The New Boy (Ishman)

Chapter 13

I was reading the comments the other day.
It made me laugh so damn hard! Those were hilarious!😂 You guys are really something. 😂🙏🏻 That really made my day!

ENJOYYYYYYYY!!!

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It's the next morning.

Shubman was wide awake, sitting on his bed and scrolled through his social media account.

A bell boy had come early in the morning and served their breakfast in their room itself. Shubman kept on munching on some small fruits.

Ishan was still sleeping. He was indeed very tired after the last day's practice.
Shubman would sometimes look at him and sigh.

He saw how Ishan would press his cheek on his wrist, causing it to slightly bulge out and make him appear chubby on face. How his whole body would rise up and softly down due to his breathing rhythm.
He'd also observed how plumpy Ishan's lips look and glossy—

Shubman immediately shook his head, making his hair flip from one side to the other.
He sighed deeply with frustration and gritted his teeth.

"Damn it! I wanna punch you so bad!" he muttered under his breath looking at the other occasionally.

After sometime, Ishan softly shifted on his bed, from one side to another. He slowly reached out for his phone on the night stand.

Turning it on, he looked at the time. He immediately got up in one shot and almost yelled.

"Fuck!!! I'M LATE!" Ishan yelled.

Shubman closed one eye and pressed his one index finger into his one ear to block the noise.

Ishan turned around and jumped out of the bed and started running here and there. He slowly stopped when he saw Shubman's unbothered expression looking at him.

There was a brief pause.

"Today's a holiday." Shubham said with a straight face.

Ishan took a sharp breath and paused. He tried to remember.

"Oh...ya ya... sorry... I umm...forgot—" Ishan said, scratching the back of his head.

Shubman rolled his eyes and sighed deeply which was quite audible. Ishan looked at him and raised his brows in confusion.

"Stop lying!" Shubman said in an accusing manner.

"I— am not!" Ishan said with a small pout at the end.

Shubman looked away and clenched his jaws.

"Rohit bhaiya just informed me this morning—" Shubman said as he showed a small notification, "—that today's a holiday! Moron!" he spat out in his most harsh tone.

Ishan took a deep breath and exhaled, mouth slightly opened, still looking at the other. He was now embarrassed. He bit his lower lip in embarrassment and looked here and there as if finding a place to hide.

Shubman kept staring at the other with an expressionless face. He rolled his eyes again.

"Go and freshen up! Duh!" Shubman said in annoyance. "The breakfast has already been served as you can see."

"Yes!...umm...ya..." Ishan was more than embarrassed.

Shubman kept face as he watched the other gather everything he needed and go into the washroom.

A few minutes went by. Ishan came out of the washroom while rubbing his hair with a towel. Shubman was almost done having his breakfast.

Ishan's part of breakfast was too served on his bed so he just came and sat opposite Shubman and started his day with a bunch of grapes, holding them with its stem.