A/N : On a scale of one to ten, how bad would y'all want a drunk AND jealous Shubman? Also fluff alert! Wrote a lot of it, because I'm on my periods lmao!

" I hate the way that woman looks at him." Sara grumbled.

Alysha chuckled at her ever so calm best-friend being infuriated.

" He's all yours Saru."

" I know. But I don't like the way she looks at him, like she wants to do him."

" Then claim your man."

" How?"

" Ain't it simple? Say yes."

Sara sighed.

She needed time.

She, of-course, wouldn't make him wait an eternity, although she was well aware that even if she did, he would.

But she did need time.

As the servers going around in the party walked over to them with the drinks,

Sara, parched, happened to pick up the wrong glass, assuming it to be juice.

As she finished half of it, her face contorted with confusion.

" Why the fuck does this taste like champagne?"

" Because it is champagne?"

Sara's eyes widened, as she stared down at the glass, and her eyes searched for Shubman, who stood at a short distance away, chatting away with his friends, completely unaware of the chaos that was about to come for him.

♡•♡

" Kamina. Kutta. Nalayak." Shubman cursed under his breath as Ishan ditched him for more champagne.

Jugnu had not accompanied him to England this time.

He'd had...work.

Shubman did not believe that excuse.

It wasn't like he minded him staying back and not accompanying him.

What he minded was him lying.

And Jugnu, had clearly lied.

The reason for staying back, was a girl.

" Sab jhoote hai."

" Who are you calling a liar Shubi?" Virat's eyes twinkled with amusement as he watched his favourite junior grow aggravated.

" Cheeku Bhaiya! Mujhe laga aap aaj nahi aayoge?"

" Aana toh nahi tha par aaj humare kumbhkaran ko pata nahi kyun, par apne neend se pyaari yeh party lagne lagi, so he dragged me along, and here am I." He said as he glanced at Rohit.

Shubman laughed.
" Careful Bhaiya, if Ro Bhaiya hears you call him Kumbhkaran, he's not taking it nicely."

" Oh he's never taking it nicely when it comes to me taking a dig at his love for sleep. So let that be. Tu dass! How are you not with your girl?"

" Her best-friend claimed that I'd spent enough time with her and stole her away." His lips turned into a faint pout as Virat laughed.

" Kake, she's always her best-friend's first, and yours later."

" Unfair." He grumbled.

As his lips parted to ask Virat about baby Vamika, Alysha called out to him, saying Sara was calling him.

" Excuse me Bhaiya, gotta go!"

Virat chuckled, fondness twinkled in his eyes seeing him happy in love.

♡•♡

Sara sat before Shubman, her eyes half shut, her cheeks and nose reddened as she swayed.

" What's...what's wrong with her?" He asked, worried.

" Oh nothing, she just drank more than she could tolerate." Alysha shrugged it off casually as his eyes widened.

" Drank? What?"

" Champagne."

" But but...she'd said she wasn't going to drink?"

" Well...let's just say my company can turn out to be either tricky or influential."

" You tricked her into drinking? Why? She was complaining about slight migraine just yesterday. Alysha why would you-"

" Oh calm down lover-boy! You should be thanking me for what's about to come."

" What?"

" You'll see." Giving him a cheeky grin, she got up and slipped away.

" HEY! NO LYSH GET BACK HERE!" Shubman let out an aggravated groan as he looked back at Sara.

" Hi!" She waved cutely at him and his creased forehead relaxed, as he broke into a smile.

Stepping forward and closer, he tucked a loose strand behind her ear, his thumb caressing her cheek.

" Why would you drink?" He murmured worriedly, the smile however, still there on his lips.

" What if you fall sick again? I hate seeing you unwell."

Sara, not having heard him suddenly sprang up, and almost fell.

Startled, he immediately held her to prevent her from falling.

She peeked up at him from her lashes, and then smiled, a cute smile spread across her lips.

" Ah pretty pretty boy!" She murmured as his smile inevitably widened, his cheeks heating up at being complimented by his favourite woman.

" Why do you have to be so prettyyy?" She whined, her hold tightening on his collar.

" Is it a bad thing?" He asked arching a brow, though, he knew quite well, that she'd say no.

Appearing thoughtful, she shook her head.

" No, not...not really. But...but then they all stare at you." She pouted, and he held himself back from kissing her sober.

" Well, even if they do, I'm all yours to do whatever you want to."

" Mine!" Her face lit up as she grabbed him, pulling him in and closer.

He bit back a smile at how adorable she looked.

" Yes darling, all yours."

Giggling, she looked around when the music changed.

" Dance! I wanna dance! Can we please dance?"

As much as he found her irresistible, and hated saying no, he shook his head firmly.

" You're too drunk to dance."

" No." She frowned, retorting fiercely.

" Am not!"

" Yes you are."

" Noo." She whined and he chuckled.

" Sara, my love, I can't let you dance in this state."

" What state? The only state...state I know is...my head is spinning."

" Exactly. You cannot dance when your head is spinning or it'll spin more."

" It will?"

" It will."

" Okay." She nodded her head and Shubman inwardly thanked the Gods.

But unfortunately for him, he had more in platter.

As Sara turned her head to the side and let out a dramatic gasp, Shubman frowned, not letting her out of his hold.

" What is it?"

" That bitch!"

His brows raised in surprise, taken aback at her unusual foul language.

" What...what about her?"

" She'd been eyeing you like she wants to bed you! Vile woman!"

Shubman gulped, her seemingly growing rage for the woman who'd been eyeing him scared him.

He'd never ever seen Sara grow so affected over someone.

She was always so sorted, so unbothered by people who were around her only to get on her nerves.

This was an entirely new side of hers that he was seeing today.

Surely Alysha did not mean this was what he should be thanking her for, right?

