4th November 2020 - 7:00 pm
The birthday eve of a very certain someone. The Indian Team's captain, the pride of India and most importantly a certain Indian Cricket Team's brother.
It was an odd birthday this year for the captain - usually celebrated amongst his soul brothers, felt a bit weird this time. Yes, he did have his beloved RCB team but it just wasn't the same to him.
He wanted his friends. His best friends. His brothers.
His thought process was broken with a loud shriek of "Viraaaaattt Bhaaaiyyyaaaaa!"
"Yes Dev, you need something?" Virat replied in a tone flowing with love and care.
"Yes the chocolates you promised me," Dev demanded in a childish voice putting up his best pouty face. Virat chuckled to himself and tossed a bag at Dev.
"Don't eat too many, or I'll make you run more on the treadmill," he threatened playfully while Dev could just nod vigorously before putting his entire attention on the chocolates.
Virat was about to go back to his "I'm trying to be grumpy" mode, when Dev saw his more than usual solemn face. Not able to take his Virat Bhaiya's sadness he dropped the chocolates and took Virat into a massive bear hug.
Virat stumbled back before gaining balance and then stared at Dev confused. What was up now?
"What happened kiddo?" he asked softly.
"Virat bhaiya you're sad, I don't like you being sad." Dev blurted out adorably.
"No Dev, I'm not sad. I'm just ... uh yeah.. disappointed." Virat fumbled trying not to build suspicion.
"Bhaiya you do realise that disappointed is a synonym for sad right?" Dev retorted with a unbelievable expression. "Tell me, why are you upset."
"I'm not upset kiddo," Virat said blatantly lying, oblivious that a brain was cooking up the worst possible situations.
"Bhaiya, forget all that. It's your birthday tomorrow! You should be happy and excited not moping around," Dev squealed hopping around like a 5 year old on a sugar rush.
Virat couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh at his excitement. How does he tell him that he wants to be with his team after not seeing them for almost a period of 7 months.
Dev continued babbling with his beloved Virat bhaiya poking a finger at him here and there. Initially, he used to feel awkward around Virat Bhaiya but now was a completely different story.
Much to Dev's dismay, his phone rang obnoxiously loud. He groaned at the fact that he had to give up his comfy spot (Virat's lap) and take the call.
As soon as he stepped outside, a familiar arm grabbed him tight and dragged him away.
"Yuzi Bhaiya where are you dragging me?" Dev questioned hastily.
"No time for questions, just come with me," Yuzi said continuing to drag him along.
Dev seriously wondered how Yuzi, the one who could literally be carried away with the wind, drag him with so much power.
After a lot of dragging and many "Yuzi Bhaiya why"s, Yuzi sat Dev down onto a bed with precisely 4 other people. Namely Nav, Shiv, and surprisingly Rahul and Mayank.
Hadn't the two returned back to India?
"Right! Now we have enough people." Yuzi exclaimed rubbing his hands mischievously.
"For exactly what?" Nav questioned.
"Oh Nav, it's Virat Bhaiya's birthday tomorrow and we absolutely need to do something. And I've got the perfect idea," Yuzi announced gleefully.
