Drawn to trouble. ( Ishman FF)

Chapter 12

After finishing their ice creams, Shubman and Ishan decided to try out the rides. Their first choice was the bumper cars, where they laughed uncontrollably as they crashed into each other and other riders. Next up was the Ferris wheel. As they ascended, the view of the entire amusement park stretched out before them.

“Wow, the view is amazing,” Ishan said, pulling out his phone to capture the scenery.

“Let’s take a selfie, sir,” Shubman suggested, leaning in close.They snapped a few pictures, their faces glowing with excitement. Shubman couldn't help but notice how genuinely happy Ishan looked, his laughter contagious.

They continued to explore the park, hopping on different rides, from the roller coasters to the spinning teacups. By the time they’d tried almost everything, they were both exhausted and hungry.

As they walked toward the exit of the ride section, Shubman suggested, “Let’s get something proper to eat. There’s a nice restaurant nearby.”

Ishan hesitated for a moment but gave in, smiling. “Alright, lead the way.”

Shubman’s face lit up, and he quickly led Ishan to his bike. The ride to the restaurant was short, and they soon found themselves seated at a cozy table.

“This place looks nice,” Ishan commented, glancing around.

“Only the best for you, sir,” Shubman replied with a playful smirk.

Ishan shook his head, chuckling softly as they browsed the menu.
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s they enjoyed their meal, the sound of a familiar voice made Shubman freeze.

“Shubhi?”

His eyes widened as he turned around to see his mother and sister standing there, both with curious smiles plastered on their faces. Before he could say anything, they walked over to the table and took seats uninvited, glancing curiously between Shubman and Ishan.

Oh, hi Mom, Didi…” Shubman greeted awkwardly.

His mother raised an eyebrow and asked, “Who’s this? Is he your date?”

Ishan’s eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to correct her, but Shubman quickly gave him a subtle shake of his head, signaling him to stay quiet. Ishan hesitated, then awkwardly closed his mouth, his cheeks turning pink.

With a sheepish smile, Shubman nodded. “Uh, yeah… something like that.”

His sister smirked knowingly. “So you were going on a date. And here I thought you were just being dramatic this morning.”

Ishan’s face turned bright red, his eyes darting between Shubman and the two women, who now looked absolutely delighted.

“Well, I must say,” Shubman’s mother said, her smile growing wider, “you’ve got good taste, Shubhi. He’s very handsome.”

Shubman’s sister giggled. “And way out of your league.”

Shubman scowled at her but quickly returned to his charming demeanor. “I know, right? Lucky me.”

Ishan, flustered and unsure of how to respond, simply smiled awkwardly.

After a few more minutes of casual interrogation, “Alright, we’ll leave you two lovebirds alone. Enjoy your meal.” Shubman’s mother and sister finally decided to leave them alone, promising they’d talk more later.

As soon as they were gone, Ishan leaned in and whispered, “Shubman, what was that? Why didn’t you let me tell them the truth?”

Shubman sighed. “Because if Mom finds out you’re my teacher, she’ll lose her mind. Trust me, it’s better this way.”

Ishan gave him a skeptical look but nodded reluctantly. “You owe me an explanation later.”

Shubman grinned. “Anything for you, sir.”

The streets were quiet, bathed in the soft glow of streetlights as Shubman and Ishan rode back to Ishan's apartment. The hum of the bike and the cool night breeze filled the silence between them. Ishan, exhausted from the long day, slowly leaned forward, resting his cheek against Shubman’s back.

Shubman’s hands tightened on the handlebars, his heart skipping a beat.

Shubman, internally: Why did I have to wear a shirt today?

He smirked to himself, reveling in the closeness. The warmth of Ishan’s touch, even through the fabric, sent a rush of excitement through him.

Shubman, in a hushed voice, teased, "Sir, if you’re this tired, should I just take you straight to bed?"

Ishan, eyes still closed, murmured sleepily, "Hmm… just wake me when we’re there."

Shubman chuckled softly, enjoying the rare vulnerability of his usually composed teacher. He slowed down as they approached Ishan’s society, wishing the ride could last a little longer. 

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As Shubman walked into the classroom, Abhishek was already seated, leaning back in his chair with a smug expression.

“Yo, Shubhi!” Abhishek greeted, smirking. “How was your amusement park date with Ishan sir?”

Shubman rolled his eyes but couldn’t suppress a grin. “It wasn’t a date, you idiot. Just a… casual hangout.”

Abhishek raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, right. Casual, my foot. Come on, spill.”

Shubman leaned in and shared the highlights, including the unexpected encounter with his mother and sister. Abhishek burst out laughing.

“Wait, wait,” Abhishek said, trying to catch his breath. “Your mom thought Ishan sir was your date? That’s gold!”

Shubman chuckled. “Yeah, and I didn’t correct her. You should’ve seen Ishan sir’s face—totally flushed.”

Abhishek shook his head, amused. “Man, you’re living dangerously.”

Shubman leaned back and asked, “What about you? What did you do on Sunday?”

Abhishek hesitated, his face turning slightly pink. “Uh… I spent the day with Mayank.”

Shubman’s eyes lit up. “Really? You and Mayank, huh?” He smirked. “I knew it! You’re already simping for him.”

Abhishek groaned but laughed. “Oh, please. You’re the king of simps here. Don’t think I didn’t see how you were gawking at Ishan sir during the party.”

They both burst out laughing, their playful banter filling the classroom as they waited for class to begin.

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