ICT BL oneshots - 2

Regret (Rahul x Hardik)

Rahul rubbed his temple as he lay on his bed. It's already 8:45 am, but he just doesn't want to abandon his bed and get up. His head was aching, god knows why, and he just needed some rest. Hardik wasn't here, if he would've been present maybe Rahul would have felt a lot lighter while cuddling him. Only hid knows where he has gone so early in the morning.

He rolled off the bed and sat on the edge, yawning, his eyes still heavy. He looked at the calendar and felt like screaming on top of his lungs. It was the most hectic day that gnawed on Rahul's mind since last week. His manager has set him up to 3 interviews and 1 ad shoot, none of them could be ignored. He knew those were important cause he had barely made a public appearance for the last 4-5 months.

He mentally pleaded to God to end this day soon as he was firstly tired with his headache and then upon this, all these things he had to deal with. He forced himself to the washroom and got ready for the hectic day ahead.

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It's been really tough. Rahul was in his car, finished with 3 of his interviews. He was on the way to the ad shoot and it was already 6:15 pm. He sighed at the calming and cold waves from the AC, sighing in satisfaction as he leaned his head back, wanting to rest.

"Sir, we're here."

His manager said from the passenger seat, breaking his peaceful thoughts. His whole body groaned in response, but he successfully let his face hide it and climbed down the car. As soon as the door closed, the higher temperature outside immediately made him feel sick, as his head spinned.

Just one more Rahul, and finally you'll be free.

Rahul thought to himself and went in inside, his manager completely unknown of the tsunami that was going over him.

The ad shoot was a mess of change of clothes for the 5th time. He forgot his dialogues many times, because of his headache and he had to read through the script again and again though it was just 4 lines.

And finally, when everything came to an end, he hurried back in his own clothes and slipped into his car after thanking everyone. He let his body fall back on the soft cushions of the seat and take in the coldness of the AC. His body and mind relaxed, as he soon drifted to sleep.

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The walk that took him back to his hotel room was exhausting. Just as he reached his room, he threw away his uncomfortable clothes, and slipped into one of hardik's hoodie with a pair of shorts beneath. Well, if hardik has the independence to use his clothes so he should be given the same privilege. He let his body plop onto the bed, the cozy sheets already inviting a good sleep to him.

His whole body pained, but at the same time relaxed. He hasn't seen hardik today at all, he hasn't even checked whatsapp. But not to worry, because doesn't matter how much naughty hardik is, his brothers are always there to save him. He felt the sleep taking over him as he was extremely satisfied after the torturous day.

But his eyes snapped open when he heard the loud thud of the door of the living area. And when he heard hardik's voice, he groaned and tried to cover his ears with a pillow.

"MIRCHI MIRCHI MIRCHI NAZRE TIRCHI."

Rahul couldn't stop the sound from reaching his ears, and soon hardik burst through the bedroom door.

"Rahul, BABE, you know I just saw this god damn reel. Let's go make it together!"

Hardik exclaimed happily pulling away the blanket from Rahul, who groaned again.

"Not now Harry please, I'm really tired."

Rahul tried to press his own thing but hardik was having none of it as he snatched the blanket away.