𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 [ shubman gill x sara tendulkar ]

Dear Diary, I'm having a photoshoot

A/N : Not a very long update but please bear with me, the next one will be longer I promise!

" Flowers for you Ma'am!"

Giggles were heard somewhere near the elevator as the receptionist handed the bouquets to Sara as she walked in.

" Who sent-"

" Chaya, everyone knows who sent them!"

Chaya's eyes widened and she nodded.
" How could I forget?"

Sara sighed, as Chaya took the bouquets and followed her to the elevator, telling her her schedule for day.

As she walked into her cabin, her phone rang.

Mr.Narcissist wants to Facetime...

" Yes Shubman?"

" Why Shubman? Why not Shub? Are you mad at me? What did I do?"

Chuckling, she shook her head.
" Nothing! My bad! Tell me what's up?"

" Did you get the flowers?"

" I did. I was about to text you. They're lovely! Thank you so much!"

" Anything for my favourite woman."
He shrugged with a grin making her smile as well.

" Sara..."

" Yes?"

" Um...the thing is...uh..."

Sensing his hesitation, she arched a brow.

" What's wrong?"

" I..uh..have a photoshoot with Vogue."

" That's great news! When is it? Where is it?"

" There's...also bad news."

" And that is?"

" It's...uh...with a model."

" Oh..so?"

" It's...with that model who asked me out in London...Maria."

Sara halted, her fingers that worked on the keyboard stopping midway as she slowly looked up at him.

" I see."

" You....will...you be okay with it?"

" Pagal-wagal hai kya? Aise sawaal kaunsa gadha puchta hai?" Ishan hissed in the background.

" Uss gadhe ka naam hai Shubman Gill!" Jugnu tutted in disappointment.

" Well....to be frank, I won't be very happy-I am not happy. But, I trust you to keep a distance from her."

" Badi understanding hai Bhabhi."

" Ishan...what's with the transition?"