Mayank's head was pounding really bad when he woke up.

The memories of last night was hitting him like a truck.

Fuck he did not just acted like that.

He was glad that the stranger helped him out, yeah Abhishek. They became friends last night after the fiasco with Naman.

Well not complete friends mode because they kind of kissed and did some not just friend things. Abhishek didn't had sex with him though, he said Mayank was too drunk to initiate anything but then Mayank seduced him so they ended up making out a bit. Abhishek didn't let him go further even then. The boy was so nice to him.

Shit, Mayank really need to stop drinking. He can't let his drunk self make these awful decisions.

His train of thoughts came to an end when a sudden hand on his waist was pulling him closer to the male beside him.

Oh yeah, Abhishek brought him back to his hotel and when Abhishek was going back Mayank didn't let him.

Mayank stared at Abhishek's sleeping figure feeling embarrassed.

Abhishek would definitely had been weirded out but still he was such a gentleman to handle his annoying drunken state.

"Thanks for taking care of me." Mayank whispered to nobody while staring at his face.

The sun was hitting his face making his face glow even further.

Okay Mayank felt like a psycho to stare at him like that but Abhishek was so handsome. His face looked too angelic.

"Staring is creepy, you know?" Abhishek's sudden voice had Mayank jumping in surprise. Mayank could feel his face flush in embarrassment.

"Sorry, didn't meant to startle you." Abhishek chuckled while pulling Mayank closer by his waist.

"I was...just...umm...admiring the view," Mayank stammered.  He could feel his insides burning as Abhishek's hand felt heavy on his waist.

Why was he acting like a teenager in front his crush? He was an adult for fucks sake.

"The view huh? Well, I am flattered." Abhishek raised his eyebrows making Mayank's cheek turn red in embarrassment.

Why was he feeling so mushy? Mayank tried to control his heartbeat.

"You know you are pretty easy on the eyes too," Abhishek continued with a smirk playing on his lips.

"Stopp," Mayank whined.

"Why? Didn't you wanted me to act like this yesterday night? And even do more things than just talking," Abhishek snorted.

"Ughh I am sorry, I was just too much drunk. I didn't wanted to trouble you," Mayank said. Abhishek chuckled ruffling his hair.

"No need to apologize, just be more careful with your drinks when you are alone. What if I didn't came on time?"

"Yeah, about that I didn't thought my ex would just bash in the middle when I was with some other person. Thank you for helping me out,"

"It's okay, and wait give me your phone." Abhishek said getting up so he was sitting on the bed.

The blanket dropped off from his body revealing his chiseled abs. Damn his abs, Mayank wanted to lick them, wait stop Mayank. Don't be a pervert. Mayank mentally slapped himself and looked at Abhishek who was looking at him in amusement.

"Mayank"

"Y-yeah?" Why was he stuttering? 'Mayank get a hold of yourself' He cried internally.

"Your phone?" Abhishek grinned.

"Oh yeah, here" Mayank quickly gave him his phone.

"But why did you wanted it?" Mayank asked watching him as he opened the contact list.

"Saving my number in your phone. If your ex ever tried to trouble you, then just give me a call." Abhishek said handing him back his phone.

"Thanks," Mayank muttered taking his phone back.

"You know the drool on your face is making it awfully obvious of how you are ogling my body," Abhishek smirked.

"I-I am not ogling you!"  Mayank protested feeling extremely flustered.

"Surely you are not," Abhishek snickered flexing his muscles.

"Okay fine, but it's not like only I am the one staring at you. You are hard as well," Mayank eyed the bulge on Abhishek's pants.

"This is just morning wood. Everyone gets it sometimes," Abhishek shrugged not even trying to hide it.

"Do you want me to fix it?"

"What?"

"Do you want me to help you out?" Mayank's ears were red while he asked the bold question.

Abhishek stared at him for a second before pulling Mayank onto his lap. He roughly captured his lips while Mayank moaned against his mouth.

