(Ishan's dialogues will be in italics.
Shubman's dialogues will be in bold.)

Shubman's pov

I tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't even look at me. I deserved it. I deserved every bit of it. He was right. I was a coward. When my parents had asked me to get married, I should've denied it. I should've told them I was in love with someone else, but instead I got scared. I panicked and I agreed. I was about to make the worst mistake of my life but thankfully Tanya stopped it. She saved both of us.

I decided to facetime her.
"Thank you and I'm sorry."
"You don't need to thank me. I didn't do this for you. I thought we would learn to love each other after marriage eventually, but one can't love someone when he has already given his heart to someone else and that's not your fault so don't apologize."
I nodded.
"So did you tell him?"
"Huh?"

I looked at her surprised.
"Oh come on! It's so obvious."
"Is it really?"
She nodded and we both chuckled.
"Your eyes. You can't hide your love for him."
"Yeah I guess not."
"So did you tell him yet?"
"I tried to but I messed it all up. He hates me."
"He could never hate you. You'll figure it out. I know it."
"I hope so."

I kept trying to talk to Ishan but he grew immensely distant. I could see him laughing with everyone but the minute I'd approach him, he would just get up and walk away. I thought about it long and hard. What could I do? I had to win him back. There was no other option. I needed him and I had realized it. I had to apologize to him properly. Beg for his forgiveness if I may.

I just hoped it wasn't too late. I had been stupid for not grabbing him when I had the chance. We were all going to go home after this match. It was our last match of the t20 series against Zimbabwe. I had been trying to talk to him throughout the series, which I wasn't supposed to play in, since I was supposed to be on my honeymoon. Which I couldn't thank God enough, for not happening.

I called my parents, needing comfort in this situation.
"I'm sorry.."
"Why are you sorry beta? She broke it off, it wasn't your fault."
"No, she did it for me papa. She did it because I'm in love with someone else."
"Why didn't you tell us kaka? You know we weren't going to force you to marry someone you didn't love."

"I got scared mumma...."
"Soooo... who is it?"
"It- it's Ish- Ishan..."
I said hesitantly, scared of how they'd react.
"Oh!"
I sighed probably looking like I was about to shit myself. Since we were on facetime, they noticed it.
"No, NO! There's nothing wrong with that. We just weren't expecting it, that's all!"

"Actually now that I think about it... it was pretty visible. I can't believe you didn't tell us. We love you nonetheless kaka."
I sighed in relief at their support.

We had won the toss and decided to bowl first. Zimbabwe had managed to make 182-7 and we were up for the chase. Abhishek and I were set to open, but Abhishek lost his wicket early just getting 3 (4). Then Riyan came out to bat but he got out after making 13 (15). Ishan came out to bat next and he still wouldn't speak to me. I was doing all the talking but I decided to keep our conversation about cricket only.

I needed him to play well and I didn't want to distract him by saying something stupid and ticking him off. We had a 116 run partnership before he lost his wicket making a 64 (52) and I won us the match along with Rinku who made 22* (10). I received the man of the match for my 78* (48) and the man of the series for my 202 runs in the series and I went on for the speech.
(If the numbers don't add up, it's because 3 extra ke run mile-)

"How happy are you for this series win against Zimbabwe, defeating them by a whooping 5-0?"
"It's a good feeling, we are focusing on our game and we ought to keep improving."

"Getting man of the series right after the world cup, how does it feel? Do you feel like you deserved to be on the team?"
"Well I can't say much about it, but if they thought I could do well, I would've been in the team. I don't take these things personally, I believe in my game and know that I'm good enough."

"How would you describe this innings?"
"It felt great, I had an amazing partnership with Ishan, I couldn't do it without him."

"I didn't see you guys talking much in between, but you still had impeccable chemistry. What would you like to say about that?"
"He is a little angry with me right now, but no one can deny that we work well together."

"He's angry you say? With you?"
"Yes, it was my fault."
"Well thank you for your time Shubman... unless you want to say something else?"

She gave me a once over noting my hesitation and handed the mic to me.
"I wanted to apologize. I know I made a huge mistake and I'm sorry. I broke your trust and your heart. I was a coward. I couldn't stand up for us and I preferred running away. I don't even know if what I'm doing right now, is right. Or if this is what you even wanted, but all I know is, you told me I was a coward and I don't want to be one anymore."

I looked towards our dugout, trying to spot him but I couldn't. I tried my best to control my tears.
"I am probably making you even more angry by doing this right now and I don't know what you want, but I know that my heart is in the right place and I hope you consider that. I'm so sorry. I love you so much Ishan and if you want me to yell it to the world, I will. I will do whatever you want me to do, because I can't live without you."

A few tears escaped my eyes, as I looked around to find Abhinav in the stands, and he gave me a once over before disappearing inside the dressing room. A couple minutes later he came out with Ishan next to him and gently nudged Ishan towards my direction. I gave a small smile and made my way towards him.
"Will you really do whatever I want you to?"
I nodded giving him a smile.

"I love you, my Ish."
"I really did not mean for you to go and confess in front of the world, I just wanted you to acknowledge our relationship."
I shrugged.
"I thought you wanted me to not be a coward, so..."
He shook his head.
"You are an idiot."
"I'm your idiot."

"By the way.. what is Abhinav doing here?"
"Oh he wanted to surprise me. I actually thought you called him here."
"Me? Why would I?"
"I don't know.... I thought he was the one who helped you with this confession. I almost lashed out at him."
"No, I knew I had to figure this one out myself. I learnt my lesson."

Ishan chuckled, shaking his head.
"You know he was the one who dragged me out here, otherwise I was planning to just stay in the dressing room. He asked me to give you a second chance."
I looked towards Abhinav and gave him a small nod and he returned it.
"Although, he did say that if you messed up again, he would kill you himself."
"I'd let him."

Ishan chuckled lightly.
"So am I forgiven?"
"Not yet... it depends..."
"On?"
"On how you act from here on."
I nodded obediently.
"I love you."
I smiled happily at that and I realized, I didn't look at the audience's reaction around me. I didn't care what anyone else thought about me, as long as I had him. I didn't need anyone else, but him.
And then I pulled him in for a kiss.

The End.

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Okayy I know everyone had different opinions as to how this oneshot should've ended but in the end, I'm still the one writing it so.... I don't care. Imma do it my way 💅🏼