THEM 'Ishman'

Chaos, Cuddles, and Confessions

It was another Friday night at the shared flat, and everyone had gathered for what they called "The Ultimate Game Night."

Ishan and Shubman were joined by Mayank, Tilak, Abhishek, Hardik, and, of course, the infamous duo, Virat and Rahul.

The snacks were all over the table—pizza boxes, chips, popcorn, and an unreasonable amount of soda bottles stacked up like bowling pins.

But tonight wasn't just about games. It was the perfect chance for everyone to tease Shubman relentlessly, knowing full well he'd be busy sneaking glances at Ishan.

Shubman, completely whipped, had a tendency to melt under Ishan's teasing grin, and everyone in the room had caught onto it.

"So, who's ready to lose spectacularly tonight?" Virat said, plopping down on the couch.

Ishan, seated comfortably between Shubman and Abhishek, rolled his eyes. "Bold words coming from someone who couldn't even win 'Guess the Celebrity' last time."

The group laughed, and Shubman leaned over to Ishan, a smile creeping up on his face. "You planning to show them how it's done, Ishu?"

"Obviously! Unless you're planning to distract me with your sad attempts at flirting." Ishan said with a playful smirk, nudging Shubman's shoulder.

"Oooh!" Abhishek and Hardik chorused, leaning forward as if witnessing some dramatic soap opera.

Rahul nudged Tilak. "I bet Shubman's too whipped to even try distracting him."

Shubman cleared his throat, cheeks turning a faint shade of pink. "I'm not that whipped."

Ishan raised an eyebrow, eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oh, really?"

Virat, never one to miss a chance to stir things up, threw an arm around Shubman's shoulders. "Don't kid yourself, Gill. Everyone in this room knows you're whipped. Just last week, you spent an hour figuring out which coffee shop to take him to. And let's not forget that time you made him a Spotify playlist."

Ishan's eyes sparkled with glee. "Oh, that playlist? You mean the one titled 'Ish-Mazing'? The one with all my favorite songs?"

Tilak practically fell over laughing. "Gill, my man, you've got it bad!"

Shubman rubbed the back of his neck, trying to play it cool. "It was just a playlist..."

"Just a playlist? You put 'Can't Help Falling in Love' on there! Classic move, lover Gill." Mayank cackled.

Ishan laughed, resting his head on Shubman's shoulder for effect, clearly enjoying how flustered he was making him. "Should we play a game, or are we here just to tease Shubman?"

Tilak leaned back, grinning mischievously. "We can do both. How about Truth or Dare with a twist?"

Ishan perked up, glancing around the room. "What twist?"

Mayank rubbed his hands together, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Whoever picks 'dare' has to do whatever the room decides, and it'll be a team decision."

"More chaos—yes!" Abhishek cheered, already leaning forward.

With everyone in agreement, the game began, and it didn't take long for things to get out of hand.

Hardik was the first victim, dared to stand on the balcony and declare his love for "samosas" to the entire street below. He took it like a champ, belting out his love for the snack in a heartfelt monologue.

Then came Rahul's turn, and the room decided he'd have to serenade a potted plant like it was his lost love.

Shubman recorded the whole thing, barely holding back his laughter as Rahul poured his heart out to a tiny fern.