Care Of Love 🩵

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Care of love

“I'ma love you every night like it's the last night”

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It was rainy whether, ishan was laying on bed overwhelmed by a wave if weakness.

Felt as his limbs were being pulled in different direction.

Struggling to move, His body felt weak, and each  breath made his head spin.

Shubman walks in, finding ishan curled up on his bed.

Shubman : ishu?

Shubman : kya hua ishu? tum theek hona?

Ishan look at him with teary eyes trying to set up

Ishan : shubi mujhe aacha nhi lga raha.

Shubman pulled Ishan into his arms, cradling him gently.

Shubman : Relax, I’m here. Main sab sambhal loonga

Said while rubbing his back.

Shubman : main doctor ko call karta hu.

After the call,

Shubman returned to ishan, who was now quietly weeping, overwhelmed by the sickness that gripped him.

Shubman : Ishu, don’t cry. Mujhe pata hai tumhe takleef ho rahi hai, lekin main hoon na

The warmth of Shubman’s hand offered a sense of security to ishan.

Ishan : sorry shubii meri wajah se tumeh paresaan hona pada

Shubman : Pareshan nahi, mere jaan. Tum mera khayal rakhte ho, aur ab meri baari hai tumhara khayal rakhna

Ishan : agar main thik nhi hua toh?

Shubman : Yeh sab mat socho. Tumhe khud ka khayal rakhna chahiye, Ishan

Ishan : yahi raho, mera pass

Shubman : Main yahan hoon tumhare liye. Tumhe achha karna hai, yeh sab chhod do

Ishan nodded weakly, curling into Shubman's chest.

Ishan : shubii mujhe kuch khana hai

Shubman : toh main kuch bana deta hu

He smiles, and walk towards kitchen.

Hw prepared some warm soup. Returning to the bedroom, he sat beside Ishan, holding the bowl with a gentle smile.

Shubman : Ab tumhe khana khilane ka time hai

he said, his playful tone lifting the heavy

He carefully brought the spoon to Ishan’s lips, coaxing him gently.

With each bite, Ishan felt a little more comforted.

Shubman continued to talk to him about everything and nothing, easing Ishan’s mind from the discomfort.

After the doctor arrived and prescribed some medication.

Shubman made sure Ishan took his pills with a glass of water.

Shubman :Tumhe ye sab khana hai, aur phir aaram karna hai

Ishan : per.. Abhi nhi khana.

Shubman sighs, and made ishan set on his lap, pressing a kiss against his temple.

He pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around him tightly, feeling the warmth of their connection

Shubman : Thora sa pani pe lo

Ishan sit up slightly. He brought a cup to Ishan’s lips, and after a moment , Ishan took a small sip.

Shubman : Acha laga na?

Ishan : Thora

Shubman kissed ishan's forehead and made him lay down.

Now ishan's head was on Shubman's lap.

Ishan fall sleep on his lap, while Shubman covered him with blanket.

As soon as he stand up, Ishan holds his edge of  shirt,

Shubman : yahin hu ishu, tum so jao.

He said, removing his hands from his shirt, he bend down and pressed a kiss on ishan's forehead before going out.

After sometimes, Ishan woke up feeling the absence of Shubman. He was feeling way more better now but still little sensation we're on his palms.

He look around with half open eyes.

Ishan : shubi...

When he can't find shubman in room, he stand up and walk downstairs.

Shubman turned around to see Ishan standing there, looking damn cute with his half-closed eyes and arms wrapped around a pillow.

A small, warm smile tugged at the corners of Shubman's lips as he took in the sight.

Ishan : shubii..

Shubman : Yeh kya kar rahe ho

bahar? Tumhe bed par hona chahiye and rest karna chahiye. Abhi tak thik nahi hue ho tum

He said and walk towards ishan.

Shubman : tum niche kyu aaye ishu? Chalo wapas jao room meh abhi bahar thand hai nah.

Ishan : mere sath chalo nah please

Shubman smiles at his behavior.

Shubman : aacha thik hai mein aata hu tumhare sath.

*at night ishan was feeling sick again, his palms were sweating, we was verge to cry. While Shubman was trying his best to make him eat something*

Shubman : Ishu, thora sa kha lo. Tumhe iski ki zarurat hai..

Shubman tried to convince ishan to eat something, even if it was just a small bite.

He gently placed the food close to Isan's mouth, hoping that he would take at least a little bit.

Ishan : i-i can't

Shubman puts the food aside and kiss his forehead, trying to comfort him.

Shubman : bus ek bite... Please

Ishan look at with big duo eyes twirling with water.

Shubman hugged him, securing him in his arms.

Ishan : shubi.. Mujhe aacha nhi lga raha

Shubman : aisa mat bolo, main hu yaha.

Ishan : main theek nhi ho paya toh?

Shubman : nhi, yeh choti si bimari hai aisa mat bolo tum he apna dhyan rahna hoga ishu....aisa kuch nhi hoga tum bus Thora sa kha lo, yhe tumhare liye zaruri hai abhi tum kafi weak ho chuke ho ishan.. Yeh choti bimari hai iska Matlab yeh nhi ki tum iss pe dhyan mat do, thora sa kha lo, okey?

He continued to hold Ishan in his arms, rubbing his back comfortingly as he spoke. He wanted to make sure that Isan understood the importance of taking care of himself, even in a small illness, and especially when he was feeling so weak.

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