(Ishan's dialogues will be in italics.
Shubman's dialogues will be in bold.)

Third person's pov

Ishan entered Shubman's office.
"You called me, sir?"
Shubman looked at Ishan awkwardly at the 'sir' but Ishan pretended not to notice. Shubman had always felt weird about Ishan calling him 'sir' but when he had mentioned the same to Ishan, Ishan had made sure to use it more, just to make him uncomfortable.
"Yeah, you're supposed to come to a party with me tomorrow."

Ishan gave Shubman a confused look.
"Party?"
"Well, it's like a corporate party, not an actual party. It's going to be boring as hell. You'll love it!"
"Rich snobby people in suits? No, thank you!"
"I wasn't asking sweetheart. I'm not suffering alone."
"Is it after work hours?"

"Well- Yes."
"Then you can't force me to come."
"I'll pay you for over time."
"Nope!"
"FINE! I'll just ask Tanya to be my date then. You remember Tanya?"
Shubman asked tauntingly.
"Do whatever you want."
Ishan left giving Shubman an angry look. Shubman sighed at Ishan's stubborness.

Ishan on the other hand burned in jealousy. He should've just said yes, but once Shubman mentioned Tanya, Ishan's jealousy overtook him and he couldn't go back on his words anymore. If Shubman was so desperate to take Tanya, then he could do just that. The next day, Ishan ignored Shubman.
He went home early that day as he didn't have much work to do and he did not want to even accidently run into Tanya.

Ishan was just sulking at home watching a sappy movie when the bell rang. When Ishan opened the door it was a delivery guy, which was weird because Ishan hadn't ordered anything. "Ishan Kishan?"
"Yes?"
The guy handed Ishan the bag and left. When Ishan opened the bag there was an expensive looking suit inside with a note saying, 'Please come, I'll be waiting outside your house <3'.

Ishan smiled at Shubman's terrible handwriting but quickly got dressed and made his way outside. Ishan sat in the car and glanced at Shubman sitting in the driver's seat. Shubman looked absolutely amazing in a tux, but Ishan didn't mention it.
"You look so good... in the suit. I picked out the right one."
Ishan just nodded a little cockily.
The drive to the venue was silent, not uncomfortable but silent.

This was all too new for them and they didn't know what to say, where to start. When they reached the venue, Ishan was about to get out when Shubman stopped him.
"You were right... I did have an ulterior motive for hiring you."
"I knew it!! What was it?"
Ishan answered a bit annoyed.
"You stole something from me and I had been wanting it back all this time, but I don't anymore."

"I gave you back your wallet, but you didn't accept it! Why are you so confusing?"
"I'm not talking about my wallet."
Ishan looked at Shubman confused and then narrowed his eyes at him.
"If you have forgotten I did NOT take your locket. It was Tanya and she gave it back to you, if you don't have it, you must've left it at her place again-"

Shubman removed his locket from within his shirt and held it up, showing it to Ishan.
"I'm not talking about the locket."
"Then what is it?"
Shubman instead of answering just kept staring at Ishan, until Ishan was fed up and was about to start whining, when Shubman got out of the car.
"Come on we're getting late!"

Ishan was completely annoyed with Shubman but didn't have any other choice than to follow him. They made their way inside the huge hall, which was filled with people all dressed in fancy clothes. Shubman had interacted with a few rich businessmen, while Ishan just followed him around feeling out of place. Shubman had tried to make Ishan feel included by introducing him to everyone, but that didn't seem to work.

So Shubman instead took Ishan to the side and stepped closer to Ishan. Their faces were so close to each others that their lips almost touched and Ishan closes his eyes as his breathing got heavy. Shubman smirked slightly at his reaction and leaned against his ear instead and lowly whispered.
"Dance with me."
Ishan's eyes instantly snapped open and he looked at Shubman wide eyed before eyeing his surroundings.

"But nobody else is dancing Shubman."
Shubman smiled at Ishan calling him by his name, but didn't point it out.
"So? I want to dance with you."
Ishan tried to protest but he didn't have any excuses to give so he just nodded. Shubman gave Ishan a big grin, popping his dimples and took Ishan's hand in his, guiding them to the middle.

Shubman's hands made their way around Ishan's waist, while Ishan circled his arms around Shubman's neck and they started slowly swaying to the music. Ishan didn't care about his surroundings anymore as he stood there with Shubman in his arms.
"What did I steal?"
Ishan asked finally as he had been wondering about it this whole time.

Shubman's hands suddenly dropped from Ishan's waist and Ishan dropped his hands as well, stepping back confused. Shubman removed his locket and then wrapped it around Ishan's neck, making Ishan wear it.
"You stole my heart. It's only fitting for you to keep my locket aswell."
"You don't want it back?"
"The locket?"
Ishan shook his head at that.

"No, your heart."
"No. I want something else in return though."
"What?"
"I want your heart."
"We shouldn't-"
"You said that I was from the perfect paradise, and that you were living on the darker side, well you're not living on the dark side anymore. You joined college, you changed your life around."

Shubman said placing his hands around Ishan's waist again, pulling him closer and they started slowly swaying to the music again. Ishan eyed Shubman with wide eyes.
"It was you wasn't it?"
"Hmm?"
"You were the one that got me the scholarship? I always thought it was weird how I had applied to a different college, but got into a different one."

"Well it's not my fault you applied for a scholarship to the shittiest college ever."
"Hey! I wasn't even sure I was going to get into that."
Shubman just rolled his eyes but chuckled at him.
"So you were probably the one who paid my father's hospital bills aswell? And probably paid my younger brother's school fees?"

Shubman just gave a cheeky look to Ishan and Ishan sighed, rolling his eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Shubman just shrugged and Ishan sighed again.
"I kinda guessed anyways, we didn't have an insurance for the hospital to cover the bills and the school fees payment by the government for poor kids..."
"How is your dad doing now?"
Shubman asked trying to change the topic.
"He's much better now."

Shubman nodded smiling at Ishan, which Ishan returned and they continued to dance.
"Thank you Shub, for everything."
"Don't mention it."
When the song ended and they looked around, they realized a lot of other people had joined them for dancing aswell. Shubman took Ishan's hand and after saying a few goodbyes, Shubman drove Ishan home.

"Goodnight Ish"
"Goodnight"
They smiled at each other and Ishan turned to open the door but then stopped.
"Shubman"
"Yes?"
"I'll give it to you."
"Give what?"
Shubman asked a little confused.
"My heart."

They smiled at each other in content, before Shubman leaned in and attached his lips with Ishan's, capturing them in a kiss.

The End.
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