S.Gill x I.Kishan
In which Ishan is an insomniac and Shubman Is the cause of his insomnia
Or
In which Ishan the insomniac, messages long texts to Shubman ,who has blocked him in
The media did notice the distance between them and the following day the pair were the subject of various news articles.
Breaking news ! Rift between former friends Ishan Kishan and Shubman Gill . -enews.
Kya mushoor cricketer gill or Kishan ke beech me aa gaya ha darar . -masalanews
Latest update - is the IcT falling apart , Sources say yes and it's all thanks to Shubman Gill and Ishan Kishan -x tv
Dekhiye kaise Ishan Kishan , Gill ke barfeele nafrat se hote hai pareshan -all about cricket
What has Shubman done wrong ? Watch how he burns in Ishan's fiery anger -vela aadmi news
Fans heartbroken : has the legendary couple broken up ? - news for ze gays .
It was the last headline that made Ishan Kishan burst out laughing , laughing like crazy in midnight that is until his roommate Shreyas wacked him with a pillow and told him to stop laughing like a 'psycho ' and go to sleep .
"Hay bhagvan, krupya aap Ishan ko uska aashiq vaapis de do , nahi toh uske saath saath hum sab bhi paagal ho jayenge " he muttered sleepily. This caused Ishan to laugh more.
"Pagal bihari sala "
"so jaa Iyer , so jaa"
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He didn't see Shubman till the match , but when he did he felt to go crawl in a hole and die , why ?
Because Shubman ignored him , he didn't even look at him or even acknowledge him . Just outright ignorance .
Even rival players and teams of the Indian team weren't subjected to this kind of behaviour during international matches . But Ishan got ignored in a fcking IPL match of all things.
Even when he got stumped out by Ishan ,Shubman didn't give a single reaction, didn't even bother looking at Ishan . He just clenched his hand tighter around the bat and walked away giving the bowler a brief smile of good sportsmanship.
Even the bowler who Shubman didn't even personally know got more intention then Ishan .
Ishan simmered with rage at what he believed to be injustice .
How dare he , how did he even have the sheer audacity to ignore him.
Did he truly not care ? Was their friendship never real ? Did their separation not hurt him even a little ?
What did not occur to Ishan was that maybe just maybe the separation hurt too much , to even look at him without getting heart wretched .
Ishan was angry and the poor batsmen of MI had to face his wrath as he ruthlessly got them out with steeled determination to win . It was his way after all of channeling his anger , by diverting his everything towards the game he loved .
Later he also took out his anger on the ball as he hit it repeatedly with his bat , ignoring everyone's watchful gaze . He got lost in the game , the one thing he loved that wouldn't betray him .
Right now on the field he got rid of his emotions , later in the room he would cry .
It was safe to say that Rohit despite winning and Ishan getting man of the match was concerned , deeply concerned about Ishan's well being ,and so was Hardik as well
They knew that Shubman and Ishan being around each other , would be the cause of pain for the both of them .Yet what could both the captains do , they were helpless , they couldn't stop MI Vs GT matches after all .
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Ishan didn't stay long at the after party , his teammates understood that he was going through some personal crisis and didn't force him to either .
He made his way to the terrace of the hotel , eager to get some fresh air .
His heart skipped a beat as irrational thoughts flooded his mind .
There standing there by his lonesome leaning on the rail , looking out was Shubman Gill .
Shubman , Shubman , SHUBMAN. He heart chanted like crazy .
His eyes widened however at the sight of a cigarette in Shubman's hand . How could Gill do this ?
Shubman turned around and their gazes met and everything stopped.
Time paused and the world faded away , it was only them . Them . They looked at each other and if not just for a moment , all that they kept hidden in their hearts became known . The pain , the sorrow , the desperation, the love . Everything .
At that moment staring into Ishan's doe eyes , Shubman felt like he would burn the world if Shubman asked him too. He would leave everything behind , give up everything if he asked him to , he would be on his knees begging for forgiveness , for mercy on his heart if he asked him to.
He would do anything if Ishan asked him to . Anything to be beside him , to hold him , to love him , to kiss him , to fck him .
His eyes widened as he realised that he was having inappropriate thoughts about his former bestfriend.
He willed himself to look away , and began to head for the exit . Yet every step walking away was painful , like glass shards piercing into his foot .
Ishan's heart lurched as he saw Shubman leaving , he had to stop him and he had to stop him quick.
" Since when did you start smoking , don't you know it's dangerous for your health ."
Shubman stopped in his place not daring to even look back , for he knew if he did he wouldn't be able to control himself .
"I traded an old addiction of mine , for a new one "
Shubman was gone , and so was Ishan's strength to resist his silent tears .
Shubman slid down against the balcony door on the other side , hands clutching his hair .
He threw the cigarette away , thankfully he wasn't addicted yet considering this was the first time he tried one and failed miserably ( he hated the smoke and the smell ).
He tried to replace his feelings with smoke , tried to replace his old addiction with a new one but failed miserably for the old addiction still prevailed .
Ishan was a drug , dangerous thoughts about him were a drug and Shubman was an addict . A complete gone case .
Ishan's mere presence was enough for him to lose his senses and forget about the world , his mere touch was enough to Shubman intoxicated .
The two cried silent tears that night each on either side of the balcony door unaware of the others presence .
Their emotions were an open book, but they just couldn't translate the language it was written in .
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Someone give them some sense and a translator
I m currently wondering how much angst is too much angst ..
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