A/N - Sorry for not updating since last two days...I was not well, I ain't well rn as well but eh I couldn't stop myself from using wattpad. The updates will not be regular till i get well.

Also as peeps are getting confused over what is past and present, Imma mention it on top from now on.

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Flashback

Ishan was cute. He was sweet, a little naughty, always caring for others and too good for his own good.

Probably those were the reasons why Shubman liked being around him.

Every person he has ever met were nothing but selfish assholes. Even his own parents, leaving their children alone just to earn money. That too, they couldn't do it, so they were ready to use their own daughter for the sake of money.

The only person who truly loved Shubman and cared for him without having expectations in return was his sister.

And now, in Ishan, Shubman could see the innocence, which his sister held.

That's why Shubman was okay with having Ishan around him.

But then again his habit of acting mature pushed Ishan away. He didn't know Ishan would get so upset by knowing his parents were no more alive. Shubman was okay when he got to know about it. He thought Ishan would also be okay.

But the 4 years old child couldn't take it well and didn't came back till 2 weeks.

After two weeks when Ishan finally hugged him and slept in his arms, he refused to talk with him just after he woke up. As if remembering why he was angry with him.

Shubman tried to talk with him but Ishan was so good at giving the cold shoulder treatment. He was barely 4 years old but the amount of attitude he held inside his small body, truly sickening.

"Fine, it isn't like I am dying to have your attention." Shubman whispered to himself. It was currently dinner time and Ishan like always came to his bed to eat his dinner. Shubman also followed him in hope Ishan would atleast notice him.

But he didn't.

Even during the bedtime story book distribution Shubman deliberately walked towards the pile of books at last knowing all the books would be taken away by then.

This time Ishan didn't came to share his book with Shubman. Instead he went to another boy who also couldn't get the story book.

Shubman just glared daggers at them before sleeping early. If Ishan doesn't want to be his friend then he wasn't also dying as well.

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Shubman couldn't sleep. He could feel a nagging sound near him making him groan loudly in the middle of night. It was probably after midnight, he grunted before looking down to where the sound was coming from.

The lights were off of the bedroom, and everyone else were also probably asleep, Shubman climbed down only to see Ishan curled up on his bed sobbing hardly.

"Ishan? What happened Ishan?" Shubman murmured pulling Ishan up. He gasped realising Ishan was wet. From his hair to his feet the boy was all wet, shivering a bit while crying.

Shubman quickly picked him taking him inside the bathroom. He helped the crying boy get out of his wet clothes and dried his body with the towel.

"Ishan stop crying, tell me what happened?"

Ishan sobbed holding the towel tightly around his body.

"Mr c-cr-croc," He cried.

"Mr Croc? What happened to Mr Croc?" Shubman asked hugging him and patting his back.

Ishan pushed his face into Shubman's chest wailing loudly.

"Shh it's okay Ishan, tell me what happened please." Shubman said petting his still wet hair.

"They drowned Mr Croc in the lake, they pushed me too. I got out but Mr Croc died." Ishan cried holding the hem of Shubman's shirt with his chubby cheeks.

"Hey its okay! Mr Croc is okay. He is not dead, I will save Mr Croc." Shubman said petting him.

"Mr Croc drowned, he can't be saved." Ishan whimpered.

"He can, I promise I will get you Mr Croc back. But you have to stop crying first," Shubman said and just in a blink of eye Ishan stopped crying staring at Shubman with his wide doe eyes.

Shubman smiled pulling the towel off his body and helping him wear dry clothes.

He then took him back to their bed and pulled the blanket on top of Ishan's body.

"Sleep like a good boy and when you will wake up, you will have  your Mr Crocodile beside you." Shubman said.

"But I can't sleep without Mr Croc," Ishan whispered.

Shubman sighed and looked up. He quickly pulled his pillow and put it beside Ishan.

"Have this till Mr Croc comes back. But sleep otherwise Mr Croc won't come back." He said and Ishan instantly closed his eyes cuddling Shubman's pillow.

