idk,I just think about random ishman scenarios these are those.

Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought, Maybe, I just wanna be yours, I wanna be yours ♡ And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine 'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'd be mine, mine ♡ Shorts stories of the cutest pair; Ishan Kishan and Shubman Gill. Come join me on their journey to find the love of their life. ♡

Shubman held Ishan tightly in his grip "Tune hi to kaha tha Ishan, duniya se koi farak nahi padta hai, humari zindagi hai, humari Marzi" "Farak padta hai shubi, bohot farak padta hai" Ishan said while touching shubman's picture in his wallet.

Description padhke kya hi kar loge 😮‍💨 jaake story padhlo😗.

bygones has been the love, friendship and memories,one has learnt to let go, other's still hold him responsible. the traumas of past still haunts him, the senseless anger still clouds them. this was supposed to be a happy ending 7 years back,but now it's a pain he needs to get through each passing day for being a coward to give up. will hope revive,will the clouds of anger ever be gone for the sky of truth to shine or will it be too late and he stops being a coward. peep into to know

( Edited ) "All right Shub" Ishan said ,he just wanna see shubman like his best friend.but how can he try to avoid his feeling for shubman after marrying him.how can he deal with this ?

Shubman, a poet, writes about love but his lover is just a part of his imagination. People call him 'pagal aashiq' and he takes them all. **** What happens when one day the subject of his poetry stumbles upon in his life, and leaves him shocked to the core? He's left bewildered, while wondering if his mind has been betraying him all this time. Meanwhile, his muse isn't just 'anyone'. He holds power over half of the people's lives, residing there. **** A city which is currently engulfed in the chaos bubbling through closed rooms, will soon become an observer to the love story sealed through fate, that'll clash with the religious beliefs of natives and become a story for the world to remember. **** An Ishan Kishan and Shubman Gill fanfic ~

"Would a mere bartender be drawn to surrender his body and soul to the captivating, dangerous allure of a powerful CEO?"

< ISHAN > "His innocent, bubbly smile is just an illusion... hidden behind it is the lethal fire of Kalaripayattu, capable of snapping a neck in the blink of an eye." < SHUBMAN > "He isn't just a man; he is the king of this jungle... even in his silence, there lies a terrifying pull that brings humanity to its knees." < MAYANK > ​"Your 6-foot frame and heavy biceps mean absolutely nothing against my 'Enter' key... so keep your distance, fighter." < ABHISHEK > ​"Shubman handles the intellect and strategy... my job is simply to break bones, and I do that with a smile." < ROHIT > "A gang doesn't just mean bloodshed and vengeance... a gang means family, and I will personally chop off every single hand raised against mine." < VIRAT > ​"Being the elder heir of Singhvansh is my destiny... but standing in front of him makes me realize that even I need someone to hold me." < HARDIK > ​"The law and orders of this gang belong to Rohit alone... I'm just the sledgehammer that shatters enemy walls at a single nod from him." < RAHUL > "There is no room for weakness in the Singhvansh realm... showing a tough exterior is a necessity for me, but for the ones I love, my heart always melts like wax." A/N >>>> ​"Hey everyone! This is my first attempt at writing a full story. Please go easy on me, and let me know what you think in the comments!"

Ishan is an extrovert jolly person, the social butterfly of the group, don't know about personal space. Shubman is an introvert, prioritise his personal space, avoid extroverts. . This is my first story... I hope you like it