Rohit's forzen state broke at his husband's voice.

"Ro!"

Vi was shaking him to get response.

"Uh-huhh, Vi woh ye kya?"

Rohit as usual started shuttering.

"Sant ho ja, tu bachhe ko dara dega."

Rohit again looked at the little human playing there in a bathrob , totally unfazed of the drama behind.

Before Rohit needed to ask Virat started to speak.

"Ro, ye mujhe ek alley me mila. Aur hum ise rakh rahe hay. May decision le chuka hoon and just look at him , he is too little to survive in this cruel world."

Rohit though wasn't convinced fully looked at the baby once again.

This time Ishan looked up and there eyes met.

Maaa..

Ishan made grabby hands towards Virat.

Virat picked him up and started rocking him , making the latter giggle loudly.

Rohit was watching the duo ignoring him.

Well, ye to bas suruwat hay Sharma ji!

"Babu am not maa , say papa."

Maaa...

Ishan said stubbornly while pouting.

Virat shook his head while cooing.

Rohit cleared his voice to remind them of his presence.

Virat came closer to his husband...

"See baby, this is your dada. Say dada."

Rohit doesn't know how to react to it.  His brain was still signaling him for a danger but his blood pumping machine is already a gonner for those doe hooded eyes.

Dadaaaaa....

The baby squealed loudly and before Rohit could react farther a little coala jumped on him.

"Ye to lagta hay dada ka boy banega. Chalo achha hay ab tumhe merese jalne ki jaroorat nehi."

Virat teased a still processing Rohit.

Shubman , their only son is a total papa's boy and Rohit sometimes playfully whin over this.

Well, Shubman used to be one.

The moment that fluff ball came of his arms Rohit's brain stopped working.

No way, they are going to leave this baby.

He looked at Virat while hugging the baby protectively who was softly bitting Rohit's shirt.

"Bhagwan ki den hay Vi , hum keya hi kar sakte hay."

Dadaa bhukhi.
The little mouse spoke up.

"Vi kya khilana chahiye ise?"

Rohit looked upto Virat looking like a father of newborn.

"Seriously Ro! We have a grown up son. Behave to ayse kar rahe hoo jayse kavi bachhe nehi dekhe."

Virat rolled his eyes while taking the baby back and started leaving the room.

Rohit followed him like a lost puppy.

"Vi, tumhe pata hay Shubi was different."

Rohit's eyes started dimming while remembering about Shubman's childhood days.

How he used to cling to Vi.

"Yeah , Shubi was different but you are still behaving the same."

Virat gave the baby back to Rohit and started preparing his food.

"Wayse talking of Shubi , does he know about this?"

Rohit asked slightly getting worried about his son's reaction.

Virat paused for a bit.

"Nehi, par abhi to use wapas ane me waqt hay and I will handel don't worry."

Shubman Gill , is out for his cricket tour as he is the captain of Under 16 team.

Shubiiii....

Virat looked up with jerk and Rohit almost dropped the baby who cluelessly dropped a bomb.

"Baby, did you just say Shubi?"

Rohit tried to sound as normal as he could.

The doe eyed baby giggled while clapping his plams....

Shubiii , Shubiii , Shubiii.

This time both the husbands giggled. This already fills like their little family.

Virat placed the baby in a highchair and placed the plate in front of him.

"Vi, woh thora jyada chota nehi hay khud se khane ke liye. May khila deta hoon na."

"Nehi , he is already 3 and this is the best process to make him self-sufficient. Or else , he too will become a picky eater like your son."

Virat glared at his husband who smiled speshisly.

"Vi, you sound like a pro mother who is trying to rectify his mistakes , he has done at the time of the 1st child."

Virat laughed too this time.

P.S: Should I continue this?

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