Shubman chuckled pecking his forehead before walking out of the room. He walked in the corridors getting out of the building. The guard was sleeping on the chair.

Ofcourse the kids will easily sneak out of the building at night if this is the security level.

Shubman scoffed running towards the small lake. The crocodile stuff toy was floating in the middle.

Shubman jumped in the lake, swimming towards the stuff toy. It was a bit difficult because Shubman himself didn't know swimming but he concentrated on floating and staying up. He won't drown, his sister told him, if he ever felt like drowning he just have to stop moving and the water will float him above surface by itself. He know the tips, so he won't drown.

That's how Shubman easily pulled the toy out of the lake and swam out of the lake. The water was cold, Shubman felt like shivering but he ignored the chills as he rushed back inside.

Before settling himself to the bed he put the stuff toy beside Ishan. And slipped himself inside his covers.

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Ishan woke up quite late. He stirred in his sleep waking up only to get eye to eye level with his Mr Crocodile.

He gasped pulling the toy in his arms. He hugged his stuff toy tightly while kissing it all over.

"Mr Croc you are alive, I knew it! You won't leave me ever." He grinned jumping on his bed.

After putting Mr Crocodile to sleep on the bed Ishan looked around for Shubman. The boy was nowhere to be seen. Ishan waddled out of the bedroom while searching for Shubman.

When he couldn't find him he sighed going to the warden's room to ask for Shubman.

He pushed open the door only to find the warden scolding Shubman along with the three bhaiya who bullied him yesterday night, standing on their knees with theur hands up.

"And don't take this to heart. You did good by helping the lad but you shouldn't have gone out there at night. What if something happened to you? You could drown-"

"They threw a 4 year old child in the lake. He could have drowned." Shubman scoffed.

"Look, what they did was wrong and they are going to be punished for that. I am going to make them clean the bathrooms and toilets and no breakfast for them but next time just come to us instead of jumping just tell us. You all are our responsibility."

"Fine but keep the punishment a bit more stern it is nothing." Shubman murmured.

"Kid don't push your boundaries. We know very well how to teach them. S—"

"Miss," Ishan said getting inside the room.

"Ishan, how are you baby? I just saw through cctv how the bhaiyas troubled you. Are you okay?" She asked walking towards Ishan and picking up the small child in her arms.

"I am fine, but I think Mr Croc got fever." Ishan pouted making the warden coo at his adorable nature.

"Don't worry we will take care of Mr Crocodile. I want to know about you bacha, are you okay?" She asked and Ishan nodded his head.

"Yeah I am good, bhaiya helped me." Ishan grinned pointing at Shubman.

"Yeah the only good thing he has done since he came." The warden sighed.

Ishan furrowed his eyebrows. Does she hate the guy? She didn't even appreciated him.

"I will treat you with ice cream after breakfast okay. Just forgive these bhaiyas but if they do anything like this again then you can come and tell me." She said petting his back.

"I will but Mr Croc would never forgive them. They nearly killed Mr Croc," Ishan frowned

"But Mr croc is fine now and it's okay if he doesn't forgive them but will you forgive them Ishan?"

Ishan nodded his head chewing on his thumb as the warden smiled and pecked his nose.

"Come on let's get you the treat now," She cooed booping his nose and Ishan cheered excitedly.

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Shubman sighed flopping onto Ishan's bed. He was feeling lazy to climb up to his own bed. And besides he gave his pillow to Ishan last night so the least the kid could do is allow Shubman to relax for a bit.

He looked at Mr Crocodile tucked in the mattress with the pillows beside him as if the stuff toy was a human baby who could fall over.

Ishan was really fond of this toy. What was even so good in it? And did he seriously had to go fond for a Crocodile stuff toy. He could have chosen something more good, like the bear toy he had or the action kamen or even the marvel heroes.

Out of all the amazing toys the guy had, he went for a mere crocodile.

"What are you doing here?" Ishan's voice jolted him. The boy was grinning widely while slurping the small 10rs cone .

"Relaxing," Shubman shrugged and Ishan hummed sitting beside him.

