Captured Moments | Ishman Oneshots

La Familia

Tropes: Omegaverse, implied mpreg, Alpha Shubman, Omega Ishan

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"Arrey arrey Ilu, where are you running of? Slow down baby, slow down." A certain six feet lanky number 77 player sprints around the green field behind a little two years old baby girl, prettily dressed up in a red white polka dot frock.

Of course the baby is not running that fast, or at least as fast as her chubby legs can manage. This pace no way matches to run off from a full-time athlete. But hey, a father can crawl across the garden to make his daughter happy, to hear the happy giggles and babbles.

Shubman is no exception.

Post match interviews? What are they?

There are other players to attend to them. Shubman is just happy to run after his daughter zig-zag through the sea of people in the field.

"So, Ishan, you have been so brilliant behind the stumps, calling for that sure shot DRS and that fiery knock of 83 of 24. Seriously what were you on?"

Similar giggles akin to the running baby are heard over the mic.

"Nothing. Just wanted to have fun. Being a part of the team, I knew I had to contribute something important. It feels so good to play the finals and winning it.."

"Well don't know about you feeling good, but these two definitely are having the time of their life." The interviewer and camera-man burst into laughter as two babies, one 2.75 feet and another 6 feet zoom across the interview podium set in the field, the camera no doubt following their antics.

Ishan sighs deeply as his eyes tiredly follows his two heartbeats showing how silly they can be. His daughter's minnie-mouse hairband on his husband's head is not helping at all. Nonetheless he wants to kiss the two pairs of dimple cheeks silly and cuddle them to sleep.

But the night is too long.

"Yeah." Ishan blushes. He always feels shy talking about his little family, "They're definitely having the time of their life."

"How much of a superhero are you to your little lady?"

"Me, not much." Ishan laughs. "Shubman being a bamboo pole is more of a superhero to Ila, considering he gives the best view during piggy back rides. Though she likes my sixes more."

"So that's why you literally rained sixes today? 9 sixes, 5 fours..."

The interview carried on like five more minutes before Ishan can hand over the mic.

Ila immediately shoots herself towards Ishan's legs and encircles her chubby hands around.

"Mama!" She calls out.

Ishan sighs. For the nth time both Shubman and Ishan have tried to teach Ila to call Ishan 'papa' or 'dada'. But apparently, it's something to do with babies finding it easy to call 'Mama' which stays stuck. So, Ishan has given up on that. Let Ila grow up.

He bends down to pick his baby girl in his arms and on instinct to breathe in her baby smell mixed with baby powders and lotions and litter kisses on those apple cheeks.

"Hello baby, you've been so good while staying with your aunt. So good baby." And indeed, she was. Anushka no doubt is such a wonderful mother and a proper baby whisperer. Ila is always so at comfort with her, with Vamika being a great elder sister and Aakay assisting Ila in their joint mischievous adventures.

"Where're my kisses, Mr. Man of the Match?"

A soothing voice and a calming smell invaded the senses of the birth-giver and his child. Ila immediately tries to jump from Ishan's arms with grabby arms.

"Baba!!" The baby shrieks.

Of course! Ishan rolls his eyes. As if his daughter does not have the biggest crush on her baba. Shubman swoops down to take the wriggly baby in his arms. And, oh, Ishan is again the haddi in the kebabs. No, but seriously look at how the two looks at each other. Ishan might be Shubman's husband, but his one true love is the little soul who is currently jumping in her father's strong hold. Ishan won't deny. She is his as well.

"Oh mera kuchu muchu baby!" And before Shubman can resist himself, he gobbles with his open mouth and make biting impressions on Ila's chubby apple cheeks.

"Shubman! Stop!" Ishan giggles out.

"What can I do Ishan? Just look at her! She is so cute!!" Shubman almost cries out.

"owooo babba!!"

And it never fails to weird out Ishan watching Shubman smothering his baby version with kisses.

It's like kissing yourself but small.

And in between all this, Shubman does not forget to bend down and place a warm kiss on Ishan's cheek.

"You played so good, baby."

"NAWW! BABY ME!", Ila shrieks out.

The parents laugh out. Ishan giggles, "So jealous of your mama, baby." He pinches her cheeks and puts a kiss, "Of course you're the baby, love."

Shubman immediately brings Ishan into his hug, with his other free arm. The warm pine wood musky scent of Shubman and Ishan's scent like freshly baked breads on a Sunday afternoon combines and immediately soothes the baby in between them.

"GUYS LOOK HERE!"

They turn to see Hardik with his camera ready and clicking candids. And Sky made a funny face from behind that cheered up Ila into her best dimpled smile.

The fireworks light up the sky, as Rohit goes down to take the trophy for the T20 championship. It's around the midnight hours but the whole Wankhede stadium was still lit with buzz with cheers and lights and whistles.

At the end of the night, the players along with their families sit on the grass and chatted along. The kids play with each other, some of their uncles playing with the glitter papers with them or simple merry-go-rounds. Ishan sees Rishabh giving a piggy back ride to Ila. Aakay and Agasthya running after him claiming their turn. Siraj cuddling up to Kuldeep with face smushed into his neck. Ishan is almost sure he's going to see them bonded within a month. Rohit and Jaddu bhai telling weird moments they noticed during fielding. And Virat bhai shamelessly flirting with Anushka Bhabhi even after so many years of marriage and all of them lowkey planning a barbeque party.

Ishan loves this, as he sits in between Shubman's legs while the other hugs him from behind. To be in comfort of The Pack. The familiar smell, the familiar hum. Ishan wishes they never get separated. He just turns around and places a kiss to Shubman's cheek and quietly says, "Thank you."

Shubman looks down with warm understanding gaze. He doesn't ask for he knows.

"Thanks to you, too, Ishu."

~Fin

a/n: of course ishmantrash seeded the idea of Siraj/Kullu in my brain and I can't get it out of my brain now.