"No way you have already done so much for me."

"I am not going to have no for an answer, and it's final."

"But abhi—"

"Shh, I am already tired from the flight. Come let me show you your room,"

Mayank pouted but followed Abhishek.

He didn't wanted to be more of a burden for Abhishek. The guy always goes above and beyond for him. With the way he stood for Mayank in front of his father and now giving him a place to stay.

"This will be your room. Mine is just around the corner so you can come whenever you need anything." Abhishek pointed at his room.

Mayank nodded his head.

"I will go and change, you can also change. There are some spare clothes of mine in the closet, I am sure they will fit you. We can go to shopping later on." Abhishek said pointing at the walk in closet.

"No way...listen I am going to find a job and then I will take care of everything else by myself so don—"

Abhishek put a finger on Mayank's lips shushing him.

"As much I love to listen you talk but I am not gonna let you run your pretty mouth on this topic." Abhishek said petting his head.

Mayank blushed at the closeness and pushed him.

"Look at your face all going red sweetie, you have to get used to it now." Abhishek whispered pecking his cheek.

Mayank's heart skipped a beat but then he realised something.

"Abhi I want to talk,"

"We are already talking sweetie."

"No please, I am serious. What are we doing? I want to clear everything before I think of us something else."

Abhishek blinked and then realized what was he referring to.

"You are confused about all this right? I am sorry for not being clear from the starting." Abhishek whispered taking Mayank's hand.

Mayank hummed staring at their joined hands.

"I didn't lied when I told your father I like you sweetie, I know I might have confused you without giving a specific answer to you. Infact the last time you wanted to give a name to our relationship as a friendship I just pushed you away. I am sorry but I really couldn't  bear to be your just friend or a hook up, I wanted to be more than that and instead of telling you about it I just lashed out onto you and drove you away from myself."

"It's oka-"

"No it's not okay, stop being so forgiving baby. I was such a selfish person, I couldn't watch you getting married so I broke your engagement. Because of me your father hates you,"

"It's not your fault Abhi. The truth would have came out sooner or later. And atleast a good thing, I am saved from that marriage. I do feel bad for Sara but you know they turned the news of our engagement into the news of making Sara the next heir of Tendulkar textiles so she also unintentionally got what she wanted."

"That wasn't an unintentional thing, I told them to do this. I was a little bit of guilty for taking you away from her so I gave her what she had been wanting since a while, she will be happy now." Abhishek grinned slowly stroking the back of his palm with his thumb.

Mayank shuddered but didn't pulled away. He was liking the way Abhishek was reassuring him.

"Thank you," He gave a small smile to Abhishek.

"You don't have to thank me darling. Also to your initial question, I really like you Mayank, maybe even love you. That's why I am going to court you, make you my boyfriend. Will you allow me sweetie?"

"You want to court me?" Mayank gasped.

"Yeah might sound like an old 90's thing but I don't want to force you to be mine. I am sure my charm is enough to make you say yes."

"Don't be so cocky now son," A voice jolted both of them.

Abhishek yelped turning around only to find his father standing near the doorway.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Abhishek huffed.

"I just came to see if you guys need anything or not because it had been a long flight you know." Mr Sharma grinned.

"The only thing we need right now is some privacy so if you pleaseeee," Abhishek glared at his father who rolled his eyes.

"Fine fine, enjoy your time with your lover. Maa baap ki kisiko padi hi kaha hai," Mr Sharma taunted while walking out of the room.

[Who cares for their parents nowadays?]

"I am sorry, my dad sometimes gets way too friendly." Abhishek sighed.

"Don't be, uncle got the charm." Mayank chuckled.

"Oh yeah, more than me?"

"A lot more than you," Mayank snickered.

"So I am being defeated by my own father now? That's not fair. Now I think I should pull up my game,"

"And how are you going to do that?"

Abhishek smirked at the challenging tone and stepped closer. Mayank looked at him not backing down.

Abhishek leaned in, his breath hot against Mayank's cheek, causing a shiver to run down his spine.

"Like this," he whispered before capturing Mayank's lips in a gentle yet passionate kiss.

Mayank's heart fluttered as he melted into the kiss, it wasn't a lustful kind of kiss, rather a sweet and gentle kiss where they both just moved their lips with Abhishek lightly sucking onto his lips.

As they pulled away, Mayank looked into Abhishek's eyes, seeing nothing but love and sincerity reflected back at him.

"I think you have already won the game," Mayank said softly.

"Not yet sweetie, I have just started it. Just wait and watch all the things I am going to do for you."

Mayank smiled pulling Abhishek into a hug. Abhishek was taken aback for a second but then wrapped his arms around Mayank and slowly caressed him.

---

"You are not lying right?"

"Not at all bhagyawan, see I even clicked a photo of them kissing." Mr Sharma showed the photo he clicked sneakily to his wife.

She grinned pecking his cheek making Mr Sharma widen his eyes.

