Part 3

" Please don't joke with me " Mayank said on the line, still not over with the bomb his dear friend Ishaan threw at him .

Ishan told him about his marriage and that he is going to meet the guy today itself and let's just say he never really thought he would ever live to see this day. So Ishan saying he is getting married out of the blue was definitely a shock to him .

"Do I sound like I am joking? " Ishan grumbled walking back and forth in his room .

Yesterday in his emotional state he agreed upon meeting the guy but now he is not so sure .

" Not really. So at what time you'll be going?" Mayank said and tried to brush off the topic

"I don't know, '' Ishan uttered lazily and shuffled through his desk aimlessly.

Mayank rolled his eyes .

" Then honey how will you meet him ? Accha where are you meeting him ? "

" I don't know "

Hissing at his answer , Mayank felt like punching him . " Okay what is his name ? "

" Whose name? "

" Your grandfather. Obviously I will be talking about him "

" I don't know his name but wait, do you know him? He was already dead before I was born . So I don't really know much about him, '' Ishan uttered and jumped onto the bed . While on the other line Mayank pitched his nostrils and bit his inside cheek .

"Abey gadhey ! "

"Kya!?"

"Mere bhai I am asking about your soon to be husband's name not your grandfather idiot. Now don't tell me you don't know about that also "

"Umm .... Actually... I don't know but I think it was something shabnam" pursing his lips he tried to remember the name but all it led to a dead end .

After a few minutes hanging up the call Ishan got off from his bed and made his way to the hall .

" Arey Ishan , why are you not getting ready? Do you see the time it's already 3:20 p.m and you have to meet Shubman at 4 pm ! " Mrs Kishan said while being on a call with someone.

Huffing he again went to the room to change his nightdress to some casual clothes and came outside to show his mother the outfit and get her approval .

" Ishan beta cricket khelne ja rahe ho ? "

" Nahi to mummy"

" To phir shorts and t shirt pehenke kaha ja rahe ho "

" To meet Shubham ? "

" Accha .... GO change your clothes to some formals and it's not Shubham . His name is Shubman. " Mrs Kishan glared at him and motioned him to change his clothes as fast as possible.

And now he was sitting in cafè de deli , Running his eyes everywhere to find the guy he was supposed to meet today .

Why am I so stupid? Why didn't I ask for a photo of him ? Ab mai kaise dhundho usko ...

Tapping his fingertips onto the table he looked at the interior of the hotel and the only thing that came to his mind was how expensive all the things look .

Even the people sitting here look like they came from some crazy rich household.

He internally thanked his mother for scolding him into changing something formal otherwise he would be looking like a fish out of the water .

His phone chimed in his pocket and was just about to take his phone , when from the corner of his eyes he saw a guy entering the café and he would be lying if he said he doesn't look like a prince coming straight out of novels .

But he came out of his fantasy when his phone chimed again .

Gosh ishan focus. You are here to meet your fiance and you are fantasizing over others .

Shooking his head he opened his phone to see the text from Mayank . Ignoring his message he closed his phone again because all he sends are some stupid dad jokes which even the dads won't like now .

" Hi? Are you Ishan Kishan?" A sweet honey-like voice rang in Ishan's ear and he immediately looked up to see the same guy, he was staring at earlier .

"Hey? " He asked again .

"Ah yes... I am ... here have a seat " Ishan fumbled , still in a state of shock .

Shubman sat on the adjacent seat and passed a small smile at Ishaan to which Ishan mirrored a very awkward one .

" So shall we order first and talk later ? " Shubman said ,scanning the menu . " Yeah sure "

Ishan was having an internal crisis. He doesn't know what to say and what to do and the awkward silence between them seems to slowly take his breath .

He let out the breath he was holding when a waiter came there to take their order.

" I would like to have a red velvet pastry and latte. Ishan what you want to order ? " Shubman questioned but all Ishaan could hear was his name coming out from Shubman's mouth and how beautiful his name sounds.

"Ishan ? " Shubman called out his name again

" Yes " Ishan inattentively replied, still his mind was stuck earlier.

" Ishan what would you like to have ? "

" You " The words were already out before he could even think what he was saying. Biting his tongue in instant regret.

"What? Shubman eyes widened in surprise. Out of the things he was expecting. He , himself, was never in the list . Or maybe he heard wrong .

" Ah I mean ... The same you ordered " he breathed out and clamped his shaky hands . His heartbeat rises higher and higher by each passing second.

Seriously ishan . Think before speaking.

" The weather is good today, " Ishan said .

Dammit . Couldn't I have asked a more random question.

"Indeed " came his reply and the silence again prevailed .

