Purrfect Neighbour (ShubmanGillxIshanKishan)

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Shubman had just finished with a client at the gym and was making his way to the trainers' locker room. He slung his towel around his neck as he pushed the door open.

" Hi, Shubi ! What's going on man? Are you still coming to the game tonight?

Shubman smiled as an overly tanned well muscled guy with tattoos came over to him. " Sure Hardik. I'm in." Shubman opened his locker and started taking some items out of his bag.

" That's great. I scored some great seats from this girl who works at the stadium. You know the one I told you that I was going out with last week Friday but then I met this other girl Kaira, on Friday evening so I had to reschedule with this girl." Hardik noticed the confused expression on Shubman's face. " Anyway, this girl really hooked me up. We're sitting right behind the courtside seats."

" Oh man that's awesome." Shubman removed the towel from around his neck and placed it on the bench next to his bag. " Who else is coming?"

" Let's see, Dubey, Jaiswal, Riyan and uh, Sheryas." Hardik was a little hesitant when he said the final name.

" Yeah I know you guys had a thing but I'm not too sure where you guys are at, so if you don't want him to come, I could uninvite him."

Shubman just laughed and shook his head. " Nah, it's cool. Me and Iyer really didn't date. We just sorta hooked up occassionally. We're still cool."

" Oh that's great because Shreyas has this really hot friend that I've been dying to meet."

" But what about stadium girl and Kiara?" Shubman asked as he packed his towel.

" What about them?" Hardik looked lost for a second. " Shub dude, I told you. I'm not about that relationship life, besides haven't you been listening? I've only met Kiara last week Friday."

" And stadium girl?" Shubman smiled knowingly.

" Well I think I'll take her back to the crib tonight," Hardik knocked Shubman playfully with his elbow. " For some post game celebrations!" He laughed loudly. " You feel me bro?"

" You're terrible." Shubman chuckled and shook his head.

" Hey at least my dick is getting wet. When's the last time you got some?"

Before Shubman could open his mouth to speak, Hardik cut him off. " You took too long." Hardik shook his head sadly. " You're killing me bro. I weep for you. I weep for your dick." Hardik made a show of fake crying and walked off.

Shubman laughed to himself as he swung his bag over his shoulder. Hardik was always a trip.

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Shubman had just emerged from the shower, his skin still glistening with residual moisture as he toweled himself off with a large, plush towel. In the corner, Sara, his watchful feline companion, sat perched on her bed, observing his hurried movements with unblinking eyes.

"I'm running late, Sara. I’ve got twenty minutes to get to the stadium, or Hardik’s going to have my head."

He had just extracted a pair of black boxer briefs from the drawer when a loud, incessant knocking echoed through his apartment. "Who the hell is that?" Shubman muttered, yanking on the underwear with an irritated snap of the elastic around his waist. His long, wet black hair covered his eyes, the clock ticking down with no time left to dry it properly. The knocking persisted, each rap on the door more impatient than the last.

"Hold on, I'm coming," Shubman called out, striding through the living room towards the door, Sara trailing dutifully at her heels.

To his astonishment, he opened the door to find Ishan standing there, looking mildly flustered.