It was crisp afternoon when shubman pulled up outside Ishan's house in his sleek black SUV. As Ishan stepped out of the door , wearing a simple white t-shirt and ripped jeans , he couldn't help but smile at the sight of Shubman waiting for him , sunglasses perched coolly on his nose.The slight breeze ruffled Ishan's soft hair as he hopped into the car.
"Hi," Ishan greeted , sliding into the seat beside Shubman. Shubman tilted his head and smiled , removing his sunglasses. His dark eyes glinted as he took in Ishan's adorable face."Hi , sweetheart. You ready for surprise?"
Ishan blinked in surprise , looking at Shubman."Surprise? What are you planning this time?" he asked with a playful grin.
"You'll see," Shubman teased , starting the engine as they sped off toward his new apartment.
After a short drive , they reached Shubman's newly purchased apartment.The building stood tall , modern , and sleek with glass windows reflecting the sunlight.
As they entered the apartment , Ishan's eyes widened , taking in the gorgeous space.The living room had an open design, with elegant decor and floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a breathtaking view of the city.
"Wow , this place is beautiful," Ishan remarked , running his hand along the edge of the granite countertop in the kitchen.
Shubman leaned against the doorframe , watching Ishan with a soft smile." I brought it just a few days ago ," he said casually."And I wanted you to be the first person to see it ."
Ishan's heart skipped a beat at Shubman's words , and for a moment , he couldn't help but feel special."Really? The first?" he asked , his voice soft.
Shubman nodded , stepping closer to him."Of course. It wouldn't feel right until you stepped in here."
Ishan blushed slightly , feeling a little nervous. He reached for the glass of water Shubman offered him and took a long sip , trying to steady his nerves. As he drank , a single droplet of water trickled down his chin , stopping at his lips .Shubman's gaze locked onto that droplet, his throat bobbing as he swallowed hard , trying to control the surge of desire building up within him.
"Did you eat anything yet?" Ishan asked , unaware of the way Shubman's eyes darkened with lust.
Before Shubman could respond , his stomach growled loudly , making both of them laugh."I was... too excited to pick you up , I forgot ," Shubman admitted with a sheepish grin.
Ishan chuckled."You're such an idiot , Shubh. Let me make something for us. "
"You? Cook? " Shubman raised an eyebrow teasingly. " Should I be worried ?"
"Shut up ," Ishan rolled his eyes. "I 'll make chocolate pudding and aloo ke parathe."
"That's a weird combination ," Shubman said , leaning back against the counter as Ishan busied himself in the kitchen.
"It's not weird !" Ishan defended , chopping the potatoes skillfully."I love something sweet after my meal ."
Shubman stood there , watching Ishan move around with ease in his kitchen , his heart swelling with warmth. In his mind , everything in this apartment was his - this space , this kitchen . and most importantly Ishan .He couldn't help but think about how perfect it would be to wake up to Ishan like this every day , to see him cooking for him , smiling at him , just like this .
As Ishan was frying parathas , a spoon slipped out of his hand and clattered onto the floor. Without thinking , Ishan bent down to pick it up , and in that moment , Shubman's breath caught in his throat. The sight of Ishan's lean figure bent over , his hips perfectly outlined by his jeans , was almost too much for Shubman.His mouth went dry , and he felt a surge of heat rising within him , making him shift uncomfortably .
Ishan stood back up , completely unaware of the effect he was having on Shubman. " Here , it's almost ready , " Ishan said , plating the food .
They both sat down at the dinning table , and Ishan eagerly waited for Shubman to take his first bite. Shubman , feeling the weight of Ishan's expectant gaze , took a bite of the paratha and immediately smiled. " Umm...baby, its so yummy," he said , his eyes twinkling.
Ishan beamed with pride ," Told you I'm great cook ,"
As they finished the parathas , Ishan dug into the chocolate pudding. While eating , some chocolate smudged onto his lips. Shubman noticed it immediately and signed for Ishan to clean it. Ishan wiped at his face but only ended up spreading it more , looking adorably confused.
Shubman couldn't resist anymore. With a groan , he stood up and crossed over to Ishan , lifting him effortlessly into his arms. "Shubh! What are you doing?!" Ishan exclaimed , half-laughing , half-protesting as Shubman sat down with Ishan on his lap.
"Shh..." Shubman whispered , his eyes dark with desire."You've got chocolate...here" he said softly brushing his thumb against Ishan's lips.
And then , without any warning , Shubman leaned in and kissed him , his lips moving against Ishan's soft and warm ones. The kiss started off slow and sweet , but Shubman wanted more .He pinched Ishan's waist lightly , making him gasp , and took the opportunity to deepen the kiss , his tongue slipping into Ishan's mouth.
Ishan felt his whole body go weak as Shubman devoured his lips ,the kiss growing hotter , more intense. His hands gripped Shubman's shoulder's as their lips moved in sync , and Shubman's hand roamed down to Ishan's waist , pulling him closer , making Ishan sit flush against his lap. Shubman groaned lowly as he felt the friction , his desire building .
Finally , needing air , Ishan patted Shubman's chest but Shubman was relentless , refusing to stop until Ishan was breathless. "Shub , please..." Ishan panted his lips swollen and red.
Shubman pulled back , smirking , "Sorry , couldn't help myself. You're too delicious."
Ishan blushed furiously , turning his face away."You're impossible , Shubh."
Shubman chuckled , pressing a kiss to Ishan's forehead."And you love it ."
Just as things were getting heated again , Shubman was busy devouring Ishan neck leaving dark marks his phone buzzed. He ignored it at first , too lost in Ishan's presence. But the phone kept ringing.
"Shub , pick it up.It might be important ," Ishan murmured, trying to get up from Shubman's lap , but Shubman held him firmly in place , his lips still trailing down Ishan's neck .
Groaning in annoyance , Shubman finally answered the call , his voice thick with frustration,"What?"
"Hello , Shubman , meeting hai. You know how angry our panda gets when we're late ." It was Siraj's voice on the other end.
Shubman groaned into Ishan's neck before saying ,"Okay , Okay , I'll be there."
When the call ended , Ishan giggled at Shubman's frustration."Look like duty calls , Mr . Cricketer."
Shubman sighed dramatically."Yeah , yeah....But don't think you're getting away from me that easily ," he teased , kissing Ishan one last time on lips and forehead."I have to go to a meeting , but let me drop you at your set first.
As they drove to Ishan's shooting location , the air between them was warm and comfortable. Shubman kept stealing glances at Ishan , his heart full.
When they arrived , Shubman leaned over and kissed Ishan's cheek softly."I'll see you later . baby."
Ishan smiled , feeling giddy."Thanks for today , Shubh. See you later ."
Later that evening , at the cricket team meeting, Shubman walked in , still looked irritated. Siraj noticed his expression and laughed ,"Did I interrupt something with Ishan earlier ?"
The whole team burst into laughter , and Shubman just glared at them , clearly still annoyed."Shut up , all of you."
As the laughter died down , Rohit stepped in , and the meeting began. With a big match against Pakistan in Mumbai just two days away , the air turned serious as strategies were discussed. But even then Shubman's mind kept drifting back to Ishan , his lips , and the promise of many more moments like the one they just shared.
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