Ishman | one shots♡| Top Shubman💙

🌻18. (P3) I love-hate you (after care)

(last one to this series)

*third person's POV*

Shubman woke up two hours later. Ishan was still asleep in his arms, wearing nothing. This time, Shubman blushed, noticing his perfect features. He'd indeed gotten so lucky.

He then carefully parted from Ishan's tight grasp and went to change the sheets from Ishan's room. He then put their clothes in the laundry too, and wrapped a towel around himself.

Then he went back to Ishan and saw him still asleep.
"Darling.."
"Hmm" Ishan groaned sleepily.
"Babyyy" Shubman cooed softly
"Hm?"
"Let's have a bath, Baby"
"Don't want to"
"Open your eyes for me, please Baby"

Ishan then rubbed his eyes and softly batted his eyelashes which made Shubman's heart flutter.

"Awww.. you're so cute, Baby, how could someone ever hate you"
"You did"
"I'm sorry, Baby..."

Ishan giggled. "It's okay, Shubi... Pick me up?"
"Of course, Darling"
"Why're you in a towel?"
"I couldn't exactly roam around naked, Darling"
"I wouldn't mind it"

Shubman chuckled and kissed Ishan's forehead.
"Are you my boyfriend now, Shubi?"
"If you want me to"
"I do want you, Shubi"
"Then I am yours, Darling"

Ishan smiled and Shubman then finally slid a hand under his head and thighs. Ishan winced at that.

"Ah- Shubi.. it hurts... Please be gentle" Ishan said with tears brimming his eyes.

Shubman's heart felt as if it shred to a million pieces.
"I'm so so sorry, Ishu.... I'm so sorry.. forgive me please"
"I-its not your fault, Shubi"
"I'm still sorry, Baby... I'll be very careful. Please tell me if I ever hurt you, okay?"
"Okay, Boyfriend"

But just then, the doorbell suddenly rang. Shubman and Ishan both froze because of the state they were in.
"Clothes, Baby? Where are they?"
"Take mine... From the cupboard in my room"

Shubman nodded and hurriedly left the room, shutting the door. He quickly wore just a shirt and shorts while the person behind the door was impatiently ringing the doorbell.

Shubman then opened the door and he saw Shreyas.
"Shubman?"
"Shreyas... Hi"
"Tum yahan kyu ho?"
"Vo- main- Ishan- Uhm.. books padhne ke liye... padhai"
"Ishan kahan hai?"
"Are nahi abhi uski tabiyat bhot kharab hai abhi mat jao oopar, Shreyas-"

No use, he had already entered the room where Ishan was.
"Are Ishu.. kya hogaya? Aise kyu kambhal mein ghuske baitha hai?"

He faked a cough.
"Bohot beemar hu main, Shrey, tu jaa theek hai?"
"Aise kaise jaun tujhe iske saath chhod ke?"

Shreyas then put his hand on Ishan's forehead and borh of them felt bad for him.
"Are baap re! Tu sachmein itna garam ho raha hai"
"Are tu jaa.. Shubman mera dhyaan rakh raha hai na"
"Pakka jaun?"

Ishan glared at him and he finally left the room. Shubman went downstairs along with him.

"Uhm.. Shreyas?"
"Yes?"
"Ghar jaake haath dho liyo"

Shubman said and shut the door. It took a minute for him to understand what he meant and he puked instantly, feeling the need to wash himself with tide once he reaches back.

Shubman then went back to Ishan and sighed, removing his clothes again and went near Ishan.
"I guess he knows too now"

Ishan only opened his arms for Shubman and started kissing his face.
"It's okay... Pick me up please, Shubi... I feel dirty and untidy"

Shubman nodded and this time picked him up more carefully.
"Does it hurt less now?"
"Mhmm"

He bent down and kissed Ishan's lips.
"You're soo pretty.. sooo pretty.. I can't help but fall for you even more now"