As they drove back home, the playful banter between Shubman and Saumya filled the air, easing the tension of their time apart. Saumya couldn't resist teasing Shubman about his seemingly endless hours in the gym, poking fun at his dedication to maintaining his physique.

"You spend more time in the gym than you do anywhere else," Saumya teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she turned to him in the passenger seat.

Shubman chuckled, his smirk betraying his amusement at her teasing. "Well, a little hard work never hurt anyone," he quipped, his tone light and playful.

Before Saumya could respond, Shubman surprised her by reaching down and swiftly pulling his T-shirt over his head, revealing his toned torso beneath. Saumya's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as she caught sight of his bare chest, her breath catching in her throat.

"Shubman!" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with both surprise and embarrassment. "What are you doing?"

Shubman shrugged casually, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he glanced over at her. "Just proving a point," he replied, his tone teasing. "Besides, it's hot in here, isn't it?"

Saumya's heart raced as she struggled to regain her composure, the sight of Shubman's chiseled physique leaving her momentarily speechless. She quickly averted her gaze, trying to quell the butterflies that danced in her stomach at the proximity of her boyfriend's bare chest.

As they continued their journey home, the playful banter resumed, but Saumya couldn't shake the image of Shubman's shirtless form from her mind. Despite her best efforts to focus on the road ahead, she found herself stealing glances at him whenever she thought he wasn't looking, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment and excitement.

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As they cruised along the familiar roads, Shubman's hand found its way to Saumya's thigh, the warmth of his touch sending shivers down her spine. Saumya couldn't help but glance down at his hand, her heart skipping a beat at the intimate gesture.

Shubman's touch was gentle yet possessive, his fingers tracing light patterns on her thigh as they drove. Saumya's breath caught in her throat as she felt the heat radiating from his hand, the sensation sending a wave of tingles through her body.

She stole a glance at Shubman, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "Shubman," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, "what are you doing?"

Shubman flashed her a playful grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he maintained his grip on her thigh. "Just making sure you don't forget I'm here," he replied, his tone laced with amusement.

Saumya couldn't suppress the flutter of butterflies in her stomach at his words, her cheeks flushing even deeper at the underlying implication of his touch. Despite her initial surprise, she found herself leaning into his touch, revelling in the comfort and security of his presence beside her.

As they continued their journey home, the gentle pressure of Shubman's hand on her thigh served as a silent reassurance of their bond, anchoring Saumya to the present moment as they navigated the winding roads together.

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Feeling Saumya's hand tremble slightly beneath his touch, Shubman gently intertwined his fingers with hers, their hands fitting together perfectly like pieces of a puzzle. With a tender smile, he brought her hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of her hand.

Saumya's breath hitched at the warmth of his lips against her skin, a rush of emotions flooding her senses as she met his gaze. Their eyes locked in an unspoken exchange, conveying volumes of unsaid words and emotions.

"You know," Shubman began softly, his voice barely above a whisper, "I feel like the luckiest guy in the world whenever I'm with you."

Saumya's heart swelled with affection at his words, a soft smile gracing her lips as she leaned closer to him. "And I feel the same way," she replied, her voice filled with warmth and sincerity. "Being with you feels like coming home."

As they continued their journey home, their intertwined hands served as a silent testament to the depth of their connection, anchoring them to each other amidst the ebb and flow of life's uncertainties. In that moment, all that mattered was the bond they shared, steadfast and unwavering in the face of whatever challenges lay ahead.

Lost in the intimacy of the moment, Shubman and Saumya drove on, their intertwined hands a comforting link between them. The soft hum of the car's engine filled the air, creating a cocoon of tranquility around them as they journeyed homeward.

With each passing mile, their conversation ebbed and flowed, punctuated by moments of shared laughter and tender glances. Saumya couldn't help but steal occasional sideways glances at Shubman, admiring the way the streetlights cast a gentle glow on his profile, highlighting the contours of his face.

