Ishman | one shots♡| Top Shubman💙| BOOK 1

🍭+🔞25. (P1) Pearls Of Their World

Requestes by: fairygrdns🎀

Context:
Ishman as parents...
(I actually wrote a lot of the convos in hindi and I'm sorry for those who don't understand it 😭)
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*Ishan's POV*

I woke up due to the loud cries of my little Sunshine. I rubbed my eyes, trying to get up but someone's weigjt was holding me from doing so. And of course, it was my husband.

"Hmmm... Hubby... Leave me please"
"I won't leave you, Meri Jaan. Bohot papad bele hain bas tumhe paane ke liye"
"Aye, buddhu. Tumhari beti ro rahi hai. Mujhe to jaane do"
"Hamari beti"
"Han, Baby, hanari beti... But let me go now please"
"Mhm.. bring her to the bed, Jaanu"

I nodded and got up, holding myself straight and took my Baby out of her crib.
"My Daughter.. why's my Baby crying? Are you hungry, Ani?"

My little Anaisha cried even more, her eyes squeezed tightly as she let put sweet cries. I don't care how many nights I haven't slept because of her, her cries will always be special to me. I'm her father. Father of the most beautiful baby girl.

"Anu baby, don't cry, Sunshine. Let's get you some milk, hm? Stay with Papa, Sweety... Hubby, pakdo na Ani ko"
"Yes Baby, give me my daughter"

I handed him her pink blanket first, and then placed her in his arms. He wrapped her in the cloth and lightly rubbed her back, kissing her forehead multiple times.
"Meri Beti... Meri chhoti si jaan... Don't cry, Sunshine. Baba will get some mil for my Darling daughter and then you'll feel just fine, hm?..."

I went into the kitchen and heated some milk, bringing it back to her. There I saw her curiously looking at Shubman. Her hands, just a centimetre away from his face as he talked to her, repeating her name.

"Baby, don't let her touch your face or she'll-"
"Ahh! My Ani wants to kill her Papa"
"She's a Baby! Don't say words like that in front of her"
"Oops! I'm sorry, Baby. You didn't hear that word. Got it?"
"And be careful, Baby. Her nails are really sharp... I'll put her mittens on"
"Mhm... My naughty Daughter loves to scratch everyone's face, hm?"

He said and tapped her nose lightly and she started crying again.
"*Gasps* this is so unfair! Baba ke aate hi Papa se door jaana hota hai?"
"Well, I'm her favourite"
"No! Give that bottle to me! I'll feed my daughter today, then you'll see. I can be her favourite too"
"*Chuckles* please do and always stay her favourite. At least I'll never need to get up in between my sleep"
"Mhm. I would do that too... Here, Ani Baby... Your milk is here!"

He brought the bottle near her lips and she instantly held her hands forward, holding Shubman's hand as he fed her.
"Shake the bottle and Anu. She'll not drink it otherwise. And do it very very lightly, Hubby"
"Mhm... Like Baba like daughter"
"What do you mean, huh?"
"You won't drink my c-"
"Shubi! She's a little baby! Don't talk about that stuff in front of her... And just for your information, I've never said no to swallowing it"

I said with a red face and he smirked. I sighed and laid my head over his thigh, near to Ani's feet.
"Does she make you so tired, Jaanu?"
"Abhi to kuch bhi nahi hai, Baby... Dekho to, the bottle's finished. Lao mujhe do"
"Nahi Jaanu. Aaj tum rest karo aur main apni biwi aur beti, dono ko sambhal lunga"
"Tum kya hi sambhaloge mujhe... Tumhara ghar, tumhari beti, aur tumhe, sabko to main hi sambhaalta hun"
"Aisa pati bhagwaan sabko de!"
"Tum kya chahte ho? Main sabka ho jaun?"
"Nahi nahi. Aise thodi sabka hone dunga tumhe. Mere ho tum, bas mere"
"*Chuckles* vo dekho, ek competitor tumhari liye. Fight karo ab meri beti se. Ya to main tumhara hun, ya uska"