╰┈➤Chhupa Hua Chand – “A love hidden yet always there, like the moon behind clouds”
_____________________________________
Shubman Gill was not one to share.
Never had been. Never would be.
From his favorite toy cars to his favorite seat at the park, everything he liked was his.
And everyone knew better than to mess with his things.
But then came Ishan.
A tiny, messy-haired boy with big brown eyes and the audacity to waddle straight into Shubman’s life as if he belonged there.
"Shubii!!"
Ishan squealed, arms wide open as he ran to hug the older boy.
Shubman barely managed to hold his ground before Ishan collided with him, wrapping his tiny arms around his waist.
Shubman’s first instinct was to scowl, push him away, and scold him like he did with everyone else who dared to invade his space.
But this was different.
Ishan smelled like baby powder and something sweet... like the candy he always drooled over.
His tiny hands clutched Shubman’s shirt, and when he looked up, his chubby cheeks were flushed from running.
Shubman : Kitni baar bola hai, mat chipka kar.
he muttered, prying Ishan off him.
Ishan only giggled.
Ishan : I like Shubu. Shubu is soft
he said, snuggling back into him.
Shubman : Main soft nahi hoon
he huffed, trying (and failing) to look serious.
Ishan blinked at him, confused.
Ishan : Toh fir kya ho?
Shubman : Main bada hoon. Tumse zyada.
Ishan gasped, dramatically putting a hand on his mouth.
Ishan : Ooooh, toh tum mere bhaiya ho?!
Shubman recoiled as if he’d been offended beyond words.
Shubman : Bhaiya?! Main tumhara bhaiya nahi hoon
Ishan : Phir kya ho?
Shubman opened his mouth to answer but stopped.
He didn’t know the answer himself.
All he knew was that he liked having Ishan around, and he didn’t want anyone else to take him away.
He grabbed Ishan’s wrist and pulled him behind.
Shubman : Bas, tum mere ho.
Ishan blinked, processing Shubman’s words before grinning widely.
Ishan : Mera bhi Shubu
he said, hugging him again.
Shubman let him, patting his head like an older, wiser person.
His claim had been made.
Ishan belonged to him.
The neighborhood kids were gathered at the playground, their laughter and chatter filling the air.
YOU ARE READING
𐙚Ishman Melodies
Fanfiction~Ahoy, gentle hearts~ And so, it begins... From one hopeless 𐙚Ishman꒱ romantic to another...Yes just another heart beating a little faster for themᯓ★ Building a sanctuary for every soul that aches for Ishman's love story- A gc wanted t...
