Tangled in love:The Actor and Cricketer

Chapter 8

The grand event for the upcoming IPL season was set, and the anticipation was high. Indian cricketers, legends, and celebrities who owned the teams were all seated in the audience, waiting for the show to kick off. The atmosphere was electric, with everyone eager to see the performances and introductions of the teams. But what caught Shubman’s attention more than anything else was the fact that Ishan was slated for the opening performance. He leaned back in his chair, a knowing smile tugging at his lips, already excited about what was to come. His teammates, as always, were ready with their banter.

The host, a popular comedian, took the stage and addressed the crowd, “Ladies and gentlemen, we have a surprise to start tonight’s event! The opening performance is by none other than one of the rising stars of Bollywood, who also happens to have a special place in the heart of a certain cricketer here.” The camera zoomed in on Shubman’s face as he grinned, his teammates around him hooting loudly. “Please welcome Ishan Kishan!”

As the music started, the lights dimmed and the stage lit up with Ishan in a slick black outfit and stylish sunglasses, looking dangerously hot. He began his performance with the title track from *Bhool Bhulaiya*, moving with smooth, confident steps. Shubman’s eyes were glued to him, his gaze filled with admiration and affection. His teammates, sitting next to him, couldn't resist teasing him.

“Shubhman, bhabhi toh mast lag rahi hai,” Surya joked as they all burst out laughing.

Shubman chuckled but his attention was still firmly on Ishan, who now moved on to the next song, performing alongside an actress on *Om Mangalam*. The way he commanded the stage was captivating. But the real fun began when *Mahbooba* started playing. Ishan performed this one with Natasha, Hardik Pandya’s wife. In the middle of the performance, Ishan cheekily touched his ear, giving a playful apologetic gesture towards Hardik, causing the crowd to erupt in laughter.

Hardik, who was watching intently, just shook his head with a grin, “Usne mereko maafi manga ab toh kuch nahi bol sakta,” he said, amused at Ishan’s playful spirit.

The song transitioned into *Laila Teri Le Legi*, and Ishan’s expressions were on point. His dance was so smooth, it made the audience roar with cheers. As he performed, Surya couldn’t hold back, nudging Shubman and saying, “Oye, dekh Laila teri le legi tu likh ke le!”

“Chup kar, yaar,” Shubman replied with a laugh, though he couldn’t help but feel a rush of possessiveness seeing Ishan in his element.As Rishab said ,"Oye bhabhi warning de rahe hai..
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As the last song of Ishan’s performance started—*Pyaar Bada Karda Hai Gabru*—Shubman’s jaw nearly dropped. It was as if Ishan was directly proposing to him with the song, his eyes locking with Shubman’s from the stage. Ishan’s movements were filled with energy and charisma, and Shubman could feel his heart racing.

Once the performance ended, Ishan was visibly panting, catching his breath as he exited the stage, making his way back to his seat with the other actors. Shubman’s teammates clapped and hooted, all teasing him relentlessly. “Bhai, yeh toh tera proposal tha on stage!” Rishabh said, laughing as Shubman shook his head, smiling to himself.

But the night wasn’t over yet. The host soon returned to the stage, ready to introduce the different IPL teams. “And now, let’s meet the captains of our teams! First up, we have the captain of Gujarat Titans, the man who’s been making waves both on and off the field—Shubman Gill!”

As Shubman walked onto the stage, Ishan smiled proudly, watching him from his seat. But before the introduction could finish, the host threw a curveball at Ishan. “Ishan, why don’t you come up here and introduce Gujarat Titans?” The host, clearly enjoying himself, was one of Ishan’s friends and loved teasing him. Ishan’s eyes widened in surprise, shooting a look of disbelief at the host.

“Are you serious?” Ishan muttered, shaking his head, but with the crowd cheering, he had no choice but to comply. As he walked up to the stage, Shubman’s heart swelled with pride. There he was, his Ishan, on stage introducing *his* team.

After introducing Gujarat Titans, Ishan was ready to step off the stage, but the host wasn’t done with him yet. “Wait, Ishan! Before you leave, I have to ask you something. Which team are you supporting this season? Come on, tell us, which one?”

Ishan shot the host a glare, knowing full well this was a setup. Shubman, ever the tease, chimed in, “Haan Ishan, batao, which team?”

Virat Kohli, always in for some fun, added, “Arre, ismein kya doubt hai? Of course, he’s supporting my team!”

Rohit Sharma joined in, laughing, “Cheeku, tu chup kar. Ishan supports my team!”

Ishan looked helplessly at them all, knowing he couldn’t win. After a moment of thought, he smiled and said, “I support the Indian cricket team.”

The entire audience erupted into laughter and applause at his diplomatic yet witty answer. The host, still wanting to have some fun, said, “Okay, Ishan, before you go, let’s play a game. How about you roll this dice, and whatever it lands on, you have to do it?”

Ishan raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What kind of game?” he asked.

“Simple. We’ll throw this big dice, and whatever it says, you’ll have to do,” the host explained. “So, are you ready?”

Ishan, ever the sport, nodded, “Ishan Kishan is always ready for a challenge!”

The host handed the dice to Shubman, who threw it with a playful smile. The dice landed on “Dance on an item song.”

The crowd roared as the host teased, “Dar gaye? Can you handle it?”

Ishan scoffed playfully, “Of course.”

The music began—*Piya More Haule Haule*—and Ishan danced sensually, moving with a seductive grace that made the crowd go wild. Shubman’s eyes darkened with desire as he watched Ishan’s smooth moves. He clenched his fists, trying to keep his composure, but anyone who looked at him could see the hunger in his gaze.

Once Ishan finished, he smiled innocently at the crowd. “Great, right? Now I’ll leave the stage to the pros.”

He walked off, leaving behind a smirking Shubman and a cheering crowd. The rest of the show continued with more team introductions and fun banter between the cricketers, but all Shubman could think about was Ishan’s performance and how much he wanted to have him close.

As the show wrapped up, and everyone headed backstage, Shubman knew exactly what he needed to do. His mind was filled with nothing but the sight of Ishan’s sultry dance, and the need to be with him was growing with every passing second. His eyes sought out Ishan, and when he finally spotted him, surrounded by a few actors, Shubman’s lips curved into a determined smirk. He had plans for his beloved Ishan that night which involves ishan underneath him naked, and nothing was going to stop him.

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