Shubman and Ishan are from different faculties of the same university and captains of their respective cricket teams. As per the new rule, they have to collaborate and team-up to train and play the inter-university tournament. Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. Hey guys, I post on ao3 and someone on there told me to post on wattpad too. So, here it is. Thanks to them. I am still figuring it out, it's my first time using this website. I am copying and pasting stuff from ao3 and idk if there's going to be editing issues. So the cover image is an artwork by @mrgryphon on twitter (that's what i was able to find while trying to search for proper credits.) Also, I have tried my best to not include any one real life characters in this story other than the main two. IF it comes to it, I might have to include their family members only. Other than that, I have used names other than name of people in their real lives and if it still someone coincides just know it's not them. I am bad at naming characters. Also, also, the title might feel a bit weird. tbh, when I chose it, I wasn't thinking much and now it feels too late to change. Anyway, it is from the lovely song "happy just to know" by Tommy Ashby. Give it a listen! Thank you. I hope you have a good time reading!

Ishan's life turns upside down when he's accused of identity theft - and a stranger named Shubman claims to be his husband. With no memory of their past, Ishan fights to clear his name, only to uncover dark secrets that make him question everything. Is Shubman lying, or has Ishan's entire life been a lie?

I can still see you at the place out there when I close my eyes Do you remember when we felt like the only two alive? Don't let me be one of the people that seek a lost romance Would you go and do it all over again, given a chance? - Remember when by Wallows Or The entirety of songs "Agar tum saath ho" from Tamasha and "Tune jo naa kaha" from New York. Disclaimer: THIS IS JUST A WORK OF FICTION!!! This has nothing to do with reality. TW: There is small mention of anxiety attack in this fic, nothing too graphic or in depth, but if it make you uncomfortable, please skip it. The cover image is an artwork by Peter Wever. Hi, I am ware that I am supposed to be updating the next chapter of my other fic "happy just to know" but idk why I wrote this. I just had to. I couldn't have written anything else until I had this off my chest. Do I like this story? I don't think so. But that's just how my brain works man. I had to write it. This is a oneshot. So, this is going to be a sad one (if I was successful in expressing what I wanted to express). If you like pain, go for it! I am sorry, Please don't hate me for this. Let me know if you have any thoughts. I do take constructive criticism but please be nice lol. I think a lot of things in this story are vague and kind of open to interpretation. It's not even explicitly romantic. It is just kind of there. And And... believe me listening to the songs mentioned above while reading is definitely going to enhance the experience. And sorry in advance if there are grammatical or spelling errors. I tried. Thanks you! Happy(doubtful) reading!! p.s. more song recs: the night we met by lord huron, mehrama from love aaj kal, astronomy by conan gray or ranjish hi sahi by ali sethi or just any other sad stuff

Namaskar 🌻 I am here with a crime story, an Ishman one. Murder, mystery, riddles, team, killer, officer, romance, chaos, love, and little gulu gulu... Read the book to know moreeee...actually, mujhe bhi nhi pata ki kya likha hai😱🕴🗣✋ Waiting for you in the chapters, bubie <3 This is a work of FICTION ;)

~ An Ishman story ~ Love can be a confusing and complex thing, and sometimes the first time does not work out as planned. But that doesn't mean that love is gone forever. Sometimes, people get a second chance at love and it can be even sweeter than the first time. Will the power of second love surpass the cruelty of fate?