Abhishek's POV

The airport is bustling with activity as our team, along with their families, gathers for the flight to New Zealand. I spot Myra standing near the check-in counter, chatting animatedly with Sara. I groan inwardly, already bracing myself for the inevitable clash.

As I approach, I overhear Myra's voice rising above the din. "Shubman, if you keep losing your boarding pass, I'm not going to keep helping you find it."

"Bro, you're my sister. I need your help, you know that." Shubman retorts with a grin.

"Not when you're this forgetful," she shoots back, rolling her eyes.

I chuckle, unable to resist. "Yeah, Shubman, get your act together. You can't keep relying on your HER for everything."

Myra turns, her eyes narrowing at me. "Oh, look who decided to show up. Mujhe laga you'd be too busy admiring yourself in the mirror."

"Funny, coming from someone who needs an extra hour to do her hair, Aur waise bhi chehra dekha hai mera. Chand hai chand" I reply smoothly.

Sara nudges Myra playfully. "Don't let him get to you, Myra."

Myra smirks. "Don't worry, yaar. He doesn't. He just provides me with endless entertainment. Just what I need."

The rest of the team and their families are slowly gathering around. Virat, holding Vamika, looks over with a curious expression. "Bhai, chal kya Raha hai ?"

"Oh, just the usual," Shubman says, waving a hand. "Abhishek aur Myra ka legendary banter."

Rohit, standing next to Ritika and Samaira, raises an eyebrow. "Legendary, huh? This we've got to see."

I roll my eyes. "Nothing legendary about it. Just her trying to be relevant."

Myra snorts. "Says the guy who sneaks into houses at midnight and gets punched for his trouble."

I roll my eyes.
She knows how to get me every freaking time.
There's a collective gasp and then laughter as the story of our first encounter spreads through the group. I can see the amused looks on everyone's faces.

"Wait, what?" Ishan asks, eyes wide, pointing towards Myra, then at me."Tune isko mara?"

Myra crosses her arms, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Hard enough to leave a bruise. Thought meri galti nahi thi.Aise raat ko 12 baje koi chor hi aata hai."

"Turns out, he was just trying to surprise me for my birthday," Shubman adds, shaking his head. "Didn't go as planned."

"Toh phir, khoon bhi nikal gaya tha mera" I mutter, rubbing my jaw in mock pain. "Still hurts just thinking about it."

Ritika chuckles. "I think we've found Abhishek's match. What do you think, Virat?"

Virat grins. "Definitely. Never seen him so worked up."

I groan, knowing where this is heading. "Oh, come on, guys. It's not like that."

Myra scoffs. "Right. Just keep telling yourself that."

As we move through security and head to our gate, the teasing continues. The team and their families are enjoying every moment of it.

"Careful, Abhishek," Mayank says with a grin. "Looks like Myra's got your number."

"More like he can't handle the heat," Myra shoots back, not missing a beat.

"Wahi, Abhishek. Don't you have anything better to do than pick fights with her? Kitni pyaari ladki hai." Jasprit chimes in, laughing.

"I don't pick fights. They just seem to find me, aur se yeh pyaari hogi aap logo ke liye, mere saath kya atyachaar hota hai, Mai hi jaanta hu." I protest.

"Haha,so dramatic of you Abhishek. Kaam aise karoge toh phir..." Myra says, giving me a pointed look.

We finally board the plane, and I find myself seated across the aisle from Myra. She's chatting with Shahneel and looking surprisingly relaxed.

This. This is the worst part about being with her. She is just.She's... beautiful. In a way that's hard to describe. It's not just her looks, it's the whole package. She's got this presence about her.
We just have this... dynamic. But yeah, she's definitely attractive. Her eyes, especially. They're intense. And when she smiles, it's like she lights up the room.

For a moment, I wonder what she's thinking, but then she turns and catches me staring and raises her eyebrows.

"Just try not to cause any more chaos on this flight, okay?" I say, leaning over.

Myra looks at me, eyebrow raised. "Only if you promise not to snore and keep everyone awake."

"I don't snore," I say defensively.

"Sure you don't," she replies with a wink.

"Alright, you two," Shubman says from his seat a few rows back. "Truce for now. We need to focus on the matches ahead."

Myra and I exchange a glance. "Fine," I say, leaning back in my seat. "But only because I don't want to tire you out before the games start."

"How considerate of you," Myra replies dryly.

And that's the last thing as I closed my eyes, wondering about the trip and MYRA.
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