cricketers - oneshots

bhaag jayenge (ishan x shubman)

"I don't want to get married," Ishan snapped with his hands on his waist.

His parents watched in amusement as he fumed and walked to the drawing room where Hardik was sitting.

"Bhaiya, aap bolo na inko," He whined to Hardik, "Abhi umar hai kya hamari shaadi karne ki?"

Hardik stifled a laugh at the dramatic expression and cleared his throat. "Your parents aren't asking you to marry him, Ishu, just meet him once and the-"

Ishan groaned loudly and turned to glare at his parents when he realized Hardik was on their side too.

"Hum mandap se bhaag jayenge," Ishan said in a threatening voice but his parents just chuckled.

"Listen to me," Hardik stood up when he saw Ishan getting frustrated. "You trust us, right?"

Ishan reluctantly nodded, crossing his arms against his chest and Hardik cracked a smile.

"They're very good friends of mine. Just meet them once," He could see Ishan's anger melting already.

"If you don't like him, we won't say anything after that. Deal?" Hardik softened his voice and ruffled his hair when Ishan sighed loudly.

"I'll tell them to fly in next week then," Hardik nodded towards his parent's direction and left as he typed out a text to his best friend.

next friday, 6 pm

pranav uncle will kick u out if ur late

dont u dare wear suit, aunty hates that

Rahul laughed at the text and typed out a quick reply, asking if there were any more warnings.

"What happened jaan?" Virat asked, sitting on the couch behind him and peeking at the phone. "Oh, they've given a date already."

Rahul leaned back on his chest and Virat instantly put his arm around his waist. "We're leaving on Monday, right?" He asked.

Virat hummed and tilted his head up to kiss him on the lips, making Rahul melt against him.

"Bhai, yaar, we have such a huge house and you start fucking on the couch."

They pulled apart at the annoyed voice and while Rahul blushed, despite being caught at the position multiple times now, Virat just rolled his eyes.

"Aajkal ke doctor ko kaam waam nhi dete kya? Har do ghante ghar jata hai tu," Virat grumbled, pulling his husband closer to him.

Shubman grinned cheekily as he slumped down on the other side of the couch, sprawling his legs over Rahul's lap.

"I know you guys love me," Shubman said in a sing-song voice and chuckled when Rahul slapped his leg.

"Don't worry, we're probably bringing one more person who'll love you," Rahul winked at him and smirked when Shubman's eyes widened.

"What?" Virat winced at how loud he screeched and glared at him.

"If you don't stop acting like a hooligan then no one's going to marry you."

Shubman straightened up at his words and his face turned serious, "M-marry me?"

Rahul and Virat exchanged confused glances seeing his nervousness and Rahul pulled away, letting the two brothers speak.