Shubman was working on his laptop, he left the office early , so he had to verify some progress reports here for the next day. He didn't notice that the little boy beside him had woken up. Ivan stretched his small arms and legs, yawned, and looked around for his Ishan . Instead, he saw his father sitting beside him. After a peaceful afternoon nap, Ivan wanted more comfort and hugged his Mumma for a little longer. But he wasn't there. He felt intimidated by his absence, and his big eyes welled up with tears. He started sobbing."Mumma, where are you?"
Shubman's attention was caught by his son's sobbing.
"Oh, hero, you woke up already. Why are you crying all of a sudden?"
Ivan was disappointed by his father's insensitive question and pushed Shubman's knee with his tiny hand.
"I want Mumma." He cried.
Shubman didn't understand why his son was suddenly unhappy after noticing his presence. He pinched Ivan's cheek.
"Mumma is in the kitchen. Now get up, and I'll wash your face."
Ivan threw his limbs and rebelled. Shubman had enough.
"Little brat, why are you so disappointed with your Papa? After getting your Mumma, you don't acknowledge me at all."
Ishan entered the room with a tray in his hand, having brought tea for them to drink in the bedroom since Shubman was working. He heard Ivan's crying and rushed there.
"Shubman, what happened to him? Why is he crying like this?"
He placed the tray on the bedside table, got into bed, and carried Ivan in his arms, wiping his tears.
"Shh, baby, don't cry. Where are you feeling uncomfortable? Tell me."
Shubman snorted.
"Nothing happened to him. He's just being moody. Don't bother."
Ishan looked at Shubman in disbelief.
"Hey, don't say that. Your son is crying here."
Ivan's crying subsided, and he put his head on Ishan's shoulder, his eyes feeling itchy after crying. He rubbed his eyes with his tiny fist.
Ivan's forehead was touching Ishan's neck, which felt hot and damp. Ishan checked his neck and realized the little boy was sweating. He had fallen asleep and forgotten to turn on the air conditioner.
"Ivan, you're sweating."
Ishan looked at his husband.
"Shubman, can you give him a shower? He'll fall ill if we don't get him a bath."
Shubman clicked his tongue, put down the laptop, and said,
"Ishan, I have some work to do."
Ishan pleaded, "Please, Shubman, it'll take only 15 minutes to get him a bath. Mayank called me sometime ago. He and Abhi are coming here for dinner. I have to cook. Please help me."
Shubman sighed, took Ivan from Ishan, and said,
"Why are they coming here suddenly for dinner? Tell them to go to a restaurant."
Ishan glared at Shubman.
"Okay, okay, I'm going. Don't need to be angry."
Ivan was always very obidient when Ishan used to give him bath but it was the first time his Papa was going to bath him . He went in a mischievous mood .
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A Love So True
FanfictionShubman 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.