I.C.T-BL-ONESHOT

Sanju x Surya

Hey I know it's not exactly how you want but here i tried my best hope you like it

Sanju walked slowly to the dressing room, his mind replaying the match’s crucial moments. The roar of the crowd outside felt distant, almost muted, as he entered the solitude of the dressing room. He sank onto a bench, burying his face in his hands. The weight of the loss pressed heavily on his shoulders. He had given his all, but it hadn't been enough. The sense of failure gnawed at him, and he felt a surge of frustration and sadness.

The room was quiet, the silence punctuated only by the occasional shuffle of footsteps outside. Sanju's teammates had dispersed, some giving him space to process the loss. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions. But the disappointment was too raw, too immediate.

Surya Kumar Yadav, fresh from the post-match celebrations with his Mumbai Indians teammates, noticed the dejected figure of Sanju as he passed by the Rajasthan Royals' dressing room. He hesitated for a moment, feeling a pang of empathy for his fellow cricketer. They had known each other for years, having played together in domestic circuits and national camps. Surya decided to step inside.

"Hey, Sanju," he said softly, entering the dressing room. Sanju looked up, surprise flickering in his eyes. "Tough match, huh?"

Sanju managed a weak smile. "Yeah, you could say that."

Surya walked over and sat beside him. "You played an incredible innings today. Seriously, you were amazing out there."

Sanju sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Thanks, Surya. But it feels like it was all for nothing."

Surya shook his head. "Not at all. Cricket is a team sport. You did your part and more. Sometimes, things just don't go our way."

Sanju looked into Surya's eyes, finding genuine concern and understanding. It was a small comfort, but it meant a lot. "I just... I wanted to win this one so badly," he confessed. "For the team, for the fans."

"I know," Surya said, his voice gentle. "And that’s what makes you a great captain. You care so much about everyone. But you can't carry the burden alone. We all have our days when things don't work out."

They sat in silence for a while, the tension slowly easing from Sanju's shoulders. Surya’s presence was calming, a reminder that he wasn't alone in this struggle.

"You know," Surya said after a while, "I remember when I had a string of bad matches last season. I was in a pretty dark place. But you reached out to me, gave me that pep talk. It made all the difference."

Sanju looked at Surya, surprised. "I did?"

Surya nodded. "Yeah, you did. And it helped me get through it. So, I'm here to return the favor."

Sanju felt a warmth spread through him. "Thanks, Surya. That means a lot."

In the days that followed, Sanju and Surya's bond grew stronger. They started spending more time together, discussing not just cricket, but life, dreams, and fears. They found solace in each other's company, discovering a connection that went beyond the game.

Sanju admired Surya's resilience and positive outlook, while Surya was drawn to Sanju's passion and leadership. Their conversations flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter, shared memories, and a growing sense of intimacy.

One evening, after a practice session, they decided to take a walk along the beach. The sun was setting, casting a golden hue over the waves. They talked about their aspirations, the pressures of being professional cricketers, and their hopes for the future.

"You know," Surya said, kicking at the sand, "I've always felt like there's more to life than just cricket. Like, there's something deeper, something more meaningful."

Sanju nodded. "I get that. It's easy to get lost in the game, but it's important to remember who we are outside of it."

They paused, watching the sun dip below the horizon. The moment was serene, almost magical.

As the days turned into weeks, Sanju began to realize that his feelings for Surya had deepened. It wasn't just friendship anymore. There was something more, something he couldn't ignore. But he was afraid of jeopardizing their bond.

One night, as they sat on the balcony of their hotel room, looking out at the city lights, Surya turned to Sanju. "There's something I need to tell you," he said, his voice uncharacteristically serious.

Sanju's heart skipped a beat. "What is it?"

Surya took a deep breath. "Sanju, I've developed feelings for you. More than just friendship. I don't want to make things awkward, but I had to be honest."

Sanju felt a rush of emotions. Relief, joy, and a touch of nervousness. "Surya, I feel the same way," he confessed. "I've been struggling with these feelings, not knowing how to tell you."

Surya's face lit up with a smile. "Really?"

Sanju nodded. "Really."

From that moment on, their relationship blossomed. They navigated the challenges of their busy schedules and public lives, finding solace in each other's company. Their love grew stronger with each passing day, a source of strength and happiness.

They supported each other through victories and defeats, celebrating the highs and comforting each other during the lows. Their bond was unbreakable, a testament to the power of love and friendship.

Years later, as they stood together on the cricket field, looking out at the cheering crowd, they knew they had found something truly special. Their journey had started with a shared passion for cricket, but it had led them to something far more profound.

In the end, it wasn't just about the game. It was about the connection they had found, the love that had grown between them. And as they faced the world together, they knew they could overcome any challenge, as long as they had each other.