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Untangling himself from Shubman's arms when he was asleep had to be the most difficult thing Ishan had ever done.

Shubman had such a strong grip over Ishan's body that Ishan was unable to move even a single bit.

And it was all because of Shubman's strength and had nothing to do with his own unwillingness to get away. No he was not at all feeling sad for the loss of warmth.

But as much as he liked the warmth he was feeling suffocated as well. He felt guilty for being so close to Shubman after the talk with Mr Gill.

Atleast Mr Gill didn't suspected Shubman to be homosexual as well. He just knew Ishan is gay and could influence his best friend as well if he continued to be with him all the time.

He felt guilty for lying that Shubman is just his friend but he can't let Mr Gill know the truth as well.

What will he do to Shubman if he knew about him?

He didn't cared for his own integrity. Everyone on social media were calling him the same.

What difference would it make if one more person said the same thing?

But Shubman is not getting the hate and Ishan would like it to stay that way only. Why let him experience the same thing Ishan had already experienced?

If Mr Gill found out the truth about their relationship, Ishan feared the consequences for Shubman.

He just want to protect Shubman, the world can be cruel sometimes.

Sighing Ishan slightly pushed the door and went out of the room.

He just want some fresh air. Being in the same room with Shubman was getting suffocating after all the things messing up his mind.

"Look like you are getting well accustomed to the house,"

Mr Gill's voice jolted him. Ishan squealed turning around to find him standing beside the door with an amused smile on his face.

"Uncle, oh it's you." Ishan sighed putting a hand over his chest.

"Yes its my house so I guess I can walk around?"

"Uh yeah, I didn't meant in that way, I was just surprised to see you here at this time. I thought you would be sleeping,"

"Beta ye baat toh mujhe bolni chahiye. Itni raat ko ese ghumna, mujhe toh gas ki problem thi isliye ghum rha tha vrna iss time pr ese bahar hum log nikalte nii. Especially agar kisi aur ke ghar mein ho toh,"

[I should be asking this question instead beta. Walking around this late, I have gas problem that's why I was strolling but if I was good then I would have never wandered out this late, especially when I am in someone else's house.]

"I just felt not good, so I thought to stroll a bit to get fresh air." Ishan pursed his lips.

"Who am I to question you now? You are a bit too modern but I suppose this is how the younger generation is? I am glad Shubman still holds onto our roots, our traditions," Mr Gill chuckled.

"Unc—" Ishan started but was interrupted by Mr Gill.

"Wait what happened to your neck?" Mr Gill pulled his collar down to see many hickeys lathered down his chest.

'Fuck fuck fuck' Ishan mentally facepalmed. Why did he had to wear a loose t shirt of Shubman for night?

"Uhm it's not what it looks like un–"

"I might be an old school but not too much of an idiot to not realize what it is. You were with another friend before Shubman took you in our house right?"

Ishan nodded his head.

"Look I don't care what you do with your friends but don't you have an ounce bit of self respect? Your family disowned you and you are just whoring around without any shame?"

Ishan looked at Mr Gill whose face morphed into a look of disgust.

"Listen Ishan stop misusing my son's kindness. He literally helped you otherwise you would have founded yourself on streets instead. Does he know how unbothered you are with everything and acting like a hoe?"

"Please don't use that language, I am not a hoe" Ishan's lower lip wobbled.

'It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. He is Shubman's dad, he would only want the best for him.'

"Look at you talking back with me. Is this how you talk with your elders? The western culture disgusts me. Atleast have a bit of integrity. If I would have been in your place I would have never talked back with my elders let alone the ones who had treated me so nicely even after those shameful deeds," Mr Gill scoffed.

Ishan looked down at his feet. Is he nothing more than a burden for everyone?

Shubman's family were just being kind to him because they pitied him.

But now Mr Gill is telling him the truth, what he think about him, what the whole world think about him.

Mr Gill were right. He is a whore.

Because look at him, trying to find his happily ever after with Shubman just after Shubman took him in his house out of pity.

He is nothing but a weight which will drag down Shubman as well if he continued to be with him.

Ishan used to tell hinself he will never be defined by the opinion of others but Mr Gill's words were like a punch to his gut. An eye opener.

His own family just tossed him out like that.

They don't even want to associate themselves with Ishan. If his own family doesn't want him then who would even want him?

All the self doubt which he had tried so hard to lock inside, threatened to consume him now.

The constant profanities which Mr Gill were using right now as well, were not helping either.

"And If I were you then I would not be standing here for a minute longer and would have left, if a bit of self respect was still left in me," Mr Gill said at last before walking back to his room.

Ishan didn't bothered to look up, he was too busy in managing the inner conflict his thoughts were having. He didn't even grasped on the rest of the things Mr Gill had said.

The inner turmoil was eating him out.

Mr Gill is right. If he still has some self respect left, he wouldn't be staying here any longer.

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Ishan didn't even noticed where he was wandering.

Walking at an unknown place at 1 am was definitely not a smart thing.

The weather was cold but the thoughts which were swirling inside his mind didn't even let him think about anything else. Not even his surroundings.

He had lost track of time and direction a long ago.

Every step he took felt aimless.

He wouldn't be surprised if he had been walking in circle since the past hour.

The weight of his thoughts dragged him down further into darkness, both metaphorically and literally.

And then suddenly there was a snap and Ishan laid down on the ground unconscious.

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Shubman had fantasized about watching Ishan's beautiful face when he will wake up, the whole night. But when he actually woke up he couldn't find Ishan.

At first he thought Ishan would be downstairs or with Shahneel.

But after half an hour when both Shahneel and Shubman had searched the whole house and Ishan was nowhere, Shubman unlocked his ohone to call ishan.

But then there was already a text from Ishan, it was sent at 12:30 am. Ishan had thanked Shubman for the hospitality and said to not worry for him.

It was weird. But you know what was more weird.

When Shubman tried to call Ishan, he couldn't call.

Because Ishan had blocked Shubman. 

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My cutie patooties I love you all.

You know many of you guys messaged me telling this is the first Shubish book to get 100k reads.

I mean the chapters are also almost 60 so 😅😅

But still I am so happy for 100k reads ...like I never expected to get this much reach 😭😭😭

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