Hulrat- A Saga of Stories

The One with the Capital Letters

Requested by varunxyz

Prompt- or maybe a os where Rahul is injured coz of seem bike race and hides it from everyone and virat being virat gets to know an it and scold him but tends to his wounds too

The Indian cricket team was gathered around the breakfast table, creating a lively commotion before their practice sessions. It was so noisy and chaotic that from a distance, no one would believe this was India's national cricket team.

"Virat Bhai, dekho na! Aap pics kyu nhi dekh rhe ho?!" an annoyed Hardik whined loudly. Rohit chuckled as Virat sighed.

"Mai dekh toh rha hun, Harry," Virat replied calmly.

"Na na, Harry, nhi dekh rha...ye toh apne Rahuliyaa ke saath busy hai," Rohit added with a laugh, fanning the flames.

"Bhai!!!" Hardik whined even louder, then smirked. "Bhai, aap Rahul se baat kar rhe ho na?"

"Hmm," Virat answered, still focused on his phone, chatting with Rahul, who was off at a shoot.

Rohit raised his eyebrows at Hardik's tone, while Virat continued to type away.

"Arre, aapke Rahuliyaa ji toh bade khiladi hain, bhaiya," Hardik said with a laugh. Virat frowned and turned towards him. "Matlab?" he asked.

Hardik grinned and looked around at the now-interested players, who had paused their conversations to listen in.

'Sorry, Rah, you're gone now,' Hardik thought.

"Harry, matlab?" Rohit asked, now curious.

"Look at these pictures, bhaiyas," Hardik handed his phone to the Rohirat duo and grinned.

Rohit's eyes widened while Virat's narrowed.

"What is it, Ro, Vi?" Ashwin asked, intrigued.

Virat handed the phone to the eagerly waiting players. Eyes widened, and gasps were heard around the table.

There were a series of pictures where Rahul was driving on the bike along with Hardik and Jasprit and lastly showing he'd fallen down from the bike, seeming severely hurt.

"Uh...Vi," Rohit started cautiously, "use maar mat daaliyo." Hardik and Jasprit laughed.

"Isko toh ab mai dekhunga, Ro," Virat said, getting up and shooting a warning glance at Hardik to keep quiet.

"No, Rohit, he needs to learn a lesson now," Mahi said, handing the phone back to Hardik. "Hardik, Jass, come with me after breakfast. You two were there, knew about this, and didn't tell us? If Rahul's in trouble, tum dono ko mai dekhta hun. Jaldi aao," Mahi ordered, leaving the table. The others, including Rohit, followed one by one, leaving pitiful looks and some snickering behind.

Jasprit and Hardik looked at each other, their faces paling.

Jasprit smacked Hardik hard on the arm.

"Ow!"

"What ow?! You just got all three of us in trouble, you idiot! Usko toh Vi bhai kacha hi kha jaayenge, but hum dono ko bhi kon bachayega, gadhe?!" Jasprit yelled.

Hardik made a crying face, and Jasprit smacked him again.

"Yaar, sorry na! Mai toh bas maze le rha tha," Hardik cried out. Jasprit scowled at him.

"Chal ab, marke aate hain," Jasprit said, dragging Hardik away to face Mahi's wrath.

Rahul returned to his room late at night, expecting everyone to be asleep. He was exhausted from the day. But when he entered, he found Virat casually sitting there, scrolling through his phone. Rahul's face lit up.