As they approached a red light, Shubman's gaze shifted from the road to Saumya, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "You know, I can't resist the urge to steal kisses from you," he teased, his voice laced with playful affection.

Saumya's cheeks flushed at his bold declaration, her laughter bubbling forth like music in the quiet of the car. "Oh, really now?" she quipped, her eyes dancing with amusement. "I guess I'll have to keep a closer eye on you then."

With a mischievous grin, Shubman leaned in closer, his lips hovering tantalizingly close to hers. "Or you could just let me kiss you whenever I want," he suggested his voice husky with desire.

Their playful banter was interrupted by the green light, signalling them to continue their journey. Yet, the playful spark between them lingered, infusing the air with a palpable sense of anticipation as they drove on into the night, their shared laughter echoing in the confines of the car.

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As they arrived home, the cozy ambience of their shared apartment enveloped them like a warm embrace. Saumya's eyes sparkled with excitement as she turned to Shubman, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"You know what I've been thinking?" she began, her voice tinged with anticipation.

Shubman raised an eyebrow, a playful smile playing at the corners of his lips. "What's that, love?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.

Saumya's grin widened as she reached for her makeup bag, her fingers deftly rummaging through the contents. "I want to do something fun," she declared, her eyes alight with mischief.

Shubman's interest was immediately piqued as he watched her retrieve an eyeliner pencil from the bag. "Oh?" he responded, a hint of intrigue colouring his tone. "And what might that be?"

Saumya's smile turned into a mischievous smirk as she approached him, eyeliner pencil in hand. "I want to do eyeliner for you," she announced, her excitement palpable.

Shubman's eyes widened in surprise at her unexpected suggestion, but the twinkle of amusement in his gaze betrayed his intrigue. "Eyeliner?" he echoed, a hint of amusement lacing his voice. "Well, that's certainly different."

Saumya's grin grew wider as she gestured for him to sit down on the couch. "Come on, it'll be fun!" she urged, her eyes dancing with excitement.

With a chuckle, Shubman complied, taking a seat on the couch and watching with amused anticipation as Saumya prepared to apply the eyeliner.  "But one condition."

Saumya arched an eyebrow, her lips quirking into a playful smile. "Oh? And what's that?" she asked, her tone teasing.

Shubman's expression turned mischievous as he suggested, "You have to sit on my lap while you do it. That way, I get to enjoy the view."

Saumya's cheeks flushed at his suggestion, but she couldn't suppress a giggle at his playful demeanour. "Deal," she agreed, her heart fluttering with excitement as she climbed onto his lap.

With practised hands, Saumya retrieved her makeup kit from her bag and selected the eyeliner. 

As she leaned in closer, her breath mingled with his, sending a shiver down Shubman's spine. With gentle precision, she applied the eyeliner, her touch feather-light against his skin.

As she worked, their laughter filled the room, creating a bubble of warmth and intimacy around them. With each stroke of the eyeliner, their connection deepened, a silent understanding passing between them in the shared moments of closeness.

When Saumya finally finished, she leaned back, admiring her handiwork with a satisfied smile. "There," she declared, her eyes sparkling with pride. "You look amazing."

Shubman grinned, his gaze locked with hers. "Only because you're the artist," he replied, his voice soft with affection. "Thank you."

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As Saumya delicately traced her fingers through Shubman's hair, he couldn't help but admire her from his vantage point, seated on the sofa with her perched on his lap. Her touch was gentle, yet it sent tingles of warmth cascading down his spine, igniting a fire within him.

Lost in his thoughts, Shubman gazed at Saumya, marvelling at the way her eyes sparkled with mischief, her laughter echoing through the room like music to his ears. He felt a surge of gratitude wash over him, a deep-seated appreciation for the woman who had brought so much joy and love into his life.

"You know," he began, his voice soft with sincerity, "I feel incredibly lucky to have you in my life."Saumya's eyes softened at his words, a tender smile gracing her lips as she leaned in closer. 

