Lover II- ML

271. A New Year To Remember

AN: I know no one has asked, but I wanted to make sure everyone knows how Fabian's name is pronounced since there are a few different ways depending on your country.

It's the Italian pronunciation of FA-bee-An; chosen by Mapi and Kaia as nod to the Roman general Fabius Maximus.

(They really do love their history)

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With Christmas over, New Year's Eve came creeping up quick on them.

They had more than just six people to host at the Morelli León household, they had a whole party planned for their friends and teammates who had returned to Barcelona.

One of these friends included Dario. He had visited randomly throughout the year, a few of them knowing he's Fabian's donor and others only knowing he's very close to Kaia's family.

So although his presence was for him to donate again, no one thought anything of it when they saw him casually making himself a mocktail in the outdoor kitchen area, Spanish music softly flowing through the garden that was lit up by hung fairy lights and hanging lamp along the house.

"Y'aright Dario." Lucy clasps the boxer on the shoulder, which was just above her head height.

"Sì." Dario nods over to her politely, squeezing lime juice into his drink to finish off. "You want drink, yes or yes?"

"Yes." Lucy accepts without hesitation, glancing over all the alcoholic choices. "Give me a fruity cocktail, and a beer."

"Beer is for you, no?" Dario assumes, grabbing the fresh cocktail shaker and some rum.

"Sí." Lucy answers, taking the time to admire the party setup, the classic Happy New Year balloons on one stone wall of the house, the floats in the steaming pool, a beer pong table and more. "They've really got this down. Being adults and stuff, a family."

"N assulutu. (Absolutely.)" Dario agrees with a slightly knowing smile. "Fabian is ncridìbbili. (Incredible.)"

"I bet he's going to walk soon." Lucy says with her eyes scanning the arriving guests, looking for the baby most are drawn to.

And there Fabian was, stood on the floor between Mapi's legs where she was sat, her hands on his waist and his elbows up on her knees.

But his feet were flat on the floor, his legs looked very strong and he was casually looking between the new faces all speaking to his mamá.

"Aw, look how cute you are." Manuela bends down to address Fabian. She was one of Mapi's friends from Zaragoza, someone Mapi had known since she was an awkward and tattoo-less teen.

Fabian however didn't care for the baby voice used, he looked up at Manuela's face and closes his eyes as he looks away, but he wasn't slick enough to hide his eye roll.

"Did he just roll his eyes at me?" Manuela asks in complete shock, her voice almost drowned out by Mapi's laugh.

"Chiquito, this is Manuela. We like her." Mapi lifts him back up onto her lap, letting him lean back into her since there were four people all peering down at him.

"Kaia! Can we go in the pool now?" Pina's voice comes from somewhere to Mapi's left, out in the garden and probably near the pool's deep end.

"Clàudia, I've just seen you stuff your face with two hotdogs and down an Estralla." Kaia replies incredulously. "No, you cannot go in the pool now."

"We want to go on the floaties!" Pina defends with a huff. "We're not actually going to swim."

Kaia points a finger of warning at the short Spaniard on the other side of the pool. "If you throw up in my pool, you're paying to have it drained."