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Shreyas x Rishabh
The sun was barely up when the team gathered for their first net session. Rishabh was his usual self, cracking jokes with Hardik and Yuzvendra while they padded up.
Shreyas stood a few feet away, his gaze fixed on Rishabh as he laughed at something Hardik said, his hand lightly tapping Hardik's arm.
Shreyas clenched his jaw.
"You know, your fork is bent now," KL Rahul remarked as he slid into the seat next to Shreyas.
"What?" Shreyas glanced down, realizing he'd been gripping the utensil too tightly.
KL smirked knowingly. "Let me guessâRishabh?"
"I'm not jealous," Shreyas said curtly, crossing his arms.
"Sure, you're not," KL said with a smirk. "But if looks could kill, Hardik would've been buried six feet under by now."
"I'm just watching," Shreyas muttered.
"Uh-huh," KL replied, clearly unconvinced.
Rishabh's POV
I could feel Shreyas's eyes on me. He wasn't exactly subtle.
Hardik leaned closer. "How long do you think it'll take for Shreyas to storm over here?"
I laughed, keeping my voice low. "Two minutes, tops."
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Hardik asked, grinning.
"Maybe a little," I admitted. Shreyas's jealous streak was endearingâif a little dramatic.
Sure enough, I heard his footsteps before I saw him. Shreyas appeared beside me, his face carefully neutral.
"Everything okay?" he asked, his tone deceptively casual.
"Yeah, why?" I replied innocently.
"No reason," he said, shooting Hardik a pointed look.
Hardik just smirked. "Relax, Shreyas. I'm not stealing your boyfriend."
Shreyas's ears turned red, and I stifled a laugh.
By the time lunch rolled around, word of Shreyas's latest bout of jealousy had spread through the team.
"So, Shreyas," Virat began, his voice full of mock seriousness, "do you get this worked up when Rishabh talks to everyone or just Hardik?"
"I wasn't worked up," Shreyas said, his tone defensive.
"Sure," Rohit chimed in, "because glaring daggers isn't worked up at all."
Yuzi cackled. "Bro, you need to chill. Rishabh's not going anywhere."
"Guys, leave him alone," Rishabh said, though the grin on his face betrayed his amusement.
"Come on, Rishabh," Jaddu said with a laugh. "You like it when he gets jealous, don't you?"
"Maybe," I admitted, shrugging. "It's kinda cute."
Shreyas groaned. "Can we not talk about this?"
"Absolutely not," KL said, leaning back in his chair. "This is way too much fun.
Later that evening, Yashasvi decided to join the fun. The younger player had taken an interest in teasing Shreyas ever since he'd joined the team.
"Rishabh bhaiya," Yashasvi began, plopping down beside me, "can I hang out with you during the next tour? You're way more fun than these guys."
"Of course!" I said, grinning.
"Hey, what's wrong with us?" Shubman protested from across the room.
"Yeah," Shreyas interjected, his voice tight. "What's wrong with us?"
"Nothing," Yashasvi said, glancing at Shreyas with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "But Rishabh bhaiya is just... different."
Shreyas narrowed his eyes. "Different how?"
"Relax, Shreyas," Rohit said, barely holding back his laughter. "Yashasvi's just pulling your leg."
"Barely," Yashasvi muttered under his breath, earning a glare from Shreyas.
Shreyas's POV
By the time we got back to the hotel, I was exhaustedânot from practice, but from the constant teasing.
"You okay?" Rishabh asked, stepping into the room behind me.
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Do they ever stop?"
Rishabh chuckled, walking up behind me. His arms wrapped around my waist, and his lips brushed against my shoulder. "Nope. But you make it so easy for them."
I turned to face him, frowning. "How?"
"Because you're so obvious," he said, leaning closer. "And because you're adorable when you're jealous."
"I'm not jealous," I said automatically.
Rishabh raised an eyebrow.
"Okay, maybe a little," I admitted.
Rishabh laughed softly, leaning up to kiss me gently on the lips. His hands slid up to cup my face, and I let myself melt into the kiss. His lips were soft, warm, and maddeningly addictive.
When we broke apart, he rested his forehead against mine. "Shreyas, you're the only one I want. You don't have to worry about anyone else."
I sighed, feeling the tension melt away. "I know. I just... can't help it sometimes."
Rishabh smiled, pressing another kiss to my lipsâthis one slower, deeper. His hands slipped under my shirt, fingers tracing patterns on my skin as we stumbled back onto the bed.
The next day, the teasing didn't stop, of course. If anything, it got worse.
During warm-ups, Virat and KL decided to stage an over-the-top "proposal" for Rishabh, complete with a fake ring made from a bottle cap.
"Rishabh, will you make me the happiest man alive?" Virat declared, kneeling dramatically.
I groaned.
"Shreyas, your competition's fierce," Yuzvi joked.
"You're all children," I muttered, though I couldn't help the small smile tugging at my lips.
Rishabh walked over, slipping his hand into mine. "Don't worry, Shreyas," he said, grinning. "You're the only one for me."
The team erupted into cheers and wolf whistles.
"Gross," Yashasvi said, pretending to gag.
But I didn't care. Rishabh was mine, and no amount of teasing could change that.
THE END.
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