Short Stories of our beloved ISHMAN

Mujhe Haqq Hai (2)

As time passed, they grew even closer. While Shubman's feelings for Ishan deepened with each passing day.
Even though Shubman hadn't explicitly expressed his feelings to Ishan, his action spoke volumes. Ishan was accustomed to shubman's affection; it was nothing new to him. He cherished the love and care he received, showing his appreciation by cooking meals and waiting for Shubman to have dinner together, especially when shubman returned home late. They enjoyed going for walks, having late-night ice cream dates, and sharing laughter and moments that would become cherished memories for them in the long run.

One month into their marriage, their bond had grown even more refined. One fine day, when shubman returned home, he mentioned to Ishan that his colleagues wanted to meet in casual setting. Ishan agreed to the request.

The next week arrived sooner than expected. As Shubman left for work, Ishan mentioned that he would visit him in the late afternoon, and they could then go out for dinner together.

Ishan reached the sports complex later in the afternoon. He saw Shubman playing basketball with his friends and employees, dressed in a black sleeveless t-shirt and shorts,his hair pushed back with a bandana. The combination of sweat and the evening sun made him glow, emphasising his pumped-up muscles and visible veins on his hands. Ishan found himself gazing at Shubman more than intended, feeling a funny sensation in his stomach. However, his attention was quickly drawn away when he heard young girls cheering for Shubman as he scored a perfect swish. While celebrating, Shubman noticed Ishan, he excused himself and walked over to him.

When Ishan and Shubman were chatting, Abhishek, a close friend of both, joined them along with few others. As Shubman began walking towards his office with Ishan, Abhishek halted. " You can't bail on the game now, we must play a decider!  Otherwise, i won't be able to rest until our next showdown," Abhishek argued. He began pleading with Ishan to persuade Shubman. Shubman eventually agreed to join, but Abhishek, with a mischievous plan, challenged Ishan to play with them.

Ishan was hesitant at first, but Abhishek kept insisting that he was backing off from a challenge. A few others joined Abhishek's protest, Ishan eventually gave in. Shubman handed over a set of clothes to Ishan, which he stored in his office for leisure wear. When Ishan, showed up dressed in Shubman's t-shirtamd shirts, Shubman couldn't help but admire the sight. The t-shirt was a tad oversized on him, and the shorts clung snugly to his thighs, a combination that could captivate anyone. Ishan looked irresistibly appealing.

Ishan and Shubman quickly joined the rest of the group on the court. The previous game's tension had dissipated, replaced by a new desire to see the couple face off for some added excitement. Teams were formed: Team Shubman and Team Ishan. As the game unfolded, no one was willing to concede defeat easily; each player poured their heart into the match, even though it was just a friendly game.

In the final moments of the basketball showdown , Shubman, with a sly grin, decided to let Ishan test victory. As the game reached its climax, Shubman strategically eased off, allowing Ishan to make critical plays and take the lead. With a subtle gesture, he  orchestrated the match's outcome, ensuring Ishan's triumph.  Ishan celebrated his win unaware of the gentle hand guiding the game's end.

As Ishan basked in the glory of his victory, grinning from ear to ear, Shubman observed him with admiration, a smile playing on his own lips. Just then, Abhishek approached and playfully smacked his head, adding a touch of friendship to the celebratory atmosphere.

" Saale, maine dekha tune kya kiya last moment pr!" Abhishek scolded Shubman playfully as he teasingly recounted Shubman's actions in the moments of the game.