Drawn to trouble. ( Ishman FF)

Chapter 21

As they roamed around the art museum, Ishan led the way, his eyes sparkling as he explained each painting and sculpture with genuine enthusiasm. His voice was animated, filled with passion for the art, and he didn’t even notice that Shubman wasn’t paying full attention.

Shubman, instead of focusing on the artwork, was completely captivated by Ishan. The way Ishan’s expressions changed with each explanation, his excitement spilling over—it was mesmerizing. Shubman couldn’t help but admire how happy and radiant Ishan looked, his pretty face glowing under the soft lights of the museum.

Eventually, they reached the last exhibit, and Ishan turned to Shubman with a small, shy smile. “We’ve seen everything,” he said, noticing Shubman’s intense gaze. His cheeks flushed slightly, realizing how intently Shubman had been looking at him. “Maybe we should head out now?”

Shubman snapped out of his trance, blinking a few times. “Oh… wait, we’re done already?” He looked around, realizing they had toured the entire museum. A sheepish smile spread across his face. “Guess I was a bit… distracted.”

Ishan chuckled softly, his blush deepening. “Clearly,” he teased, leading the way toward the exit. Shubman followed, unable to resist throwing a quick wink Ishan’s way, making Ishan even more flustered. The museum visit had been memorable, but Shubman was already thinking about how to make the rest of the day even better.

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Shubman had planned a surprise lunch date and was visibly excited as he led Ishan to one of the most well-known restaurants in the city. Ishan’s eyes widened in amazement as they approached the grand entrance.

"This place is stunning," Ishan murmured, looking around at the luxurious decor and bustling ambiance.

Shubman smirked, pleased with Ishan's reaction. "Wait till you see the best part," he teased, gently placing a hand on Ishan's back to guide him inside.

As they stepped in, Ishan assumed they would head to one of the tables on the ground floor, many of which were unoccupied. Instead, Shubman steered them toward the elevator.

"Why are we taking the elevator?" Ishan asked, slightly confused, glancing back at the elegant tables.

Shubman chuckled but didn’t answer. "You’ll see," he replied cryptically, pressing the button for the rooftop.

As the elevator doors dinged open, Shubman gently placed his hands over Ishan's eyes, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "No peeking, sir," he teased, guiding Ishan out of the elevator.

"Shubman, what are you up to?" Ishan asked nervously, a mix of curiosity and excitement bubbling inside him.

"Patience, Ishan sir," Shubman replied, his tone playful yet soft. He carefully led Ishan a few steps forward before stopping. "Alright, are you ready?"

Ishan nodded, his heart racing.

Slowly, Shubman removed his hands from Ishan’s eyes, revealing the breathtaking view of the rooftop. Ishan's jaw dropped as he took in the sight before him. The rooftop was transformed into a private paradise. Fairy lights and lanterns adorned the space, glowing softly against the clear blue sky. A beautifully set table for two sat at the center, surrounded by greenery and flowers, creating an enchanting atmosphere.

Ishan took a step forward, his eyes wide with amazement. "Shubman… this is incredible! Did you do all this?"

Shubman shrugged nonchalantly, though his smirk gave away his pride. "I just wanted to make it special for you. You like it?"