chapter : 3

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Everyone in ict hated interviews, because they always mixed personal and professional life. It wasn't really a secret. There is nothing fun about being asked the same questions, again and again, How much they tried to avoid personal questions they just get in the trap of reports..

It the same over and over again, these fake interviewers with their even faker laughs and their barely disguised xenophobia and disbelief about how much they had achieved. "Can you believe your guy's success?" They would ask with their plastered on smiles like it was a miracle not a payoff of years of hard work.

They were currently sitting in front of a camera, doing interview. In their previous interviews .. Most of the questions Rohit and virat are handling and some question Rahul and surya or other senior .. They let only good and about their performance question reply to Hardik, othe junior players and ishman and try to avoid any controversy and personal life.

But this time their interview had actually made an effort to meet the members before the actual interview. He was a nice man, his name was Aarav Arya and he made an attempt to speak slowly and only asking a good question like only professional question and not to aks any personal or improper question that makr them uncomfortable. He was also a touchier man, he greeted them by individually hugging them. He was nice but shubman didn't like the way ishan kept looking at him and smiling.

When staff members arranging the sitting and lights and camera and shubman and ishan are standing in corner and their Ro and vi bhaiya taking to interviewer and Rahul and Hardik are went to somewhere And here ishan couldn't stop talking about him. "Shubhi you so him.. Don't you think he is looking so good in th his outfit.. I really like his dressing scenes .. He is just 2 or 3 year older then us.. And he is so professional and also he also have dimple smile like you with good personality and lookslooks "

Shubman wasn't a naturally jealous soul. He grew up with sibling and knew first-hand that sharing was caring. His parents used to tell him that often. It was one of his life mottos. But he is a also younger child of his family so he is always possessive about his things.. He don't like to share his things and ishan is the one of the most precious soul in his life.. And he don't like to share ishan with anyone not even ict team.. And this thing whole team know and they always make sure about that.

Ishan was his. And his only. No one else could touch him. No one else could love ishanthe way shubman could. No one else could take care of such a precious soul as ishan 's like shubman could. The Universe had given ishan to shubman so they both could take care and love each other. Platonically of course. Well maybe that's what the Universe and ishan were thinking but shubman knew the thoughts he had about ishan were far from platonic.

So now, hearing ishan talk on and on about a guy that had just met and only exchanged a few words with ignited a fire inside of shubman usually kind heart. It made him want to kiss ishan until his lips had bruises and cover his to-die-for body with hickeys. He wanted to show that he, Shubman Gill owned Ishan kishan. That Ishan kishan was his and his only. He wanted to put marks of ownership of ishan's body to back men, women, and non-binaries off. And especially that interviewer guy. He hated him. What did he have that shubman didn't? He was handsome too right? Okay maybe he was jealous because of his own insecurities and shortcomings but either way, he needed to calm the fuck down. Ishan was literally right across from him.

Maybe it was just his hormones... Yeah, probably just that.

He thought things would get better after that. Oh, how he was wrong. The actual interview itself was pure torture. Just watching Ishan eye- fucking the interviewer was bad enough on his own. Add that to the fact that Ishan kept smiling at him and he wanted to die from envy and misery. Not smiling like he smiled for the camera but smiling like his eyes curling up into crescents and his face showing pure unadulterated joy. That smile that was only supposed to be reserved for Shubman Gill. Shubman was practically seething with rage right now and wanted to punch that smile off the interviewer's face and kiss Ishan right there. Fuck cameras.

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