Ishman | one shots♡| Top Shubman💙| BOOK 1

🔞34. (P4) Poisoned n̶o̶t̶ to be yours

*third person's POV*

C'mon, we'll have breakfast together... and I've got everything of your liking. Do you want to see?"
"Yes! Did you get me a new stuffie?"
"So many! This whole suitcase is filled with gifts for you, my son" 

Ishan smiled and started to unpack everything. More than 10 stuffies, so many clothes, bracelets, souvenirs, and a lot more. 
"Papa I love these! Thank you soooo much!" 
"I'm so glad you do, mera Baccha, come here!" 

Ishan sat in his lap throughout and was being fed by both his parents. 
"How's college going?"
"Goof" Ishan managed to say with a stuffed mouth.
"I know my son always makes me proud. I'm so so happy. We love you so much, you know that? Regardless of anything"
"I love you too!"
He gulped his food and gave the both a kiss on their cheeks. 

Afterwards, he was spending some time with them in their room, being pampered with their love and kisses. His mother was caressing his hair and he was holding his father's hand for more comfort.

"So... how about things other than college?"
"Hm?"
"Anyone caught your interest yet?"
Ishan smiled and blushed, nodding. Both his mother and father asked him together 
"Really? What's his name?"
"He's... Shubman. Shubman Gill... and he's really handsome... So perfect."
"have you guys said anything yet?"
"It's... complicated"
"Well, then call him to meet us"

Then it hit him suddenly. Meet. He was supposed to fucking fix things! 
He looked at his parents worriedly and quickly got up. 

"Ishu?!"
"Ma! Dada I- I completely forgot I- I called him! I asked him to talk! How could I be this dumb! I have to go to the college!"
"Baby at least change your clothes?"
"No- No it doesn't matter! I- I can't be late"

Ishan was in one of his onesies. It was a blue unicorn onesie and it looked cute on him, making him look like a complete Baby. he rushed towards the car and his parents followed him. 
"Let us come too, Baby"
"I- No- what if- what if he isn't comfortable? I- no no no... I'm so sorry, Dada... I'll- I'll be back home soon with him"
"Promise son?"
"Promise"
"And if he harms you?"
"He won't... not this time, I hope" He muttered the last part under his breath and ran to his car, which he rushed to the office. 

......

Even Abhishek had went home. He told that Mayank had went along to take care of him. Half the college had gone and Shubman started to lose hope. Every time someone would get up and leave from the library, they'd take away a bit of his hope and heart. And slowly and slowly, he was the only one left. 

He accepted it. He was just being stood up... All because of karma. His dumb actions where he hurt Ishan. He clutched the toy closer to his chest, trying to stop his tears but couldn't. 
Ishan wasn't going to magically appear now. College was almost over. Everything was almost done. It was just... a game. A game that all the rich people always play in the end. 

...

Ishan had just reached the college and he ran towards the library. His own eyes had tears and he was still wondering if Shubman had waited this long. He hopes he has. And he knows he'll apologise for the long wait. 

When he reached the Library exit, he saw someone on their table. Shubman. 
But it looked like he was about to leave and Ishan couldn't even shout to stop him. So he ran to that corner and the moment Shubman got out of his chair, he hugged him from behind. 

"Shubman..." He finally whispered, his face buried in Shubman's back as he cried. "I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry.... I'm so sorry"

Shubman sobbed too and turned around to look at Ishan properly. He knelt in front of him and cupped his face.
"Don't cry... Please don't cry because of me.."
"I'm so sorry, Shubman... I'm s-"
"Please, Ishan... You don't have to say sorry..."
"Come home with me, Shubman"
"I- home?"
"My house... Please? We'll talk without interruptions... Mayank and Abhishek are already there at your house..."
"But I-"
"Or- or we can go somewhere else-"
"No- I- I can't afford it-"