The Way I See You

Part 7 - Ye mera hai

He went straight to SKY bhai's room, needless to say there sat Ishan with a bunch of others who he didn't spare a glance to. Even though he heard concerned questions about his health. He just politely nodded and said he was alright. Then went straight to Ishan, who was looking at him with that look in his eyes. He knew that look now.

"Sorry, mein Ishan ko leke jaa raha hoon" (Sorry, I'm taking Ishan with me)

The confused questions turned into hoots and whistles when he pulled Ishan out of the room. To his credit, Ishan didn't resist. When they reached their room, he pulled Ishan by his waist towards him. It was so unlike him that Ishan was staring at him, surprised. He walked Ishan to the wall, cornering him, took a step back then bent down to capture his lips in a bruising kiss. Ishan had wrapped his hands around his waist, invariably pulling him closer.

Shubman took a moment to breathe, forehead rested on Ishan's shoulder.

"If you don't want me to get turned on then you should absolutely not pull me closer"

"Ye kisne kaha ki mein bhi ye nahi chahta" (who said that I didn't want the same?) Ishan whispered in his ears. Shubman shivered.

"Udhar log aathe jaa rahe the." (There were people coming and going)

"Oh" Shubman must have looked unusually stumped because Ishan was laughing at him now. Shubman slowly traced his sides and pulled Ishan flush to him. Ishan shuddered and that brought a smile onto his face. He was thrilled to see how much he affected Ishan.

"Toh phir itni der ignore kyun kar raha tha" (Then why were you ignoring me till now) Shubman was whispering into his ears and Ishan found it hard to focus on the words being said.

"Na.. nahi.. kar raha tha" (N.. no.. I wasn't) Shubman was now tracing his ears with his lips..

"jhoot" (lies)

Ishan was sure he had forgotten how to breathe. He knew there was a process and it happened involuntarily but right now he needed to remember the basics of breathing. He was drowning for sure? He knew somewhere in the haze of his mind, he was clawing at Shubman's tshirt. Shubman had taken a moment to pull his tshirt out and discard it on to the floor.

He should've been breathing better with a moment's break but the sight in front of him had once again taken his breath away. He was going to drown, he knew it. He had seen and been unable to touch for so long. To be able to do it now without having to hold back? It was like all his prayers were being answered.

Shubman had tugged at Ishan's jersey until he was out of it as well. They'd seen each other in various states of undress innumerable times yet, but now it felt different. Shubman was on him marking him he was sure, if the slight pain mingled with pleasure was anything to go by. He wanted this. Even at the risk of being found out. He knew there wasn't much blood in his brains to make rational decisions right now but he wanted it.

Shubman suddenly looked up at him probably realizing what he was doing. He wasn't coherent enough for words but he smiled and nodded his head to indicate he was alright, they were alright.

"F*k Ishaaan"

Because Shubman rarely cursed Ishan felt all the remaining blood in his brain rushing south. He was a lost cause, he knew it, they knew it, now the whole world would too as he closed his eyes and gave Shubman more access to his neck. They were rudely jolted out of their moment by a loud knock on the door. It took more than a minute for them to come back to their senses. They could hear SKY on the other side calling out to them. They quickly picked up the tshirts lying on the floor and wore them before opening the door.

SKY eyed them curiously then said "Team meeting in 5 minutes" Then almost as an afterthought said, looking straight at Shubman "Ishan, jaldi ayiyo tere liye strategy socha hai" (Ishan, come soon, there's a strategy to discuss)

Shubman and Ishan looked at each other confused at what happened. Until Ishan noticed that Shubman was wearing his jersey they had picked up the wrong tees from the floor. He started giggling at Shubman's bewildered look. He pointed at Shubman and kept saying Ishan, between bursts of laughter.

Shubman looked at him fondly, unable to stop himself, kissed the giggles out of Ishan's pretty mouth. When he had stepped back Ishan had a stupefied expression on his face. Shubman sighed, they had to leave now. Just as he was opening the door, Ishan tugged at his T-shirt.

Shubman turned around confused.

"Ye mera hai" (This is mine)

"Haa baby, mein tera hi hoon. Par abhi jaana hai" (Yes baby, I'm yours but we've to go now)

Ishan started giggling again. Shubman looked at him, now, even more confused.

"Mera jersey" Ishan managed to say in between his laughter. The minute Shubman realized, they both dissolved into peals of laughter. They knew it wasn't the best to have others be suspicious of them but there was only so much they could do about the situation.

They were further delayed while trying to exchange their shirts by their need to touch, to laugh some more and make out even more.

When they reached the meeting this time dressed in their own clothes, SKY sidled up to them and whispered surreptitiously

"I knew you'll take at least 15 mins that's why I said 5 minutes. The meeting doesn't start in another 5."

Shubman turned a brilliant shade of pink at the insinuation. Ishan was too mortified to speak.

"Pehli baar Ishan ko itna chup dekh raha hoon, aisa kya kiya tune, Shubman" (It's the first time seeing Ishan so quiet, what did you do to him huh, Shubman?)

Shubman was mortified and tongue tied. Meanwhile Ishan whined "Bhaiyyyuu" (broooo)

SKY made a mouth zipping and throwing the key away action, gave two thumbs up and moved a little away. Ishan and Shubman looked at each other feeling a gentle warmth at the interaction and the realization that they may slip up but they had people around them who cared for them and looked out for them.