Ishan stood waist-deep in the sacred pond, eyes closed in devotion. His white clothes floated around him, and a red hibiscus tucked behind his ear glowed in the moonlight, blessed by his touch. He prayed silently to his lord, completely lost in his devotion. As he moved through his prayers, he felt a presence behind him. But he didn't turn, finishing his worship before opening his eyes. Slowly, he turned and saw an unknown man watching him. The man walked up the pond's stairs, his gaze fixed on Ishan. In his mind, he whispered: "Apsara..." Then he shook his head, scolding himself: "Shubman... control yourself." Ishan's eyes blazed. He didn't like anyone seeing him like this. Stepping closer, he demanded, "Who are you?" Shubman, utterly enchanted by Ishan's beauty, yet trying to keep composure, answered, "Traveller." Ishan's suspicion grew. His hand went to his thigh, and with swift precision, he pulled out his dagger, pushing Shubman toward the trees. Pressing the blade under his chin, he said, "You are lying." Shubman, unconsciously, reached out and caressed the hibiscus in Ishan's hair. Softly, almost in awe, he murmured, "My little flower... you are fierce."

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BOOK 2 If you haven't read book 1 yet, that's alright! These are just One shots and you're welcome to read that anytime too. Ishan and Shubman, the two and only. Here are some One Shots 💙 Some of them might be two-shots, so enjoy 💖 I'll keep updating new chapters so If you have any requests or suggestions, I'll be open to them 🤍 Requests currently open in Top Shub book 1 I'm also doing a totally bottom Shub book too, do check it out only if you're comfortable with it. Updating both of them❤️ *Any pictures attached are not mine... credits to the owners*

⚠️Cross-dressing in a few chapters "Love isn't found in places where you search..." "... it's hidden for where you might need it in" Shubman and Ishan, aged 25 and 22. Spending infinite nights hating yet wanting love, bruised from his past, Ishan's broken world crashes with Shubman's optimistic romantic one, who falls for him immediately. Slowly learning about Ishan's past, Shubman wants to show Ishan how beautiful love can be. Shubman wants to pick up broken pieces of Ishan's world, but will Ishan accept them? Can Shubman rebuild Ishan's love for love? Read to find out (JSYK, things are going to end well and happy because I'm not a monster) Ps. It'll have a lot of fluff so enjoyyyy 25.2.24- 26.4.24

A universe where 2 common boys, Shubman and Ishan have to face no paparazzi, no limelight, no fame, just a simple life of a commoner. Shubman Gill, 24, was blessed by a superpower of extra strong sense in return of his sight. He didn't have the ability to see but his best friends never made him feel like that. On the other hand, Ishan Kishan, 25, is a normal boy, with a middle class family, no siblings. He plays cricket for charity, with awesome skills. what will happen when their worlds combine? Will they accept each other? Do they know themselves deep inside? Read to find out. ❤️ (10.2.24- 20.2.24)

Many of you wanted Bottom Shub so this will only have that.. and please, don't read if you don't like Bottom Shubman and don't spread any hate. There's a seperate Oneshot book I have made for Bottom Ishu so you can always read that. Updating both of them Open to requests (Bottom Shub here) 😚 Love y'all

BOOK 1 (Book 2 out, check it from my profile💛) Ishan and Shubman, the two and only. Here are some One Shots 💙 Some of them might be two-shots, so enjoy 💖 I'll keep updating new chapters so If you have any requests or suggestions, I'll be open to them 🤍 I'm also doing a totally bottom Shub book too, do check it out only if you're comfortable with it. Updating both of them❤️

"Arghhh SHUBMAN please stop it!! It's hurtingg no it's burning" As soon as they reached their room ishan threw shubman on the bed and locked the door . . (To be continued in the MOST upcoming chapters and it's not what you guys r thinking okayy🤭) . . Top ~ Shubman Gill Bottom ~ Ishan Kishan

jo aata hai dill mein wohi likh deta hu🫠

Shubman fell first, deeper than he ever imagined. After years of guarding his heart, he never thought he could love again. But one classical dancer, with every delicate step and the gentle sound of ghungroos, awakened something in him. His beauty, grace, and devotion captured him completely.