not a girl || Ishman Story [ On Hold ]

ch. 6

Ishan tossed and turned side to side but wasn't able to get any sleep the whole night..

The sun was casting a beautiful hue of orange in the beautifully decorated room making it look sceneric.

But the two souls residing in the room had no heart Or mind to admire the beauty of nature..

Ishan lay there on the bed in a shirt that covered his half body and shorts that looked like pants on his frame...

Last night after an much needed breakdown shubman told ishan to sleep on the bed and he would sleep on the floor.. Although they both are man and ishan expressed his concern about the topic.

Shubman was in no mood to be a part of akward encounters  between them.. So he stood firm on his decision and made ishan sleep on the bed or so he thought

Ishan's heart burned looking at the state of shubman he soo wanted to soothe his pain but he knows his limits, he was ashamed to even look at shubman after all the things

But trying to get some sleep only gave him problems the heavy lehenga, jweleries were itching his body... And shubman noticed it so he gave one of his own pair to ishan

Shubman stared at the dark walls of his room the whole night his eyelids felt sleepy but there was no ounce of sleep in them...

After crying a lot silently there were no more tears in his eyes..

It is that feeling when you are necessarily sad ,  but just really empty from inside to even drop a tear

His muscles felt sore but he had no intention to give them the relaxation they needed

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Shubman looked at the morning rays in his room while keeping a hand behind his head still in a laying position

" Life is unpredictable isn't it? "

Shubman knew that a reply for sure would come... He was in his sorrows but didn't failed to notice the fragile state the boy was all the night

But he couldn't do anything they don't even know each other

Ishan was going to be his brother in law but destiny made him his husband

So they were in a awkward relationship.

" Haan bass kaal hi mein America se aaya aur aaj mein ek rishte mein hu  jo meine kabhi chaha nahi tha "

" Tum kittne saal ke ho ishan? "

" Mein 20 years old hu "

Shubman was shocked but his body didn't had the strength to give an reaction... He was married to a boy eight years younger than him

But a sudden thought striked his mind

" Than you still must be studying right? "

" Yess i study fashion designing but i took a break to attend my weeding "

There was hurt present in his voice that made shubman wince at the tone

A single tear slided down ishan's eyes absorbing in the pillow

He was just a boy he had many dreams in his life , he had wanted to achieve so much in his life and make his parents proud