𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 - shubman gill ✓

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a year since they were dating!

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The golden sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the sandy beach where Mithra lounged on a soft blanket. Her camera lay beside her, a playful companion in her hands as she experimented with different angles and settings, capturing the beauty of the coastline after the team's triumphant victory against England in the 5-series test match.

Dressed in a flowy slit skirt and a crop top, Mithra felt the gentle sea breeze caress her skin, the rhythmic sound of the waves providing a soothing backdrop to her thoughts. She lost herself in the moment, the click of her camera shutter echoing softly in the air as she immersed herself in her photography.

As she adjusted the settings on her camera, Mithra heard a familiar voice call out her name, pulling her attention away from her work. She glanced up, her heart skipping a beat as she saw her boyfriend standing a few feet away, a beach hat perched jauntily on his head and a towel slung low on his hips.

"Hey there, gorgeous," Shubman greeted with a charming smile, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he approached her. "Whatcha doing?"

Mithra's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red at the sight of him, his sun-kissed skin glowing in the fading light. "Oh, just messing around with my camera," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady despite the flutter of excitement in her chest.

Shubman grinned, his gaze lingering appreciatively on her. "Mind if I join you?" he asked, settling down beside her on the blanket with a casual ease that made Mithra's heart swell with affection.

"Of course not," she replied, scooting closer to him until their shoulders brushed together. She couldn't help but steal a glance at his toned physique, the towel hanging low on his hips leaving little to the imagination.

As they sat together, the warmth of the setting sun painting the sky in shades of pink and gold, Shubman turned to Mithra with a playful glint in his eyes. "Hey, do you think you could maybe snap a few pictures of me?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of mischief.

Mithra's breath caught in her throat at the request, her cheeks growing even redder as she nodded eagerly. "Yeah, sure," she managed to reply, her fingers trembling slightly as she reached for her camera.

With a sense of anticipation coursing through her veins, Mithra focused her lens on Shubman, capturing his easy smile and the way the sunlight danced in his eyes. Each click of the shutter felt like a heartbeat, a silent testament to the love and admiration she felt for him.

As she snapped away, Shubman struck a series of playful poses, his laughter ringing out like music in the evening air. Mithra couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for him, his carefree spirit and infectious joy filling her heart with warmth.

Once she had taken enough pictures to fill an entire album, Mithra lowered her camera, her gaze meeting Shubman's with a fond smile. "You look amazing," she said softly, her voice filled with adoration.

Shubman grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Thanks, babe," he replied, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her cheek. "You're the best photographer a guy could ask for."

Mithra's heart swelled with happiness at the endearing gesture, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and delight. As they sat together, basking in the glow of the setting sun, she couldn't help but feel grateful for moments like these, when it was just her and Shubman, lost in their own little world of love and laughter.