"I was right about him being our future son in law yaay," She squealed.

Mr Sharma were still in a daze.

"What happened? Suno jii kya ho gya aapko? Ese boot ban kar kyu khade ho?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

[Hubby what happened? Why are you standing like a statue?]

"I- you- me- aah,"

"What are you saying? Speak in human language."

"Y-you kissed me,"

"So? aren't you my husband? Now I can't even kiss you?"

"No no no wifey ofcourse you can. Infact I wasn't ready at first so do it again now."

"No, I already did. Go away now, I have too much work." She replied.

"Please...one more kissy"

"Go away I have to cook some delicious food right now."

"Please darling just one, one only pleasee,"

"Don't disturb me. You got me only one picture so only one kiss, now shoo."

Mr Sharma pouted looking at her wife.

"Okay fine, go and get one more picture then sirf gaal par nahi dungi." She muttered walking towards the fridge.

[Then the kiss won't be only on cheek]

"Yaay ab toh unke sex ki photo laaunga direct," Mr Sharma squealed punching the air.

[Yaay now I am going to bring photo of  their intimate moment direct]

Mrs Sharma shook her head focusing onto making the dinner.

"Silly dork,"

---

"Shh shubi it's okay,"

"No it isn't, Ishan hate me." Shubman hicupped while continuing to cry in Virat's embrace.

"He is just still not over the past. Give him some time it will be okay," Virat patted his back.

"B-but he is barely listening to me. He doesn't even eat anything and now after the stitches on his stomach, he is opening them intentionally again and again. He is hurting himself and won't stop until I let him go,"

"Then let him go,"

Shubman furrowed his eyebrows looking at Virat with tearful eyes.

"Do you think he would ever listen to you if you keep him trapped like this? Ishan isn't wrong here Shub, you need to understand that. Surely he doesn't know your side of story but you can't just force him, it will make him hate you more."

"I don't want to lose him again. I am sure he would never come back if I let go off him now," Shubman mewled burying his face on Virat's neck who sighed while petting his hair.

"I am not saying to let go off him permanently Shub, just give him his freedom. Let him go back but then try to apologize in a better way. You need to grovel like how a normal person does,"

"Will Ishan forgive me then?"

"Trust me he will, how can someone ever stay angry at this cute face for long huh?" Virat chuckled pecking his forehead.

"Pakka na? It will work out? I don't want to end up like before,"
[Are you sure?]

"You won't Shubman now stop procrastinating and please smile. If anyone looks at you like this boss then your terror will be finished." Virat said patting his cheek repeatedly until Shubman gave a small smile.

---

"Why the sudden change of heart?" Ishan looked at Shubman skeptically.

"I am letting you go, why are you still suspicious?"

"I don't know Shubman maybe because  you aren't the person I can ever trust?" Ishan rolled his eyes.

"Your wish then, I am letting you go tomorrow. Your flight will be 9 am—"

"Wait dumbass, I don't have any passport or visa or anything for identification. I didn't came prepared." Ishan scoffed.

"You will be going in my private jet so you don't have to worry about that Ish, and you can pack any clothes or anything you want to keep with yourself."

"Trust me I really don't want to keep anything, if I could walk naked then I would have never even wore your clothes ever." Ishan replied with a lopsided grin.

Shubman nodded his head.

"Okay, come."

"Where?"

"To my mansion, you will be spending tonight with me there. Then in the morning I will take you to airport."

"Why spend the night there? We can do it here too naa, oh wait cameras and stuff. You must want privacy, okay okay let's go."

"I didn't meant it l—"

"Oh please I know it very well, come on its okay. Atleast after this I will be able to go back, I don't care. Do you top or bottom? I am a very well experienced top but you like my ass right? I am a butt virgin so will it be okay? I can give you a great handjob too, I have masturbated quite a few times and oh I am a specialist at kisses after all someone taught me to kiss when I was just 13," Ishan grinned. Shubman didn't said anybut just looked down at the ground.

"Within 5 minutes just come downstairs," Shubman replied and without hearing Ishan's reply just walked out of the room.

"Sir we— wait Shub are you crying?" Rohit gasped pulling Shubman into a hug. Shubman cried wetting Rohit's shoulder.

"Shh don't worry shub, ese nahi rote sab thik ho jayega." Rohit muttered petting.

[Don't cry, everything will be fine]

"Vahi toh dikkat hai bhaiya, kuch thik hone ko bacha hi nahi."

[That's the problem bhaiya, nothing is left to fix]

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A/N - I think you guys forgot that the authors who write the story are not robot. They have feelings too. They have a life outside of wattpad too.

I don't want to overreact but please atleast don't curse at me on dm and be so rude to me just because I am not updating.

I try to update as soon as I can but I am not a robot.

Please guys agar nahi hota wait toh rehne do but ese maa bhen ki gaali dena zruri h kya? Mzak nahi hota vo