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Ved waited patiently on the bed, swinging his legs as he thought about what he’d say to his dad. After a few moments, he heard the bathroom door open and looked up to see Virat stepping out, a towel wrapped around his waist.
Virat froze for a second, then his expression softened, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Seeing his little boy sitting there brought a smile to his face. He guessed that Anushka might have helped Ved understand, but he waited, giving Ved a moment to find his words.
Ved shifted nervously, tongue-tied as he looked at his father. Then, in a last burst of courage, he clambered onto the bed, leaned in, and wrapped his arms around Virat in a tight hug. Virat’s heart swelled with relief, and he smiled as he hugged Ved back, running his fingers through his son’s hair.
“Papa… sorry,” Ved murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. Virat pulled back, lifting Ved to sit on his lap.
“It’s okay, Vedy. I’m just happy you’re here with me. Even if you don’t understand everything right now, I want you to know that my intentions were never wrong. And when you’re older, I’ll tell you the whole story. But for now, just remember that your papa is always trying to do the right thing, okay?”
Ved nodded, then added shyly, “I know, Papa, that some uncles hurt you. So you don’t want to play with them.” He looked up, his eyes wide with understanding.
Virat nodded, smiling softly. “Yes, Ved, you’re right.”
Ved’s face brightened as he thought of something. “But Papa, can I still play for India one day? Naanu said that maybe those uncles will be gone by then.”
Virat laughed softly, his heart full as he saw the earnestness in Ved’s eyes. “Of course, baba. You can play for India or any team you want. That choice will always be yours, and I’ll be there to support you no matter what.”
As Ved sat on his lap, a new distraction caught his eye. His gaze drifted down to Virat’s abs, and with fascination, he traced his tiny fingers over them.
“Papa, how did you get these?” he asked, eyes wide with curiosity. “Mujhe bhi chahiye”
Virat chuckled, amused by his son’s wonder. “You’ll get them if you work out every day, just like I do,” he explained, watching as Ved continued to examine him, his little fingers poking and pressing against each one.
“Wow! It’s like you’re Batman or something!” Ved exclaimed, eyes sparkling with excitement. “You have six! Papa, can you sit back so I can see them better?”
Virat raised his eyebrows, laughing at his son’s intensity. “Vedy, what are you doing? Even if I lean back, they’ll look the same! I’m not a transformer.” But he leaned back against the pillows anyway, laughing as Ved continued his serious examination, pressing each one as if testing their strength.
Just then, Anushka came into the room, pausing to take in the adorable scene unfolding before her. She smiled, watching her son study his dad’s muscles as if he’d discovered something magical.
With a playful glint in her eye, she walked over and said, “Move over, Ved. It’s my turn.”
Virat’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, and he gave her a playful glare. “Really? In front of him?” he teased.
Ved shook his head firmly. “No, Mumma! It’s still my turn. You can watch from over there.” He waved his hand, gesturing for her to sit back and wait her turn.
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