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It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and Shubman was sprawled on their couch, lost in the pages of a book. The light from the window filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room.
Kamari was sitting on the floor nearby, her legs crossed under her as she was busy sketching in her notebook, humming along to a song that played softly from her phone.
She looked over at him, her gaze lingering on the way his eyes flicked back and forth across the page, so immersed in the book.
The sight was somehow comforting—Shubman, the cricket star, so effortlessly relaxed and content in the simplicity of the moment.
Kamari smiled to herself, her mind running through a hundred thoughts, each one more romantic than the last.
She had been thinking about this for a while, but today something felt different.
Taking a deep breath, Kamari closed her notebook, stood up and walked over to him. She leaned down and sat on the armrest of the couch beside him, watching him for a moment, waiting for him to look up.
When he finally glanced up, meeting her eyes, she gave him a soft, teasing smile. "Hey," she started, her voice light but with a certain tenderness.
"You know how much I love you, right?"
Shubman's lips curled into a smile, his eyes twinkling with affection as he placed the book down on his lap. "I think I've got a pretty good idea, yeah."
Kamari's heart skipped a beat, but she steadied herself. She took his hand in hers and squeezed it gently. "Well, there's something I've been meaning to ask you."
Shubman raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "What is it, baby?"
Kamari took a deep breath. This was it. She had no idea how he'd react, but she was determined.
With a playful glint in her eyes, she tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a grin. She leaned closer to him and, with all the confidence she could muster, she spoke the words she'd been rehearsing in her head for days.
"'My baby's fit like a daydream, walking with his head down, I'm the one he's walking to'—you know, I think I want to be the one you're walking to for the rest of our lives," she said, quoting a lyric from Taylor Swift's Call It What You Want.