"You are not going to tell me to leave from your bed?" Shubman raised his eyebrows. He had already made a mental list of all the things he would say when Ishan would be asking him to leave.

"You saved Mr Croc so you can stay on Mr Croc's side as he think you are his friend front now on" Ishan muttered licking his ice cream.

"And yours? I am your and Mr Crocodile's friend right?" Shubman raised his eyebrows.

"Nuhh you killed my parents I am not your friend." Ishan shook his head.

"What the heck? When did I killed your parents? I don't even know them."

"You told me they died, so you killed them." Ishan humphed looking away from Shubman.

"Dumbo, is your brain in your ass?" Shubman scoffed.

"Ass?"

Oh shit. Ishan was still a kid and innocent. How would he know the word?

"Leave it, what I am saying is I did not killed your parents and I am not lying. I just told you the truth and you overreacted." Shubman murmured.

"You made me sad by telling my parents are no more. I will not be your friend." Ishan scowled pulling Mr Croc away from Shubman and into his arms.

Shubman sighed getting up from the bed. The kid still doesn't wanna be his friend. Fine.

"You want a bite?" Ishan muttered pushing the cone towards him.

"You are going to share your ice cream with me? You never share ice cream with anyone ever," Shubman muttered taken aback for a second.

"Mr Croc is sharing his portion with you. This icecream is for me and him both, you saved Mr Croc so he is sharing his side with you." Ishan shrugged holding out the cone towards Shubman.

Shubman smiled taking a small lick and giving it back to Ishan.

Ishan shared his ice cream with him. The boy who would never let anyone touch his ice cream gave him a bite from his ice cream.

He even made Mr Crocodile his friend. The boy is not ignoring him as well. So indirectly he was his friend.

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Present

"Ishan wake up," Shubman said trying to wake up the sleeping male in his arms. Ishan mewled trying to sleep a bit more.

"If you want to be in my arms just say so," Shubman smirked as Ishan's eyes shot open realising he was latching himself onto Shubman.

"You— wait where are we?" Ishan scowled looking around.

"Amusement park," Shubman shrugged.

"This late? How could it be open at this time?" Ishan murmured watching how the lifhts were still open.

"I rented it for tonight, it will be open for as long as we want it to be." Shubman said taking Ishan's hand and pulling him inside the park.

"Y-you rented the whole park?"

"And mama and Dada loved to take me to amusement parks as well. You know Shubi the line to roller-coaster would be the longest and would take us atleast an hour to ride it." The 10 year old Ishan said.

"I will buy an amusement park when I will get big so you will never have to wait in lines ever Ish,"

"Really?"

"Ofcourse I can do anything for you."

"Ishan- ISHAN,"

"Huh," Ishan looked at Shubman.

"What were you thinking? I was calling out for you." Shubman raised his eyebrows.

"N-Nothing, what were you saying?" Ishan blinked.

"Which ride you want to start it first?" Shubman hummed.

"Shubman, why did you rented a whole amusement park?" Ishan asked instead.

"Because you said you wanted to go out and I ahd you cooped up in my office, so you can enjoy now. I have all the stores open as well, we can have ice cream or anything you want to–"

Shubman stopped when Ishan started crying.

"Hey why are you crying? Did I do something wrong? We don't have to be here if you don't want to. Do you want to watch a movie instead?" Shubman rambled not liking the tears on Ishan's face.

Ishan sniffled and looked at Shubman for a second before pulling the guy in his arms.

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A/N - You all dunno the meaning of Tingdu deng...it's just basically slang word like yk Dangar jeha, Lontha, Tingdu, Chotu, Kangdi pehelwan and so on words our families use to describe us.

Last chap mein chotu Ishan dikhaya so iss chap mein tingdu Shubman, the 10 year old mature baby,

And the height difference among the two lads is ki Shubman ki waist line se hlka sa neeche Ishan aata hai because he is 4 years old.

Aaj k liye itna hi...hopefully next update jldi miljaayega tum logon ko