Love? | (Ishman fanfic)

Ch- Bruise

Author's Pov

Shubman Gill and Ishan Kishan, The duo the whole country is adoring right now. They are best friends. They are always together.

Matter while practicing or in the hotel, they are always together. They never want to be without each other.

(At the hotel room)

Ishan and Shubman shared a room while staying at hotels, and they were doing the same right now even.

Shubman's Pov

I was scrolling through my phone when my hotel's room gate opened and Ishan entered.

"Hi Jaan" I said while staring at ishan.

"Hi shubi, what are you doing?" Ishan asked while taking a seat beside me on the bed and taking out his phone.

"Just scrolling reels" I said.

"Acha, you know I saw a news about us today" Ishan said while laughing and letting his head rest on my chest.

"What, tell?" I asked.

Ishan opened his phone and opened gooogle, searching something.

He opened an article whose title said "Ishman" .

As soon as I read the title, I knew the beef is about us and its going to be funny as Ishan was laughing non-stop.

"The popular young cricketing duo of India found flirting and later on kissing while being in public, confirming that they are not just best friends but a couple. Will the Indian society accept them?" Ishan narrated the lines on article while trying too hard not to laugh.

As soon as I heard that I bursted out laughing and Ishan joined me in it. In the article, there was a pic of us which was taken at last night's party. To what the reporters assumed kissing was just us me joking with Ishan that he got something on his face. Which I later on called beauty and Ishan laughed. I said that while being close to Ishan face and they took it as us kissing. We indeed flirt but it was just us joking as always.

"These reporters are really something" I said laughing out loud.

"Will the Indian society accept them? will they accept us Shubi?" Ishan was holding his stomach at this point.

"But its really sad tho, its a joke for us because we don't share such feelings with each other, but what about the people who actually suffer because of this. There would be alot of people in india who are a part of lgbtq+ but are scared to show themselves as they would most probably be abandoned by the society." I said letting my concern out for them.

"That's true shubi, there are numerous new nowadays about people being killed or suiciding just because they came out to the people about their real self." added Ishan to my thoughts.

We were having our conversation over this sensitive topic when the alarm in our room started chiming.

It was 5pm already and it was time for our practice. The World Cup just ended, with us winning 10 matches but losing the finals. Everyone was pretty sad for the first week but gradually we realized we had many more matches to come. So we can't let down out spirits just yet. We both got ready and reached the ground while continuing our conversation about the same topic.

When we reached the ground, our team members greeted us with "hello lovers" which we were quite used to. It was our daily routine now. Our team members shipped us together even more than the media but they knew we had nothing like that between us.

We started training. Ishan was training haarder than me as he was a part of the coming up T20 match where as for me it was just a warm up training to keep me in form. I was just done with WCC and my next match was in IPL which would start not before than march. So I had alot of free time, excluding the time taken up in interviews and filming advertisements.

It was compulsory for me to come to the practice, I could jusy sleep in the room but I always preferred to come and watch ishan play. It felt so good to see my best friend play so good. I was waiting for the time, when the T20 starts and everybody cherishes Ishan for the way he plays. It was indeed impressive.

I warmed up for a while, while watching Ishan play, just when the ball hit Ishan straight in his stomach. Ishan collapsed on the ground while holding his stomach.

I quickly ran towards him and took him in my arms.

"Call the hospital right now" I said to our manager while taking Ishan in my car. Looking at him, while he was in pain was heart breaking everytime I had to see it. But we were cricketers afterall, we have to tolerate this.

I drove off to the hospital, whose address manager messaged me. It wasn't the first time so everyone was used to this, but my heart? it wasn't. it hurts I saw Ishan, my best friend like that.

Upon arriving in the hospital, I again took Ishan in my arms, carrying him in bridal style into the hospital while he was just holding his stomach trying not to cry.

"You should play a little carefully Ishan, this is the third time this month. I know you have to play the T20s but if you play like this, you might not be able to with how you're treating your body." said the doctor.

Ishan just hummed and we came back in the car after all the procedures.

The car ride was silent as Ishan knew I would be mad, which I indeed was but I wouldn't scold him in such condition of his and Ishan knew that too.

"Shubi..." Ishan finally spoke up.

I just hummed.

" I'm sorry shubi..I know i promised you that I'll be careful while playing but its just that it's a really important match. Our first match is with Australia and our fans are keeping alot of hope in this match as a payback for the finals. I really want to win this match." Ishan said, I could tell he was at the verge of crying.

" but ishu you heard the doctor. At this rate you won't even get a chance to play, if you get so much bruises" I said.

Ishan nodded and became quiet. It was obvious he was silently crying but I chose to give him privacy so he could to prioritize his health.

We reached the hotel and I carried Ishan to our room. Everybody came and asked him how he was, and scolded him as well. At last they left.

I gave the necessary medication to Ishan and told him to sleep.

I still could see his eyes shining, telling he would cry anytime. He was disturbed. Without wasting a sec, I hugged him and let him cry on my shoulders.

He just cried and cried and cried until he fell asleep hugging me.

I tucked him in the bed and laid next to him. I pulled him close to me, cuddling him. It was normal but one thing was strange today. I was staring at his lips. They looked so tender to me at that time. So much that I kissed him.

THE END OF CHAPTER

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