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a shubman gill fanfiction 

( shubman gill x fem! oc, love at first sight )

taylrsdaughter 2024



















── .✦SUMMARY


shubman gill thought it was just another crisp october afternoon, the kind where the chill in the air hints at the onset of winter. he was out for a casual stroll with his teammates, probably bantering about cricket or their next match, when something—or rather, someone—caught his eye.

sitting on a bench by the sidewalk was a girl, around his age or maybe a little younger. she wasn't just casually sitting; she had this soft, thoughtful look in her eyes as she gazed at a couple nearby—a girl and boy locked in a warm, intimate hug, laughing together like they were the only two people in the world. 

it didn't take long for shubman to figure out that the girl on the bench knew them. probably her best friend and her boyfriend, judging by the affectionate but slightly heartbroken look on her face. 

her eyes glistened for a second, and before shubman could blink, she was quickly wiping them with the back of her hand, trying to distract herself by diving back into the book she was pretending to read.

soon, shubman wasn't exactly sure why—maybe it was the way she was trying to hold herself together, or maybe it was because he recognized that flicker of loneliness—but his legs moved on their own, steering him in her direction. 

his teammates kept walking, oblivious, while Shubman found himself standing awkwardly in front of the mysterious girl.

without thinking, he asked, "Good book?" she looked up, startled at first, then smiled—a soft, guarded smile. 

"Not really," she admitted with a half-hearted laugh. and just like that, the ice was broken. 

the next thing shubman knew, they were talking about books, movies, and cricket, and before either of them could comprehend what was happening, they were laughing like they'd known each other for years.

kyra mahalakshmi. something about her intrigued him from the start.

there was this depth to her, a kind of vulnerability hidden behind her sass, that kept drawing him back. what started as innocent chats turned into daily coffee runs, spontaneous walks, and even late-night phone calls that stretched on until sunrise.

shubman found himself looking forward to her texts, her quirky questions about the world, and even her long rants about random things like which harry potter house he would belong to (she was firmly convinced he was a gryffindor, and she wasn't wrong). 

soon, shubman realized that this was no longer just fun and games. kyra wasn't just a want in his life anymore. 

she was quickly becoming a need. there was something fierce yet fragile about her, something that made him feel like he had to protect her, but at the same time, she made him feel alive—like they were equals in this strange little world they had built for themselves.

their relationship was an odd blend of chaos and comfort. they could be out at a fancy restaurant one day, debating over whether pineapple belonged on pizza, and the next, they'd be sitting on his couch, her head resting on his shoulder as they silently watched tv. 

it wasn't perfect, but that was the beauty of it. they argued over the smallest things—like who made the better coffee or which was the superior netflix show—yet there was always a magnetic pull that brought them back together, laughing and teasing again within minutes.

for shubman, kyra had quickly become the most unexpected and important part of his life. she wasn't just someone he wanted to be around—she was someone he needed, in ways he hadn't even realized. 

in kyra mahalakshmi, shubman had found not just love, but a connection so deep it left him breathless—and, if he were being honest, a little terrified. 

but then again, isn't that what love's supposed to feel like?









































































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taylrsdaughter as ]

KYRA MAHALAKSHMI ༊·˚ the girl written by mother and maybe even the weeknd
king of my heart !! reputation 

23 years old, final year filmmaking student

"so how has it been, watching me?"









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SHUBMAN GILL  ༊·˚ the boy written by the mother's
daylight !! lover

25 years old, cricketer

"lord she's so damn fine, how did no one even ask her out yet?"


Oh! And Coco, her 1-year-old Golden Retriever puppy































TROPES.ᐟ

sun x moon/ rep x lover/ opposite windows / tamil girl x punjabi boy/ chaotic dumbos/ romcom/ mother coded / love at first sight/ yapper and listener / artist x muse /  idiots of the century




WARNINGS.ᐟ

swearing /my stupid writing / slow updates / idiotic characters / sexual content/consumption of alcohol / a young broke author coming up with the most unbelievable ideas and plots and writing them cause she has no chance of even getting a guy.



PLEASE DON'T..

plagiarise any of my works or another person's books.
plagiarism is bad. evil stuff.
if you want something, just ask, you know?



DEDICATIONS

lovestruckers , lovesickidiotz , gaydarwanda , riya_30405 , 
sonaakshiee , starlvciers , CSG228 , kanikaa45 , XOAditi , IctXkkr , 
Ictxcelestial , chennaigal , Iforgotthtiexisted , lovrgurly , ishqkikahaani_ , 
Vintagestatic , -kindredconfetti , Gigi140521 , poetslouvre , marley_moonTL , 
Shubmanxforever , Shubmansrubyy , poTTahslytherdor , 
bowledover18 , NishkaPatel090 , Ablazed_phoenix , 










soup rants!

hello, and yes, this is the 25th book! OCTOBER EDITION!!

I know I say this in every book I start, that I'll try to control myself from making drafts, but, no, im not able to control it. the more songs I listen to, the more Pinterest I scroll through, and the more books I wanna write.

also the fact i make my ocs south indian everytime, hehehe

so here we are again. [ soup aka I have officially lost it ]

Please don't be a silent reader! Do comment and vote! They mean the world to me!

I love you guys!

- yours truly, supraja

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