"And I feel the same way about you," she confessed, her voice filled with warmth. "You make every moment brighter, Shubman."

With a contented sigh, Shubman leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Saumya's forehead. "I love you," he whispered, his words a vow of devotion.

"I love you too," Saumya murmured in response, her heart overflowing with love for the man who had captured her soul.

And in the warmth of their embrace, surrounded by the echoes of their laughter and the gentle caress of their touch, Shubman and Saumya found solace in each other's arms, knowing that their love would weather any storm, strong and unwavering for all eternity.

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As Saumya peppered Shubman's face with soft kisses, her lips leaving a trail of warmth wherever they touched, Shubman couldn't help but revel in the tenderness of her affection. Each delicate press of her lips sent shivers of delight coursing through his veins, igniting a fire of desire within him.

"You're so pretty," Saumya murmured between kisses, her voice barely above a whisper as she trailed her lips along his jawline. "I could just keep kissing you forever."

Her words sent a rush of warmth flooding through Shubman's chest, his heart swelling with love for the woman in his arms. He reached up, cupping her face in his hands as he leaned in to capture her lips in a tender kiss.

Their lips met in a sweet embrace, a silent vow of love passing between them as they melted into each other's arms. In that moment, the world fell away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the beauty of their love.

As they pulled away, their foreheads pressed together in a silent communion, Shubman felt a sense of peace wash over him. With Saumya by his side, he knew that he had found his home, his anchor in the stormy seas of life.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity.

"I love you too," Saumya replied, her eyes shining with affection as she leaned in to rest her head against his chest.

And in the quiet intimacy of their embrace, Shubman and Saumya found solace in each other's arms, their love a beacon of light in the darkness, guiding them through the trials and tribulations of life with unwavering devotion.

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As Saumya continued to place soft kisses on Shubman's face, their intimate moment was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Ishan, KL Rahul, Hardik, Virat, and Shreyas walked in, their eyes widening in surprise as they took in the scene before them.

"Whoa, am I interrupting something here?" Ishan quipped, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he glanced at Shubman and Saumya.

Shubman chuckled, his cheeks flushing slightly as he exchanged a knowing look with Saumya. 

"Just a little impromptu makeup session," he replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

Hardik smirked as he nudged Virat playfully. "Looks like someone's getting pampered," he teased, earning a chuckle from the others.

Virat raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching with amusement. "I must say, Shubman, you're looking rather... radiant today," he remarked, his tone laced with humor.

Shubman rolled his eyes good-naturedly, his cheeks tinted with a blush as he shot back, "Thanks, Captain Obvious."

Saumya couldn't help but giggle at their banter, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Sorry, guys, I got a little carried away," she admitted, feeling slightly self-conscious under their scrutiny.

Ishan grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "No need to apologize, Saumya. We're just jealous we didn't get an invite to the makeover party," he quipped, earning a round of laughter from the group.

Shreyas, ever the peacemaker, stepped forward with a grin. "Well, now that we're all here, why don't we continue the party?" he suggested, clapping Shubman on the back. "I'm sure there's plenty of room for all of us."

With a collective chuckle, the group settled in, ready to enjoy the rest of the evening together. Despite the interruption, the warmth of their camaraderie filled the room, turning an ordinary moment into a cherished memory that Shubman and Saumya would hold dear for years to come.

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As Ishan glanced at Shubman and Saumya, a mischievous grin spread across his face. "Hey, Saumya, since you're already in the makeup mood, how about giving me a hand with my eyeliner?" he joked, raising his eyebrows playfully.

Saumya laughed, shaking her head in amusement. "Sure, why not?" she replied, standing up from Shubman's lap and moving closer to Ishan. "But I can't promise it'll look as good as Shubman's."

Ishan chuckled, leaning back in his seat as Saumya began rummaging through her makeup bag. "I'll take my chances," he quipped, his eyes twinkling with anticipation.

