Where's the moon to my sun?

11.

"Ish," Shubman squealed as he almost ran towards Ishan, engulfing him in a hug.

"Hii, baby," Ishan chuckled fondly, tightly wrapping his arms around him.

"Aww,"

Shubman pulled back from the hug, noticing that Ishan wasn't alone, there were his friends as well as he was in his class. Shubman should be in his class as well, but he is here 'cause he was missing Ishan, too much to say the least even though it hadn't even been a few hours since he last saw him.

"Oh, hi," He muttered awkwardly. Being too excited to see Ishan, he hadn't even noticed them.

Ishan's friends greeted him with warm smiles.

"Shubman baccha, how are you?" Anaya asked with a smile.

"I'm fine, di," Shubman smiled, "What about you all?"

"Perfectly fine,"

"Great,"

"Mast,"

"Okay, enough,  I'm taking him with me," Ishan said, clasping Shubman's hand with his own who couldn't help but smile.

"What about the class?" Mayank asked.

Ishan chuckled, "Who gives a fuck about the class?"

"Ooh, eager huh?" Rishabh teased.

"Why won't he? He has been dying to meet his moon for years," Mayank chimed in causing Shubman to turn red while Ishan just rolled his eyes at them.

Anaya chuckled, "Okay enough, guys, stop teasing them. You two go,"

Ishan smiled, walking out of the classroom with Shubman, "So, what's up, baby? Do you not have any class right now?" He asked as they walked hand in hand.

"I do but as you said you gives a fuck about class?" Shubman mumbled, giggling.

Ishan chuckled, the fondness evident on his face, "Seems like I'm being a bad influence on you, huh?"

Shubman smiled cutely, shooting him a wink, "Well, I love this bad influence,"

Ishan bit back a smile, teasing, "Did you just indirectly say that you love me? Baby, it's hasn't even been a day you got to know about me being your soulmate, you're so fast forward, huh,"

Shubman burst into cackles at that, shaking his head.

"What?" Ishan pouted.

"Nothing," Shubman shook his head, still chuckling.

"You're laughing at me," Ishan mumbled, sulking.

"I'm not laughing at you, Ish," Shubman smiled at him fondly.

"Aur vaise bhi I think I probably fell for you the day I first saw you, my cute killer," He added with a wink.

"Ew, that's so cheesy," Ishan mumbled, making a mock disgusted expression but the smile on his face gave it away, "And I'm not a killer,"

"Hm, but you are a thief," Shubman mumbled, "'Cause you stole my heart,"

Ishan chuckled, playfully rolling his eyes, "God, Shubi, kya khake aaya hai aaj nashte mein?"

"Nothing, actually," Shubman mumbled, smiling sheepishly.

Ishan's smile dropped a little, "You didn't have breakfast? Have you eaten anything till now atleast?"

Shubman shook his head, "I was getting late,"

Ishan glared at him, it was way past two and this idiot- no his idiot haven't eaten anything, "Let's go get you something to eat from the cafeteria,"