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Wai Ki Chan by Eva Losada backstage @ Simone Rocha S/S 2024

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Sharks IV

Meadema x Child!Reader

Summary: You go to Netherlands Camp

"Okay," Mummy says," You be good, okay?"

She adjusts your shark backpack on your back, closing her eyes briefly when she hands you your Goblin and Cookie Cutter. She smiles at you, running a hand over your cheek.

"Are you sure you want to go with Mama? You won't see Peanut if you go with Mama."

You think for a moment. Lucy and Keira's Peanut is your friend and you rarely see her because she lives in Spain with her mummies now. You haven't seen her at camp either because Mummy's had her big knee ouchy and hasn't gone.

But Mama said that you were welcome to come with her to the Netherlands camp so that's what you're doing.

"Can see Peanut later," You tell Mummy and she brushes your hair out of your face and kneels down to lace up your shoes.

"Okay," She says," Do everything Mama tells you. Be nice. Use your manners. We'll have a chat every night before you go to bed. Sound good?"

You nod.

"Hey...I love you."

"Love you too, Mummy!" You give her a nice tight hug before you join Mama at the taxi.

The flight from London to the Netherlands is fairly short and you have to get into another taxi to take you to the training grounds.

You stay in Mama's arms the entire way to your new room but still manage to wave at the social media people when they film you and Mama's arrival.

Netherlands Camp isn't too different to England Camp except Peanut isn't here. That's nice though. Sometimes Peanut is a bit too loud and excitable for you even though she's your bestest friend.

You sit with Mama in her room and play with your sharks. You weren't allowed to bring all of them with you (which is sad because you think a few of them will be lonely all at home by themselves) but you got your most favourite.

Goblin and Cookie Cutter sit up by your pillows as you take your little plastic figures on a trip around Mama's bed.

"It's a...a..." You think for a moment. "An ecosystem!"

"That's a big word," Mama says.

"It's a group of animals working together so they can all live in the same place," You explain as you make your clownfish hide in the sheets to escape one of your sharks.

"You're very smart," Mama replies and your face goes a little red at the praise.

It stays that way until there's a knock at the door. Mama gets up to open it and you distract yourself by making your swordfish eat your squid.

"Well," A familiar voice says," It's nice to see somethings never change."

You whip your head around and drop your toys. "Daan!" You run into her outstretched arms. "I missed you!"

"I missed you too!" Daan says, swinging you up and spinning around.

You giggle hysterically. "Mama! Look! It's Daan!"

Mama's got a bit of a weird look on her face but she puts on a smile for you and nods. "I can see that."

"Daan! Daan! Look! My sharks!" You pull Daan over to the bed to show her all the new toys you've got since she's been away.

Viv watches as you do so, suddenly struck dumb at the familiarity you greet Daan. She knows (of course she does) that Beth and Daan used to date. She knows that you had some form of a relationship with Daan.

She just never really expected to see it.

You knew your way around Daan, sitting on her lap and explaining happily what was happening in your little ecosystem. You lean into her body and let her scratch at your scalp as you introduce her to your Goblin and Cookie Cutter.

"Mama got them for me!" You say to Daan and it jolts Viv out of her thoughts, a small smile appearing on her face as you turn to look back at her.

"Really?" Daan asks," That's so cool! I'm glad that you still like sharks." She pokes at your belly. "I remember the first shark I got you."

The smile drops from Viv's face. In all honesty, she hadn't ever thought about how you got interested in sharks in the first place. She hadn't ever wondered who got you your first shark toy.

But, somehow, it being Daan left a bad taste in her mouth.

Viv knows that she shouldn't feel that way but she can't help it, like how she can't help but feel a little anger bubble in her gut at the way you so easily fall back into Daan like she had never left.

The feeling persists throughout the day as you stick to Daan like glue, peering up at her with big eyes and a wide smile. You go everywhere with her and insist on eating with her at dinner.

When Viv gets you back, she can't help but hold your hand tight. She has you wave goodbye to Daan and, after your bedtime call with Beth, she sits on your bed with you.

