Rohit Sharma wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead as he sat down after practice his bat still in his hand
Everyone began to scatter as the practice finally ended
Abhishek Sharma and Shubman Gill didn't go to the locker room with everyone
"You ain't coming? " Nitish asked walking past them "we'll join" Abhishek muttered patting nitu's shoulder
After everyone else disappeared it's them and rohit now
shubie and abhay exchanged a glance a silent, lightning-fast communication that held more weight than a thousand words
Then both started walking towards rohit, their strides long and predatory despite the casual grace they projected to the cameras
"Bhaiya," Abhishek said, his voice a smooth, low hum that vibrated in the humid air as they sat beside rohit
"Heyy" Rohit muttered with a small exhausted tired smile
"Long day. We were thinking of headed back to our place. Just a simple hangout. You should come." Abhishek said smoothly and shubie noddedin agreement where he stood
Rohit blinked, his dark eyes widening slightly "Your place? The massive estate near the coast?" He asked softy
*The very one," Shubman added, leaning down slightly to bridge the height gap as rohit is short compared to then
he loomed over their captain, his shadow stretching long across the parched grass. "We've got the staff prepping things. It'll be quiet. Relaxing"
Rohit hesitated, his fingers tracing the edge of his batting glove "Is everyone else going to be there tonight? Vi Hardik... Rahuliya and jaddu and surya and shreyas and rishu and the rest of the boys will be there na kz?"
Shubman didn't skip a beat, his expression a mask of effortless charm. "Yeah bhai everyone. Virat Bhai, Hardik bhai, Jassi bhai , rahul Bhai -Yashasvi, Tilak, Ishan Shreyas bhai and Nitish and Siraj, Jaddu bhai, and Mahi-bhai said they'd drop in around by eight "
The mention of MS Dhoni clinched it. Rohit nodded, a small, tired smile tugging at his lips again as he spoke "Alright. Sounds like a full house yaar. I'll go home, freshen up, and be there by seven"
"Seven sharp, Bhaiya," Abhishek said his grin sharpening "Don't be late."
"I won't," Rohit promised, turning toward the dressing rooms leaving
Shubie and Abhishek watched him go into dressing room area
And like a switch flipped their smiles vanished, replaced by a cold, possessive intensity
Abhishek's fingers twitched against his thigh He wasn't thinking about cricket Or hangout he just mentioned
Instead the menace was thinking about the way Rohit's jersey stretched over his soft, round stomach
"He fell for it," Shubman whispered, his voice stripped of its warmth as he ran his fingers through abhay's fingers
"He's too trusting shubie" Abhishek replied, his eyes following the sway of Rohit's hips which shubie noticed and rolled his eyes
"It's his greatest flaw. And tonight, it's our greatest advantage." Shubman murmed
"Let's go" Abhishek muttered standing up and dragging shubman already to the dressing room to change shubie didn't argue
Few hours later
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