Idiots In Love (1)

Idea from one of my 'pram sakki"

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"DJ waale babu mera gana chala do"

It was 3 AM.

The entire house was sleeping peacefully.

Except for two idiots.

Ishan and Shubman were in the middle of their grand,, Bollywood dance performance in Ishan's room.

Music blasted through the speakers as the two best friends jumped around, taking turns being the hero and heroine of their imaginary Bollywood film.

Ishan : SHUBI CATCH ME--

Shubman : Ishu no-

THUD.

A dramatic fall.

A laugh that echoed through the entire apartment.

A groan from the floor.

Ishan lay there, rolling on the carpet, cackling like a lunatic. Shubman, standing over him, sighed like a disappointed parent.

Shubman : idiot.

Shubman muttered, offering a hand.

Ishan grabbed it only to pull Shubman down with him.

Shubman : OH YOU-

Both of them crashed onto the floor, giggling uncontrollably.

At 3 AM, they were full-on bandar mode, dancing like absolute maniacs.

Shubman : your overacting deserves an Oscar.

They both burst out laughing again, barely able to breathe as they started the next song.

Until

BANG BANG BANG.

The door shook.

The music died.

They froze.

A deadly silence filled the room before a very angry, sleep-deprived voice spoke.

"Darwaza kholo abhi"

Ishan and Shubman exchanged looks of pure horror.

KL Rahul.

Harry bhaiya.

Virat bhaiya.

The Holy Trinity of Lectures begins!!

Ishan sprinted to the speaker, fumbling to turn it off.

Shubman, already stressed, opened the door, only for Rahul to walk in, arms crossed, expression dead serious.

Harry rubbed his temples.

Harry : Bhai, tum dono pagal ho kya? 3 baje baarat nikalni hai kya?

Virat : Main expect bhi kya kar raha tha inse?

Ishan, being the shameless little menace he was, tried so hard to suppress his laughter.

But the moment he looked at Shubman, who was also struggling not to smile or it was over.

He snorted.

Then giggled.

And then, he just collapsed into laughter, hitting Shubman's shoulder as he shook uncontrollably.

Ishan : sorryyyy

Shubman : Sorry bol raha hai ya aur hasi aa rahi hai?

Rahul, Harry, and Virat just sighed in defeat

Virat : Hopeless

Harry : Agar itna hi naachne ka shaukh hai, toh sangeet mein dhang se performance de dena.

It was meant to be sarcastic.

But...

Ishan's eyes lit up.

Shubman immediately caught on.

They turned to each other, grinning like devils.

Ishan : not a bad idea.

Shubman : *smirk* let's do it

And just like that - midnight madness turned into a full-blown mission.

One Month Later...

It was wedding of their one of the close friend.

Today was the sangeet night.

"Ladies and gentlemen, fasten your seatbelts. The biggest disaster of the century is about to take over the stage!"

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Ishan smirked as he adjusted his blazer, standing beside Shubman behind the curtains.

The wedding venue was lit up beautifully, the sangeet night buzzing with excitement.

Shubman : Disaster? Speak for yourself,

Shubman : I don't mess up. You do.

Ishan gasped dramatically.

Ishan : Excuse me? Who forgot the steps last night while practicing?

Shubman : Because someone distracted me by singing Sheila Ki Jawani in their night suit.

Ishan : And yet, you watched till the end.

Shubman turned away, rolling his eyes, but his ears turned red.

Before Ishan could tease him more, the music started, and their friend itself called their names as he was so literally so excited to see them.

"And now, please welcome the two biggest dramebaaz of this wedding, ISHAN AND SHUBMAN!"

Ishan : are you ready shubi?

Shubman : *smirk* let's set the stage on fair.

And they did!

The music exploded, and in an instant, Ishan and Shubman turned into full-on Bollywood leads.

They switched roles flawlessly.

One moment, Ishan was doing Ainvayi Ainvayi like a Punjabi munda, and the next, he was pouting and throwing a fake tantrum like a typical Bollywood heroine.

Shubman, usually so composed, was matching his energy, smiling as he pulled off each move with perfect precision.

When The Breakup Song played, Ishan and the drama queen he was ACTUALLY started crying.

Shubman : Ishu, kya ho gaya?!

Ishan : Bas... yaad aa gaya ki tujhse zyada acchi jodi kisi ki nahi ho sakti.

Shubman: *groaned* Tu actual breakup nahi kar raha, na?

Ishan burst out laughing mid-song, spinning dramatically before flipping his imaginary dupatta.

Shubman : Dramebaaz.

By the time Gallan Goodiyan played, the crowd was going crazy.

People were clapping, whistling, hooting and when they finished their final move, roses rained down on them.

Ishan : Wow, lagta hai hum dono ne kisi ki shaadi me aag laga di.

Shubman : We always do.

As soon as the music ended, Ishan and Shubman collapsed on the nearby couch, completely out of breath.

The crowd was still cheering.

"Bhai, kya performance tha!"

one of their friends whistled.

"Tum dono full Bollywood ki jodi lag rahe the!"

"I swear, I thought I was watching an actual award show dance!"

People were showering them with compliments, laughing, clapping, and some crazy people had even thrown roses at them.

Ishan lean closer and whisper to shubman.

Ishan : aisa lag raha jaise hamari shadi ho rhi.

Shubman : ho bhi skti if you want.

Before Ishan could reply, two girls from the bride's side the ultimate dance queens practically slid onto the dance floor.

"Guys, that was amazing! But now, let's see if you can keep up with us."

Ishan : Oh no-

Shubman : We're dead.

But they weren't ones to back down from a challenge.

So for the next three minutes, all four of them went crazy, dancing to Kala Chashma and Makhna like maniacs.

The energy was INSANE, and by the end of it, Ishan and Shubman just fell back onto the couch, completely breathless.

They were DONE.

Still laughing, Ishan leaned on Shubman's shoulder.

Ishan : Bro, maza aa gaya.

Shubman, : Haan, but I swear... kal pair dukhne waale hain.

The crowd finally calmed down, the music faded, and after another round of teasing and compliments, the wedding celebrations carried on.

To be continue....

Hope you'll like it 💗