Ishan woke up one day in hospital only to know he have lost 6 years of memories because of his accident.
He meet his older brother Rohit bhai but didn't see his Virat bhai, He meet his other older brother Hardik bhai with Rahul who he don't remembe...
Ishan was propped up on his elbow, his lips curled into a mischievous grin as he watched Shubman sleep beside him.
The peaceful look on Shubman’s face was almost too perfect.
But Ishan knew—oh, he knew—what was about to happen. Slowly, Shubman’s eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the morning light.
He smiled warmly at Ishan, still half-asleep, but then… he noticed that smirk.
In a split second, everything from last night rushed back into his mind, and he shot upright like a bolt, nearly knocking over a pillow in the process.
Last night
Ishan had just put Ayansh to bed and went to the bathroom to change into something comfortable.
Shubman, exhausted from the day, figured he'd freshen up too. Without thinking, he walked straight to the bathroom and swung the door open, not expecting anyone to be there.
But there was Ishan, mid-change, gasping in surprise, caught with nothing but a loose nightshirt barely covering his thighs.
His face flushed red immediately, but Shubman? His brain seemed to misfire.
Instead of backing out or apologizing, Shubman just stood there, his eyes trailing down to Ishan’s exposed legs. He gulped, his thoughts racing back to when their intimacy was so frequent they couldn't keep their hands off each other.
It had been almost a year since then, but in that moment, something snapped.
Shubman stepped forward, his heart racing.
Ishan opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, Shubman kissed him—firm, desperate, like he’d been holding back for too long. Ishan’s eyes widened in surprise at first, but soon, he was kissing him back just as eagerly. His arms wrapped around Shubman’s neck as if on instinct.
Without breaking the kiss, Shubman lifted Ishan, making him wrap his legs around his waist.
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He carried Ishan out of the bathroom, their lips never parting, and laid him down gently on the bed. For the rest of the night, the two of them rediscovered the fire they had forgotten.
Present morning…
Shubman gulped hard, the memory of last night making his face heat up. He peeked over at Ishan, who was still smirking, clearly enjoying every second of Shubman’s discomfort.
“Uh… I think I, um… need to shower,” Shubman stammered, his voice an octave higher than usual.
Before Ishan could say anything, Shubman bolted out of bed like a man fleeing the scene of a crime.
He practically dove into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
From inside, Shubman leaned against the door, groaning and burying his face in his hands.
