Ishan came home early because Mr Gill called him saying Ivan will come at Nehal's place in the evening. Ishan was baking some muffins for Ivan. His son loves Vanilla muffins , Ishan set the temperature on the oven .
" Ivan will love this ."
He smiled while wiping his hands on his apron. He had to wear a pink panda apron , it was Mayank's. Ishan cringed at this , Nehal's apron was too big for him . He didn't want to spoil his white tshirt with muffin batter. He wanted to check if Dad came or not , when he turned toward the kitchen exit , he flinched with surprise.
Shubman was standing at the kitchen exit with Ivan who was in his arms. Ivan laughed with his head throwing backward." AhhhaHahahah , Mumma got scared."
When Shubman entered inside Nehal's house , he heard someone humming a melody . The voice was very known to him . He told Ivan not to make any sound , they were gonna surprise his Mumma . Ivan thought that Papa is playing some games. He tightened his lips to suppress his laugh and gave Shubman a mischievous look .
Ishan was doing something in kitchen. Shubman watched him silently , Ishan was wearing a pink apron , the kitchen light reflected on his apron , casted a pink hue on Ishan's face . His slightly long hairs were kept in a place with a hairband , some loose hairs still was fallen on his forehead , made his feature look gentle and of course beautiful. The pink apron was tied tightly around his waist . Ishan's waist was comparatively thin , creating a beautiful curve with his perky back *ahem ahem you pervert*. The thin waist made him want to wrap his hands around it and pinched there hard. Ishan had a habit , he frequently wet his lips with his tongue , he did it again , the wetness on his pink lips made it look like a cherry, juicy one. Shubman gulped . His daze got interrupted when Ishan looked at them and Ivan laughed loudly.
Ishan put his hand on his chest and rubbed it .
" You scared me."
Shubman cleared his throat as his little brother (you know what I mean ) already started to disturb him.
" It's.... Actually Ivan was missing you so I bought him here."
Shubman said in a low voice.
Ishan walked towards them. He was smiling at Ivan , his eyes became like a crescent moon .
Shubman heart thumped a little loud.
Ishan took Ivan from Shubman's arm , but weight of Ivan made the apron pull downward, the strap around his neck pulled hard , Ishan winced." Ahh.."
Shubman caught Ivan to lessen the weight.
" Be careful."
He said.Ishan smiled slightly then raised his head and called Mayank .
" Mayuu , come here na ?"
" Whaaat?"
Mayank came there lazily. He had a pink hairband on his head to keep his hairs out of his forehead because he put on a face mask.
Ivan found it funny and giggled." Hahaha .. Uncle Mayu , you are looking funny."
Mayank pouted at him .
" Uncle becomes sad. I put a mask because I want to look beautiful. Ivan called me funny."
Ishan gave Ivan to Mayank . Ivan closely inspected the face mask , about to poked it with his finger. Ishan stopped him.
" Ivan , don't touch it. Be good."
Ivan gave a cheeky smile and turned to look at Mayank.
" Uncle Mayu is already pretty."
Ishan and Mayank laughed at his cute compliment. Mayank looked at Shubman , his mind was still lingering on their conversation.
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A Love So True
FanficShubman Gill , a 32-year-old single father , who is a CEO of a multinational company. Ishan Kishan , a 22-year-old graduate works in Shubman's company. Once Ishan met Shubman's son Ivan . Since then Ivan got attached to Ishan.