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Summary: A victory trip. A luxurious escape between mountains and beaches. A group of cricketers celebrating their win-laughing, teasing, living freely for once. It was supposed to be simple. Just a trip. But somewhere between shared rooms, late-night chaos, and stolen glances- things start to change. Shubman doesn't understand why Ishan being close to others makes something inside him burn. Ishan laughs everything off... until it stops feeling like a joke. And then there's Abhishek- who knows exactly what he's doing. Exactly what he wants. Mayank, on the other hand, doesn't. Not yet. Touches linger longer than they should. Words start meaning more than they're supposed to. And boundaries? They slowly... disappear. What begins as comfort turns into attachment. Attachment into possessiveness. And possessiveness into something far more dangerous. Because this trip- was never just a trip. It was the beginning of something they won't be able to walk away from. And once it starts- There's no going back....

In war, there are rules. In love, there are none. --- "Tu samajhta kya hai apne aapko, Gill?" (What do you think you are, Gill?) Shubman smirked, stepping closer, voice dropping to a taunting whisper. "Tera obsession." (Your obsession.) Ishan's breath hitched as Shubman gripped his jaw, tilting his face up. "Aur tu jitna bhaag lega, Major... utna hi main tujhe todne ka maza lunga." (The more you run, Major... the more I'll enjoy breaking you.) --- "Sharma, tu hamesha mujhse bhaagta hai." (Sharma, you always run from me.) Abhishek's back hit the wall as Siddharth stalked closer, dark eyes glinting with something unhinged. "Aur har baar main tujhe dhoondh hi leta hoon." (And every time, I find you.) Abhishek's pulse raced as Siddharth's fingers brushed his throat, pressing lightly. "Tujhe pata hai tujhe dekh ke mera sabr kyun tut jata hai?" (Do you know why I lose my patience when I see you?) A slow smirk curled on Siddharth's lips before he leaned in, voice dropping to a sinful whisper. "Kyuki tu sirf mera hai, Sharma. Aur tujhe kisi aur ki nazar lagne ka bhi haq nahi." (Because you're only mine, Sharma. And you don't even have the right to let anyone else look at you.) --- A story where dominance turns into obsession. Where possessiveness is a weapon. Where love isn't soft-it's brutal. Unforgiving. Addictive. A battlefield is nothing compared to the war they fight for control.

Shubman Gill hates Ishan kishan and never misses a change to express that to ishan, in different ways. "He is the most annoying and irritating person on this whole planet..."- Shubman's description of ishan. On the other side, Ishan who literally loved by everyone, doesn't understand why Shubman hates him this much. It's not like he cares as he also despise Shubman, who always scolds him. "I'm not sure about others but that giant is Blind for sure to hate such cutie like me..."- Ishan's beautiful words for Shubman. But there is a catch in the story, and that catch is, Their families are bestfriends!! So despite their hate, no matter what they can't avoid meeting each other. The question is, Can we fall in love with the person we hate? And if yes, then to what extent can we go for love? Let's dive into their story to know. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• This story is purely a work on imagination. I don't own any characters, just the plot is mine and it's inspired by a yizhan ff with same name.