The interview setting buzzed with excitement as the Indian Cricket Team (ICT) arrived at the renowned association known for its lively banter and interviews.
The room felt vibrant with a mix of laughter and anticipation, but the star of the day wasn't just the team; it was the interviewer, Ishan.
With his cool, laid-back charm and quick wit, Ishan had earned a reputation as the go-to interviewer for fun, playful interactions.
Dressed impeccably in a sleek white shirt that highlighted his features and dark jeans, he radiated calm confidence.
But today, the calm was about to be tested.
As the interview began, the usual lighthearted tone set in. Rishabh, known for his playful attitude, started things off by teasing Ishan right away.
"Ishan, yaar, how do you stay so calm all the time? What's the secret? Is it yoga or... is it just that smile of yours?" Rishabh grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief as the rest of the team laughed.
Ishan chuckled, leaning back casually. "Maybe it's both. You know, a little meditation and a good sense of humor go a long way."
"Or maybe," Rishabh leaned forward, "you just know you're too handsome to stress about anything."
The rest of the ICT roared in laughter, but Ishan took it all in stride, his smile widening.
"Well, someone's gotta balance out all the chaos you guys bring in." he joked back, earning more laughter.
Hardik, not one to be left behind, joined in next.
"So, Ishan, do you ever get nervous? I mean, with all of us here, especially me, I wouldn't be surprised if you're shaking in your shoes." His grin was playful, eyes gleaming as he teased.
Ishan raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Hardik, you forget. I interview stars like you every day. You're not that intimidating."
"Not intimidating?!" Hardik put a hand to his chest, feigning offense. "I'm hurt! And here I thought I was the most charming one around."
Ishan gave a small chuckle, his eyes twinkling with a light of their own. "You're charming, Hardik, but not that much."
Just as the banter was flowing, the dynamic shifted slightly. Shubman, who had been more reserved up until this point, sitting quietly in the background, suddenly leaned forward.
He had been watching the interaction intently, but now it seemed like he had something up his sleeve.
Shubman's voice was smooth as he interrupted.
"Ishan, I have to say, you're handling these guys pretty well. But don't you think you're being a little too generous with your attention? After all, some of us haven't had our turn yet."
There was a slight edge to Shubman's tone that sent a ripple through the room, and Ishan felt it immediately.
He glanced over at Shubman, his heart skipping a beat as their eyes locked.
There was something different in the way Shubman looked at him—a depth, an intensity that made Ishan's usual calm waver for just a moment.
"Oh, don't worry, Shubman." Ishan replied, keeping his tone light but noticing how his pulse quickened. "I haven't forgotten about you."
Shubman leaned back in his chair, a playful smirk on his lips. "Good. Because I'm not easy to ignore, am I?"
The team snickered at that, but the tension in the room was noticeable.
Shubman wasn't just teasing like the others; there was something more in the way he spoke.
His eyes never left Ishan, and it felt like a game had started—one that only the two of them were playing.
As the interview continued, Shubman's flirting became more direct.
"You know, Ishan." he said, cutting in as Hardik made another joke.
"You have this... calm aura about you. It's pretty impressive. But I bet you don't get flustered easily, do you?"
Ishan, feeling the weight of Shubman's gaze, tried to remain composed.
"I try to stay professional." he replied, but his voice was slightly softer, betraying the flutter in his chest.
Shubman leaned closer, his voice dropping just enough for Ishan to feel the shift in the air. "Really? Because I'm pretty sure I can make you blush."
Ishan's ears burned. He tried to laugh it off, but Shubman wasn't done.
The others were still joking around, but there was a new focus between Shubman and Ishan.
"I bet I can." Shubman added, his tone teasing but laced with that same intensity that made Ishan feel like they were the only two people in the room.
"In fact, I think you're already blushing."
Ishan's hand instinctively went to his cheek, feeling the warmth there, and he quickly looked away, trying to regain his composure. "You're imagining things, Shubman."
But Shubman wasn't backing down. "Am I, though?" He leaned back, satisfied, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I guess we'll just have to see."
The rest of the team, oblivious to the undercurrent between the two, continued with their banter, but the energy between Shubman and Ishan had shifted.
Every time Shubman spoke, it felt like a private conversation, like no one else mattered.
Eventually, Rishabh noticed the way Ishan was fidgeting and laughed. "Oh, look! Shubman's got Ishan all flustered now! What's going on here?"
The room erupted in laughter again, but Ishan couldn't hide his flushed cheeks. He looked over at Shubman, who winked, the playful smirk never leaving his face.
"Well, it seems like Shubman is better at interviews than me today." Ishan joked, trying to regain some control of the situation, but his voice wavered just enough for Shubman to catch it.
As the interview wrapped up, Shubman leaned in one last time, his voice low and teasing. "Told you I could make you blush."
Ishan's heart raced as he smiled, unable to help the redness that spread across his face. "Yeah, well... I'll get you next time."
Shubman chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I'm counting on it."
As the team left, the air between them still buzzed with the unspoken tension, a playful promise of what was yet to come.
The rest of the team might not have noticed the full extent of their interaction, but Ishan and Shubman both knew that something had shifted between them.
And the playful, flirtatious game? It was far from over.
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