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*As Ishan and Shubman made their way downstairs, Ishan couldn't help but grumble about the aftermath of their passionate encounter.*

Ishan: (complaining) Seriously, Shubman, you went at it so hard that I can barely walk properly now. And my back is killing me!

*Shubman chuckled proudly, basking in the afterglow of their intimate moment.*

Shubman: (smirking) Well, what can I say? I like to leave my mark.

*Ishan rolled his eyes, but there was a hint of affection in his gaze as he teased Shubman.*

Ishan: (mocking) Yeah, yeah, proud boyfriend over here. But let's not forget who was whining like a baby and practically begged me to say yes to being his boyfriend.

*Shubman feigned offense, playfully nudging Ishan as they descended the stairs.*

Shubman: (pouting) Hey, I didn't beg! I just... strongly encouraged you to consider the benefits of being with someone as amazing as me.

*Ishan laughed, shaking his head at Shubman's antics.*

Ishan: (teasing) Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that. But in bed, you're not all straightforward and confident like this Jab tera sigma munda kaha chala gaya tha.

*Shubman's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but there was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he leaned in closer to Ishan, his voice lowering to a husky whisper.*

Shubman: (whispering) Maybe I just save that side of me for special occasions.

*Their banter continued as they reached the dining area, their playful teasing a testament to the deep bond they shared.*

*As Mayank made his way closer to Ishan and Shubman in the dining hall, he couldn't help but notice Ishan's slightly awkward gait and the way he was favoring his back. With a knowing smirk, he approached them, ready to indulge in some playful teasing.*

Mayank: (grinning) Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like someone had quite the eventful afternoon.

*Shubman, wearing a proud grin, straightened up, ready to take credit for their escapades.*

Shubman: (beaming) You bet! Ishan couldn't resist the Shubman Gill Special.

*Ishan shot Shubman a warning glare, silently pleading with him not to spill the details, but Mayank was already onto them.*

Mayank: (chuckling) Oh, I can see that. Ishan, my friend, you seem to be walking like you've been riding a horse all day. And that hand on your back? Not fooling anyone.

*Ishan's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he tried to play it cool, but Mayank wasn't about to let them off the hook so easily.*

Ishan: (deflecting) Oh, it's nothing. Just a little soreness from... uh, working out.

*Mayank raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying Ishan's feeble excuse.*

Mayank: (teasing) Right, "working out." Sure, Ishan. And I suppose Shubman here was just helping you with your... stretches?

*Shubman grinned unabashedly, enjoying the banter, while Ishan buried his face in his hands, mortified.*

Shubman: (proudly) You could say that. Ishan needed some assistance in... loosening up.

*Ishan shot Shubman another glare, but Mayank's laughter filled the air, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.*

Mayank: (laughing) Oh, I can only imagine. Well, I'll leave you two lovebirds to your "stretching exercises." Don't strain yourselves too much.

*With a wink, Mayank sauntered off, leaving Ishan and Shubman to grapple with their embarrassment and each other's mischievous grins.*

*As Mayank retreated, Ishan and Shubman found a quiet corner to discuss their unexpected predicament. Ishan's discomfort was apparent, and Shubman couldn't help but feel a mix of pride and concern for his boyfriend.*

Shubman: (whispering) Sorry about that. Mayank has a knack for sniffing out secrets.

**Ishan:** (muttering) It's fine. I just didn't expect our matters to become the talk of teasing.

Shubman: (apologetic) I didn't think he'd notice. I guess we got carried away.

Ishan: (raising an eyebrow) "Carried away" is an understatement. You practically shouted it from the rooftops.

Shubman: (grinning) Well, maybe I wanted everyone to know you're mine.

*Ishan couldn't suppress a small smile, despite his embarrassment.*

Ishan: (sarcastic) Yeah, because everyone says "mine" like limping into the dining hall.

Shubman: (teasing) Come on, it's a battle scar. Adds character.

*Ishan rolled his eyes, but Shubman's carefree attitude was slowly breaking the tension.*

Ishan: (softening) You're impossible.

Shubman: (playful) But you love me for it.

*Ishan sighed, unable to hide the truth in Shubman's statement.*

Ishan: (whispering) Yeah, I do.

*Shubman pulled Ishan into a gentle embrace, not caring who might see. Their relationship had become a delicate dance of unspoken bonds, and despite the teasing and public spectacle, the connection between them only grew stronger.*

Shubman: (whispering) Let them talk. Our story is ours alone.

