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Author's note: A few people were concerned that I am not writing BL immediately into this. It is there. But this story is not entirely centered on Rahul x Sachin. It is not centered on bl, bl is a part of the story. Not the whole story. It is centered on Rahul, mental illness and all his relationships, particularly his brother. I know people like Sourav x Rahul more but Sachin x Rahul seemed fun to me. Sachin x Rahul will take center stage at some point but the scenes will come slowly. Requesting people to not push me for it. 

Story:

It was silent for sometime after Rahul left as they processed again all the events that had happened in the past twenty four hours.

Sachin whipped around to glare at Sourav, "What the fuck is wrong with you, why the hell would you yell at him like that?"

Sourav shrank into himself, his tears glistening in his eyes, "I am sorry, I didn't- I didn't think-"

"Ofcourse you didn't think! When do you ever! Oh look that guy has just gotten assaulted, let's yell at him, thats so sma-"

"Sachin enough!" Anil stopped him before he could keep going on. He sighed and held his hands out, "Listen guys. We are all a little worked up right now. But please. Let's not fight with each other. Sachin, Sourav did not want to hurt Rahul, you know that. Emotions are high at the moment, such things happen. Sourav, no matter what Rahul says or does right now; don't lose your temper ok? Rahul's not telling us many things, we have all noticed. But yelling at him will only scare him further. And guys, he is already terrified okay. Let's not make it worse,".

They stared at their older friend. Anil had just enough softness and sternness mixed in his voice to get through to their tired minds. He gripped both of their shoulders tightly.

"We will get through this okay?"

"What about the charges... are we really gonna let that man get away with everything? I mean Rahul doesn't want to but- but come on. Look at his condition. Did you see how hard it is for him to even walk to the bathroom? He was taking support of the wall. How can we let that man get away with doing this to him?" Sachin asked anguished.

"We won't," Sourav answered determinedly. "Gregory Chappel will regret the day he was born. If Rahul won't press charges, I will just kill that asshole and make it painful,".

Anil face-palmed, "Sourav let's stay out of the jail okay? Anyway. We have a week or so here. The management hadn't thought we would lose so quickly, our tickets weren't booked. Be gentle with him, but let's all work him into agreeing to press charges okay? He won't agree easily, but that doesn't mean he won't agree at all. I will look after other things with the BCCI. They may be shitty but they don't take a physical attack on their captain very lightly,".

They both nodded. Sourav was about to go knock on the bathroom door to see if Rahul needed anything when his phone rang. He pulled it out of the pocket and then paled dramatically seeing who it was.

"It's Dad," he looked at both of them, "News must have reached them. Shit, what do I tell them?"

"The truth," Sachin shrugged, "They deserve to know. It's their son,".

"Yeah but Rahul hasn't been home in nearly two years because of out fight. And now they see his banged up face? They are gonna kill me," Sourav grimaced and shook his head as he walked towards,  "Check on Rahul. I gotta take this,".

Sachin felt more than a little sympathy for his bestfriend. Elder son and the younger gets hurt? Sourav was about to get the yelling of a lifetime. And then some more if they find out Sourav too got a bruise or two. Which was a mild way to put the condition of his knuckles. He had punched them raw and bloody. He shook himself out of his musings and walked over to the bathroom and knocked.

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