What Are We Now (Mind Reader) | Ishman

Ch.7

*third person's POV*

"Accha Shub sun"
"Yes Bhaiya?"
"Tu vaise kya keh raha tha Rohit ke baare mein?"
"I know you've only been thinking about him since"
"Wh-what do you mean?! It's because you said you knew something that I don't!"
"Hm, sure.. anyways, what did you both talk about? I'm so not letting you take advantage of poor Ro bhaiya because of me"
"Poor Ro bhaiya?! What about Poor Cheeku bhaiya?!"
"Ok Good nigh-"
"Accha accha, Baba... Pehle bado ki baat chalti thi, ab bado ki sunta kaun hai"
"Bhaiya you're not old-"
"Old- WHO ARE YOU CALLING OLD HUH?!"

Shubman laughed holding his stomach and Virat told him to shut up.
"Ok ok, Bhaiya, now you continue "
"Fine... So we both.. um just started with a hi.. and it was mainly talking about business.."
"But.."
"But.. um.. we also talked casually.. um like... Normal stuff.."
"What normal stuff?"
"Like preferences, and also about you both"
"What about us?!"
"Nothing much, just how much you fit together"
"Hm, that's true.. he's my Baby after all"

Shubman dramatically placed a hand on his chest, thinking of Ishan, and Virat swatted his hand.
"Sorry, yes bhaiya"
"Hm.. and that's all"
"What about the feeding part?"
"What feeding part?"
"It literally never left your mind, Bhaiya"

Virat blushed and hit Shubman's shoulder.
"Kabhi kabhi man karta hai tujhe maardu sachmein... Par fir yaad aata hai tu to mere liye khaana banana seekh raha hai"
"Bas bhaiya, yahi pyaar tha aapka?"

Virat chuckled and brought Shubman's face to his shoulder.
"Chhota sa baccha hai tu mera"
"Yes, Bhaiya"
"Kaka, soja ab" he pinched his nose and gave it a flick, earning a kiss from Shubman on his cheek and slept like that.

....

"Kaka, wake up, ye alarm kyu lagake soya hai tu"
"Hm- what alarm? What happened"
"Phone dekh apna, yaar"

Shubman swatted his hand everywhere, not able to find his phone. Virat facepalmed when he went back to sleep once the voice stopped. He got up from the bed and checked Shubman's phone and gasped.

"Shub, Ishan has called you ten times-"
"ISHAN?! WHAT HAPPENED? WHERE'S MY BABY?!"
"In plausible trouble"

Shubman hurriedly checked his phone and there were indeed 10 missed calls from Ishan. Another one displayed on the screen. Shubman immediately accepted it and heard low sobs from the other end.

"Baby?"
"Sh-shubi-Shubi where are you? Come Home please Shubi"

Shubman could hear Ishan's sobs increasing as he spoke, not being able to digest that his Baby was crying for him since and he wasn't there.
"I'm sorry, Baby.. I'm so sorry, Ishi.. I'm coming, Baby. Are you in your room?"

Ishan hummed very lowly, which was almost inaudible through the phone.
"I'll be there in a heartbeat, Baby"
"D-don't hang up.."
"Sure, Baby, I'm not going anywhere. I'm coming back to you"

"What happened, Kaka?"
"Bhaiya.. he's... He- I need to go- he needs me right now"
"Go, Baby, and please be back soon.. although tomorrow is a Sunday, so you have about an extra hour with you"
"Okay Bhaiya, It'll leave now"
"Wear a shirt at least"
"Toss me two"

He wore a shirt and took one for Ishan and ran off to the bike quickly, driving over to his house.
Once he was at the door, he took his phone out of the pocket and saw that Ishan was still there on the call.
"Baby.. I'm outside.."

Shubman heard a bit of sniffling, then the door opened and the call hung up. The moment the door parted slightly, Ishan's smaller frame crashed into his.

Shubman rubbed his back comfortingly, kissing his hair and forehead everywhere.
"It's okay, Baby. I'm here.. I'm here baby. Let's go inside... Do you want to sleep?"