𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐓 - shubman gill ✓

13. home is you

A few months had flown by since their magical honeymoon in Hawaii, and Shubman and Nila had settled into a beautiful rhythm in their lives together. 

Mornings in their home were filled with laughter, love, and the delightful chaos that came with their respective careers.

This particular morning, Nila stood in front of the mirror in their spacious bedroom, meticulously applying her makeup. 

Her hair was styled in soft waves, framing her face perfectly. She was preparing to head to the set of her latest film, where she was busy directing and overseeing the screenplay adaptations.

As she applied a touch of mascara, she glanced over her shoulder at Shubman, who was in the adjoining bathroom, getting ready for his practice. 

The sight of him—rubbing aftershave onto his jawline, his hair slightly tousled, wearing a fitted T-shirt and joggers—made her heart skip a beat.

"Babe, you look amazing," Shubman said, catching her eye in the mirror as he adjusted his collar. "Seriously, that dress is going to steal the show today."

Nila turned around, her lips curling into a smile. She was wearing a sleek, navy blue midi dress that hugged her curves perfectly, the fabric catching the light just right. 

"Thanks, love. I just want to make sure I'm camera-ready," she replied, striking a playful pose.

He chuckled, stepping out of the bathroom and moving closer to her. "You're always camera-ready," he teased, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on her cheek. 

"But just so you know, you might have a few jealous cast members today. Can't say I'd blame them, though."

Nila rolled her eyes playfully, trying to suppress a giggle. "Oh, come on. I'm sure they're not that bad." She paused, then added, "But if they get out of line, I'll just have to remind them that I'm married to a world-class cricketer."

Shubman smirked, crossing his arms as he leaned against the doorway. "That's right. You tell them, wifey."

After a brief moment of silence, Nila turned serious for a moment. "Are you sure you'll be okay with me being gone for most of the day? I mean, I know you're busy with practice and all..."

He reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Of course! I'm proud of you and what you're doing. Besides, it's just a day," he reassured her, though his eyes held a glimmer of playfulness. 

"And I'll be busy on the field, so I won't have time to miss you too much."

She pretended to pout, placing her hands on her hips. "Oh, really? So you think you can live without me for a few hours, huh?"

"Let's not get too carried away," he replied, raising an eyebrow. "I might have to call you just to hear your voice."

Nila laughed, her heart fluttering. "Fine. But you better call, or I'll have to come looking for you at the practice grounds."