Bittersweet

Bonus

"Mahi bhai, see how funny and cute Ro looks while crying." Virat yelled through the video call.

"Mahi bhai, he is such an asshole. He isn't even trying to console me." Rohit replied, wiping away his tears. He was not ashamed of crying in front of these two people that he was the closest to, but he just began to realise that this World Cup has given him a lot of good memories to hold on to which lessened the pain a little.

"But doesn't he look hilarious?" Virat still continued to pester Rohit. Mahi shot him a teasing look reminding him that minutes ago he looked exactly the same, which immediately shut him up.

"Mahi bhai I'm feeling so horrible about the loss and all this guy is doing is teasing me right now."

"You think I'm not feeling the same?"

"Look kiddos, I know both of you feel terrible about the loss, I understand. But neither of you should put your own achievements down and blame yourselves for the defeat. It hurts a lot to have given your everything and still not get the desired and deserved result at the end. But I and everyone who truly loves you are still incredibly proud of how far everyone in the team and especially you two came."

A/N: It's been a long time since I've written something ICT, a very very long time. I still can't go back and read what I've written on here years ago without cringing but the same silly fanfic has helped me so much back then. And now this fanfiction is my way of turning all the pain into something better.
I think I just like the idea of the older ones being worried that they've disappointed the younger ones and the younger ones being worried that they've disappointed the older ones, but neither of them are true. And I think I resonate a lot with the idea of falling just one step short of being the best. So here are two pointless fics with people crying and reassuring each other after the final. Just like I am doing the same to myself with this story.

I wasn't very keen on posting this story on here, only did so because of Kushi137 in a hope that she'll stop pestering me to finish the other story.

And as always, I'm so grateful to bleedblue2011 who was the reason I ever began writing ICT fanfiction at the age of 13-14.

My writing style has changed by miles and it all feels like the first time. But hey, Wattpad has seen the worst of me, so what's wrong in adding more to it?

I hope you guys find some comfort in these stories. Do let me know what your views in the comments. It's been a while so I'd love to rejoin the ICT Wattpad family again. The match broke me but writing this helped me pick up pieces of my own self and healed the hurt a little.

It was a bittersweet ending and will always remain so in my memory.

~Akanksha