Fairytale : Ranbir Alia One Shots

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OS No #1 ! 

This one is purely fanfiction and if at all it has actually happened in real, blame my superfantastic creative skills~! 

DEDICATED TO ALL THOSE WHO BELIEVED IN ME AND OUR RANLIA, TO THE  HARDCORE SHIPPERS *! 

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2 0 1 7 , June 

MUMBAI  

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The city was gripped with the scorching heat of summer. Harsh rays of sun creeped between the white bars of the window and fell straight on the boy deep in slumber. Jolting with a yawn, he rubbed his eyes lazily. Closing the window and serving himself a glass of water, he scrolled through his phone. And his eyes went freeze. The date screamed -

5th June , 17 

Shit! 

How could he sleep for so long  when he had the most significant day of his life geared up for today ? He had waited for this day for what seems like an odd six years of his life.  

"Ugh! When did I became this irresponsible ? Karan will screw me. "

Muttering curses, the young lad ran to take a quick shower. 

Dharma Productions Office 

Poster flex of Badrinath Ki Dulhani still towered around the entrance of the Dharma empire. The new building of the production house was a flamboyant reflection of their captain - Karan Johar. But also a representation of his sensitive touch.

A strong breeze of air condition welcomed their in house star. Their boy who dreamt like no other.

"Thank God Ayan, you reached. They've all arrived except Alia. How could you be late for today ?!" asked Aarti, their business partner and a dear friend, as soon as she spotted the charming chap. Hugging her with a guilty smile he replied " I know bro, I'm sued. There's no better excuse that I can produce as of now so let's go with honesty. Got up real late. Are they in ?" He eyed the conference room with caution. 

"Yes. Good for you, just been 20 minutes since they arrived. Alia got stuck up with some last minute shoot, is on her way here. But Karan just went in. So hurry up. All the best baba, see ya." Patting his arm, she reassured him and left. Taking in a huge gulp of air, Ayan made his way to his destiny. With full blasting confidence and a prayer deep down his heart. 

Pushing the metal frame with clammy hands, he peeked in like a scared cat. Contrary to how he marched up till here, like a brave soldier off to warfield, he now felt like a student being called inside a principal's office to be punished. After closing the door behind him, he scanned his eyes to see familiar smirking faces. Wow, quite a start. 

"Well hello. Look whose here ?" exclaimed Karan with a wit only people close to him understood. Hence everyone in the room applauded it with a laugh. "Aayiye director saheb" spoke Ranbir, his closest pal. Always with that naughty wink.

Their cinematic and personal collaboration as artists and close friends began with Wake Up Sid. And then moved ahead with YJHD and up till here, they remain one of the strongest and warmest bond to exist in the industry. 

"Just know that I had been thinking about this deal so bad that I couldn't sleep yesterday. Hence I woke up late, sorry Karan." That's it. Say things decently and just take your seat. No fuss, no tension. Exactly what the monkey grinning next to him taught.