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8:42 AM, their apartment, soft sunlight slipping through the curtains.
Ishu was wrapped like a burrito in a fluffy pink blanket, curled up on the bed.
His hair was a soft mess and his lips were slightly parted.
Shubman, in his grey sweatpants and black tank top, was already up, sitting beside him with his laptop open.
“Baby,” Shubman whispered, brushing Ishie’s hair back gently.
“Wake up. You’ve got class at 9.”
Ishan let out a small whiny sound, burying his face deeper into the pillow.
“Mmmm... five more minutes, Shubbyyy…”
Shub smiled softly, shutting his laptop. “You said that ten minutes ago too.”
He leaned down and kissed Ishie’s cheek. “Don’t make me carry you to the shower again.”
Ishie peeked from under the blanket, pouty and blinking like a baby panda.
“But I don’t wanna gooo. Can’t I skip college just once? I wanna stay home with youuuu…”
Shub chuckled. “You said that yesterday. And the day before.”
He leaned closer, voice dropping into that soft teasing tone.
“You keep skipping like this, baby, your profs might show up at our doorstep.”
Ishie giggled, wrapping his arms around Shub’s neck.
“Let them. They’ll fall for your hot look and forget about me.”
Shubman raised a brow. “Excuse me?”
He leaned in and bit Ishie’s ear softly, making the younger squeak.
“You’re the only one I’m spoiling. And if you keep teasing, I’m locking you in bed.”
Ishu flushed red. “SHUBBB! I need to attend class!”
He quickly pulled the blanket over his face, hiding his red cheeks.
Shub laughed and gently tugged the blanket off.
“Then get up, my sleepy bunny. I'll make your breakfast”
Ishie lit up instantly. “WITH strawberries??”
“Of course.” He picked Ishu up like a feather, bridal-style.
“But first, shower. You smell like drool and dreams.”
Ishie giggled like a kid, clinging to him.
“Shubbyyyy, you’re soooo mean but I love youuuu.”
Shub kissed his forehead. “I love you more, Ishu. Now go be a good boy.”
It was 10:15 AM, Ishu little study corner, fairy lights above, laptop open.
Shub's sitting on the couch nearby, pretending to work but totally watching Ishu like a hawk.
Ishie sat on his pink gaming chair in an oversized hoodie (Shub’s, duh), legs crisscrossed, headset on.
He was trying to pay attention, but his Shubby was sitting there looking way too hot in glasses and typing away like a real boss.
Ishie turned slightly and whispered, “Shubbb… you look too good. Can you stop?? I can’t focus.”
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