly flushed red, as the scenes kept replaying in their head, as only a few hours ago they were almost in the same position. Probably, It didn't have the most sexual thoughts attached as they had less ideas about it, they can't help but think otherwise now.
Ishan and Shubman didn't think about the sexual intimacy yet, they would be close to each other and kiss because they liked the warmth, the comfort. They could forget about the real world when they were with each other, they could simply be happy and feel safe.

Shubman cleared his throat in the attempt to break the awkward silence.
"S-so jaye?"

"U-um Haan, I am sleepy, good night" Ishan rambled on, quickly keeping the laptop to his side table and laying at the extreme side of the bed.

Shubman pouted looking at the boy before laying on the other side of the bed, a good distance visible in between them.
"Chutiya Abhishek" shubman grumbled silently, as his plan of cuddling ishan the whole night got ruined successfully.

On the other hand, Ishan squeezed his eyes shut, he couldn't let that image out of his head. Those sounds, the way the boy held the other boy's waist who was sitting on the lap. Ishan felt something bubbling up in his stomach, a sudden unknown feeling coming up to him.
His mind reflected that he would want someone to do that to him too, he would rather prefer that.

And he does that, he liked to sit on Shubman's lap, he lets shubman take control, he likes when Shubman holds him tight by his waist.

Shiver ran through his spine, Ishan was scared.

He was a boy, he couldn't be that, it is what girls do. He is suppose to be the one handling, he is suppose to be dominant.

In future, he has to be with a girl, right?
After all, this whole thing is just a secret arrangement. He can't let this become his habit, he can't.

The next morning, shubman woke up to the sound of a hair drier,he opened his eyes to see Ishan, already dressed up in school uniform messily drying his long hair.

"Uth gaya? Good morning" Ishan smiled through the mirror, Shubman who was engrossed in seeing the 'freshly out of shower' Ishan's wet locks and minty scent, came out of his daze.

"Good morning Ish" Shubman got up, moving to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Memories of the previous night popped up in his head, shubman hoped his overthinkings won't come true.

Shubman came out of the bathroom in his uniform, he could see Ishan fixing his bagpack, "tu neeche ja, Mai ata hu" ishan said.

Shubman stared at him, something felt odd.
No sudden hugs and pecks? No teasings from Ishan? Needless to say, shubman grew quiet used to those by now.

Considering they still have some time, why is Ishan saying so?

Shubman didn't say further, he nodded and went downstairs for breakfast.

Ishan watched him, later sighed in relief.

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