The stadium was alive with energy, the crowd roaring in excitement as Dev strode onto the field, his eyes focused and determined. I was there to see his match live, for the first time. It was RCB vs RR today. The team has been doing well. I still can't believe Dev is there playing with THE VIRAT KOHLI. 

I was in  a sea of excitement and anticipation, the air crackling with energy as I watched Dev stride onto the field, his determination evident in every step he took. My heart swelled with pride as I cheered for him, my voice blending with the chorus of fans around me.

As the match unfolded, Dev's performance was nothing short of spectacular.

  And then, it happened. He did it. My guy just scored his first century in IPL.Dev scored a century, his bat connecting with the ball in a perfect arc, sending it soaring across the field to the boundary.

The crowd erupted into cheers, their applause thunderous as they celebrated Dev's achievement.                                                               

Ok Avi, don't cry don't cry. 

In that fleeting moment, amidst the chaos and excitement of the match, our gazes locked in a silent exchange that spoke volumes. My  heart skipped a beat as I returned Dev's smile, her eyes sparkling with pride and admiration. 

As my ears caught the sudden shrill scream from the nearby section of the stands, my attention diverted from Dev's captivating smile. Turning my head slightly, I spotted a young girl practically trembling with excitement, her eyes wide and shimmering with fervor.

"Oh my gosh, did you see that? He's so cute! I'm so happy dudee. I'm literally  going to die right now!" The girl's voice trembled with an ecstatic energy as she clutched onto her friend's arm, unable to contain her adoration for Dev.

I couldn't help but be amused by the girl's unbridled enthusiasm. With a gentle smile gracing my lips, she glanced back at Dev, my heart swelling with a mix of fondness and pride. 

Standing outside the stadium, I glanced at my watch waiting for the man of the moment to come so that we can head home, the minutes ticking by slowly as I see my phone light up with his call.  

'Hellooo, Kaha hai tu?' I hear his voice bustling from excitement just as I pick up his call.               

 'Stadium ke bahar khadi hu, come fast.' I say with almost equal excitement.

And then, finally, I spotted him – a familiar figure making his way toward me, his face alight with excitement and joy. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, a warm smile spreading across my face as he drew closer.

"Aviii!" Dev called out, his voice filled with enthusiasm as he enveloped me in a tight hug. His embrace was warm and comforting, filling me with a sense of belonging amidst the chaos of the stadium.

"Did you see that?" he asked eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement. " I did it. I just scored my first century, Avi. Can you believe that? Virat bhai was  so proud of me. Pata hai, match ke baad, the camera guys were going after him and you know what he said? He said,'Catch Dev, He is the man of the moment.' Dev rambled on and on as i just  looked at him and held his face as he smiled.

Oh God! That damn smile.

"Of course I did, Dev," I replied, my voice tinged with affection. "You were amazing out there and I'm very very proud of you just like I always will."

Dev's smile widened at my words, a sense of pride evident in his expression as he cupped my face and  pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead. Since the past two years, Forehead kisses have been our thing or maybe it has been always, since the beginning. A silent gesture of gratitude and love.

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Short update cause exams are just round the corner. Also, a major plot twist is coming in the upcoming chapter and there are going to be a lot of  time gaps. So stay tuned and please comment.

~ Author, with love

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