Ishan hummed along to the song playing in his phone, looking in the mirror as he fixed his hair. He smiled, spraying his favourite perfume on himself. Evening the creases on his shirt, he looked at himself in the mirror.
"Hm, not bad," Ishan mumbled to himself. He was dressed in a simple faded blue jean and a white Amiri shirt that he had stolen from his bestfriend. Soon-to-be boyfriend perhaps. Ishan giggled at his thoughts, hiding his face in his palms.
His doorbell rang, a wide smile made it's way onto his lips as he almost sprinted across the house to open the door.
Shubman stood at the door with a grin as big as his if not more, "Hii, cutie,"
"Eww, Shubi, don't be cringe now," Ishan laughed, pulling him inside and closing the door.
Shubman rolled his eyes playfully, pulling him in a hug, Ishan melted into the embrace, tightly wrapping his arms around him as well, "You look good," Shubman mumbled in Ishan's neck.
"I know, Meri Jaan," Ishan smiled, pulling back, "You also look like a literal pataaka," He winked. Shubman was also dressed in casual clothing just like him, also wearing a shirt that he had stolen from Ishan.
Shubman giggled, shaking his head, "You and your out of pocket compliments,"
Ishan smiled, leaning closer to Shubman's face, "Don't you just love both of them? Me and my out of pocket compliments?"
"Oh, I do," Shubman whispered, pulling him closer.
"How much?" Ishan raised an eyebrow, wrapping his arms around Shubman's waist.
"Um," Shubman mumbled, pretending to think as he dragged his index finger on Ishan's cheek, "Even more than the stars present in the sky," He whispered, lightly swiping his finger on Ishan's lips who smiled in return, pecking the fingertip.
"Great," Ishan smiled, "I love you more,"
"Wah bhai, ye sahi hai tera," Shubman chuckled.
"Bhai?" Ishan raised an eyebrow.
"Haan, aur kya?" Shubman teased, biting back a smile.
"Accha ji, aur kya, haan?" Ishan muttered, yanking Shubman closer by his collar, "Do you really wanna know right now, Jaan? 'Cause I can show you,"
"So fucking shameless," Shubman mumbled, his voice almost inaudible, eyes stuck at Ishan's beautiful lips.
"Calling me shameless while staring at my lips like a hungry wolf, such a hypocrite move, Gill," Ishan tched, shaking his head in mock disappointment.
Shubman looked up at his eyes after taking his time to thoroughly examine every single detail of Ishan's lips, "Well, I really like your offer,"
"What offer?" Ishan asked.
"The offer about whatever you wanted to show me a while ago," Shubman mumbled, trailing his hand down from his back to his waist, "I would love to see, you know,"
"Are you planning to go more lower?" Ishan raised an eyebrow, referring to his hand.
"Do you want me to?" Shubman smirked.
"I wouldn't mind," Ishan winked, tightening his hold on Shubman's waist.
"Okayyy, wow," Shubman chuckled, trailing his hand even lower to Ishan's ass, groping it. Ishan bit his lip, not wanting to make any sound at the contact even as a shiver went down his spine.
"So, what about the offer? Wanna show me?" Shubman whispered seductively.
"As much as I'd love to, I'm afraid I can't, darling," Ishan smiled, shaking his head.
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Destiny (Short Fics)
Fanfiction"Maybe it was written in my destiny to be with you and I can't thank the heavens enough for that." A collection of short stories of our beloved pair- Ishan kishan and Shubman gill. Come with me on their journey to find their love. Their destiny.
