Ishman Melodies

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Shubman and Ishan had been living together for a while, and their relationship was going strong.
However, one day, Ishan woke up feeling under the weather. He had caught a cold, but it wasn't too serious. However, Shubman, being the worrywart, he was taking care ishan, worried as well.

.......

Shubman walked into the room and saw Ishan wrapped up in a blanket,
looking miserable. He walk near the bed and sat down next to him, placing a hand on his forehead.

"Kaisa lag raha hai?" 

Ishan looked up at Shubman, with big duo eyes was  watery and his nose stuffy. He tried to speak, but his voice was hoarse.

"aacha lag raha hai," he said softly, his words punctuated by sneezes.

Shubman shook his head,  He reached out and removed some hair off Ishan's forehead gently.

"Tujhe thand toh lagni hi tha,"

he said, a hint of lecturing in his tone.

"I told you to wear a jacket when you went out yesterday. And now look at you, all sick and miserable."

Ishan pouted, looking like a scolded child. He tried to protest.

"I forgot, okay, And I didn't even stay out that long.. "

*Shubman huffed but softened at the sight of Ishan's pout. He couldn't stay mad for long. He knew how forgetful the younger boy could be, always jumping from one thing to another.*

"You should know better by now," he said, his tone stern but affectionate.

"You have to take better care of yourself. Especially in this weather."

*Ishan looked away,Ishan'sg slightly. He knew ShubmanIshan'ssht, but he hated being lectured.*

"whatever ,"
he muttered, burying himself deeper under the blankets.

"Just let me rest."

*Shubman couldn't help but smile at Ishan's petulant attIshan's
He knew it was juShubman'sy of handling bIshan'ss and lectured at the same time.

"You need reShubman'sou also need medicine,"
heShubman'stting up from the bed.

"I'll go get you some medicine and something warm to drink. You stay here and don't move."

True to expectation, Ishan grimaced at the mention of medicine.
He hated the taste and the feeling of being sick.

"But I don't want to take medicine, It's too bitter," *he whined.

Shubman raised an eyebrow, completely used to Ishan's antics. He crossed his arms and gave him a stern look.

"Don't even start with that. You're sick, and you need medicine to get better. No arguments"

Ishan groaned, throwing a dramatic hand over his forehead.

"But I don't want to taste that disgusting stuff. Can't you give me something sweet instead"

Ishan looked up at Shubman with big, pleading eyes and a pout on his face.
It was his usual technique when he wanted something, and he knew very well that it worked on Shubman most of the time.

"Pleaseee Can't you give me something sweet instead of that medicine, I promise I'll be a good boy and rest well."

Shubman looked at Ishan, trying to keep a firm expression. But Ishan's puppy eyes and pout was just too hard to resist.
He sighed, knowing he was going to give up.

"You're unbelievable,"

he said, shaking his head.
"But fine. I'll get you something sweet after you take your medicine. Fair enough"

*Ishan's face brightened at the promise of a treat. He huffed a bit but then stuck out his tongue.

"Okay, I'll take it. But only because I want the sweet thing. And because you promised."

Shubman smiled, relieved that he convinced Ishan to take the medicine. He handed him the medicine and a glass of water.

"Good. Drink it all, alright, And don't try to spit it out, I'm watching you."

Ishan made a face but obediently took the medicine, grimacing at the bitter taste. He gulped down the water after, trying to get the taste out of his mouth.

"Ugh, it's so gross. You owe me the sweetest thing you can find for making me drink that."

Ishan grimaced after taking the medicine, the bitter taste still lingering in his mouth. He looked up at Shubman, pouting.

"Yaar, yeh toh bahut hi kadak tha. Ab mujhe muchh  meetha do na."

Shubman chuckled at Ishan's whiny tone.
Even when he was being a brat, he was still too cute for his own good.

"Tujhe sab sweet hi chahiye,"
he said, rolling his eyes. He patted Ishan's head affectionately.

Ishan huffed but nodded reluctantly.
He knew that arguing with Shubman would just lead to a lecture, and his head already ached enough.

"Fine, I'll rest. But don't forget my treat, okay Mujhe kuch metha khana  hai."

Shubman chuckled again. He had no intention of breaking his promise, especially not after seeing Ishan pout like that.

" aacha achha abhi chalo rest karo."

Ishan sighed and leaned back on the pillows, feeling the exhaustion from his cold starting to set in again.
He rubbed his eyes lazily.

"thikk hai.. Per tum mere sath yaha raho pleaseeee"

Ishan settled back under the blankets, still pouting a bit but at least settled for the time being. He looked up at Shubman with big, hopeful eyes.

Shubman chuckled at his behave, and sit beside ishan, pulling him into his lap.

Ishan let out a gasp as he was suddenly pulled into Shubman's lap. But he didn't protest,
secretly enjoying being wrapped up in Shubman's warmth.

He snuggled into Shubman's chest, burying his face in the crook of his neck.

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