"I swear to god you have zero survival skills. You are hooking up with a stranger who is in your hotel, I can do anything to you. You are so naive," Abhishek huffed when they pulled away from the kiss.

"I am sure you would not hurt me. You could do it yesterday night when I was drunk. Besides you are not a stranger, the last time I hooked up with you in the club was when we were strangers. Now I know your name and number," Mayank said while shifting on his lap comfortably so their dicks were pressed together now.

"Yeah, you remember me?"

"Ofcourse. I mean I am not a stalker just so you know, it was a coincidence we met again in another bar. It's just your face is too good to be forgotten. I swear I am not a creep—" Mayank rambled but stopped when he felt Abhishek's hands inside his pants grabbing his hips.

"God you are so innocent. Only if you knew you aren't the one who is stalking," Abhishek muttered lowly.

"Huh?"

"I said less talking. You want to help me with my morning wood right? Then put your mouth into good use," Abhishek stroked him making Mayank swallow his further words.

And then Mayank was doing exactly that. He put his mouth into such a good use that left Abhishek speechless. Afterwards Abhishek made Mayank scream his name as well for the whole morning.

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When Ishan woke up from his slumber in the afternoon, he was alone.

It was good he didn't had to face Shubman. He was feeling too ashamed to even look at him. How can he just force Ishan to change clothes in front of him?

Ishan felt so powerless while he had to comply. He never felt this much defenseless ever in his life. Not when he had to work double or had to eat rubble early in his teen age. Even when he never had any family or friend he still was prideful of himself. But Shubman had to hurt his pride the only thing he was proud of. It made him so scared that this man can do any thing he want to without even batting an eyelash.

He could just kill Ishan just because he was having a bad day and wanted some relief. Nobody would know. He doesn't even have many friends as well and the ones he had would never come to know.

They don't even know now where he is since the last week.

They all would have asked Aditi and she would surely have an excuse ready.

And everyone would have  believed her. After all she was her only family.

Ishan wanted to go back.

He didn't even know why was he kept here? And for how long will he be here? Will Shubman ever let him go?

Ishan wanted to plan an escape but knowing the amount of guards in here plus the tight security system they would never let him escape.

There is no way he could escape. With a small huff he got off the bed. He doesn't even remember when he came back to his room. All he remember was crying his heart out in Shubman's shoulder and drifting off to sleep.

It was a bit weird to cry on his shoulder and feel good. No matter how bad he was he still never touched him wrongly.  Given that he was a homo.

Ishan sighed before going to the bathroom. A good bath to freshen him up so that he would feel better.

Shubman's shirt was slightly big on him and had almost covering the shorts he was wearing underneath.

Well the dude was 7 years older than him. He looked quite younger than him though.

'Okay why I am thinking about that bastard?' Ishan huffed slapping himself twice.

After he was done with freshening up he realised he was hungry. Nobody brought him food. Did they forgot about him?

Ishan walked out of the room to tell them bit was immediately stopped by one guard.

"You are not allowed to go out of the room till boss comes," The guard replied.

"But I am allowed to atleast go out, he can't just take away that pinch bit of freedom as well,"

"It's just for today. You are not allowed because boss is preparing something. So go back inside," The guard said closing the door on Ishan's face.

Ishan scowled sitting back on the bed. He hate Shubman. He hate the guards.  He hate this place. He hate everyone.

Only if he could get out of here.

Actually he could. Yeah, Ishan knows what to do.

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A/N - Okay so yashasvi jaiswal ne isbaar lunch mein england ke bowlers khaaye the kya?

Man literally proved he wouldn't let the bazball win from here so easily.

I mean maybe first test mein dikha hoga Virat bhaiya ke aane se pehle toh koi bhi run bna nahi sakta isliye bichara sab khud hi kr rha hai

Hoping for his double century tmr!! 💪✨️🇮🇳