The Malhotras

"Go and fetch the cane from my study." Advait ordered, making Abhishek's eyes tear up instantly.

But he was willing to get his forgiveness so he turned around to get the cane. Advait raised his brow amusingly as he was not really planning on hitting him and just said this to scare him.

"You have zero survival instincts, you know that right?" Advait commented.

He stopped on his way and turned around looking at him confused.

Advait shook his head at his innocence and ruffled his hair in a loving gesture.

Abhishek's eyes shone brighter than a star on receiving the familiar warm gesture, "Maaf kar diya?" He asked.

"Hmm." Advait hummed, his eyes were still showing the hurt he had felt by his words but a small smile played on his lips to reassure Abhishek.

Abhishek noticed everything, he closed the distance between them and hugged his waist tightly. His face was resting on his chest and he could hear his rhythmic heartbeats.

"I love you bhaiya. I was... dumb." He mumbled near his chest.

Advait rested his one hand behind the back of his head, he chuckled lightly listening to his statement, "That you're..." He muttered.

"I always disappoint you. You don't hate me right?" He hesitantly asked.

If it would be any other day then Advait would beat the sense in his stupid brother for the absurd question but now his brother needed the sense of reassurance and he was willingly ready to give him the warmth of his words.

Advait tightened his grip around him, "You could never disappoint me 'kay." He parted away just to cup his face, "You're my kid and I could never hate my son. You're the bestest child anyone could ask for." He said straight looking in his eyes.

Abhishek felt overwhelmed by the emotions he buried his face in his chest and let out a sob.

"Bas Abhi kal se ro hi raha hai tabiyat kharab ho jayegi baccha." Advait rubbed his back.

"I'm feeling so guilty, bhaiya. I am really sorry, Mai bua ki baaton me aa gaya unhone jo kaha wo maan liya. I trust you a lot bhaiya more than anything in this world but she manipulated me, she..." He blabbered while crying in guilt.

"Shh bas bas no need to explain baccha. I know my Abhi is so innocent and people take advantage of his innocence. Don't let them do that. You're capable enough to use your own brain. Don't let them settle their opinions in your mind. Stand your ground and give them the taste of their own medicine." Advait gently made him understand.

"Can you do that for me?" Advait asked stroking his hair as his head was pressed on his chest.

"Ji bhaiya, I promise." He replied earnestly.

"Mera baccha." Advait kissed the top of his head.

He kept hugging him, gently stroking his hair, his other hand was making small circles on his back. He let him take all the comfort and warmth he needed until Abhishek broke the hug by himself.

He looked up at him with his puffy eyes, "You look terrible, go wash your face." Advait chuckled gently brushing away his tears.

Abhishek pouted and entered the lavatory of Advait's room.

"Use your room's lavatory." Advait said from behind but he already went inside.

"Mai aaj yahi sounga." Abhishek said from inside the bathroom.

Advait shook his head slightly, his gaze landed on Arush who was sleeping soundly on the bed. A smile formed on his lips and he went out to check on his other troublemaker.