As they entered their hotel suite, Yn couldn't help but stare at the luxurious room in awe. She come from a middle class family background, and this level of opulence was something she had never experienced before.

Shubman chuckled softly, realising her astonishment. "It's quite fancy, isn't it? Make yourself comfortable".

Yn nodded, sinking into the plush couch and taking in her surrounding.

"Shubman! So you got married. I was just joking, wow! That's great". Yn flinched hearing the sudden voice, her eyes immediately meeting Shubman's frown as he looked at his coach, who had now fainted.

" Let him be, he's completely drunk." He said as he went towards Yn and handed her glass of water. She slowly took it before taking a sip. " Now tell me, why were they following you?".

She lowered her gaze. "I...I ran away from my wedding," Yn admitted. Shubman's frown deepened. "Why?".

Yn bit her lower lip and signed. " I was getting married to a man who is twice my age," she shuddered.

Shubman felt bad for her; she looked so naive. " I'm going to Mumbai tomorrow. I came to Telengana just for my match. So, decide if you want to come with me or stay here, " Shubman said, his voice filled with concern.

Yn looked at him, unsure of what to do. Going with Shubman would mean leaving her family and everything she knew behind, but staying would mean returning to a life she didn't want.

After a few moments of contemplation Yn made up her mind. " I want to go with you" she said with determination in her voice.

Shubman smiled, relieved by her decision. "Alright then, we'll leave tomorrow morning. I'll make all the necessary arrangements for you".

Shubman disappeared into the hotel room, returning moment later with a spare t shirt and shorts.

" Here, these should be more comfortable than your bridal attire". Shubman said, handing the clothes to Yn.

Yn greatfully accepted the clothes. "W-where is the washroom?" Shubman pointed towards a door on the other side of the suite. " Just through that door, it's the first one on the right."

Yn nodded and hurriedly made her way to the washroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. " Govinda! I look like a ghost."

Grabbing some wet tissue paper, she wiped her face, getting rid of the smudged makeup. As she changed into comfortable clothes, her mind was filled with mix of worry and nervousness about her decision to leave everything behind.

When she emerged from the washroom, Shubman was seated on the couch, looking at his phone,"Feeling better now?".

Yn nodded shyly. " Thankyou for everything. Uh... I'm Yn, Yn Ramakrishnan". Saying that, she glanced at him, waiting for him to introduce himself as well, but she found him staring at her intensely.

His shirt looked too big on her, the shorts almost invisible under the shirt. The mehndi on her hands and legs made it look like their wedding night. He shook his head, pushing away his inappropriate thoughts.

" Did you say something?".

" Uh, I...I am Yn Ramakrishnan, and you?".

"Oh! Where are my manners? I am Shubman. Shubman Gill," he said with charming smile on his face. She replied with an "o".

"Umm, you can sleep on the bed," he said, scratching the back of his neck. Yn looked at his couch. "What about him".

" Let him sleep on floor, he's not going to wake up now," she nodded her head before going towards the bed. She glanced at him. " And what about you-"

" Oh, how many questions you ask, meri maa. Just go to sleep. I'll sleep on the couch, don't worry.

Yn nodded, slipping under the covers of plush hotel bed. Exhaustion started to creep in, both physically and mentally, after the hectic events of the day.
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Next morning

Shubman cluttered open his eyes, the sunlight piercing through the window. He squinted as he tried to get a clear view. Yn was already awake, standing near the window. The sunlight fell on her face, making her look ethereal. She had a clear complexion, no makeup, and her eyes were teary. Her nose and cheeks turned a shade pink.

Shubman couldn't help but stare at her beauty. Just as he was lost in his thoughts, she turned around and noticed that he was already awake. She gave him a small smile and said,
" Good morning". Shubman snapped out of his reverie upon hearing her voice and replied, "Good morning, you're up already! That's good". He got up from the couch and started to move towards her

" Who are you talking to, bro? Have you gone mad?" His friend, who was also his coach, woke up from floor and noticed the way Shubman was looking. Yn was standing there, looking cute and pretty in his shirt and shorts.

His friend's eye widened as he looked at Shubman and raised his eyebrows, silently asking for an explanation.
Shubman gave him a tight smile and shrugged his shoulders.
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" How dare he!! Your uncle is a bastard-"

" No, please don't say that," Yn
interrupted, her voice trembling. " He's still family, no matter what. I just...I never expected this from him."

" Shubman! You booked buisness class tickets!!?" His coach said, storming towards him. Shubman just rolled his eyes at him. " Yeah! So".

"So!! You're wasting money! Or you're too proud of being a millionaire!" Shubman calmly took a bite of his toast.

" Billionaire" he corrected him, making his coach sigh in annoyance"ok ok billionaire! Happy! " " Very much", Shubman gave him a shy smile, earning a smack from him.

" Stop showing off will you?" his coach grumble as he took a seat across from Shubman. " Just because you have all this money now, doesn't mean you can act like a spoiled brat."

Shubman chuckled, unfazed by his coach's comments. " Come on, coach. Can't we enjoy the benefits of our hard work? Plus, it's not like we are blowing up all our money . We deserve to treat ourselves once in a while once a while. And also I have a guest to take care of."

Shubman glanced at Yn , who lowered her head.

" Get your things ready we are leaving in an hour" he said while giving her his clothes to change.
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" Don't you think so she look like a boy" said his coach, eyeing Yn who was wearing Shubman's cargo and hoodie which was too baggy for her.

Shubman chuckled as he sees how Yn pulled her cargo up a little as they were slipping down, the belt didn't help either.

As Yn and Shubman stepped inside the flight and was greeted by the flight attendants and found their own seats. Yn adjusted the oversized cargo pant and black hoodie, still feeling a bit self- concious about her appearance.

Shubman noticed her discomfort and leaned over to reassure her " You look great, and remember, it's all about comfort during a long flight".

Yn gave him a sweet smile and his heart skipped a beat. She looked so beautiful and innocent that he wanted to ruin her innocence.

"Fucking hell!! Why am I getting dirty thoughts!!?".

It was Yn's first time I plane. The flight attendant asked them to secure their seat belts as the plane was going to take off.

As the plane started to move, Yn held Shubman's hand tightly, closing her eyes. Shubman palmed her hand in his making her eyes snap towards him. He gave her a soft smile before leaning towards her. " I got you don't worry".

Yn nodded, feeling a sense of comfort wash over her as Shubman whispered the word into her ears. As the plane ascended, her grip on his hand tightened, Shubman glanced at Yn, squeezing her hand gently.

" Please don't leave my hand"

"Never"

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