Cricket One Shots- Extremely Short Stories

Your Face Is A Canvass

"Shreyas, what were you thinking?", Rishabh Pant was fuming.

"Rishabh, I am not in a mood to fight after the shitty day that we all had. If you are going to blame me like the rest of the world, I might as well move to another room and sleep", Shreyas retorted angrily.

"Accha baba, sorry. I was just worried for you. He is the PM, Shrey. You cannot make such faces while meeting the Prime Minister of the country", said Rishabh, trying to salvage the situation.

"I didn't make any face. We were all really upset, Rishu. The last thing we wanted was a camera being shoved on our faces for a photo shoot. It felt so cruel, baby. All I wanted to do was cry and maybe have you hold me when I broke down. The dressing room is our sanctuary. Even you, a current Indian player who is dating me, wasn't allowed to enter. But we were supposed to act all brave and welcoming when the PM visited", said Shreyas, breaking down into sobs.

"Shrey, baby, I know you didn't mean any disrespect. But your face is a canvas, my jaan- it shows your thoughts very clearly. Tera career bhi affect ho sakta hai, Shrey", Rishabh said, holding his boyfriend.

"I am sorry, Rish. I will post something tomorrow to clarify or apologize. But abhi ke liye just help me forget all this, Rishu. It hurts so much. We won everything and lost the most important one", Shreyas begged his boyfriend.

Rishabh didn't know how to console his distraught boyfriend. He wasn't used to seeing Shreyas like this- he was supposed to be the braver one among them. He just led him to their bed and hugged him close till the sobs died down and the man slept off. The next day would bring a whole set of controversies, but for now, his boyfriend needed to rest.