This is basically a oneshot book on Ishman containing various scenarios that spiked in my mind.
Can be oneshots/short stories/prompts/tweet au
Uploads will be when, my non existent brain can find ideas.
This is a boyxboy story so homophobes kindly...
This chapter was in my draft from so many days and aj jab shubman bhaiya ki like dekhi ishan ke edit pe toh I couldn't help myself 😭
"Dude, you're glowing more than the phone screen," Shubman teased, glancing sideways at Ishan's flushed cheeks as they sat on the team bus. The comment earned him a playful punch on the arm.
"Shut it," Ishan mumbled, trying to hide his smile. He couldn't help it. It was the night before their big match, and he had just received a notification from his favorite cricket app.
A tweet from an anonymous fan account had gone viral, praising his skills and calling him 'the heart throb of the pitch'.
It was nothing new; the account had been showering him with love and support for months.
But the intensity of the compliments today was overwhelming, especially since they were playing against their toughest rivals.
Shubman's eyes darted to the screen, and his heart skipped a beat. The words, "I've seen you practice in the nets, and let me tell you, no one can resist those wrists," glared back at him from the tweet.
His stomach twisted. Those were his words, from his secret account, where he had been gushing about Ishan for months.
Shubman's secret account & tweets:
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