Lover II- ML

295. Sporting

AN: a wholesome chapter here, a change from the last

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The sun had long since risen, but the yacht was silent apart from the clean up crew pottering around and collecting glasses, underwear strewn here and there.

The chefs were preparing a fuelling breakfast for the hungover athletes, while the table many were dancing on last night was being set neatly.

The only bedroom awake at 8:45am was unfortunately the one with the one year old and two very tired women.

Fabian had woken up at 6:30, only minutes after Kaia and Mapi tried to go to bed.

Mapi was already fast asleep, so Kaia lethargically changed Fabian's nappy and let him cuddle between her and Mapi in bed, reading him a book and unfortunately falling asleep herself before she was finished.

It left Fabian alone, to poke Mapi on the cheek, to throw his book to the bottom of the bed and scream until Kaia's hand tapped him on the back as she mindlessly hushed him.

Then, like the true little shit he was, Fabian decided he'd use Mapi's head as a seat and play the drums off the cushioned headboard with his palms.

"No." Mapi scolds, blindly reaching up to grab one of Fabian's tiny hands. "It's too early, be quiet."

"Mamá." Fabian bends his face down between his legs until he's looking at Mapi upside down. "Meh meh."

"Bueno." Mapi sighs tiredly, giving a small shove to Fabian so he fell off her head and into the pillows next to Kaia.

Fabian giggles as he lands face first in the soft pillows, placing an impulsively excited kiss on Kaia's face as he scurries away from her and towards the bottom of the bed after Mapi.

Mapi turns back to the bed with her eyes still barely open, swishing and handing the fresh bottle of milk over to the boy as she crawled back into bed and the softness of the duvet.

"Grazie." Fabian mumbles with his teeth already nibbling on the rubber teat.

"De nada." Mapi mumbles, sleep already overcoming her again.

Fabian stays where he is, sat crossed legged between his mother's feet, facing them as he suckles on his milk happily and watches them sleep.

It was strange how the most boring things kept babies entertained.

By 9am, Fabian had laid sideways, his head rested on Kaia's shin while his legs were over Mapi's.

He was in a perfect, comfortable shallow U shape within the soft and padded bedding.

He spent his time wiggling his toes and watching them, reaching down to pull on his feet and try to lift it over his head.

Each time he failed to hook his leg around the back of his head, his leg would flop back down onto Mapi's abruptly, eventually waking her up again.

Fabian noticed even the smallest change to Mapi's breathing, his head pivoting to look at her while his leg was now successfully behind his head.

Mapi almost laughs at how ridiculous he looks, but her headache was terrible, her body felt like it had been hit by a truck and her stomach felt sensitive.

"Eh." Fabian grunts, his eyes wide like he was seeking praise for his acrobatics.

"Don't look at me like that." Mapi mumbles as she closes her eyes slowly. "Your mami took me for a real spin last night."