𐙚Ishman Melodies

How Home Feels Like🍂[2/2]

Part 2😋

Shubman : Better... thoda better

Ishan kissed the top of Shubman's head lightly.

Ishan : Dekha Main bola tha na, main hoon tere saath. Tension mat le.

Shubman shifted slightly, trying to get more comfortable.

Shubman : Ishu... mujhe lagta hai... mujhe bas tu hi sambhal sakta hai.

Ishan smiles.

Shubman smiled back but soon winced as another wave of discomfort hit him.

Ishan immediately tightened his hold, rubbing Shubman's back and arms to soothe him.

Ishan : Bas, bas... dard jaane do, Shubi. Saans le, araam se

Ishan : Kal practice ka stress mat lena, okay? Abhi sirf rest. Samjha?

Shubman : Hmm... samjha. Bas tu yahin rehna, Ishu

After sometime later, shubman was feeling more bad.

Ishan held Shubman tightly against his chest as he sobbed weakly, his body shuddering with every breath.

He whispered softly, brushing his thumb across Shubman's damp cheek.

Ishan : Shhh, Shubi. Main hoon yahan. Sab thik ho jayega, main promise karta hoon

Shubman : Ishu... kuch mat jaa...

Main kahin nahi jaa raha, Ishan Tujhe aise kaise chhod dunga, Shubi, Tu bas rest kar.

He carefully adjusted the electric heat pad around Shubman's abdomen, ensuring it wasn't too tight, and then leaned back against the headboard, pulling Shubman to rest on him. Shubman's head lolled weakly onto Ishan's chest, his warm breath fanning against Ishan's shirt.

Shubman : Ishu... mujhe lagta hai... main bas... aur nahi seh paunga.

Ishan : Arre, aise mat bol, Shubi. Tu itna strong hai. Yeh sirf thodi der ka pain hai. Kal tak tu better feel karega, main tujhe guarantee deta hoon.

Shubman whimpered, his fingers clutching weakly at Ishan's shirt.

Shubman : Bohot ajeeb lag raha hai, Ishu... kuch bhi theek nahi ho raha.

Ishan hugged him tighter, rubbing his back gently.

Ishan : Main hoon na, Shubi. Yeh sab normal hai jab bukhar zyada ho jata hai. Tujhe sirf aaram chahiye, aur main woh ensure karunga. Okay?

A soft hum was all the response Ishan got. He kissed Shubman's temple again.

He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing the wet cloth he'd prepared earlier, and gently dabbed it across

Shubman's face to cool him down. Shubman flinched slightly but relaxed at the soothing sensation.

Shubman : Ishu... thoda paani chahiye

Ishan : Haan, abhi laata hoon

Ishan said. He grabbed the glass of warm water and gently brought it to Shubman's lips.

Shubman obeyed, taking small sips before turning his face away.

Shubman : Bas... zyada aur nhi.

Ishan : Bas, bas. Aur nahi dena

setting the glass aside. He wiped Shubman's lips gently before wrapping his arms around him again.

Ishan : Ab better feel ho raha hai?

Ishan asked softly, pressing his chin lightly to Shubman's crown.

Shubman : Thoda... par dard abhi bhi hai.