Throughout the whole ride, Mayank slept on Ishan's shoulders, almost like a corpse.
Ishan slowly tilled his head away with his index finger and sat up straight from his initial sleeping position.
"Thank God I didn't sprain my neck..." he stretched his whole body and popped a few of his neck bones.
Just a minute ago, the pilot announced that they would land in a few minutes now.
The rest of the members too woke up from their deep slumber and freshed up.
Ishan slowly got and carefully exited his row, crossing a sleeping Mayank, who almost got up.
Ishan got a bit hesitant cause he didn't want to wake the other up, he'll again start chattering nonstop.
He ruffled his hair and brushed it with his fingers. He was still sleepy. With his clumsy steps, he reached the washroom area. The doors were already open. Surya bhaiya and Hardik bhaiya were already washing their faces.
"Rukh ja Thora sa!" said Hardik bhaiya.
Ishan nodded with a slight smile and stood behind, leaning on the wall on the other side.
Soft thuds of footsteps were heard. Ishan slightly looked to his side and saw a pair of feet. He slowly looked up.
It was Shubman, in his half sleepy state. Hair messy, shirt a bit crooked, walked in a slight clumsy manner.
Ishan lost his balance, almost fell on his side. Shubman glanced at him.
Ishan immediately stumbled and stood up and shifted to his side, making space for Shubman also to stand. Shubman stood.
"Morning boys!" Surya bhaiya said as he walked out and walked towards his seat.
Ishan and Shubman both started walking at the same time.
And yes, Ishan bumped into Shubman's chest who slightly rotated his body to enter first.
"Sor—"
"Sorry—!" Shubman said, much louder.
Ishan paused a bit. Obviously flabbergasted.
They stared at each other for a few seconds.
Shubman raised his both brows, in a questioning manner.
Ishan blinked away and immediately got in first. Shubman sighed and joined too.
Ishan collected a lot of water in his palms and splashed it one go. It touched his locks and dripped down his temples and traced down his neck to collar bones.
Shubman just kept staring at the other, forgetting his own world.
Ishan looked up, the taller immediately looked away and splashed his face with cold water too.
It was filled with awkward silence.
"Did you....sleep well...?" Ishan asked softly.
Shubman rubbed his wet hands on a towel that was hanging there. He just gave the shorter a look and look at himself through the mirror.
No response.
Ishan bit his lower lip and pricked his nails.
"Umm... Ya there...was a bit of turbulence earlier..." Ishan muttered.
Shubman gave him another cold look and turned around to leave. Ishan sighed.
Shubman stopped just at the door and looked on his shoulders. Ishan looked up too.
"But it seems like you slept well." with that Shubman disappeared, loud stomps could be heard fading away.
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The New Boy (Ishman)
RomanceShubman Gill is a cricketer, a huge part of the Indian Cricket Team. To be honest, one of the best players out there in the whole team. He is also the most appreciated player. Although he's very famous for his dimpled wide smile, he's a very seriou...
