UPDATE!

"Hayee yeh ladka! Apne aap kucch nahi kar sakta! Uparwala jaane iska kya hoga! ( Gosh this boy! Only God knows what will become of him!") Keart mumbled and picked up the stuffs her son has put up on display all around the room.

Towel on bed, tie on table fan, AC remote in between magazine page, kit bag's contents shoved into almost full wardrobe, 3/4 th eaten apple on the divan.

"MUMMA! Soney do na! Kitthe chilla rahe ho!
(MUMMA! Let me sleep na! Why are you shouting?)"

Shubman whined and turning to the other side, covered his ears with a pillow.

His mother pulled the blanket and pillow away, "You have a 4 pm flight and it's 11 am, Shub!"

" 5 hours left, 5 hours!" Shub whined and taking a towel, entered the washroom.

As the water drops started falling on him and he was back from the land of sleep, his mind processed the happenings of the day before.

A so called date spent without clicking photos for the gram? Check.

A heart to heart conversation amidst picking on each other, check.

Finding the softness again in those brown orbs, check.

Agreement marriage or marriage of compromise? Check.

A perfect Karan Johar script, check.

Sia Ahuja. The woman he least expected to tie the knot with. To say and share the vows with. To build something meaningful with.

Shahneel's words are really confusing.

Best things happen unexpectedly, okay, but how will he know that?

He has come across so many things, so many incidents and none of them, except his parents' beaming eyes told him about his future, what lies in front of him.

How will he know?
He's scared. Scared of companionship. Of vulnerability. Of true love. Of the crests and troughs, of the peaks.

Hair tied in a messy bun, papers scattered all around the bed, with her sitting in the middle of it.
That's what Sia's cousin found her sister after barging into the room.

Paying no heed to whatever she was doing, the over excited cousin pushed the phone infront.

Sia was flabbergasted when Anya shoved her phone into the file she was going through.

Scrunching her eyebrows, when she noticed what the thing was, she was left speechless.
What the hell?

sfnews The star of the Cricket World, shubmangill got snapped last evening, in the outskirts of Mohali, on a cafe date!
Who's this mysterious lady? We've no clue but hoping to find out soon!

"Going on dates, already? So much progression already? Hayee, my shipper heart!" Anya dramatically placed her hand on her chest. Taking a moment to laugh at her Di's face, she pouted, " Just jeans and top? That too old one, Di? That's not we wear on dates!"

Meanwhile -

"Ohooo."

"What, Bro?"

"Ohooho?"

"What oho oho? Theek se bol, Ishan!" Shub snapped, having enough of his best friend's clownery.

"And I thought Ishan could handle him. He's no less."
Lakhwinder sighed.
That's when Shub realised the call was on speaker.
Making an innocent face, he was quick to turn it off and literally dashed away from the scene.

"Date with my honewali Bhabhi? Ohooo? Cafe Date, ohooo! So aesthetic, bro." Ishan continued after a dramatic sniff on the handkerchief, "Never knew that someone like you can be so romantic and thoughtful."

"What are you talking? WAIT. Where did you get to know? Don't tell me that-"

"Yes, bro. Neki aur pucch pucch! Paparazzi poking their nose thing. Forwarding you their post. Thankfully they couldn't get to see Sia's face or else-"

Shubman fell from the couch.

Oh sh*t no.

Just then, his phone pinged with a msg.

Miss Chudail.

What is this, Gill?

"I really don't know anything about this, Sia.
Kasam se."

"Thankfully they didn't get close up shot of my face. Or else some cringefest first page of the articles would have-"

" You're going to be with this handsome, brown Munda, Ahuja. Learn to live with it from now."

He decided to pull her leg. He can never let go of that chance. Can he?

"Dumbo. Listen, if you tell anyone about this-"

"Hate you too, future wife."

"😒🤡"

A chuckle left his lips.

"Inn dono ka kucch nahi hoga." Anya made a face, as she was there beside her sister who was as furious as her speed of typing, with flared nose and harsh look.

Few hours later :

"So..."

"What so? Don't start like Ishan, yaar!" Shubman shoved Abhishek in the arm as they say down in the lounge, waiting for their flight.

"She deserves better you know, so treat her right or else I'll happily kick you where the sun doesn't whine. And, what the heck is this dramatic life of yours?

" I don't know how I'll face everyone else in Mumbai. I just hope Ishan doesn't spread it like wildfire. Am not ready for Virat Bhai's Ted talks."

" You both haven't given the final decision of yours yet, Shubi."

"Tujhe lagta hai I will be able to say no?"

"Nope." Abhay shrugged after a moment.

"Mumbai ek saath hi jaate tum dono. Kal kyun?" Shahneel asked Sia.

The two had come for catching up, it was literally on hold for the bomb drop last week.

"I wouldn't have been able to bear his clownery whole flight. Or his nonchalant attitude. He tests my patience badly."
Sia thought, and was unable to give an answer.

She dreamt, had the khwaish of getting rid of him, but instead is getting wrapped into the web of marriage with him.

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"Don't tell me Shubi is upto his old ways, Ishan. Phirse apna dil todwayega kya?" Virat fumed.

He had gotten sniff of the paps clicking the date pics.

Ishan tried to look for an excuse.
He can't say the reality also, because if he does, Shub will dig a 20 feet hole and bury him in, and if he doesn't reply anything, Virat Bhai will book a bed in the hospital for him and send him there after a good trashing.

Virat Kohli will never believe that one of his monkeys will never know something about the other, especially when it's Shubman Gill and Ishan Kishan anyone's talking about.

Giving him a harsh cold look, Virat crossed his arms and said, "Let him land. We, yes, we, all of the men and boys in the team are going to have a talk. What say, Ro?"

"Am with Cheeku in this!" Ro chimed in, nodding his head.

"Gayi bhains paani mein." Ishan sighed and sat on his seat with a thud.