HÆVEN- [ Shubman Gill X Sara Tendulkar]

The Fellow Angel

"Aree wo to chahti thi, but shyd ladke ko wo pasand nhi h, he wants to be friends  with benefits, mujhe bhi lagta h, she deserves  better, ye ladka uska kaat k jayega, bechari, pyar me andhi h. He's  a walking  red flag in my opinion" Sara said , worry for her friend laced her voice.

"Uska choro, tum btao tumhe kaise ladke pasand  h" Shubman knew, he was crossing  the boundary by asking  this, but the warm cough syrup in his veins had lowered  his restraints significantly. "Us chutiye k sath kya hua? Ab bhi date Kar rhi ho use?"

"Aree nhi yrr, siddharth was idk, I started dating  him cause all of my friends  were dating  and I didn't wanna be left alone. Unhone ne hi humari setting  karwayi thi, but looks like he was just pretending  to like me, like I was." Sara's  tone that of regret. "That day you heard us, was long after I broke up with him. He wanted me to accept him back, which I clearly  didn't want, tab tak akal aa gyi thi"

"That guy was a piece of shit ngl, he's not a red flag, he was the whole damn carpet" Shubman agreed with her.

"Oh ho Gill sahab, English seekh li?" Sara quipped,  her tone jovial.

"Aree I just picked up some phrases, ye log sab milke English movies hi dekhte h bas, usi k kuch lingo utha liya" Shubman said in a laid back tone. Then there was a pause, before Shubman continued, "tumne mere question ka answer nhi diya"

"Huh?" Came from a confused Sara.

"Tumhe kaise ladke pasand  h, uska" Shubman kept his tone casual, trying  to hide all his jitters.

"Shubman-" Sara's  voice was cut by a sudden disruption. Somebody  had snatched  the blanket from him. He sat up annoyed, only to find Ishan standing  at the end of the bed.

Sara seemed to have caught on the commotion as her voice stilled.

"Ye guntur gu Kab tak chalegi Teri, mujhe laga beemar h aram Kar rha h, tu to yahan peeche ladane me busy h" Ishan shouted half scolding,  half joking.

The shell shocked  Shubman finally  found his voice , " Bhai kuch nhi h aisa, dost h bas, usi se baat Kar rha tha" Shubman said in a pleading  tone.

"Mere samne ye backwas nhi chalegi, mujhe laga you need time, phir tu khud hi bhabhi se milwaega, par tu to bhabhi se baat tak nhi karaya, dekh li Teri dosti Gill" Ishan continued.

"Bhai mai khud usse milne k liye Taras gya hu, tujhe kaise milwaunga, Country me hi nhi rehti wo"

"Sach me?" Ishan's quipped.

"Sach me?" It was Sara's  voice from the phone which coincideded with Ishan.

Shubman's  eyes went wide, he had forgot to cut the phone, Sara was still very much on call and could  hear them.

"Namaste Bhabhi ji" Ishan was quick to respond. "Isko samjhaye tabiyat khrb hone par rest Kia jata h, na ki flirt."

" Mai bhi Kab se yahi bol rhi hu ise, but ye sunta kahan h meri" Sara laughed. "Pichle do ghante se mobile le hi laga h."

Shubman wad left dumbfounded  at the exchange. Iski "dost" aur Iska best friend  milke isi ki Baja rhe.

"By the way, I'm Sara, nice to meet you, you must be Ishan, Shubman  talks a lot about you" Sara introduced herself.

"Sahi padka bhabhi, mai hi hu the famous Ishan, one and only. Mai nhi Hota to ye chutiya abhi bhi chupke kisi kone me baitha rehta, he was so shy" Ishan's  laughter boomed throughout  the room.

Shubman still dumbfounded, could only stare at him.

"Ye btao milne Kab aa rhi ho, bhabhi ji?, apne hath ka khana khilana parega, apke launde ka bht khyal rakhta hu" Ishan continued jesting.

Shubman's  eyes went wide with mortification. Ishan didn't  know the Sara he was talking  to was The Sara Tendulkar,  Sachin sir's  daughter. It's not been minutes and he had asked her to cook for him. Not that cooking  was a big thing but, it's Sara Tendulkar.

"Aree bht accha khana bnati hu mai, Jo bologe wo bna dungi, bas dikkat ye h, I'm in London right now. Milne ka koi chance hi nhi h, Mera college h idhr, so abhi age k 4 Saal yahi bitane h" Sara was quick to reply.

His Sara could cook?! Hyee Wahe Guru, dil khush ho gya. Kon se aache karm Kiye h Maine,  Jo bhagwan ne itni Soni kudi bheji h. Shubman couldn't  stop the smile from gracing  his lips, he completely  forgot about Ishan who was standing  infront of him.

"Chutiye ko dekho, ladki ki awaz sunke ki muskuraye jaa rha h, pagal ho gya pyar me tu" Ishan laughed at his expense.

He was joined  by Sara, who was also laughing  uncontrollably.

"Kya yrr dono milke Mera majak uda rhe ho, Har karta hu Sara ko pasand,  kya Galt h isme" Shubman whined.

This made both of  them laugh out louder.

"Bechare ko aur tang na Karo Ishan, bimar h bechara, ise Sone dete h" remnants  of laughter, still present  in Sara's  voice.

"Chalo mai chalti hu shub, good nightt, acche se so jao" "good night Ishan"
With that the call was cut.

Ishan was still looking  at him amused, to escape any further teasing he covered  himself with the blanket fully.

This made Ishan laugh out loud. " Bhabhi shi ptayi h tune, Kitni chill h yrr"  he said in a normal tone.

"Ise Jane mat dena" followed,  this time, Ishan's  tone had underlying sadness, probably  speaking from personal experience.

This made Shubman think,  there's plenty  he didn't  know about Ishan. Ishan was always this happy go lucky guy, joking around. But into the late hours of night, his tone sometimes changed to a sombre one, reflective of the things he had lost in life.

 

I'm sorry there was some misunderstanding with the mature chapter thing, the draft I have written, it's Chapter 10, but here's an introduction chapter extra, to ek chapter Jyada hoga idhr, sorry to all jinke hopes Maine Gira diya 🥲😂, but I promise smut will be here by chapter 11 12, usse late nhi jayega, till then enjoy some Ishan 🤌

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