Hashtag ishdik is real

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3rd man pov

Night crept in. The atmosphere in the room is cool as the windows are open and the pair is sleeping peacefully on the bed. One of the phone's screen lights up.

One of them gets up and looks at the phone.
Slowly walks to the balcony and makes a call.

"Hey, are you guys here ?" This side's man said

"Yeah we just arrived, got the rooms right beside yours" the other side said.

"Very good, let's meet up tomorrow afternoon. We'll discuss strategies." This man said.

"Okay" and they hung up.

Ishan's pov:

Ishan gets up to use the bathroom, saw hardik sleeping peacefully, he looks so at him with care and slowly makes his way to the bathroom not to disturb hardik's sleep.

When the morning came it was the same as the last morning. Hardik is nowhere to be seen.

So it's the perfect time for Ishan to read his way through the book. Hardik won't be back for an hour or something.

"Kak moya?" I quickly googled it.
Awe hardik is so sweet , and romantic. And the real hardik is so flirty for no good reason.

This stupid ishan is still calling hardik bhai,
Sometimes I don't wanna call bhai either. But it won't make sense if I stop calling him bhai ya bhaiya.
Nevermind that.

Ishan gave his first kiss to hardik🤭🤭so sweet. But Hardik is married tho. Was married.

Date with hardik ... Ishan is one lucky man. The fictional ishan.

These two are so much in love I feel loveless , I need somebody to love.

(As hardik didn't interrupt, and ishan kept flying through chapters, some kinda unsettling urge to see hardik started building up in ishan, tho this was a trip for both and they're supposed to be together all the time, the had become a pron for Ishan. Ishan was angry. A lil bit. Yes he's getting the alone reading time and all but he wants hardik to be beside him , if he bought ishan for the vacation)

'being someone's home. What must that feel like' i wish someone would love me till they find home in me and be my home as well.

Shubman feels like home at times. Whenever I am sad depressed or going through any problem he has been beside me. We Played for so long. U-19 and the. For the ICT. I am so blessed to have him. I haven't met him in so long. Wish I could meet him. I'll definately visit him before returning home.

As more time went by and after 2-3 texts to hardik, and hardik not responding. I got up, freshened and made my way to the gym. I was tired of waiting, my insides are burning up, how can someone leave without informing and not even responding to the texts.

But when I reach the gym I see some people working out but no hardik in sight. I asked the training, but he said, no such man as I described has visited the gym this morning.

Damn it. Where the heck has he gone to.

My phone started ringing.
I see it's from hardik.

"Hello." Hardik said as I put the phone on my ear.

"Hello? Where the hell have you been all morning?"I ask

"I am in our room! Where are you?" He said

"Why are you in the room?" I ask