˗ˏˋ꒰𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀꒱
"My name is whatever you decide, and
I'm just gonna call you mine"
in which an upcoming indian cricketer falls in love with his ipl teams photographer
˗ˏˋ꒰shubman gill x fem!OC꒱
The bloody time went by so fast that tomorrow is my brother's wedding. Damn. He is actually gonna leave me.
I'm so sad. But I'm also happy cause I will get the whole house to myself.
*evil laughter*
Anyway after the ipl finals, Ishan had also come over. Now I and Kriti were sorting out our outfits when the boys entered the room.
"What are we wearing tomorrow? " Ishan asked as Kriti held a bag up. It had a silk shirt and a dhoti.
"Ye kya hai re? " he exclaimed. ( Now what is this?)
"This is a silk shirt and a dhoti, " she answered.
"We're gonna wear that? " he asked as I nodded. "What are you two wearing? " Shubman asked.
"Saree, " I answered. "Be up by 5 tomorrow, " I answered. "Yes Mom, " the boys answered.
Next day.
It was 6 in the morning and the area was in a rush for the wedding. Kriti had taken Ishan to her room to help him get ready and I had brought Shubman to my room.
It took a while but he was ready.
"This is nice and comfy, " he smiled looking at himself in the mirror.
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"Okay out, I need to get ready, " I speak pushing him out of the room. "Okay okay, " he muttered.
I then quickly did my hair before changing into the saree. It matches with Shubman's shirt.
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I come out correctly when Kriti comes out in her green saree. "You look gorgeous, " I speak as she smiles.
"So do you, " she answers.
"Let's go find our boys, " I answer as we go towards the huge hall.
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