Chapter 17 of 69

looks like a dream <3

Ishman Melodies1,135 words~6 min read

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Looks like a dream ✨🦋

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A high school all about learning (ganta), growing and of course romance.

Where Ishan and Shubman, two hearts, that beats in one soul

Fell in love with each other.

But these two idiots still don't have any ideas about another one's feeling.

Let's the journey of love begin!!!

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In a boring class of history someone was busy in his engaging world.

His eyes kept drafting towards his crush, who seems like trying hard to focus on lecture but end up stealing glances at his loved one.

It had become daily routine for both - stealing glances at each other and then avoiding eye content.

Today was no different except, something felt different.

Ishan watched as Shubman raked his fingers through his hair, a simple and casual gesture. Isan felt his breath catch in his chest, and his heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't help but imagine running his fingers gently through Shubman’s soft hair, feeling the silky texture against his skin.

He wanted more than just fleeting glances, more than just admiring from afar.

He longed to bridge the gap between them, to be close enough to touch and be touched.

The longing was palpable, a burning ache in his chest that was almost unbearable.

Same goes to another one.

But today something was different in air. The loging was within them growing stronger with every passed second.

Shubman takes a deep breath and shifted in his seat and chewed the eraser of the pencil.

Shubman wants to be close, he was loging to hold his hands to confess his feelings but instead he was just sneaking glances at his crush, wishing to had a moment  where their eyes meet and something finally happen.

The distance between them felt painfully wide. Shubman wanted hold his end and tell him how much he loves him but he can't.. He was afraid of rejection, of making things awkward between them.

Class continues..

Inside Shobhan's mind, a war was ongoing. The one part of his mind told him to ignore his feelings and stay composed, and the another part of his heart longed to rush to Isan, to pour his heart out and tell him how he truly felt.

it was tearing him apart inside, making it impossible for him to focus on anything other than his thoughts of Isan, thoughts of touching him and being touched.

Like this class goes on...

It was departure time, all students were ready to leave.

A view that catch shubman's eyes, ishan was talking and laughing with his friends.

Shubman felt a pang of envy and jealousy.

The thought of ishan interesting in someone else is insane.

His heart clenched at the sight of ishan laughing with his friends.

He tried to shake off envious feelings and act casual, but his eyes continue to steal glances at ishan.

He felt like his world was falling apart, his thoughts overwhelming him, his heart felt havey.

"He doesn't even realize the effect he has on me,"

Shubman said to himself , as he watched Ishan laughing and chatting with his friends.

The sight of Ishan looking so carefree and happy while he himself was enveloped by his own longing and insecurity.

It was overwhelming now he couldn't control anymore, he just wanted to scream out loud, his emotions were taking over him. He clenched his fists tightly and look up.

Strated to move forwards, everything was going blur as he step closer to ishan.

Shubman heart beats faster and louder. The feeling of jealousy surged through him, making him difficult to breathe.

"um.. Can I have a minute?"

Ishan heard his voice, it was familiar to him he immediately look up, as he released it was *him* his heart skips a beat, his cheeks become little red.

"s-sure" he replied trying hard to not sound nervous.

"comes with me" shubman said softly.

He gently hold his hands, leading him to inside to corridor,

Meanwhiles ishan was feeling whole zoo inside his stomach, looking down blushing mass.

In his mind, he was just thinking about the moment when shubman asked for a minute also feeling a bit embarrassed as shub sew him laughing like buffalo

While his heart was busy in beating out of his chest.

(lalalalalaalalalalal)

They walked into nearby empty library room. The silences of liberary enveloped them like cocoon as he stood together in dimly lit room.

For a moment, the only sound that could be heard was their quite breathing and faint hum of ventilation system.

Shubman took a moment to gather his thoughts his grip on ishan's hand tighten.

"l've wanted to say something from a long time"

As he began his voice cracked a slighty.

Isan's eyes widened a bit, and his heart skipped a beat as he saw the nervousness in Shubman's expression.

He nodded encouragingly, urging Shubman to continue.

"dekho udar chidiya" shubman said and ishan immediately move his head towards the direction shubman was pointing.

Ishan looks forward

"kuch bhi nhi-"

Shubman was on his kneels, looking deep inside his eyes.

He move his hand forward and began to speak.

“from depth of my soul, from the every core my being. I offered you my hand, I want you to know that I'm in love with you, every actions of yours, your beauty. There aren't words on any language express your beauty.

Will you make me the luckiest person in world by accepting me?

Thank you for coming in my life, I may sound werid, creep but sorry if I make you feel uncomfortable but I can't hold it anymore love

Seeing you with others make me feel so.. So insecure...so jealous.. I can't suppress my feelings anymore. Sorry and thank you.”

He let out every word he wanted to scream, he look at ishan with teary hoping eyes.

Ishan kneel down too hold his hands, intertwining the fingers together, tearing were shedding down from his eyes.

He was smiling, making the another one bit confuse.

“yes, I feel the same connection and I can't imagine my life without you. I can't believe this happening irl I just.. Just can't express in words how much I love you, I writhe... I suffer for your smallest sight everyday. I may be not perfect as you, I.. I accept you with my whole heart now your mine, I'm yours"

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