Rohit Sharma , 35 year old, mafia boss woke up at a sniffling sound.

"Vi, kya huya hay baby? Ro kyu raha hay?"

His voice lashed with concern as he saw the love of his life, his husband Virat sobbing uncontrollably.

"Vi, please mujhe bata kaha takleef ho rahi hay?"
He tried again while pulling the crying man into his embrace.

"R-Ro , dekh Sky ko baby huya hay, un logo ne post kiya hay. Kitta cute hay."

Rohit saw the post and instantly a smile formed.

"Haa cute to hay. Kal milne chalenge."

Virat nodded meekly while fondly watching the Rohit's smile.

Rohit loves babies as does he.

But, alas!

There own ones are already grown up and everything but cute.

They had a son

Shubman.

He is just ruthless and expressionless even at the age of 15.

"Ro!"
Virat said softly.

Rohit looked up to his mate.

"Shubman  kitna jaldi bara ho haye na? Kas hamara vi ek chota sa bachha hota, cute sa."

Rohit's heart ached. Not as desperately as Virat , but he would love to have a little one to spoil and pamper.

He pulled Virat in his embrace and started soothing his back.

"Koi nehi vi kal tujhe shopping karne jana hay na , chal so jaa abhi."

There's one thing Virat absolutely loves, that is buying baby products. They don't have a baby in house so what they have money bitches.

"To keya kal may iss area ke ja sakta hoon?"

Virat's eyes sparkled.

Rohit greated his teeth. He doesn't wamt vi to go out of his area as danger can happen but right now  he can't say no to Virat so he just nodded reluctantly.

Virat came to shopping the next day and started shopping wholeheartedly.

"Woahh benstokes ye kapde kitne cute hay. Ek kam karo pura store pack kar do. No once else should have them."

After buying whole two stores he finally started to leave while whispering a tune but stopped when his ears perked up at a soft cry.

Looks like a baby's whimper.

Virat intantly used his vampire ears to hear clearly. It's indeed a baby's cry.

Following the sound Virat reached to a small , dirty alley and the scene there broke his heart.

A little baby was sitting in dirt crying softly.

His whole face was red from crying.

Virat immediately picked the baby up making his gasp.

Virat cooed loudly.

The baby had stopped crying and was looking at him with doe eyes.

How cute!

"Baby what are doing here?"

Virat asked while booping his nose softly.

The baby squealed cutely.

Mumma dun wan Ishu. Mumma lef.

The baby's eyes glistend again.

Virat was bewildered.

How can a mother leave her little baby like that.

He instantly made a decision. He is gonna take the baby with him.

"Apka naam keya hay bubu?"

Virat asked softly while rocking the little figure in his hands.

Ish-Ishan

"Awww such a cute name. Aap kitte saal ke ho?"

Ishu ishh thwee.

Ishan showed his four chubby fingures.

Virat laughed at his cuteness. The baby already started to fall asleep in his motherly warmth.

"Looks like you are tired from all the cryings, huh!"

The guards of the mansion started whispering as they saw their queen entering in with a baby, in his hands.

Virat placed the baby on bed and started preparing a bath for him. Good thing they already had enough baby stuffs in house.

Rohit frowned while entering the mansion as he heard everyone whispering about a baby.

His frown deepend. He doesn't remember having a baby in house.

Koi bahar ka ghua aya hay keya?

He was ready to throw the baby out but his whole wrold stopped at the moment he entered into his room and met with the best view of his life.....

P.S: Started a new story.

Will complete the earlier one too.

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Okay so , I should have cleared it earlier. It's absolutely my fault that I haven't.

This plot is not mine. It is influenced by
yyyuehyyyie story which is in taekook version.

And not only her , I have read a countless stories on this plot so don't know how can I make something very new. Yeah , but the 1st chapter is influenced by her story.

At 1st I decided not to change the plot but now I am changing it.

This is a very well-known polt of Ishman fanfics. Everyone knows what's gonna happen.