*Ishan rested his head on Shubman's shoulder, finding comfort in the warmth of their shared secret.*

Ishan: (smiling) I guess I can endure a bit of teasing if it means being with you.

Shubman: (smirking) That's the spirit. Now, let's face the world-limping and all together.

Shubman : let's go on a walk.

*Under the vast expanse of the night sky, Shubman and Ishan wandered onto the cricket field, seeking solace and a chance to delve deeper into each other's worlds.*

Shubman: (gazing at the stars) You know, I've always found peace in the night sky. It's like each star holds a secret waiting to be discovered.

Ishan: (smiling) And here I thought you were just into cricket stats and protein shakes.

Shubman: (chuckling) Hey, I contain multitudes.

*Ishan couldn't help but laugh, feeling a sense of ease wash over him.*

Ishan: (teasing) So, Mr. Multitudes, what other secrets are you hiding?

Shubman: (grinning) Ah, wouldn't you like to know?

Ishan: (playfully nudging him) That's why I asked, genius.

Shubman: (pretending to ponder) Well, let's see. I'm a terrible singer, I'm spiderman, and I have a weakness for cheesy rom-coms.

Ishan: (raising an eyebrow) Really? I never would've guessed. Mr. Spiderman.

Shubman: (defensive) Hey, everyone needs a guilty pleasure.

Ishan: (smirking) Fair enough.

Shubman: But what about you?

Ishan: (hesitant) I guess...fear. Fear of not being enough, of letting people down.

Shubman: (softly) You could never let anyone down, Ishan. You're one of the strongest people I know.

Ishan: (shyly) Thanks, Shubman. That means a lot.

*They walked in comfortable silence for a while, the night air filled with a sense of possibility.*

Shubman: (suddenly) So, any more secrets you want to share?

Ishan: (smirking) Maybe later. Right now, I'm content just being here with you, under the stars.

*As they continued their walk, their laughter and banter filled the night, each moment bringing them closer together in ways they never imagined possible*

*Under the moonlit night, Shubman and Ishan strolled along the quiet paths of the field, their banter turning more playful and flirtatious.*

Shubman: (grinning) You know, this field has seen its fair share of victories, but tonight feels like a different kind of win.

Ishan: (teasing) Are you implying our midnight escapade is some kind of legendary triumph?

Shubman: (winking) Well, it's definitely a highlight in the Shubman-Ishan cricket playbook.

Ishan: (laughs) I never knew the playbook included sneaking out for moonlit walks.

Shubman: (smirking) It's the newest edition. Only for special occasions.

*They found a quiet spot near the pitch and sat down, the moon casting a soft glow on their faces.*

Ishan: (looking around) I must admit, this isn't what I expected when you suggested a walk.

Shubman: (cheeky) I aim to surprise.

Ishan: (raising an eyebrow) Are you telling me you've done this before? Late-night field rendezvous?

Shubman: (grinning) Let's just say I'm full of surprises.

*Ishan couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a sense of warmth in Shubman's company.*

Ishan: (playfully) What's next on the surprise agenda?

Shubman: (leaning in) Well, there's this tradition. A field tradition, you could say.

Ishan: (curious) A field tradition? Do tell.

Shubman: (whispering) The moonlight dance.

*Ishan burst into laughter.*

Ishan: (mockingly) The moonlight dance? You can't be serious.

Shubman: (standing up and extending a hand) Deadly serious. It's the only way to properly appreciate a night like this.

*Hesitant but intrigued, Ishan took Shubman's hand, and they started dancing in the moonlit field, laughter echoing across the empty stadium.*

Ishan: (smiling) I can't believe we're dancing on a cricket field.

Shubman: (twirling him) Life's too short not to embrace the unexpected.

*As the night continued, their laughter and playful banter filled the air, creating a memory neither would soon forget.*

Shubman: (smirking) Who knew late-night escapades could be so enchanting?

Ishan: (grinning) Maybe there's more to you than meets the eye.

*And as they continued dancing under the moonlight, the world outside the cricket field seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their own whimsical universe.*

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Hahahaha my exams are in 3 days and here shameless me updating 😍🤟🏻
And now i am going to update after 13 :(
Till then if any of you guys are also having their exams then all best hehe🌬️🍥