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Hey Guys!! 😃
Sush and Kiran (Diyar-e-dil) here! (As our AT girls know us, SuKi. Yup, that's our ship name ❤️😆) Anyway, we've written an OS together on our ObBros. One fine midnight, we decided to pen this down and you know, our love for their bromance then built this story. 😳
We had lots of fun writing it, so we're definitely going to continue with our "writing streak." 😛 With that being said, until we're back again, we'll leave you off to read this one for now. 😃 Enjoy peepz! 😉 *Evil smirk* 😈
Rudra slowly tiptoed to Omkara's art studio where he found Om fast asleep on the little dusty couch which Shivaay bought him before he went Cambridge. Rudra had an evil grin plastered on his face, he stuck his tongue out and nodded his heard, as if agreeing with the inner devil that existed within him.
"O, mere Bhaiyya, this is my sweet revenge to you," Rudra giggled as he went around the couch behind Omkara. He waved in front of Om's face to make sure that he was really asleep before pulling out the pair of scissors that he hid in his pocket.
Rudra wiggled his eyebrows and smirked, "You said, I won't be able to make you angry? Now we'll see O. I am definitely winning this bet and getting that ferrarri Shivaay Bhaiyya has promised." He slowly and carefully picked a bunch of Om's hair in his hand and brought the scissors close to it, he stuck his hand and slowly slowly opened the scissors...
He heard a thud outside the studio as he was about to close the scissors on the bunch of hair he was holding onto. He gasped. Before Om could wake up, he retreated his hands and jumped behind the couch in a jiffy to hide.
Om grumbled in his sleep, he only wanted to catch up on a couple minutes of sleep, he'd been awake all night helping Shivaay come to terms with Anika's sudden disappearance. Rudra slowly crept up behind the couch again after hearing Om breathing softly again, pulling back his sleeves, he intended to finish what he had come for.
He let out a sigh after making sure Om has gone back into his slumber. He picked up a bunch of hair again, "O, your hair so soft. I wonder if you secretly use another conditioner or something," he whispered. His thoughts were broken as he heard a car pass by outside. It reminded him of the Ferrari. "My new baby, here I come!"
And with the thought of a new ferrarri, Rudra closed the scissors on Om's luscious black hair. The sound of the scissors woke Om Up who shot up and immediately his hand went to his hair as something felt odd.
"Aaahhh" Om screamed as his hand went up to his head. Rudra who was giggling at the sight of a bald spot on Om's head shrieked as Om gripped his hand in the air. He was so dead. SO DEAD.
The blood drained from Rudra's face as Om's grip on his hand became stronger. Just then, to Rudra's luck, Shivaay walked in, Rudra snatched his hand away from Om and ran to hide behind Shivaay.
Shivaay looked confused for a moment until it dawned on him about his chota brother's act a minute ago. A small smile played on his lips until he could hold no longer and burst out laughing at Om's shock-filled face. Rudra slowly peeked out from behind him and laughed alongside his Bhaiyya.
Omkara was livid, how dare they touch his hair, that he's tried so hard to maintain and care for like his own baby, today Rudra was surely going to die, Omkara jumped after Rudra and tried to catch him but he was fast and ran. Shivaay laughed and shook his head, "When will these two Oberois grow up. Anyway gotta get back to my work." He had been upset earlier but seeing his OmRu behaving so normal, he forgot all his pain and worries, just then he heard Dadi shouting at OmRu, "What are you two doing, ahhh Rudra, my hair, get off me you big child!"
"Daaadddiii save me from this monster Bhaiyyaaa" Rudra clung on to her shoulders. He started giggling as he kept dodging away from Om's hits with Dadi in front of him. Just as Om was about to pull Dadi away, Rudra jumped over both of them and landed on the floor, on his face. "Ouuchh" he whined, but soon got up as he saw Om approaching him and ran out of the house, singing, "You can't catch me.. You can't catch me.." Om shook his head as a small smile crept up his face thinking about his chota's antics in a while. What would life be without his chota?
"Okay Om, this isn't the time to get emotional, that Rudra ka bacha cut your hair jis mein tumhara jaan basa tha." He said to himself as the smile vanished and a angry look plastered his face instead. He saw Rudra running and turning back to instigate Om further with the silly faces he was making, Om decided to run after him but instead he collided with Tej.
"What the heck have you done to your hair?! Did your newfound wisdom of looking like a jerk go away halfway through you cutting your hair? You were an embarrassment with your stupid long hair and now you come looking like a circus clown. What do you think of yourself? This house has it's own prestige and-" He was cut off by Rudra, "Papa, it was not Bhaiyya's fault."
