🔞Someone to Love [Ishman One Shots]✓

🔞Ready To Be Yours[Omegaverse]

Warnings: Enemies to lover-ish? And breeding kink-ish? 🤙

Shubman freaking disliked Ishan. He hated that the guy stole all the attention in the room, all the seniors fawning over how sweet, and adorable Ishan was.He hated that Ishan treated him so nicely, maybe a little more than others as he made sure Shubman got extra serving of food at dinner table and he got water during the match breaks. Why did Ishan even care?! For god's sake, Ishan was supposed to be a fucking Alpha!

Ishan did not even seem like an alpha, his waist was freaking curvaceous. His skin was flawless, not ragged and he looked like he could tend a baby to sleep, the lull in his voice and the way he cared for everyone else on the team. Shubman would lie to himself if he said he didn't feel a tinge a bit attracted to the man. But he'd rather ignore that thought.

"Yaar, Ishan kitna chipakta hai sabse? Fucking gets on my nerves!"

Shubman fussed as he and Abhisekh were having a stroll in the hotel garden at night, after a very successful T20i match against New Zealand. Abhisekh laughed a little, patting Shubman on the shoulder.

"Par thoda sa attractive toh hai yaar! Have you seen his ass? Wouldn't hesitate to bang him, although I don't fuck fellow alphas."

He smirked at Shubman. There was a weird cringe, and anger when Abhisekh said that. Shubman didn't like that, just the sound of Abhisekh fucking Ishan, made his skin crawl but he decided to ignore the feeling thinking it was his extreme dislike towards Ishan.

"Chup hojaa, find an omega chick to put your dick in."

They bantered a little before Shubman reached in front of his hotel room. There was an awkward silence because he knew he'd enter and have to come face to face with Ishan, his so-called anti-muse if he put it in simple words. He hated the fact that the man was so talented, his shots so clear and crisp in the field and the way he mingled so easily with the rest of the players made him jealous.

He was an introvert, would rather easily die than interact with a bunch of people, let alone hang onto them for dear life. But then, he was tall and Ishan was short and thick, no! He didn't notice his ass even once, or so he thought in mind.

Unfortunately, they had been given the same room and the feeling of being trapped with Ishan, made him breathless but not in the annoying way he thought. He had left his luggage and left the room before Ishan joined, but now he had to go in. He took a deep breath and entered.

The room was empty, but there was a strangely....nice smell all around. He could see the bathroom door slightly open and the running of the basin tap was audible. But before he could call out for Ishan, the stronger smell hit him directly in the nose and his mind dilated. Omega. Omega. Omega. Soulmate. Mate.

His wolf was in a frenzy, screaming at him and he realised the smell was of an omega. It felt familiar, as if he had smelled it before but it was very potent right then, it pulled him so close. He walked towards the bathroom quickly and peeked in through the side, without trying to make a sound but in vain.

His eyes met Ishan through the mirror. The smell was his, Shubman knew at once! He let his eyes trail off the man's neck, slightly toned shoulder blades down to his bare back, his sweatpants hanging off the curve of his ass, the waistband of his underwear visible. Shubman gulped, he was fucked legally. Ishan....was an omega?