"I missed Daan," You say as her fingers stroke through your hair.

The feeling is back in Viv's stomach as you continue to talk about Daan, about what you missed about her, about how she used to play sharks with you in the bath, about how she used to tuck you into bed and give you kisses on your cheek, forehead and nose before you went to sleep.

"You must have missed her a lot, huh?" Viv asks even though the question tastes sour in her mouth.

Her words make you furrow your brow, like you're stumped about what she said. After a few seconds, you speak," Only when I saw her. Don't really miss her when I can't see her." Your frown gets a bit deeper. "'Cause I've got you and Mummy and my sharks. I don't need Daan because I'm not so little anymore."

Viv smothers her vindictive smile as she kisses both of your cheeks and tucks your blankets up all the way to your chin. You move your toys towards her and Viv kisses your Cookie Cutter and then your Goblin.

When you wake up the next day and Mama finishes her Netherlands training, she takes you to the pool with Vic. It's empty apart from the three of you and Mama helps you change into your swimming costume.

"It's like a shark!" You say excitedly as Mama takes a pool float out of her bag. "It's a dorsal fin!" You turn to explain to Vic. "That's the big fin that sticks up like in movies."

You clap as Mama slips your arms through the straps and tightens them.

"I've got a fin!" You tell Vic, in case she hasn't realised as she slips into the pool.

"That's so cool," Vic says as Mama lowers you into her arms before getting in herself.

"Dorsal fins help the sharks not to roll over when they're swimming," You say because Mummy read that in your bedtime book with you before you left for Netherlands Camp," And they help sharks swim straight!"

"Well," Mama says," Let's hope that it does the same for you. Do you remember what we talked about?"

You think for a moment. "Hands like ice cream scoops! And...And kick my legs hard...and! And turn my head to breath!"

"Very good!" Mama praises," Now I'm going to swim behind you and Vic's going to be up front, okay?"

You nod. "Okay!"

You take a big deep breath and start paddling. You like swimming. Mummy takes you to the pool lots but only when you wear your armbands. Mama says that you're a bit too old for little kiddy armbands now so she was going to teach you the proper way.

You were happy to throw away your dolphin armbands because you don't really like dolphins anyway. You think they're a lot meaner than sharks so you had a little dance party with Mummy and Mama when they got thrown into the pin.

Your armbands being thrown away meant that you got your new shark fin floaty.

"Woo!" Vic cheers as you swim the long length with only a little stopping," Look at you!"

"Mama!" You turn in Vic's arms to look at Mama," Did you see? Did you see? I swam without my armbands!"

"You did!" Mama takes you from Vic. "You did so good! You'll have to keep practising though."

"I will!" You promise, giggling a little when Mama presses ticklish kisses to your cheeks. You turn to look at Vic as she paddles around you. "Mama and Mummy say that if I eat my vegetables and learn to swim really good then one day, when I'm older, I can swim with sharks!"

"That's a long way away," Mama reminds you," Now, how about we do a few more laps and then we can tell Mummy all about it on your bedtime call later?"

You beam. "Okay!"

[huariqueje]

Alcalá mill    -   Javier de Winthuysen y Losada,  1905.

Spanish , 1874-1956

Oil on canvas,  73 x 92 cm.

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these three at the selección catalana today 🥹

these three at barcelona the other day 🥹

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backstage @ simone rocha | spring 2024 (ph: eva losada)

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𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙾

description: In reader's last game of her career, her wife and team make sure she understands how loved she really is

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vicky losada x female reader

disclaimer: I am in now way saying vicky is bi-sexual or lesbian, this is all fiction

warnings: language, bad google translations as per usual!

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username3: love love love it!

losada_vicky: Jesus, I am a lucky woman... 🤯

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y/n: proud to wear Losada on my back baby ! 🩷

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username5: PLEASE MA'AM 🔥🔥

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When the whistle blew, y/n couldn't believe it, the air was pulled from her lungs and as her teamed cheered in relief from the win, a tear dropped down her cheek at the idea of leaving for real this time.

Her wife wrapped an arm around her and the team swarmed her soon enough, a lot of people crying as they enjoyed a last group hug with their captain of four years.