Shubman watched with amusement as Saumya expertly applied the eyeliner to Ishan's eyes, her movements precise and confident. "Looks like you've found yourself a new makeup artist, Ishan," he teased, earning a chuckle from the others.

Ishan smirked, winking at Saumya. "I must say, you've got quite the talent," he remarked, admiring his reflection in the mirror.

Saumya grinned, pleased with the result. "Thanks, Ishan. Just don't blame me if you end up looking like a rockstar," she quipped, earning a round of laughter from the group.

As Ishan admired his newfound "rockstar" look, the room was filled with laughter and light-hearted banter, creating a joyful atmosphere that brought a smile to everyone's faces.

As the laughter subsided, Virat glanced at Saumya with a grin. "Alright, Saumya, your turn to give me a makeover," he declared, raising an eyebrow teasingly.

Saumya raised her hands in mock surrender. "Sorry, Virat, but I think one makeup session per day is my limit," she retorted, chuckling as she settled back onto Shubman's lap, her legs dangling off the couch handrest.

Hardik leaned forward, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Come on, Saumya, don't be shy. I'm sure Virat would look stunning with some eyeliner," he teased, earning a round of laughter from the others.

Virat feigned offence, placing a hand over his heart dramatically. "I'm hurt, Saumya. I thought we were friends," he joked, giving her a playful pout.

Saumya rolled her eyes playfully. "Alright, fine, I'll make an exception for you, Virat," she relented, grabbing her makeup bag once again. "But just this once."

As Saumya began applying the eyeliner to Virat's eyes, the room filled with lighthearted banter and laughter, creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere. Despite their busy schedules and the pressures of their respective careers, moments like these allowed them to unwind and enjoy each other's company, strengthening the bonds of friendship that connected them all.

As Saumya carefully applied the eyeliner to Virat's eyes, the room echoed with laughter and friendly banter. Shubman watched with a smile, enjoying the camaraderie among the group. He couldn't help but feel grateful for these moments of levity amidst their hectic lives.

Meanwhile, Ishan, KL Rahul, and Hardik playfully debated who would be next in line for a makeover, each trying to outdo the others with outrageous suggestions. 

Shreyas leaned back, amused by the antics unfolding before him, while Virat patiently sat through Saumya's expert application of eyeliner, occasionally flinching as she teased him about his "modelling" skills.

As Saumya finished the final touches, Virat glanced into the mirror, admiring the result with a smirk. "Not bad, Saumya. You might have a future career as a makeup artist," he remarked, earning a round of chuckles from the group.

Saumya grinned, feigning modesty. "Oh, you think so, Virat? Maybe I'll consider it as a side gig," she quipped, playfully nudging him as she packed away her makeup.

With the makeover session complete, the group settled back into their seats, enjoying the easy camaraderie and shared laughter. As the evening wore on, they continued to share stories, jokes, and friendly jabs, cherishing the bond that united them as teammates and friends.

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As Saumya headed to put away her makeup kit, she couldn't help but overhear the boys teasing Shubman mercilessly. Their playful banter filled the room, punctuated by laughter and good-natured ribbing.

Ishan, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, teased Shubman, "Hey, Shubman, need some tips on eyeliner too? Saumya seems to be an expert."

This remark elicited a chorus of laughter from the others, with KL Rahul chiming in, "Yeah, Shubman, maybe you could use some help in the fashion department too. Saumya can give you a makeover."

Shubman rolled his eyes good-naturedly, accustomed to his friends' teasing. "Thanks, but I'll pass. I think I'll stick to my own style," he retorted, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

Saumya couldn't help but chuckle at the banter, shaking her head fondly as she returned to the group. "Leave him alone, guys. Shubman's got his own charm," she remarked, coming to his defence.

The boys laughed at her comment, but there was a warmth in their teasing, a shared understanding of the bond between Shubman and Saumya. As they continued to joke and laugh together, the camaraderie in the room was palpable, a testament to the strong friendships forged both on and off the field.

