A/N: So I got this idea from a reel I saw on Instagram, an adorable AbRat reel of them both having a fun little segment where AB and Virat both told they were neighbors back home in B'Lore and that AB's kids would run into Virat's room to wish him good morning. 

Anywho, this one is kind of a multi-pairing fic with undertones of Rohirat, AbRat and Shubrat.

Shubman was resting his head on his big brother's shoulder and surfing through reels on Instagram, pods out as Virat was quietly conversing with Rohit sitting on his left. He came across a fan edit of AB de Villiers. He increased the volume so he could listen to the reel,

'There are many great batsmen in the world, Sachin Tendulkar, Brian Lara, Virat Kohli, Ricky Ponting and many more, all these great batsmen have lost their forms at one point or the other in their career, but what if I tell you there is one batsman who never lost his form, in fact his entire career was his prime. Notice how even without me telling the player's name, you know who I'm talking about?' 

Virat looked over and promptly said in perfect unison with the voice-clip of Ian Bishop's commentary,

"ABRAHAM BENJAMIN DE VILLIERS!" 

as the musical strain of Way Down We Go blared through his phone speakers and Vi spoke along to the commentary afterwards as well. Shubman raised his head and looked at Vi with surprise coloring his features and was even more taken aback at the soft smile marring Vi's face with his eyes alight,

"How did you know that bhaiyaa?!?"

"Yeah how did you figure that out so quickly. And so in sync too..." Ro looked at Vi eyebrows raised,

"Well Biscuit is my best friend, my big brother, the Lakhan to my Ram so, yes, I think I'll know immediately who they're describing. He is, was and always will be the most complete batsman this generation will ever see and-"

Ro smacked Virat, hard, on the back of his head,

"I'm sitting right here!"

"Oww! Yeah I know Ro! Why would you hit me that hard!"

"What else am I supposed to do? You call that Alien of yours, your best friend while your FIRST best friend is sitting right next to you-"

"Kane and Jaddu are my first best friends-"

"YOU'RE THE WORST BEST FRIEND VIRAT!"

"I NEVER SAID YOU WEREN'T MY BEST FRIEND!"

"For you everyone is your brother, best friend, everything, aur humareliye kya bacha hei?"

"Shub promise me you won't turn out like this idiot if Ishu gets even closer to Timmy or Cam Green in the near future!"

"TIMMY?"

"Yes Timmy. You know, tall, long-ish hair, Australian, post hair cut Rapunzel golden brown hair, plays for MI, used to play for RCB, power hitter, called the next Polly."

"Yes yes I know who you're talking about, but since when do you call him Timmy?"

"Since always?"

"See Shub kiddo, you don't become like your Virat bhaiyaa okay? He doesn't value us, he forgets our mere existence when he's with those firangis."

"Shub's already like a younger brother to David! Take that Ro, becoming friends with Proteans runs in our blood."

"You're not blood related! He's not your own brother!"

And this time both Shub and Vi looked at Ro with perfectly identical scandalized looks, asked in perfect tandem,

"How dare you!"

"I give up! Jaisa bada bhai waisa chota bhai." Ro threw his hands up in defeat,

he however melted when he saw Vi and Shub high-fi each other with childish grins and giggles. Shub so innocently asked Virat,

"How did you and AB sir become friends by the way. Neither of you ever talked about that."

"One, don't ever call him sir to his face, it'll get to his head and it's hard to bring him down back to Earth, he's already otherworldly as it is. Two, well kiddo it's a funny story actually. We were neighbors."

"Neighbors?" Both Ro and Shub asked confused, Ro never knew how they became friends, he just knew he despised AB because of the way Vi talked about him,

"Yes neighbors. Biscuit was in the room right next to mine. He didn't know that neither did I..."

Virat wistfully looked down at the sheets of the bed all three of them were sitting with a wan grin covering his face,

Virat missed Dale, he was pissed that Dale had been drafted away to the Deccan Chargers, Dale had taken him under his wing and was the perfect, doting big brother who'd wilt and buy him anything he wanted as soon as pulled out his puppy dog eyes and pout. 

Virat was aimlessly walking around at half past midnight because of a bout of insomnia, Mayank the idiot had gone to sleep and wasn't going to wake up so he couldn't bother him either. He walked in the general direction of his room letting his muscle memory guide him to his room. He used his card and to his dismay the door wasn't budging open. 

