This a story of two boys, who brought face to face by destiny. One is introvert hardly talk while other is mood maker of the group. but they have one thing in common, their love and passion for cricket. . . . "You are mine. why the hell were you hugging him?!" shubhman shouted in pure rage. "w-what are you saying? it's impossible. you are crazy" Ishan said while stuttering and avoiding shubh man's eyes. subhman smirked darkly and pulled Ishan by his waist and whispered darkly in his ear. "i am but it's all because of you. your love has driven me insane and now there is no going back.." ****************************************************** this is purely a work of imagination. I don't have any intention of offending anyone out there. and I only own plot not characters. Hope you all will support my book.

No hate to any character. About the names idk why I kept these names I just wrote whatever came in my head🤧

A fictional story on Nischay Malhan and Yn. Contains Ashleelta 🌚 Enjoyy ❤️ Insta - triggered_lifeline (temporarily closed)

"how to deal with an accidental drunk kiss with your best friend?" "talk it out like mature adults and move on." "instructions unclear. i kissed him again." [shubman gill x ishan kishan - indian cricket team rpf]

~𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐈𝐬𝐡 𝐃𝐮𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲~ How far can Shubman and Ishan fight a majorly homophobic society for each other when every act of theirs is splashed over every newspaper in the country? ~~~~~~~~~~~ "I love you, and I'm never giving you up." ~~~~~~~~~~~ But how far can they fight their family? Their own parents? ~~~~~~~~~~~ "We're not asking them to give up anything more! We're just asking them to broaden their narrow state highway perspective a little bit, to like a national highway maybe, and accept the reality." "Which is not possible." "We'll make it possible!' "You're delusional, Shubi."

"What are you saying?" Ishan asks, hardly daring to believe what Shubman's words suggested. "Why, you don't want to?" Shubman's teasing hand reaches for under ishan's shirt. Ishan jerks back with surprise, causing his lips to brush against Shubman's neck. Shubman closes his eyes, says slowly, "Don't tell me you don't feel this too," he presses his thumb against Ishan's lower lip softly, so gentle that Ishan barely feels the touch.