The Atrocity Of LOVE

Chapter 1

Another Person POV

"I love you Ishan....."

Ishan just stood there awkwardly. He didn't expect him to be this straight forward. His eyes were full of hope while looking at Ishan.

"Shubman it's been a year.....how can you say this now only....."

"I'm sorry but I realise how much I love you.... please Ishan...."

Shubman tried to reach for him but Ishan pulled back. A glimpse of soft smile pass through his eyes. He can't retreat Shubman feelings not now...

"I can't...... it's too late...."

A tear roll through Shubman's eyes. Ishan couldn't hold himself and quickly wiped it with his warms hands. Shubman held them and leaned to his touch and said.

"You don't even love him.....Ishan...."

Ishan heart clenched. He knows that he never loved Rihaan but he care too much about him. Rihaan was there when he was surrounded in darkness. That boy gave his everything to him. He can't leave him.

Ishan pulled his hand away. Shubman flinched from the sudden coldness. Ishan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I don't but I know I'll be happy with him. He loves me too much Shubman......"

"So you'll break my heart to mend his......"

Shubman broke down into tears and walked away from there leaving Ishan there in agony. He sighed and sat down on the near bench. He opened his phone and there was the picture of Rihaan with their cats. It was his favorite picture. The boy was sleeping so soundly that Ishan couldn't help himself.
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He stared at the frame stood over the table. A wide smile appeared on his face but those tears eyes couldn't handle the pain. He wiped the dust from the frame and just stood to drag his feets to kitchen.

The frame was left there after all those memories now straining his heart. The memory where Ishan kissed his cheeks while they were in London. The place which was special for his boyfriend.

He busied himself in cooking. He didn't realize when the three hours passed away. He made Ishan's favorite biryani and everything that man loves to devour. A brownie was already kept aside to cools down.

He washed his hand and walked to the living room, when suddenly two arms wrapped around his waist.

"I smell something delicious......did you cook my favorite biryani....?"

Rihaan blushed and turned around to stare at Ishan's face. His gaze couldn't look away. Ishan might be three inches shorter than him but he always felt tiny in front of him.

"I thought to treat you...."

He said while moving himself away from Ishan's hold. Ishan nods his head and looked at Rihaan carefully.

"Is something bothering you....."

Ishan sat down in sofa while pulling Rihan on his lap. He shook his head rest his head on Ishan's shoulder.

"I love you Ishan...."

He said and kissed on his shoulder. Ishan smiled and wrapped his arms around his small waist.

"Hmm.... I'm hungry. Shall we eat...?"

Rihaan looked back at Ishan. It seems like he wanted to say something but the words stuck in his throat.

They ate in silent. Ishan was blabbering about the match he just played a weeks ago. Rihaan listened him silently. Ishan stopped in between and looked at his boyfriend who's too quiet today.