She was supposed to have warned him about how dangerous a drunk Sara was.

Instead, she asked him to be grateful!

Grateful for what?

For handling a drunk, dangerous woman?

It wasn't like he minded, of-course.

Why would he, when it was the love of his life?

The only thing he minded, was not being warned about it.

" I want to pluck her eyeballs off." Sara glared at her, and Shubman gulped.

" Let's...let's do it...tomorrow! Let's go home now?"

" No! How dare she talk about how good can you be in bed?"

Shubman felt disgusted, but he ignored the feeling, his main focus being Sara.

" Sara...let's go home please? Do whatever you want to, tomorrow. I'll help you with it. Just come home with me."

" But...I want to dance." She mumbled and he felt like crying.

Sighing, he shook his head.

" Tomorrow. We'll do everything tomorrow."

" You're not lying to drag me home, are you?" She frowned at him and he immediately shook his head.

" I dare not do so. Just come on now!"

She stared at him with narrowed eyes for a while, as she sat down on the plush couch, and then stood up again.

Her body swayed and she almost stumbled.

Quickly stepping forward, he put his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling.

" Why are you swaying like a pendulum?" She asked him, earning another sigh.

" I'm not. Your body is swaying like a pendulum, making you feel so."

" But...I'm standing straight!"

" Sure you are. Can we go now?"

" My feet hurt. I don't want to walk."

Shubman bent down, startling her.

" What are you doing?"

He unbuckled the belt of her heels, and took them off.

Taking off his shoes, he made her wear them, and he took off his jacket as well, wrapping it around her shoulders.

" You good now?"

Tearing up at the gesture, she nodded her head and he panicked.

" Hey hey hey! What's wrong? What did I do? Are you okay? Does it hurt so bad? Are you hurting anywhere else?"

She shook her head.

" You're...so sweet." She mumbled and he let out a sigh of relief, realising the reason and planted a kiss on her forehead.

" C'mon." He said as he ushered her into the elevator.

As they reached the parking and the car, he unlocked it and made her sit in, buckling the seatbelt and kept her heels in the backseat, and slid into the driver's seat himself.

They drove out of the banquet building, and Sara continued to blabber for the rest of the ride as Shubman patiently heard her out and responded when necessary.

As they drove past an ice-cream parlour, she gasped happily, and he drove back.

" You want ice-cream?"

" I can have ice-cream?" She asked, a delightful expression on her face and he smiled, a fond smile on his face as he nodded.

" Of-course my love. What flavour do you want?"

" Coffee-no, choco chip! No...no wait! Brownie!"

Nodding his head, he unbuckled his seatbelt and asked her to wait for him.

Ten minutes later, he came back with a cone, and triple scoops, one of coffee, one of choco chip, and one of brownie.

" You're the best!" She told him as she planted a kiss on his cheek and he was quick to push forward the second cheek as well, earning another kiss.

She spent a while finishing the ice-creams, and he suddenly wanted her to speak again, no matter what she was speaking about.

He just needed to hear her voice.

Occasionally, she kept pushing the cone in front of his face, wanting him to have some too, earning chuckles.

As she was done, she wiped her hands to the wet wipes, and he admired how she did not forget her habits despite her drunk state.

" I'm going to miss you after you leave tomorrow." She suddenly spoke out of the blue.

" You are?" He asked, his heart racing at the declaration as she nodded.

" Yes! Very much! Won't you?"

" I'll miss you more than I can express. I'd rather stay back with you than leave."

" I'd very much like that. But..but that would be so selfish of me. You...you will be going on national duty. It...would be wrong of me to ask you to stay back."

His heart squeezed at how aware she was even now.

" You're not selfish baby, you can never be." He shook his head at her.

" I don't want to be. I know..I know how bad does cricket matter to you. It..it should. I don't want you to...to step away from it...because of me."

" I never will. In fact, you inspire and motivate me to stay on track. You can never be the reason behind me going off track. In fact, you always make sure I don't. What few people say on internet, doesn't matter to me. What matters to me is, what you think of me."

He glanced her way, only for her to have dozed off and he chuckled fondly, shaking his head as they finally reached.

" Sara? Love? Wake up." He murmured to her, but she did not even bat an eyelash, let alone get up.

" Sara?"

She hummed, putting her arms around him and he chuckled.

Left with no choice but to lift her up, he did and walked back towards the elevator.

As they reached home, he placed her down on the couch gently, and planted another kiss on her forehead and her eyes slowly flickered open.

" Go and change. We'll sleep after that."

Whining, she only pulled him back down, refusing to let him go.

" Shub?" She murmured after a while and he hummed, letting her know that he was listening.

" Yes Baby?"

" You're the best! I love you!"

He stiffened in her arms, freezing, and suddenly pulled away, cupping her face in his palms, he locked his eyes with her.

" Say that again." He demanded.

" You're the best!"

" No, what...what you said after that."

" I love you!"

" You....do?"

" Yes yes yes! I love you a lot!"

He slammed his lips on hers, pulling her in for a kiss, his hands roaming around her body.

Each time he kissed her, it felt like he was afraid someone was about to rip her away from him.

He kept pulling her in, refusing to let go of her.

When they finally pulled apart due to lack of breath, he leaned in again, planting kisses all over her face, elicting a chain of musical giggles that made his heart strum.

" God, you've got no idea how long have I waited to hear this. I love you too! I love you so so much! I love you so badly!"

" I love you too!"

He pulled her in yet again.

" All mine?" She asked him and he vigorously nodded.

" All yours."

She placed her lips on his again, and he smiled at her lips, as he kissed her, again.

Perhaps, he did really need to thank Alysha for getting her drunk.

Because the drunk confessions did him a lot of good.