When Shubman woke up, it was already half past eight, as he rubbed his eyes to get rid of the sleep.
His mind procured the images from last night and he found himself blushing at the thought of ishan's parents spending quality time with each other.
But also he saw his potential future with Ishan, that he might have ruined with his running facade.
Although he knows that Ishan is the kindest person on this planet earth, he still did not want to take any chances as to ruining the situation more.
He blearily woke up and went out of the room, to find any sight of Ishan, but to his surprise, it was Rohit he found in the kitchen, working on the coffee machine and reading newspaper at the same time.
He awkwardly shifted on his feet, but still moved forward, and stammered out a greeting,
"Good morning sir"
Rohit looked up, his face soft and a very peculiar bedhead, which almost made him too hot for someone who just woke up in the morning.
How come this whole family is filled with hot and handsome men?
Rohit put down the newspaper, and nodded his head,
"Good morning. Coffee?"
Shubman fidgeted a bit then shook his head, not wanting to disturb them anymore than he has already done.
Rohit sighed, and motioned Shubman to sit on the living room sofa,
"Watch some TV, I'll make some hot chocolate for you, you have any allergies?"
Shubman again shook his head and just did what he was told.
He switched between the channels and came across the one which seemed a bit interesting and stick to it.
Just then he heard footsteps heading to the kitchen and Virat was there.
And yeah, Rohit and Virat definitely spent some quality time together.
Virat was wearing the shirt that Rohit wore the day prior, a little too big on him, but he styled it in a way that it could be one of the best-selling outfits if sold.
His bedhead was similar to Rohit but he had more of a softer edge on him, his face relaxed and smiling and very much unmoving as if enjoying the simplicity the morning brought to them.
Shubman saw Virat automatically gravitating towards Rohit, his hands reaching out to him, and pulling his face towards himself to quickly peck his cheek as a morning greeting.
Shubman averted his eyes yet again, the tenderness they shared between them was too pure for him to even put a gaze on them.
Just as he was spiralling through the thoughts, Virat plopped on the bigger sofa next to him,
He stretched himself, even that looked like a shoot for a modeling picture. Damn.
"We all love a big ol' Sunday, don't we?"
His voice was groggy and rough around the pitch, it reminded him of the sea deep voice that Ishan had.
Fuck, now he wanted to listen to Ishan's bed voice, shit.
Shubman hummed in affirmation but decided not to speak his mind, his brain not functioning fully at this point of time.
Rohit brought a tray over and put it onto the table, passed a cup to Shubman and other to Virat, and there were some cookies too,
He sat beside Virat and Virat turned his whole body towards him, seeing the new comfy position of his husband, Rohit just tucked Virat's legs over his lap.
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Sunshine And Midnight Rain
Fanfiction"He was sunshine and I was midnight rain" Shubman is a college student, who doesn't have any will to carry on with life. And he's just tolerating his surroundings as long as he can. Enters Ishan Sharma, who changes everything. Every fear and every i...
