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Between Us
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Ongoing, First published Mar 22
Virat blinked, staring at the man standing outside his door like it was the most natural thing in the world. Rohit had one hand stuffed in his pocket, the other lazily holding his coat over his shoulder, looking far too unbothered for someone who had just shown up unannounced in the middle of the night.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞." Virat said, crossing his arms, his eyebrow arching in suspicion.

Rohit barely blinked. "𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲." His voice was effortlessly casual, like this was the obvious next step.

Virat exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through his hair. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞? 𝐀𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫?"

Rohit leaned against the doorframe, his smirk just shy of cocky. "𝐘𝐞𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧, 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞."


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𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒆: 𝑹𝒐𝒉𝒊𝒕 × 𝑽𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕 
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Twenty-two Yards Of Yearning

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He was supposed to be just a rival. Just another name in the scorebook. But under floodlights and thunderous crowds, he became the storm Pat couldn't outrun. Rohit Sharma - too soft-eyed, too sharp-minded, too innocent too gentle to be untouched, too dangerous to be desired. Pat tells himself it's just cricket. But the battlefield blurs - with every glance, every graze, every filthy word whispered through clenched jaws. And somewhere between silence and surrender, control unravels. One captain's obsession. One man's undoing. This is not a love story. It's an ache. A collision of pride, pressure and yearning. ⚠️ Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The story is a creative exploration and not based on real events. All characters are fictionalized versions of public figures and are portrayed with dramatic license. It is not meant to offend, claim truth, or imply real-life behaviors, personalities, or relationships. This fanfiction is intended for entertainment purposes only, celebrating the intensity of sport and emotional storytelling through a queer romantic lens. If you are not into homosexual themes then kindly skip this book .