AB was sitting awake in his own room unable to sleep, tomorrow was going to be the first group session for the team, saying he was nervous was an understatement. He heard the constant beeps of his hotel room door, with furrowed brows he unlocked the door wondering who'd be awake at this ungodly hour and he came face to face with his tiny, wide eyed, startled captain who seemed to realize it was the wrong room he was trying to enter,

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry sir! I thought this was my room. I'm so sorry I woke you up!"

AB couldn't help but laugh at the rambling kid, his reaction seemed to have calmed the kid down,

"It's okay! I won't bite, I couldn't sleep either. Why are you up and around at this time anyway? Come inside, and get some water first, you look pale."

Virat had hesitantly walked into the room and sat down on the edge of the cot AB had gestured him to sit down on, the rest of the night, they had both talked till their throats had gone dry and had found out a lot more about each other. 

AB realized that Virat wasn't as bad as he thought, he was just a kid who had loads of insecurities and was just looking for warmth only his big brothers could give but now that Dale wasn't in RCB he didn't know anyone here properly, Virat was ever so ready to make friends and learn new things be it about his game or anything outside cricket too. He hid behind layers of thorns he projected at opposition so they wouldn't get the best of him and he'd be taken seriously. But off field, sitting in front of him bundled up like a burrito in the blankets, he was a kid trying to make his mark in the cricketing world and was down to Earth and someone AB would love to take under his wings.

"Dale was right, you really are a sweet kid"

"I'm not a kid!" His already chubby cheeks puffed out even more adorably and AB fell for the Kohli charm like everyone eventually fell for. 

That was the first time Virat had spent the night in AB's room and was the beginning of a daily routine for them both.

"I got lost and went to his room, AB was kind enough to not kick me out, we had a heart to heart and we became the best of friends over night. That's it. That's how AB and I became friends."

Shub pouted at that short simple answer Vi gave and Ro rolled his eyes knowingly at his dumb bestie, knowing fully well, Vi didn't tell them the full story, but told them a more filtered version of it, but he didn't push.

"That's it? Bhaiyaa you two couldn't have become close just like that!"

"That's it kiddo. AB and I just clicked and we never looked back. It's like how you and Ishu clicked instantly, or you and David. Seriously though I'm going to have a word with Dave on him constantly giving u forehead kisses. You're MY baby brother only I can hug you like that."

Shub giggled at the teasing tone Vi had taken towards the end and hugged his Vi bhaiyaa tightly.

All three of them just sat in comfortable silence, Shub adjusted himself so that he was draped over both Rohit and Virat. Vi spoke up suddenly,

"Shub can you send me that reel?"

"Sure. But why? You seemed to have known the reel by heart."

"Because I've watched that reel before, I had forgotten to save it and send it to Biscuit."

"YOU SEND FAN EDITS TO THE AB DE VILLIERS!"

"And he sends me fan edits he comes across. Trust me kiddo, I've got a lot of you and me, Ro and me, and well majority of them are of me and AB, but yeah, we find these edits sweet."

"Well I'm glad AB remember you and I are best friends as well and not just him and you."

"Really Ro, it's been 8 years, why can't the both of you just get over it!"

"HE STARTED IT!"

"He was angry cause he saw me crying on field!"

"That gives him no right to say he would have scored a century if he was in my place!"

"And you had no right to rub it in his face we beat them at the semis!"

"Fine! I won't bring it up when I see him again."

"Good. And I'll make sure he doesn't either."

Shub stared amusedly at them both. He listened as they both animatedly explained how AB was pissed at the entire Indian team for not stepping up in 2014 WC finals because it was only Virat who scored the bulk of the runs and how their fielding and bowling were horrible. He noticed how Vi looked so soft defending AB, he looked almost at peace. He finally understood why everyone on all social media platforms gushed on how adorable the Brothers of Destruction are. There was genuine love and respect between them, something that will last forever.

A/N: This idea just randomly popped up in my head and I couldn't resist writing this.

Also look at these pictures they're so cuteeeee, I mean those of you on the Bird prolly already saw these pictures before the WTC itself but now that we've all cooled down from that match, Imma just post two cute pictures of the day,

These two omg they're both such characters standing at slip, always laughing or talking or just doing things , well more like Virat bullying the poor unsuspecting kid.

And this picture is so softttt

Find me a best friend who never fails to praise me like how AB praises Virat and Virat praises AB. Virat had straight up commented on that post a minute after it was posted lol.

This hug of theirs 🤧🤧

Anyway happy reading. It's just another cringey chapter, but hopefully you guys like it. See you guys whenever with my next update!