As they pulled away, y/n looked out at the crowd who were screaming, cheering, waving Brighton Flags for her, and she laughed tearfully and waved out at them in thanks.

"Right." Vicky's voice echoes a microphone held in her hand.

"My wife has given a lot of her life to Brighton, and she honestly loves everything about this club, the players, the staff and especially the fans. I love this club because of her." Vicky says.

The crowd aww's at that, and y/n smiles sadly as she watches her wife who was looking around, proudly talking about the one she called her own.

"She may be retiring, but y/n Losada will be remembered for years as the best Brighton, fan, player and Captain because she has changed so many lives in the course of her own." Vicky finishes.

The crowd erupts at that, cheers showing such agreement to Vicky's speech that the captain covered hr face and took a deep breath, trying to stop from bursting into tears.

A microphone was somehow passed to her, and y/n shook her head, but the chants of 'speech speech speech' were telling her she was over-ruled.

"Um, wow, where to start?" She asks. "First of all, I came through the Brighton academy and played on a senior pitch at the age of 16. I am now 33, and after a brief few years at Barcelona, am honoured to have done my final game here." y/n begins, the crowd cheering for her.

"I am so grateful to every fantastic person on this team, in this club and in this crowd. Because you have made my job the easiest thing in the world." y/n smiles, her wife chuckling and wiping a tear.

"My wife is crying, though I wish she wouldn't because we both know, if I play any longer, I will be sewn back together with how many injuries I have got." y/n laughs, her hand coming up to cup her wife's face lovingly.

"I won't say much more, but thank you for your support, thank you for your love, you will all always have mine. Thank you Brighton and Thank you football. See you around!" y/n finishes and the crowd bursts into cheers.

Two loud bangs happen and y/n jumps before laughing in shock at the fireworks that had been set off from the stadium, the officials giving her a proper goodbye as people cheered.

"y/n! y/n! y/n! y/n! y/n!!" The crowd cheered, repeating her name over and over while the Brighton team piled on her one last time. y/n knew she'd enjoy being a wag, but she would miss football.

Vicky wrapped an arm around her, pressing her lips to her lover's temple as the woman sighed and relaxed in her hold, finding comfort in her wife's warmth.

"I know my love, I know." Vicky promises.

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y/n

Words cannot express the pain I have saying goodbye, football has given me a family, several teams, a wife and so much love.

I may be hurting, but I heard you all and I am so thankful for you, and the happiness you gave me tonight and always shall never be matched!

Thank you all so much, I have had such a fantastic time in this career. I will see you all soon, when I am fulfilling my WAG duties!

All my love

y/n Losada xx

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losada_vicky There may have been several reasons my wife took a step back from football. We cannot wait to meet this reason. ❤️

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kinda love this, kinda don't

meh

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Queenie xx

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Miguel Gomez Losada (Es 1967)

Nemours (2024)

Oil on canvas (66 x 54 cm)

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Love your fics could we get a Vicky losada one maybe they sign for brighton same day and they are together but both don't know they signed for brighton

what are you doing here?! - vicky losada

vicky losada x reader

description: in which you and your girlfriend sign contracts at brighton & hove at the same time without telling the other

warnings: nothing i think, spanish in bold italics!!

a/n: hiya! hope you enjoy! thank you for the request!!

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you and your wife, vicky met in the spanish national team through your cousin, la reina (the queen) herself. you’re two years younger than alexia, she made an effort to take you under her wing and protect you with her entire being. so when you told the girl that you and one of her close friends started dating, she was furious, especially since she was the one that introduced the two of you to each other.

“prima (cousin)” she lets out an exasperated sigh, pinching her nose bridge as she looked at you and vicky holding hands with each other. you were gripping vicky’s hand so tight, she winced. “bebé (baby), that hurts” she whispers, “sorry” you whisper back, adjusting your grip slightly. “when did this happen?” alexia breathes out, finally gaining some composure.

