tropes: brother's best friend.
ships: reader x s. gill
warnings: none.
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y/n kishan. the youngest member of the kishan family. she had returned from germany after completing her graduation in fashion designing, just two weeks ago.
right now she was travelling to south africa as the next t-20 series was going to be held there.
your pov.
shit. i am so nervous. i am literally going to meet ishan after six fucking years. all these years we just talked through texts or calls.
i wasn't this nervous while meeting mumma, papa and raj bhaiya. i was super chill but ishan?
oh boy, this was much worse than i imagined.
ishan and i had a really special bond before i left for germany. we used to share everything. things i couldn't tell mumma or papa or raj bhaiya, i shared with him.
he was the saddest when i left and now i am seriously going to faint when i see him. honestly, i am super proud of him.
seeing him play so well and seeing all the recognition he deserves makes my heart swell.
i am at the airport right now and looking for a cab. i could've called ishan but i wanted to surprise my brother.
after half an hour of roaming in the streets, i finally found a cab. i told the driver the address and they dropped me to the hotel where they were staying.
"uh, hello. i am y/n. can you tell in which room is mr. ishan kishan staying?" i asked the receptionist.
"i am really sorry mam. we can't let tell this to anyone." she apologised.
i was already super nervous and she didn't make things any good.
"uh, actually he-" i was cut off by a voice calling me.
"excuse me?" i turned towards the voice.
i was shocked to see my crush of three years shubman fucking gill. he was standing right infront of me.
"y-yes?" i stuttered.
"are you y/n ?" he asked.
"h-how do you know me?" i cross questioned him.
shit. y/n nahi! pagal hai kya?
"hey nervous hone ki zaroorat nahi hai. actually raj bhaiya ne mujhe call karke bataya tha ki tum aane wali ho." he smiled.
fuck! he is so cute.
"she is with me." he told the receptionist and took me to the lift.
"didn't got a chance to introduce myself there. shubman gill." he forwarded his hand.
"y/n. y/n kishan." i shook hands with him.
i was literally controlling myself not to fangirl over him right now.
the lift got open and we reached their room. "ishu, tere liye surprise laaya hu." he giggled.
he giggled! he fucking giggled !!
"tu? aur surprise-" he stopped and he turned and saw me.
"y/n?" he blurted out my name.
"kaisa hai kutte?!" i smirked.
his eyes filled with tears as he rushed towards me and hugged me. i moved back a little due to the sudden force.
shubman noticed this and went out. i gave him an understanding smile before he went out.
