a k-kiss?

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"don't get too close, i'll turn you into a poetry"

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Ishan's breath got heavy at the confession that shubman made. His eyes got closed by itself, cheeks burning red.

"p-prince..." ishan said opening his eyes and shubman smiled at him. "so ishan are you willing to give yourself to me?" shubman asked bringing himself more closer to ishan.

"prince..." ishan said , being too caught up in the situation. Shubman understood ishan's hesitation so he pulled himself back and dragged ishan inside his room.

He took his clothes from his expensive brand wardrobe and took out a expensive pair of kurts , at least not white. "you can change it here, i'll go outside" shubman said and ishan nodded shyly. Shubman made his way out of the room, closing it as well.

"fuck you shubman, fuck you why you needed to hurry things this soon, you could've give him some time! He must be thinking of you as some pervert" shubman mumbled to himself and leaned back onto the wall

"exactly!" shubman got suprised at the high pitched voice and was completely done when he saw his sister coming out of nowhere

"what the hell shahneel! You were watching me and him all this time" shubman said being done he totally believed his sister could definitely do this while shahneel just smiled mockingly.

"well, well, well mister gill got a lover! And the way you confessed you love oh my god! Shubman have you been watching Bollywood lately?" shahneel said in one breath making shubman scoff.

"you—" before the sibling duo could fight more there was a door opening sound indicating that baby kishan was done changing his clothes and was getting out of the room.

Shubman pushed shahneel somewhere in the hall, wanting his lover not to see the extroverted sister and smiled when he saw ishan getting out.

"are you done?" shubman said, litreally drooling over ishan wearing such oversized kurta of his! It was such a great feeling watching your lover wearing you own clothes, ishan was looking like a fluffy ball. Shubman just wanted to tight pack ishan in one of a suitcase of his!

Ishan was blushing watching the prince litreally adoring him. "no, but are you done checking him out?" a voice, out of nowhere definitely of his dear sister , shahneel yelled and shubman pushed shahneel back to the next hall.

Ishan frowned but later shrugged.
"t-thankyou prince, for dropping me home t-that day and also for giving me your kurta" ishan said looking down.
Shubman adoringly heard whatever his lover said with a sweet smile on his lips.

"do you think, a prince would be happy just with a thankyou, ishan?" shubman said with a sinful idea inside his head. "oh t-then what can I do more , p-prince.." ishan said frowning, what would a prince want from him?

"the question is are you willing to do whatever I say?" shubman said , leaning close to ishan, ishan was stuck between shubman and door, ishan's eyes blinked rapidly, cheeks turning baby pink .

"i-i uh..." ishan wanted to know how should he response to this heartful assualt by shubman "w-what c-can i-i do for you, p-prince?" ishan asked as his hands gripped onto the doorlock tight, being this close to the prince was just a sweet dream

Shubman smiled and leaned closer to the little boy underneath him "A kiss" ishan felt his breath stuck, he probably heard that wrong, right? RIGHT?

"a-a w-what , prince..?" ishan asked his heartbeat constantly racing faster his cheeks were burning pink, "your prince needs a kiss, ishan.." shubman teasingly said , but he was determined to get one kiss while ishan felt his soul leaving his body.

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