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After the boys had left, Shubman remained seated on the couch, his gaze lingering on Saumya as she leaned against the kitchen counter. Sensing his attention, she glanced over at him, a soft smile playing on her lips.

As Shubman patted his lap invitingly, Saumya's cheeks flushed pink at his gesture. His voice took on a playful, authoritative tone as he beckoned her, uttering the words, "Come to Daddy."

Her heart skipped a beat at his words, a rush of warmth flooding through her as she met his gaze. With a shy smile, she pushed herself off the counter, feeling a surge of anticipation as she made her way over to him.

Saumya approached him hesitantly at first, her heart pounding in her chest. But as she reached him, she couldn't resist the magnetic pull of his presence. With a soft exhale, she settled onto his lap, her hands finding their place on his shoulders as she leaned in closer to him.

Shubman wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him as he savored the closeness between them. The air was charged with electricity, a palpable tension simmering just beneath the surface as they gazed into each other's eyes.

At that moment, there was no need for words. Their connection spoke volumes, a silent exchange of emotions and desires that transcended any spoken language. And as they sat there, wrapped up in each other's embrace, time seemed to stand still, allowing them to revel in the simple pleasure of being together.

As Shubman held her close, a mischievous glint danced in his eyes as he teased her playfully. "You can call me Daddy if you'd like," he suggested with a sly grin, his voice laced with amusement.

Saumya's eyebrows shot up in surprise at his suggestion, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. She couldn't help but chuckle nervously, the idea catching her off guard.

"Call you daddy?" she echoed, her voice betraying a mix of incredulity and amusement. "I think I'll pass on that one," she replied, her tone light and teasing as she playfully nudged him.

Shubman laughed at her response, the sound warm and genuine as he squeezed her waist affectionately. "Your loss," he teased, a playful sparkle in his eyes as he leaned in closer to her.

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Shubman couldn't resist continuing the teasing, his playful demeanour adding a lightness to the air between them. "Are you sure?" he persisted, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips. "I hear 

it's all the rage these days."

Saumya rolled her eyes with a soft chuckle, shaking her head at his antics. "I think I'll stick to calling you by your name," she replied, her tone teasing but affectionate.

"Suit yourself," Shubman teased, leaning in closer to her. "But just remember, daddy knows best," he added with a playful wink, earning a playful swat on the arm from Saumya.

Their banter flowed effortlessly, a testament to their comfort and ease with each other. As they shared light-hearted moments and playful teasing, their connection deepened, anchoring them in the warmth of their relationship.

As Saumya traced playful patterns on Shubman's shirt, a mischievous glint danced in her eyes, reflecting the playful energy that filled the room. She watched with curiosity as Shubman reached into the drawer, retrieving a lipstick with a sly grin.

"What are you up to now?" she teased, her lips curling into a playful smile as she leaned in closer.

Shubman's grin widened as he uncapped the lipstick, his movements deliberate yet filled with a hint of mischief. "Just adding a touch of color to those lovely lips of yours," he replied, his tone laced with playful affection.

Saumya's eyes sparkled with amusement as she tilted her head, allowing him to apply the lipstick with gentle precision. She savoured the sensation of his touch against her lips, a soft warmth spreading through her at the intimacy of the moment.

Once he was done, she pressed her lips together, admiring the subtle hue he had chosen. "Well, how do I look?" she asked, her voice light with amusement as she leaned back, waiting for his verdict.

Shubman's gaze lingered on her lips, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Absolutely stunning," he replied, his voice soft with genuine admiration. "But then again, you always are."

Their playful banter continued as they shared more lighthearted moments, their laughter filling the room with an undeniable warmth. Shubman's teasing remarks were met with Saumya's witty comebacks, each exchange strengthening the bond between them.

