ICT bl one-shots

Love and Cricket

A/N: Please ignore grammatical errors, if there are any.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets of Mumbai. It was Diwali, the festival of lights, and the air was filled with the aroma of sweets and the sound of laughter. The Indian cricket team had decided to celebrate together, transforming their training facility into a festive haven.

Ishan Kishan and Shubman Gill, both rising stars in the team, had been dating for a while, but this was their first Diwali celebration together. As the evening progressed, Ishan took Shubman's hand and led him outside, where the team had set up a small bonfire surrounded by cushions and fairy lights. The two shared shy smiles, their hearts racing not just from the excitement of the festival but from the warmth of being together.

"Are you ready for this?" Ishan asked, glancing at the fireworks that were starting to light up the night sky.

Shubman nodded, his eyes sparkling. "I've never celebrated Diwali like this before."

As the first fireworks erupted above them, painting the sky with vibrant colors, the rest of the team joined them, cheering and laughing. Virat Kohli, ever the enthusiastic leader, encouraged everyone to share their favorite Diwali memories.

As each player recounted stories, Ishan squeezed Shubman's hand, feeling grateful for this moment. When it was his turn, he shared a fond memory from his childhood—helping his family decorate their home and the joy of bursting crackers. The team listened intently, nodding and reminiscing about their own traditions.

When it came time for the team to exchange gifts, Ishan presented Shubman with a small box wrapped in bright orange paper. Inside was a delicate silver bracelet with a cricket bat charm.

"Open it," Ishan urged, his heart pounding with anticipation.

Shubman's eyes widened in surprise and joy. "I love it! It's perfect." He slipped the bracelet onto his wrist and smiled brightly. "Thank you, Ishan. It means so much."

In return, Shubman handed Ishan a small envelope. Inside was a handwritten note that simply read, "You light up my life," accompanied by a pair of matching bracelets.

As they slipped the bracelets on, Ishan felt a warmth in his chest, the kind that only comes from being truly seen and understood.

The night continued with laughter, dancing, and delicious food. The players took turns lighting diyas, each small flame representing hope and new beginnings. As they gathered around the bonfire once more, the bonds of friendship and love shone brighter than the fireworks above.

As the celebration began to wind down, Ishan pulled Shubman aside, away from the crowd. "You know, I never expected to find love in cricket," he confessed, his voice soft against the backdrop of crackling fire.

Shubman smiled, leaning closer. "Neither did I, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. You make every moment special."

They exchanged a lingering gaze, the world around them fading into a beautiful blur. In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of their teammates and the glow of the festival, they knew they were exactly where they were meant to be.

As the last firework lit up the night sky, Ishan and Shubman shared a sweet kiss, sealing their promise of love amid the Diwali celebrations—two stars shining brightly in their own right, united in passion for cricket and life.

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