A few minutes of literal silent torture, the waiter came with their orders and Ishan's mouth immediately turned sour looking at the red velvet cake and latte.

I hate coffee and red velvet? Mehh . Ab khana to tujhe padega hi . Magaya bhi tune hi hai .

The waiter was serving the latte on Ishan's side when unfortunately the tray slipped from the waiter's hand and the hot coffee poured over Ishan's hand .

Ishan yelped in pain. An angry red patch is already forming on Ishan's hands . Squeezing his eyes shut , he clenched his teeth tightly and held his breath to subside the pain .

Shubman hastily stood up from his position and took him to the washroom to rinse his hands under water .

The cool water provided Ishan some relief but for a brief period of time .

Shubman examined Ishan's hand and asked him to come with him .

Ishan trailed behind Shubman who stopped in front of black sleek car and opened it to take something out .

If Ishan's hand wasn't turned and he was not on the verge of crying ,he would have stopped and mulled over the car .

Shubman came out from the car with small bottle

And a cotton pad in his hand .

He poured some of the liquid inside the bottle onto the cotton ."Give me your hand " ,

Saying that he carefully grabbed Ishan's hands and applied the medicine on the burned area but before he could spread it Ishaan withdrew his hand from Shubman's grasp .

" I didn't even touch it "

" Still it's hurting... "

" If you let it untreated now . It will become a major issue later "

Shubman tried to persuade him however Ishan wasn't having any of it . Finally after a few moments, Shubman had enough of it and forcefully grabbed his hand and applied the medicine.

Wincing at the burn on his hand , Ishan tried to remove his hand but all In drain .

"There you go. It's all good now " Shubman said

" Your pain tolerance is even lesser than children," Shubman remarked .

Ishan heard him say and leave his hand . The sudden lost of contact somehow for god damn reason made him feel a bit down but he was thankful atleast the torture of medicine was over and the unbearable pain subsided down .

" Get in the car Ishan , I will drop you at your home or we can go inside again . The café is quite good " Shubman suggested .

"Oh no no I can go on my own you don't need to go to the trouble to take me home " Ishan refused, Although he really wishes to sit inside the car and see its interiors but he can't just sit in someone's car .

Oh common he is not just someone. Ishan's subconscious voice echoed in his brain .

Shut up ! Ishan refuted his subconscious brain.

"Oh it's not a problem. "

" If you say so '' saying that he got inside the car and settled himself on the passenger seat . The rich smell of the car threw Ishan in a state of ecstasy as he really loved its smell .

From the corner of his eyes , Ishan saw shubman getting settled in the driver seat and reviving the engine as it came to life .

Ishan's eyes fell on Shubman's hand .

How long are his hands? Damn .

" Where do you live ? " Shubman questioned , his eyes stuck ahead at the windshield.

Ishan told him his address as the awkward silence again infused inside the car .

Ishan's eyes kept taking glances in Shubman's direction when his phone chimed in his pocket.

@dontyouknowitsMayank sent 9+ messages.

Puckering his lips , he wondered why that idiot was sending him this many messages; however , instead of replying, he ignored them and put the phone on silent .

Probably reels . I wonder if he gets paid to send reels with the amount of reels he sends in a day .

His eyes again went back to Shubman and a very insane part of his brain urged him to trace Shubman's jawline .

Gosh ishan you are becoming a pervert now .

Ishan immediately averted his gaze from Shubman to outside and the familiar streets of his apartment came into his vision.

Asking him to stop the car , Ishan gets out of the car before muttering a thank you .

He was about to enter his apartment when he heard Shubman calling him from behind .

Turning around , Ishan looked upon subhuman and his eyes laid on his phone in Shubman's hand.

Oh shit I forgot my phone . Stupid ishan .

"Here you forgot your phone In my car. "

Taking the phone Shubman's hand , he put it inside his pants while his cheeks burned in embarrassment.

"Thank you Shabnam "

"Huh?" Shubman was flabbergasted after hearing his name from Ishan.

"Oh sorry sorry Shubham " Ishan quickly corrected himself after saying his name wrong but even right now He was not sure whether he was correct or not .

By the looks of Shubman it was probably the former case .

Shit what must he be thinking about me?

" It's Shubman . "

Oh so his name is Shubman . I was quite close to getting the right answer but anyways.

" Ah . Your name is quite different but I won't forget it now "

Obviously . Ishan's subconscious mind said sarcastically.

" Good . You should remember your future Husband's name " Shubman said nonchalantly before walking away leaving a very shocked and speechless Ishan behind .

Ok what was that !?

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Author's note ;

I hope you guys enjoyed it <33

Ps: constructive criticism is always allowed. So if you see any mistakes. Feel free to correct me .