Shubman Gill, Known as Prince Of Indian Cricket team, was now in the turf of the hotel were they were currently staying. He was practicing his batting more like removing his Frustration on the poor balls.
What have happened is, It was cwc 23 and in few matches he wasn't performing well.He wasn't able to score well, He was disappointed on himself.He felt as if he was a failure.
After Practicing for more than 3hr consecutive, he felt thirsty, he went near his bag just to found his water bottle empty, he then thought to went back in his room and gets some water for himself, as he was coming back from his room getting water bottles, he started practicing again, suddenly he hit one ball very hard, and then suddenly a shout came from behind, Shubman turned only to find a boy, who was a bit shorter than him,Looking super cute in his working uniform, hair a bit messy, his uniform sleeves were hiding his cute paws,holding some towels, wincing in pain, as he noticed some blood from his upper hands.Shubman rushed towards the boy, holding him.
Shubman:Hey, I'm sorry Are you ok? I'm soo sorry I didn't notice you behind me. Ishan: It's fine, it wasn't your fault anyways. Shubman: No I'm very sorry, come with me I'll treat your hands. Ishan: it's fine, really I can handle it don't worry. Shubman: Are you crazy it's bleeding smm.Come with me I'll treat you. Ishan: o-h ok.
ISHAN POV: I was walking towards the hotel rooms to deliver towels, I was passing by the turf when suddenly a ball hit me super hard, I dropped the towel, and then I saw SHUBMAN GILL coming running towards me, oh god, he was always my crush, he was the reason I would watch cricket,He was tall, wearing his jersey and practicing he was a bit messy, his sleeves were a bit dirty, his hair was messy, but indeed he was looking super hot.
AUTHOR POV: As they reached Shubman's hotel room, Shubman rushed in the bathroom getting his first aid kit.
Shubman:Hey, u-mm would you be comfortable i-if I *scratching back of his neck* Ishan: It's ok, I am comfortable.*smile* Shubman: ok ! *smile back* btw what's your name, didn't asked earlier. Ishan: Ishan, Ishan Kishan. Shubman: Hey there Ishan, btw you know me right? *chuckle* Ishan: Ofcourse I know you, you are the prince of Indian Cricket team, and My cru- *bit his tongue* Shubman: *chuckle* I understand ishu. Ishan: can I ask you something? Shubman: Ofcourse. Ishan: Umm why were you practising so hard? You would have hurted yourself. Shubman: *lightly chuckle* it's because you must have seen my performance in few matches, I'm getting out early, either getting golden Ducks, dropping catches, I feel as if I shouldn't have Persuade my dream as a cricketer. *teary eyes* I'm just a failure, I can't do anything, my fans, my family, my team must be so disappointed on me. Ishan: Hey, Shubman it's not like that, everyone have a failure phase, it will go away soon, see many big cricketers had their bad time. But see now they are so successful, trust me Shubman this is just a phase, you will overcome it, I have faith in you, I'm proud of you. I'll always cheer and support you as a fan. You will always have me that one fan which will cheer for you always. Shubman couldn't contain himself, and hugged ishan crying in his arms, he felt save, he felt as if he won't be judged, he felt as if yes there is someone for him. He cried, while ishan was comforting him. Shubman: Thankyou so much, ishan I'll always be grateful for you. Thank you so much. Ishan: it's fine, Now see my wound is better. Now I should head back ok? Ishan was about to get up but Shubman hold his hands. Shubman: Ishanwould you um, come practice with me? It will help me a lot. I mean if you are free. Ishan: Ofcourse how can I reject your offer. Let's go.*giggle* Shubman was lost in that giggle, he was lost in ishan. ——————————————————————————— TO BE CONTINUED.
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