Despite the teasing and laughter, there was an underlying sense of tenderness and affection in their interactions, a silent acknowledgement of the deep connection they shared. In each other's company, they found comfort, joy, and a sense of belonging that transcended words.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

As Saumya planted playful kisses on Shubman's face, the vibrant hue of the lipstick left behind a trail of delicate stains against his skin. With each tender touch of her lips, the room seemed to fill with electric energy, a palpable sense of affection and desire lingering in the air.

Shubman couldn't help but chuckle as he felt the soft press of her lips against his cheek, the sensation sending a shiver of warmth coursing through him. "Looks like you're making quite the masterpiece," he remarked, his voice laced with amusement as he glanced at the lipstick stains adorning his skin.

Saumya grinned mischievously, her eyes sparkling with playful delight as she continued to pepper his face with kisses. "Consider it my signature artwork," she quipped, her tone light and teasing as she leaned in to leave another kiss on his forehead.

The room was filled with the sound of their laughter and the soft rustle of movement as they playfully teased and indulged in each other's company. In the gentle intimacy of the moment, they found a sense of closeness that transcended words, a silent language of love spoken through tender gestures and affectionate touches.

As Saumya leaned back, admiring her handiwork with a satisfied smile, Shubman reached up to gently brush a strand of hair away from her face, his touch lingering against her skin. "You know," he began, his voice soft and filled with warmth, "I don't think I've ever looked better."

Saumya's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as she met his gaze, her heart fluttering with affection at his words. "Well, you wear lipstick stains quite well," she replied, her tone playful yet filled with genuine fondness as she reached up to cup his cheek in her hand.

Saumya couldn't resist capturing the adorable sight before her as Shubman sat there with playful lipstick stains adorning his face. With a mischievous grin, she reached for her phone, holding it up to frame the perfect shot.

"Say cheese!" she exclaimed cheerfully, her voice laced with amusement as she aimed the camera at him.

Shubman chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he struck a pose, his lips curved into a playful smirk. "Ready for my close-up," he quipped, his tone filled with mock seriousness as he leaned slightly towards the camera.

With a click of the shutter, Saumya captured the moment, the flash illuminating the room as it immortalized the playful exchange between them. As she lowered her phone, a satisfied smile tugged at her lips, the image serving as a delightful reminder of their lighthearted moments together.

"Perfect," she declared, her voice filled with satisfaction as she admired the photo on her screen.  "This one's definitely going in the album."

Shubman grinned, leaning in to sneak a peek at the picture. "I must say, I've never looked better," he remarked, his tone teasing yet filled with genuine affection as he admired the image.

Saumya chuckled, nudging him playfully as she leaned against his side. "Oh, absolutely," she agreed with a playful wink. "You make quite the handsome canvas."

As they shared a laugh, the warmth of their bond enveloped them, filling the room with a sense of joy and contentment. In that moment, surrounded by the echoes of their laughter and the soft glow of affection, they knew that their love was a beautiful masterpiece, one that would only continue to grow with each passing day.

Their playful banter dissolved into tender affection as Shubman leaned in, his lips meeting Saumya's in a gentle kiss. His hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer as she responded eagerly, her arms winding around his neck in a loving embrace.

Their kiss was filled with a sweet warmth, a silent exchange of love and devotion that spoke volumes without the need for words. Saumya melted into his embrace, her heart fluttering with the depth of their connection as she savoured the taste of his lips against hers.

As they lingered in each other's embrace, time seemed to stand still, the world fading away around them as they lost themselves in the moment. In that tender embrace, they found solace and comfort, a reminder of the bond that bound them together through thick and thin.

Their love was a beacon of light in the darkness, a source of strength and joy that illuminated their path forward. As they pulled away from the kiss, their eyes met, sparkling with love and adoration as they shared a silent promise of forever.

"I love you," Shubman whispered, his voice filled with emotion as he pressed his forehead against hers.

"I love you too," Saumya murmured, her heart overflowing with happiness as she nestled into his embrace, knowing that their love would carry them through whatever challenges lay ahead.