“well, ale” vicky starts but quickly stops when her hand goes up, you pout at alexia for her protectiveness. “ale” you whine out, letting go of vicky’s hand with a squeeze to walk closer to your cousin. you hesitantly hold her hand, “it’s only recent, i promise, but it’s serious, i really like her” you give her your best puppy dog eyes, “i really like her too!” vicky quickly adds, alexia’s eyes trace your face for any trace of a lie, sighing when she sees you’re serious.

alexia bundles you up in her arms, “if she hurts you, i’ll kill her” she whispers in your ear, giving you a tight hug. she looks up at vicky, gesturing for a group hug, vicky smiles at the two, rushing over into the embrace. “you hurt my favourite prima (cousin), i’ll end you before you can say her first name” vicky nods knowingly, alexia was like a sister to you and she would do anything to respect that. alexia waves the both of you off, going back to training.

as soon as she left the room, vicky hoists you up on her torso, putting your back on the nearby wall and peppering your face with small kisses. you let out a happy laugh, vicky smiling into all her kisses, looking up at you adoringly. your eyes flicker between hers, both of you having blown out pupils. you lean down to close the gap, placing a sweet on her lips. she gently squeezes the bottom of your thighs, pressing you firmly onto the wall while she kisses you passionately.

“no kissing! training! now!” you hear alexia yell from outside the change room, vicky quickly puts you on the ground, straightening your jersey before she ushers you out, not wanting to fear the wrath of your cousin. she throws you a quick wink and a peck to your lips before turning you around and pushing you out of the door, gently squeezing your biceps as she walks past you to training.

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the rest is history, you had been dating for over 7 years, vicky and you got married a little over 3 years ago. you were both so happy, a couple of times during your relationship, it was long distance but the two of you didn’t mind, you would travel long distances for each other for small visits, called each other everyday no matter where you were, it just worked, you both couldn’t explain it but it just worked.

you’d stayed at barcelona despite numerous club offers when vicky moved to manchester city and roma, supporting her unconditionally as she tried to find a club that felt like home. you were at alexia’s house with mapi and ingrid when you received a call from your wife.

“hello?”

“hi, pretty bebé (baby)” you could hear vicky’s smirk through the phone,

“hi, baby!” you say excitedly, excusing yourself from the three on the couch as they ushered you away.

“i wanted to ask your opinion about something” she lets out a sigh, rustling was heard through the phone, she sounds slightly stressed.

“of course, mi amor (my love)”

“i think i’m gonna move again” you perk up at that, you thought she was happy at her current club but clearly not.

“if that’s what you think you should do, amor (love), i say go for it” she hums at your words,

“where are you moving?”

“it’s a secret”

“ugh, just sign vic!” you say excitedly,

“woah! the enthusiasm from the wag is exactly what i wanted, i’ll accept them” you could hear her smile through her words,

“i’m the best wag, i know” she giggles at your words,

“yes you are cariño (dear)” she coos, smiling at hearing your small giggles.

“all right, mi amor (my love), i’ll let you go, i’ll call you in the morning?” vicky sighs happily,

“okay, hermosa (beautiful), i’ll talk to you tomorrow”

with the exchange of “i love you”, you end the call, walking back into the room where the three girls immediately tease you for your pink cheeks and bright smile.

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the next day, you randomly got called by brighton & hove, they offered you an amazing contract, saying you would particularly enjoy it due to the people in the club. you were slightly confused by what they meant but nonetheless told them you would get back to them.

you talked to alexia about it, she honestly thought it was good for a change, you’d been at barcelona for a while, maybe this was what you needed. you decided to take the leap and accept the contract, they told you to come and officially sign next week.

you face time vicky to tell her the news, “hello, wife” she sings out with a bright smile, you can’t help but giggle at her.

“hello, mi amor (my love), i have news!” you exclaim, vicky makes a noise of surprise,

“wow, okay, bebé, lay it on me” you smile at her cheekily,

“i’m transferring” a blank face is prominent on her features, after a long pause of her just staring at you, she finally talks.

“you’re telling me, my lovely wife” she scoffs, “you are betraying your club, barca” she gasps mockingly,

“you betrayed them first!” you remark, “twice!”

