Lover II- ML

236. One Month

Tummy time was an interesting part of the day.

Both Kaia and Mapi were looking forward to introducing it into Fabian's routine, thinking he'd enjoy it and enjoy strengthening his muscles.

But that wasn't the case.

The moment Kaia placed him on his stomach as Mapi filmed proudly, Fabian froze. He didn't move, he didn't understand and he was confused at how close his face was to his blanket.

In fact, his head hit his blanket with a little thud and he stayed like that, a star fish on his stomach and completely unmoving.

"Um..." Mapi's smile slowly fades in confusion. "Bebé, is this normal?"

Kaia stands with her hands on her hips, staring down at Fabian in disbelief. "I... I don't think so." She replies unsurely. "Seb's kids were never like this."

Fabian's head suddenly shoots up with the minimal neck strength he has, then he begins wailing loudly and trying to look for one of them.

"Oh my god." Mapi mutters as she ends the video and quickly gets on her stomach in front of Fabian, mirroring his position exactly. "It's ok, baby. It's ok, look at me, look at mamá." She soothes and Fabian's cries quieten down, his bottom lip still trembling as he examines the way Mapi is calmly on her stomach, just like him.

Then, Fabian lets out a hiccup that almost sounds like a small laugh, smacking the ground at his sides quite casually like he wasn't freaking out only a second ago.

"Wow." Mapi drawls out with a chuckle, looking up to Kaia's who's taking pictures of them with a big smile. She reaches out to wipe away Fabian's tear soaked cheeks and stays where she is, leaning on her forearms so when he needs to, he can always see her. "Fabi, sweetheart." She coos softly, trying to make him look back at her so he can work his neck.

As the days went, he got used to being placed on his stomach and he started to love it. They'd catch him trying to roll over when he was on his back, so they'd assist him by the hips and receive an excited giggle in return.    

It wasn't exactly a giggle yet, more a gurgle paired with a smile. But it was a noise that always made Mapi and Kaia smile, a noise that filled the flat with warmth.

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On the last day of the season, Kaia had to stay home for Fabian and her therapy while the rest of the team traveled to Valencia.

It was a nerve wracking game because for the first time in a while, Barcelona weren't in control of their fate. The table was too close, they were drawing on points with Atlético and sitting second on goal difference, while Real Madrid were only one point behind them both.

They needed to win by three clear goals and hope Atlético either lose, draw or only win by one goal.

It wasn't what any of them were used to, but it was the cards they were dealt and they had to only focus on this game, on their objectives and finishing the season off strong against.

So the strongest team was staring, attacking and dominating with their formation and personnel.

Since she was on her own for the day, Kaia brought Fabian along with her to the training centre and was glad when Carlos said she was allowed to have him present for her therapy session.

It had been two and a half weeks since her injury, her ankle was back to normal size and only the odd discolouration was still visible, but her ligaments were still weak, there was still a sharp tightness when she'd have to test her range of movement without the compression sleeve there as support.