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𝘝𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵~𝘙𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘭 ࣪𖤐

[It's not a Romantic or Any ship seller Ep,
Just shows the Friendship and Bonding of the Team Members.]

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And he was out.

The crowd goes extremely silent, which a minute ago was screaming the best it could.
Everyone slouches on their seats in disappointment, some in Sadness, other in Anger, Shouting his name more like cursing it. Yeah This was the reality, if he makes runs Then it's everything, and if he doesn't then he is the worst they have ever seen.

India's Run machine was out at 3rd Ball, No runs.

Virat Looked at the Crowd then at the dugout, His bestfriend was their and the only thing which showed on his face was Disappointment, He could feel it. He watched as Ro, his best buddy, Sat down defeated.

They lost the match, Before it could even start properly.

He walked to the Dugouts, Nobody spoke a word, everyone looking at him in silence.
He wanted them to shout, or yell at him, but this silence was plain Hurting. He looks towards the youngest, Shubhman, who looks upto him as his Role model, was sitting there in silence. He could feel it. As he looked at Ishan, The one who always lights up the room just by entering, Looked at him softly, His eyes displaying the Worry he feels towards his Virat Bhai...

"Ro-" he managed to spoke out,

"We'll talk after the match, Rahul you're next." Rohit Interrupted in Between.

Virat couldn't spoke up after that, He knows how important this match is, And how Bad he played. Played? He couldn't even stay till Five Balls? Was it even a play...

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And They lost the match, Rahul and Shreyas Did Well but Not the best. Rohit didn't speak till they reached the hotel after Leaving the Stadium.

"Get in your Rooms and Rest well. See you Tomorrow at the practice grounds." Caption spoke not giving them a chance to discuss today's match. Everyone leaves at his order, leaving Virat behind who stood there looking at the floor not having words to speak up,

"Virat ,It's alright." Virat Looked up to see Rahul standing there looking at him softly, His eyes showing nothing but concern and worry for him.

Did he even deserves it? Rahul clearly played alot better than him, he doesn't even need to console him or anything...

Yet he was here, His Friend who never left him at his worst,

But then again why Rohit did?

"You will do alot better next time, You're the one who always comes back stronger, and will do this time also. Rohit will talk to you soon, he just wants some time." Rahul said Holding his Hands tightly, Not wanting to let go of his Friend when he was being like this, he just couldn't. Rahul gets him the best. Judged by the public for his performance, not even once thinking about all his other Plays.

Rahul Saw as Virat's Hands trembled against his, how weak he looks when his shoulder slouches down, How he was finding words to speak but just couldn't...

"Let's talk in my room." Rahul says as he pulled Virat to his room, Taking both of their bags in his hand,

Virat still wasn't speaking, he wanted to but his eyes betrayed him, tears gathering in his eyes as he thought about the disappointment the whole country felt because of him.

Rahul knew Virat needed some time, He wanted him to spoke for himself by, giving him the time he needs,

"How about you take shower first till then I'll order food for us." Rahul said as he pulled out clothes from the closet, Passing his loose black Shirt to his friend,

Virat didn't say anything, just walked to the Washroom. He was feeling defeated, by himself. Why was Rahul even here? He can just leave him alone like everyone will at some point.

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It's been almost half an hour since Virat Went into the washroom, Rahul took shower in hotel's Common washroom seeing virat will take some extra time,

It all happened quickly now it was just both of them sitting on the bed, none of them talking,

Rahul looked at his Brother, the one who calls him Rahuliya in the most serious times,
The one who never left him when the whole country judged him in his bad phase,
Even though they have now become comfortable enough to call each other by nicknames, But the sudden argue to say "Bhai" or "Bhaiya" was still there...

Virat got startled when he was suddenly pulled down on the bed,

"Rahul what-"

"Shh" Rahul puts his hand on his mouth to stop him from speaking further anymore,

"Listen to me Bhai" That was it, The last stroke,

Virat throughout the years has made many Friends, But the True ones like His Mahi bhai, Ro, Rahuliya was hard to find. Rahuliya stopped calling him Bhaiya long ago, they were comfortable with just casual Names,
But hearing that comes up with tones of memories,

Virat chocked out an sob, Rahul pulled him to his chest holding him tightly, wanting him to let it out,

"Bhai you've given so much throughout the years, Nobody can compare upto it. Back then whenever I was pulled down by the judgements, the stares of those people who looks at us if we are their pawns and we will have to play according to them, My posts being filled with nothing but hate comments.
I was so close to leaving this all Bhaiya."

Virat listened to His Rahuliya's words carefully, how could he not when he was calling him Bhaiya after so long, how could he not when he was talking about the phase he never talked about,

"You were there Bhai, all along. And at that moment I wanted nothing more than to Be there for you always, It doesn't matter to me if you don't hit a century, or if you're the run machine or not. You're just the Virat Kohli.
My Bhai, who was always there for me whenever I needed him, and the one I'll be always there for if he needs me." Rahul said softly, his hands ruffling through his Bhai's Hair caressing it delicately,

Virat cries out, all of it. He didn't wanted to be called a run machine ever, he didn't wanted the title of king, he just wanted be the Virat Kohli,

He wanted His Friends, Anushka, Mahi bhai, His Dear Daughter. Just having them was enough, more than enough.

Rahul pulled the blanket on top of them, pulling his bhai closer, helding him against his chest. Virat just couldn't stop, not when Rahul was giving him everything he needed at the moment,

The feelings of home, where no one will make fun of you, no one will judge, No one will hurt you with their words.

It was all just comfort.

"T-Thank you Rahuliya" Rahul smiled, pressing a Soft kiss on Virat's Forehead,

"Sleep Bhai, you need it." Virat snuggled closer almost laying on top of him, a soft smile displayed on his face.

"You're my kid, for forever."

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Hope you'll like it, do tell me if something is wrong. And suggest something soon.

If you have an request for a Pair, do tell me personally till then ,

Byeee, Lovee youu.♾️