“i know bebé, but you’re the barca princess” she laughs when you throw your head back with a groan, “la reina (the queen) actually told me to move” vicky’s eyes nearly pop out of her head, her mouth agape as she looks over your face.

“la reina (the queen) did what?” she exclaims,

“i know!” you match her energy, both of you breaking out into a fit of laughs, happy smiles gracing both of your faces.

“your prima (cousin) amazes me everyday” she exhales through her nose with a gentle shake of her head, “so, mi amor (my love), where are you going?” your wife asks excitedly, you smirk and give her a taste of her own medicine.

“it’s a secret, bebé (baby)” you shake your finger at her, tutting with a scoff

“amor (love), come on!” she whines but receives your stern expression instead.

“fine” she crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at you through your phone screen.

“you’ll find out soon” you sing out teasingly, she can’t help but crack a smile.

the rest of the call was normal chatter about your days, talking about random topics until you ended up falling asleep. she smiles and screenshots the screen, “goodnight, amorcito (little love), i love you” she whispers softly, kissing her camera before hanging up and sending you a goodnight message.

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the week had gone by, you flew down to brighton & hove to sign your contract. they directed you to a room in a long hallway, the signing process going quickly, a few photos taken for media. you were told you needed to go to another room down the hall, when you swung the door open, the one directly across opens at the same time. there stood your wife. time stood still in this moment.

both of you looked at each other, completely shocked. you couldn’t even move. both of you, mouth agape, took in each other’s appearances, “what are you doing here?!” you say at the same time, the staff behind the both of you break out into laughter, clearly not understanding your spanish but reading the situation perfectly.

you run towards the girl, she sweeps you into a bone crushing hug. she tucks her face in your neck, placing numerous kisses on the skin there. you hold onto her so tightly, scared she was going to leave you again. you pull away from her at arms length, looking into her eyes tearfully. she immediately wipes them away, “vida mía (my life)” she coos, kissing your cheek repeatedly with a bright smile, clearly holding back her tears but keeping herself contained.

you place a loving kiss on her lips, she grabs the back of your neck to deepen it. the staff had left the two of you to reunite, clearly the two of you were busy. she slips her tongue into your mouth, you can’t help but let out a whine into her mouth, slotting a hand through her hair and tugging it gently, to which she replies with a hum of satisfaction. she pulls away from you before you got carried away, cradling your face between her hands, “so beautiful” she whispers, you give her a shy smile “you’re so beautiful” you respond with a quick kiss.

“we’re playing together” you breathe out in disbelief, she pulls you into another tight hug, “we’re playing together” she mumbles into your neck.

you both get pulled for media, taking photos with your contracts and new jerseys. the power couple were finally playing with each other again, no one was more excited than you and vicky.

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losada_vicky: finally playing together again, i love my wife @/yourname

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yourname: finally!! love you, bebé (baby)

↳ losada_vicky: you’re so cute

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alexiaputellas: a little too close there, losada.

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↳ yourname: ale, vicky’s older than you

↳ alexiaputellas: are you seriously trying me right now?

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manchester throwback: i love how ona yeets vicky out of the way and then gets so pissed when the foul is called 😭 i still can’t figure out what she’s screaming (and lucy just standing there like 🧍🏻‍♀️)

[woso-dreamzzz]

Anger III

Vicky Losada x Putellas!Reader

Summary: It was meant to be a quiet night

You rolled over in bed with a groan and shoved your face into the pillow.

Over the monitor, you heard wailing.

You reached your hand out blindly and slapped at Vicky.

"Vicky," You hissed, still sleep addled and groggy," Vicky...Vicky!"

She woke with a start. "Huh? What is it?" She seemed to realise the screaming coming from the baby monitor. She yawned. "I'll get her."

"I should hope so," You said," It's your turn."

You'd only just brought your baby home. Little Sofia Losada had been blessed with a healthy set of lungs at birth that kept you up at every hour of the night.

You could hear on the baby monitor the moment that Vicky opened the door to Sofia's room and slipped inside. There was a brief rustle of sheets and then you could hear your wife over the screeching of your baby.

