Bi sexual or Bi yourself?

As Ishan walked towards the office, the soft jingling of his new anklet filled the air. He had intentionally taken longer strides to make the sound more pronounced, a subtle gesture of appreciation for Murli Kaka's gift. Aryan, who was walking beside him, couldn't help but notice the faint smile on Ishan's face.

Sandhya, who was sitting at her desk, looked up and caught Ishan's eye. She was sulking, her eyes red-rimmed from crying.

"Hey, what's up with the long face?", Ishan asked her with a gentle tap on her shoulder from behind, "Did Natasha reject your proposal?"

Sandhya turned around, her eyes welling up with tears. "Natasha is engaged!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling.

Ishan's eyes widened in surprise as Sandhya threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. Ishan's eyes went wide as he struggled to breathe, his blouse straining against the pressure.

As Sandhya's chest pressed against his, Ishan felt a sudden jolt of awareness. He quickly pushed the feeling aside, attributing it to the shock of Sandhya's news.

Sandhya continued to sob, Ishan tried to console her,

"Why all of a sudden? "he asked, "And who did she get engaged to?"

Sandhya sniffled, wiping her nose with tissue paper. "Mr. Oberoi."

"What?", Ishan's eyes widened in shock. " Isn't he like 60?"

"56... but that's not the point, ma'am.", Sandhya corrected him, "After you made her fun of her a few weeks ago. She was emotional so I thought I had a chance, we used to chat late night... Most of the time she used to Bitch about you two being all lovey dovey in the office"

"We went on coffee a few times", Sandhya continued, still sobbing, "She even smiled when I compliment her makeup".

'Typical teenage thought process, and that too at your early 30s! A smile does not mean love.'

"But you knew she was straight", He sighed, trying to reason with her, "then why did you even go after her?"

"I thought like you and Aryan sir used to claim about being straight...", Sandhya looked up at him, her eyes still watery. "even you guys turned bi."

"Who the fuck told you we are bi?", Ishan's eyes narrowed, "Did Aryan tell you about the kiss as well?"

"You kissed him! Oh my GOD!", Sandhya's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"It wasn't a kiss, he accidentally leaned on me.", Ishan face-palmed hard, taking Sandhya aside to whisper, " It was just an accident!"

"Whatever you say, ma'am... ", Sandhya winked, "But your lips touched, right? It was definitely a kiss."

"Do you read BL love stories on Wattpad in you free time? Because these kinds of things happen in those stories, not real life.'.

Ishan couldn't help but notice the way Sandhya's words made him feel. A pang of uncertainty crept into his mind, but he quickly pushed it aside.

As he turned to leave, he caught Aryan's gaze, and for a moment, their eyes locked. Ishan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked away, his mind racing with thoughts he couldn't quite explain.

'What the fuck am I thinking? I'm a straight guy... I'm a straight guy.... I'm a straight guy' he kept repeating to himself, trying to shake off the feeling.

Just then, Natasha walked into the office, a smug look on her face. She was accompanied by Mr. Oberoi, who was beaming with pride.

"Hey, everyone! I have some amazing news to share," Natasha said, her voice dripping with excitement. "Mr. Oberoi and I are engaged!"

The room erupted in cheers and applause as everyone congratulated Natasha on her engagement. Ishan, Aryan, and Sandhya joined in, offering their well-wishes. But as they hugged Natasha, Ishan couldn't help but notice the look of triumph on her face.

As they pulled back, Natasha turned to Mr. Oberoi and kissed him squarely on the lips.

The room fell silent, with everyone staring at the unlikely couple. Ishan's eyes widened in shock, while Aryan's expression remained calm and collected.

But Ishan knew Aryan well enough to see the flicker of surprise in his eyes. Natasha had kissed Mr. Oberoi on purpose, to make Aryan jealous. Ishan felt a pang of annoyance on Aryan's behalf.

"Congratulations, Natasha!", Ishan congratulated them, he continued with sarcasm, "As they say Jodiya toh upar wala banata h (its a match made in heaven)"

Natasha shot Ishan a dirty look, but Aryan intervened before things could escalate.

"Congratulations, Natasha." His tone was calm and collected, without a hint of jealousy.,"I'm happy for you."

Natasha looked taken aback by Aryan's reaction. She had been expecting him to be jealous, to react with anger or sadness. But instead, he just smiled and congratulated her.

Ishan, on the other hand, was impressed by Aryan's calm demeanor. "You're taking this very well," he whispered to Aryan.

"Why should I be jealous?", Aryan smiled and whispered back, "I have you, don't I?"

"What??" Ishan's heart skipped a beat at Aryan's words.

"I mean, I have a wife who's way hotter than... Natasha." He fumbled, his gaze drifting to Ishan's face. "No, I meant... you're just really... supportive."

"Supportive?", Ishan's face turned bright red.  You're making me sound like a sports bra!"

Aryan's grin faltered, and he looked away, trying to compose himself. "Just forget I said anything, okay?"

Ishan heard someone giggling behind her, he looked behind and found Sandhya her usual sparkle returning to her eyes.

"You're a quick healer, I'll give you that," Ishan said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

Sandhya's expression turned wistful, and she sighed. "I guess there will be a guy or a girl for me in life... Like you and Aryan sir, for each other."

"Focus on your work, Sandhya.", Ishan's eyes narrowed, and he adopted a stern tone.  "And book a health checkup for Papa; he's been coughing a lot today."

"Already booked, ma'am.", Sandhya nodded, her expression professional once more.  "I'm his assistant, and I'm really good at it."

Ishan raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself,

'The only thing you're good at is making up stories in your head.'

After Natasha's announcement, the office erupted in congratulations and well-wishes. As the commotion died down, the employees returned to their duties, and the day's scheduled meetings resumed.

One such meeting was the brand signing deal discussion, which took place in the conference room. Atul Oberoi, still beaming with pride, led the discussion alongside Harivansh and other board members.

Ishan, seated at the far end of the table, couldn't help but notice Atul's demeanor. His smile seemed wider, his eyes gleaming with excitement. But Ishan couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something more to Atul's expression.

Ishan's mind wandered as he observed Atul's interactions with Harivansh.

Atul kept glancing at Harivansh, his smile faltering for a moment before he regained his composure.

'Is it merely excitement about his engagement to Natasha, or is there something more sinister at play? I really have a bad feeling about this '