𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐙𝐄 ! - s. gill × i. kishan.

030

days passed by and shubman - ishan's friendship grew even stronger. while ishan was travelling with mumbai indians for matches in other states, he would factime shubman and shubman would update ishan with his mundane tasks.

as mumbai indians returned back to their den at wankhede for their home matches, shubman couldn't help but feel euphoric at the thought of meeting ishan again.

so here he was, at abhishek's house convincing the younger to join him in surprising ishan at one of his practice sessions.

" get up, you asshole ! " shubman demanded, yanking abhishek off the couch.

" mei kyun ? tu akela ja na tere ishan se milne ! " abhishek grumbled, trying to settle back into his comfortable spot.

shubman sighed, exasperated. he was determined to surprise ishan by visiting him during training session,but he couldn't just show up alone, to scared to do that. he just needed abhishek to tag along.

" chal na yaar. agar tu chalega toh tu db aur pat cummins se mil sakta hai. mei ishan se baat kar lunga. please, bas chal na. "

abhishek eyed him suspiciously. " tu serious hai ? tu mujhe brevis aur cummins se milwayega ? "

" bilkul. tujhe meri kasam. bas uth aur chalte hain, please. "

after a moment's hesitation, abhishek sighed and got up, streching himself and rubbing his eyes. " theek hai."

" deal, " shubman grinned, grabbing his keys. " ab jaldi chal. "

as they headed out, shubman's  nervousness was palpable. he hasn't seen his ishan for months — not that he didn't keep up with every mumbai indians' match but seeing him in front of him and catching up with him, made shubman's heart race.

did ishan missed me as much as i missed him ? would he be excited to see me as well ?

as the stadium came closer in the view, shubman's nerves over the top.

fuck, abort mission ! i can't do this.

" let's go ! " abhishek announced, and the duo made their way into the stadium.

as they made their way to the ground, they noticed players from mumbai indians and sunrisers hyderabad practicing for the evening's match. the players were busy in their drills or chatting with other players.

shubman spot ishan quickly, he was occupied on practicing his wicketkeeping with few team members.

shubman gathered all the courage that he had within himself and called out, " ishan ! "

upon hearing his name from a familiar voice, ishan looked around, his eyes searching for the source, almost missing a few catches in the process.

he eyes meet shubman and at that moment everything seems to stop. his shubman is here.

" shubi. " ishan sighed, making his way towards shubman who stood by the boundary of the ground.

ishan ran, dropping his wicketkeeping gloves in his way. as soon as he reached shubman, he pulled the younger into a hug.

shubman, though surprised, circled his arms around ishan's shoulders. ishan pulled him close, inhaling his smell. 

home.

that's how shubman feels like.

" hi. " shubman said softly, after pulling apart.

" hi. " ishan chuckled, " what brings you here ? "

" wanted to surprise you. " replied shubman with a playful smile.

" well, consider me surprised darling." ishan whispered, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

for a moment, the world around them faded away. they were lost in each other's eyes, the unspoken emotions lingering in the air. ishan's hands stayed around shubman's waist, his gaze not leaving shubman's.

abhishek coughed, breaking the mysterious spell that trapped ishan and shubman in. shubman stepped back awkwardly.

" hi ishan. " abhishek said.

" hey abhishek, heard a lot about you from siraj. " ishan snickered making abhishek blush

" what are you saying ?! " abhishek dismissed, flustered.

" well, isn't this the pretty boy ! " there came a voice, they turned to see rohit sharma approaching.

" you must be shubman. " asked, hardik  who approached the trio along with rohit.

" yes sir. i am a fan of yours. " shubman exclaimed to which hardik chuckled.

" hey ! wasn't i your favorite ? " ishan interjected, playfully.

" oh please,  you're just jealous. " hardik snickered, making other laugh.

" shubi, do you wanna play ? " ishan asked suddenly, hoping he could play a few overs with shubman.

" no no ! i don't wanna disturb you guys. " shubman replied quickly.

" hey, its okay ! " rohit assured him with a grin.

" yeah, i will throw you some balls, you can use my bat ! " ishan exclaimed enthusiastically.

" go easy on me, mr. kishan. " shubman chuckled.

" oh abhishek. you can play too," ishan assured, " i will ask my friend to join you. "

before abhishek could protest, ishan called his friend. " mayu ! idhar aa yaar ! "

with that, a guy came running towards the group. he droned an orange jersey  indicating  he was from sunrisers hyderabad team.

" mayu, this is shubman's friend, abhishek. throw him some balls and go easy on him. " ishan told him.

" hi, abhishek. "  he said, greeting abhishek with a smile, " i'm  mayank. "

" hi. " abhishek greeted, returning the smile." there's really no need for this, i will just watch from the stands. "  abhishek tried to dismiss the idea.

" why, do you need certain someone to ball for you abhi. " and now it was shubman who teased, laughing along with ishan.

shubman and ishan are so dead today.

flustered, abhishek stepped into the ground his hand wrapping around mayank's bicep pulling mayank with him, " let's go, mayank. "

caught off guard by abhishek's action, mayank let him get dragged away, a smile playing on his lips.

cute. mayank thought, charmed by abhishek's flustered reaction.