Another Person's POV
Ishan hands trembled. He put that necklace back into his pocket. Shubman was kept staring at him. It's been months but then why his heart still hurt.
"You're ignoring me again...."
Shubman whispered while tasting the food he made for Ishan. He still didn't heard what Shubman said and took a bite.
"It's too salty. You should stop cooking it's not for you...."
"But you always praise Rihaan cooking....even brag about how he Always made lunches for you...."
Shubman knew he said something brutal but he can't help. It's like Ishan not even letting him enter his heart. Ishan froze and looked at him.
"Shubman, you can't be him...? Just like he always knew. He can't become you...."
Shubman chuckled and kept eating even though it was salty. He finished it all. He stood up and he felt horrible. He opened the fridge and just ate the brownies to shrugg off the saltiness.
Ishan cleaned the dining table and decide to wash dishes. He saw the brownies on the counter. Shubman was eating them. He closed his eyes and walked towards Shubman. He slowly took one and ate it. His eyes teared up.
"I miss him Shubman...... It's not like I don't have feelings for you but my heart feel like it lack something..... I won't lie to you."
"I will wait Ishan...."
Shubman hugged Ishan and hides his face in Ishan's neck. Ishan wants to fall apart but he can't hurt Shubman just like he did to him.
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.Shayad....
Ishan shook his head and stare at him. The night is pretty cold. They're walking. He just listening him talking about a book which Ishan will never read but it's good distraction. He sighed and then looked at him.
"Then I read it again. I'm not lying I feel goosebumps. I hope that writer would continue the story again.... Ishan...?"
He turned to him when he realize Ishan was staring at him. Ishan raised one of his eyebrows. Rihaan felt shy under his gaze.
"Stop staring...."
"Why?"
"It's just..... I don't know it makes me shy...."
Ishan chuckled and soon it turned into giggles. Rihaan become more red and pout. How can he love such a clown...?
"Don't call me clown in your heart....!"
Ishan taunt. Rihaan glared at him and was going to walk away when Ishan pulled him from his wrist. Rihaan eyes got wide.
"People will notice Ishan.....what if they recognise you.... Stop behaving like kid...."
"Ohh....so you are worried about people...."
Rihaan sighed at Ishan's smirky face. He shook his head and said.
"I don't want people to think or make rumours about you.... You don't deserve that..."
Rihaan get away from his arms and put lil distance. Ishan pout. He can't even hold his boyfriend. He is annoyed.
"I don't care about world. If I want to hold you I will hold you...."
Ishan said and held his hand. Rihaan was flabbergasted. Ishan smiled widely and pecked his hands with a wink.
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The Atrocity Of LOVE
General FictionSometimes loves play a deadly game with us. Some people lose their love and some fight with their everything to conquer that love. love isn't bounded with one perception. Ishan is pushed to choose between his past or person holding is present. Will...