Om's eyes brimmed with tears and his nails dug deep into his palms as he was trying his best to control his anger for his father who Tej has stopped giving him and his mum love ever since Svetlana entered their life. Just as Om was going to open his mouth to give Tej a fitting reply, Rudra pulled him away, "Nahi bhai control your anger. Remember what you promised Shivaay Bhaiyya? Now, come on." Rudra pulled him towards his old Ferrari, they both got in without talking to eachother, Rudra knew it would be best to let his O calm down. He quickly texted Shivaay "bhai meet us at our favourite place".
Shivaay left immediately, but knew something was wrong. Rudra was never one to text without emoticons. Did Om hurt him? Did he give a too-serious-of-a dare? He broke out of his thoughts as Rudra called out to him, "Bhaiyya.." Om was standing against the wall with his head held down. He instantly understood it had something to do with Tej. He knew is his brother better than anyone else.
Shivaay quickly walled to Om and pulled into a tight embrace, Om hugged Shivaay back just as tightly. Only his Shivaay Bhaiyya knew how to make O feel better thought Rudra, ever since they were kids Shivaay was enough to make everything better with only a warm embrace. Rudra was itching to join his Bhaiyya's and jumped on both Om and Shivaay, hugging them as tightly as he could.
If there was something that they all wished for right now, it was to stay together like this always and forever. Their lives were defined by each other and the bond they shared. Om pulled away from the hug with a frown on his face. He remembered what that Rudra ka bacha had done to his precious hair a while ago. He was not going to let that brat get away with it.
He pulled Rudra's ear and Rudra cried out to his Shivaay Bhaiyya, who stood there with folded arms and had a big grin on his face, " Bhaiyya, look O is hurting your chota, are you not going to stop him? Ouch! Bhaiyya!". Shivaay walked to the two Oberois he loved to the moon and back, he slapped Rudra lightly on the head and pulled his other ear, "Ouch! Bhaiyya tum bhi! You two are the worst brothers ever!" Om and Shivaay laughed at their dramebaaz bhai. Om instead put Rudra in a headlock, "Rudra ke bache! you thought you could get away with ruining my hair?" Om said as he started laughing slightly. "Ahhh! Bhaiyya!!" Rudra cried out again. No matter what Rudra did but his O and Shivaay Bhaiyya will always forgive and love him, that much he knew.
"Okay okay stop it O. Poor baby might start crying for real now." Shivaay teased as he tried to muffle his laugh. Rudra put up an offended face and turned away from them. Shivaay went up and tried to turn him around for which he did not budge. Shivaay finally gave in and dangled a key in front of him. Rudra's face instantly brightened, "OH MY GOD, YOU ARE THE BEST BHAIYYA IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD" he shrieked and tumbled over on the floor with Shivaay in the name of hugging. He had gotten his new baby. He broke out of his thoughts as Om teased him, "Someone said he had the worst brothers ever just a minute ago..." Rudra gave a cheeky grin and got up, helping Shivaay up too.
Om touched his cheek as he felt something wet and cold drop on his face, "Ahh what is this" as touched the liquid on his face and slowly opened his sleep deprived eyes to examine it. "O wake up!" Rudra, who was holding a cup full of water, jumped on top of Om and Om quickly touched his hair, "huh my hair? how did it go back to being long?" Om murmured under his breath. "Om tum apne baal ko kyun itne pyar ke saath touch kara he ho?" Shivaay asked as he sat next on the little table near the couch, eating biscuits. "Shivaay Bhiayya, where did you get that Oreo biscuit packet from?" Rudra asked as he got up from Om and stepped on Om's hand accidentally, "Ouch!" screamed Om. "I don't know I found this in my shoe..."
Rudra folded his arms, he knew very well where Shivaay got the Oreo biscuits from. "Tumhare shoes mein tha, ya mere shoe rack se yeh apko mila?" Shivaay burst out laughing, "who puts their snacks on a shoe rack?" Rudra stamped his foot, "not fair Bhaiyya, you know how much I love Oreos despite my strict diet." Shivaay put his arm around Rudra "do you want me to take back this" he showed him shiny keys which he slowly took from his pocket. " BHAIYYA! YOU ARE THE BEST! Om learn something from Shivaay Bhaiyya." Om once again touched his hair and Shivaay asked why he was touching his hair again. "Shivaay I had a dream where Rudra cut my hair." Both Rudra and Shivaay turned to him "What?" they both looked shocked. "Om I would never do that to these beautiful Zulfe. You know I could never do anything SO wrong." Rudra continued. Shivaay on the other hand was laughing at their antics and pulled them into a hug.
Rudra and Shivaay exchanged a silent smirk oblivious to Om, they had some fun waiting for them later that day. They knew whatever happens, their love for one another would outsmart any tension between them.
*Two hours later*
Om walked up to the mirror after his shower and looked up to brush his hair... "Aaahhh"
The End.
- A SuKi creation.
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
