"That's my brother! The incredible! The KING!" The excited yell rang around the almost empty stadium, as a boy, hopped from his one leg to another, dancing to his own merry tunes. Looking absolutely hilarious but he didn't care of course.

It was a very happy moment for him.

"What's even surprising in this? I knew this like forever," His companion remarked dryly. The jumping guy shot him a totally withering glare for being a spoilsport.

"Well, I thought he will get all the awards, did it happen? No, na...so, lemme, celebrate, my bhaiya's victory," Dev snapped rolling his eyes as he flopped beside Shubhang, snatching the phone from him to hear his brother's name being said for the hundredth time.

"He is my brother too!" Shubhang whined, snatching away his phone from Dev's grip.

"Should we call?" Dev asked.

"The team will be here soon" Shubhang reminded.

"We will just drop a quick congo na," Dev commented with wide eyes begging for yes.

"Wouldn't Virat bhai be busy?" Shubhang asked. Well, their brother was a superstar millions of important people must be calling him.

"Naah. He must be cooking if anything. He is in quarantine remember," Dev reminded as he fetched his phone and directly video called his brother.

After all, that was his style. Video calling Virat anytime, any hour of the day, unperturbed.

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Virat Kohli was actually watering a plant when his phone rang. Surprised, he accepted the call with a fond smile noticing it from his goofball.

The guy called him almost every day from the beginning of his quarantine, asking questions or just for a normal gossip session with him. But he never called at this hour. It was always early morning or late in the night.

Still, as the over caring brother, Virat accepted the call. The connection has just established and Virat saw two matching proud beaming grins being flashed at him.

"Hello!" He greeted, a smile automatically appearing on his face in reply to those grins.

"Hola!!!"

"Umm...what are you doing?" Virat asked quite confused, watching Dev and Subh doing some weird curtsey thingy.

"O'king"

"My'king"

"Accept our heartiest regards"

"We couldn't help but bow before thy magnificent splendor,"

"Accept our regards thy incredible king!!!"

The two young lads finished together adopting a sophisticated 19 century aristrocat mannerism as they acted like they were actually talking to the king of the world.

Virat couldn't help but feel totally sheepish yet amused by their antics. He really didn't know what to do with those kids.

"Really!!! Dev!! Ang!" He couldn't help but ask exasperatedly. What will he do with these over-dramatic kids?

"Really bhaiyaa"

"You're the ODI player of the decade!" Dev exclaimed, sounding like he was the one who got the award not his skipper.

"And player of the decade too" Shubhang informed Virat like Virat already didn't know that

"I know that kiddos," Virat stated, observing their expressions of extreme glee happily.

"Of course, you know," Dev said rolling his eyes.

"After all, you got them," Shubhang added.

Virat just looked at his cartoons amused. He didn't know what he should tell them. He didn't need to for they screamed again, happily.

"Congo bhaiyaaaa!!!" Both of them yelled together and then looked at each other, face scrunching up together in complete dissatisfaction.

"Umm...Naah, didn't have the right feel"  both declared together, amusing their brother to the ends of the world. Who actually didn't know what to do with these people?

Should he say thank you now? Before they adds their own dramatic flavours to the whole set up.

"Thank you,bacchas!" He said smiling. He was always smiling around them. After all, how can someone not smile around them. These kids with their infectious smiles.

"Areey waitna...yeah, this will do" they said in sync again and Virat pondered whether they knew, they were acting as twins or not?

"Congo our King Bhaiyaaa" Shubhang said.

"Yes, this is better, Congo our King Bhaiyaaa" Dev agreed, repeating the phrase in a sing song voice.

Virat facepalmed.

Literally embarrassed.

"Okay!! What's with the king?" He asked them. Hoping for the sake of hoping, he will get a sensible reply.

Dev and Shubhang gave him a look full of disbelief. They couldn't believe he was asking this.

"Because you're 'King Kohli'" Dev said matter of factly.

"And it's even official," Subhang said in a duh tone.

"The ICC said so!" Dev said, even going as far as producing ICC's king portrait of Virat to prove his point.

'You're the king" both declared absolutely certain together.

And Virat felt all bashful again. Okay, he really didn't need to be called king.

"Ugh...still just bhaiya or Virat will do from you two" Virat said all bashfully. He really didn't need to be addressed as "king" from his kids.

The said kids though were in no mood to listen to their brother.

"But you're Badshah,O Badshah, my Badshah,O Badshah....Badshah oh Badshah" they teased, enjoying their bhaiya's flushed look.

"Guysss!!" Virat whined. His besties weren't enough that now, even his kids were teasing him.

"Bhaiyaaaa" the two whined back.

"Better" Virat sighed, at least, they weren't calling him badshah or king anymore.

"Accha...will you show us the trophies?"  Shubhang asked.

"Of course," Virat said like he couldn't believe they were even asking this.

"When we come to your home right" Dev repeated. He had a whole convo with Virat on this topic. Yes, he self-invited himself but it's not like his brother would have said no.

"Yes, when you both come here,"  Virat repeated, knowing what Dev was going to ask next.

"So, how's the practice going?" Virat asked them shifting the topic back to them. He didn't need to hear phrases or poems created in spur by them on "king" now.

"Great!!!" Both said together.

"Good! Do your best. The competition is going to be tough this year," Virat reminded.

"And we're your kids. We take up challenges" both of them boasted, making Virat shake his head again.

"And" Virat started.

"And learn from failures," the two completed grinning. Yeah, they kinda drank Virat's words like water.

They talked in general about SMAT and baby for sometimes. Before coming back to Virat again.

"You're G.O.A.T"

"I'm not"

"You're na, you don't know but you're "

"Really...Mahi bhai is G.O.A.T, AB too"

"They're but you're too" the kids continued debating with Virat on his king and goat status, which Virat continued rejecting.

But the kids were undeterred. They had one king and he was their skipper. They'll continue claiming. The King was their and nothing could change it.

"And I'm being followed by the King" Dev grinned looking at Shubhang, reminding him again.

Virat was following him.

Shubhang pouted and looked at Viray.

"Why aren't you following me bhaiyaaa?"

"Because I whatsapped you" Virat explained.

"Then why are you following him?"

"He self-followed" Virat explained again.

"Follow me too, alright, and I want a shirt too," Shubhang asserted, after shooting a teasing Dev, a whitering look.

"I'll baba. Come here, I'll even gift back your captain to you guys" Virat joked.

"No, no, keep him. We don't mind" The kids said together all innocently, making Virat laugh again.

"Shubhang!!!"

"Dev!!"

The yells of their fellow players broke the Virat trance from the kids. The few minutes congo talk has stretched more than a few minutes, after all.

Biting their tongues. They looked at their brother.

"Need to go, bhaiyaa" they said.

"Yeah, I heard. Practice hard"

"Sure, talk to you later....KING" the two yelled together giggling as they disconnected the Call.

Virat couldn't help but be all entertained by their antics.

How did he collect these goofballs again?

But he loved those kids so much.

They meant the world to him.

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Shubhang and Dev were still gigling about their brother's expression. When one of their teammates asked them.

"Who were you talking to? Secret-Gf?"

Dev and Shubhang looked at each other.

Stunned.

Before breaking down in fits of laughter and declaring, "naah, secret brother"

For the rest of the day, they continued happily skipping around, singing, "O King, My king,"

"Badshah, O'Badshah"

Every now and then.

After all, it was a very happy day for them.

Their brother was the winner and they were intoxicated in the merry wave of celebration.

~the end~