"Alright, you," Vicky said," Let's see what's wrong."

You sighed in relief and buried your face back in your sheets as the cries quietened. You were relaxed and happy in the warmth of your bed and the sweet silence as Sofia got comfort. You began to drift off happily until you heard your phone ringing.

You thought about ignoring it but, when the call dropped, it picked up almost immediately again.

You groaned and reached for it, refusing to open your eyes. "Hello?"

"Heeey." The voice was slurred and thick.

You squeezed your eyes as tight as possible, hoping that this was all just a horrible dream. "Alba, I thought you were with Alexia."

"I am! Ale! Ale! Say hi!"

"Hiiii." Alexia's voice was slurred too and you finally opened your eyes.

You pulled on a jumper and some socks, slipping into your favourite pair of slippers. "Where are you?"

Alba rattled off the name of the bar they had gotten drunk at and you swore at them under your breath as you headed to the door.

You met Vicky out in the hallway. Sofia was in her arms, eyes almost completely closed as the lack of sleep caught up with her. "Hey, you didn't have to get up," Your wife said," We're okay here. Go back to bed."

"I can't," You said apologetically," My stupid sisters are stranded and drunk. I'm going to go pick them up." You pressed a kiss to her lips and then another one to Sofia's head, brushing down her little baby curls. "I'll be home soon."

It was a quick drive to your sisters and a much longer task trying to get them into your car. You wrangled Alexia in first, firmly telling off your oldest sister when she tried to unbuckle herself from the passenger seat.

It was much harder to get Alba in. She wanted to go back to the bar and have another shot but you manhandled her into your car where she promptly burst into tears when she noticed Sofia's car seat was empty.

"The baby!" She cried," The baby!"

"Where's our baby?" Alexia asked, rolling her head to look at you like her neck suddenly couldn't hold it up.

"You mean my baby? At home, where you're both going to drink a litre of water each and share the bed in the spare room."

Alba stubbornly kicked the back of your seat. "We're adults! We don't need to share with each other!"

"Then one of you will sleep on the floor," You told her, reaching around your seat to slap her back.

You managed to get both of your drunk sisters up the driveway and through the front door.

"Be quiet," You hissed as Alexia tripped over the side table," My baby and my wife are trying to sleep!"

"Baby Sofia!" Alba cried as a light turned on and Vicky appeared in the hallway, watching on in amusement with little Sofia in her arms.

"Shut it! She's sleeping!"

You held both of your sisters back by their shirts when they tried to rush for your baby. "No!" You said sternly," Bedtime for you two."

"Sofia's not in bed!" Alba whined as Alexia pouted, reaching for Sofia like her life depended on it.

"I'm just putting her back into bed now," Vicky said," Would it make you two happier if you watched me?"

Both of your sisters nodded and all four of you trooped into the nursery to lay your sleepy girl to bed. She yawned in her sleep, scrunching up her little fists in a way that had both of your sisters cooing.

Vicky placed her down gently in her crib and switched on the monitor again as you guided your now settled sisters to the spare room. It seemed that seeing Sofia had calmed them both significantly because neither of them fought you when you tucked them both into the same bed.

"Three kids in bed," Vicky noted," And it's not even two in the morning."

"We did good, huh?" You joked as you slid into her warm embrace and pillowed your head on her chest.

"I'm surprised you let them sleep on the new sheets while drunk. What if they throw up?"

"Alexia won't."

"And Alba?"

"There's a bucket on the floor next to her," You said dismissively," If she throws up on the sheets then she's paying for them to be cleaned."

Vicky laughed. "I love it when you make plans to extort your sisters out of money. It's sexy." Her hand crept down to your bum.

"If I wasn't exhausted," You said," I would so take you up on that but-" You checked your bedside clock," We've got a one-week-old who will wake up for a feed in a few hours and my drunk sisters in the other room. No chance, Mrs Losada."

Vicky laughed again and you rocked at the movement of her chest. "Maybe tomorrow," She said," When Alba's out washing our sheets and we manipulate Alexia into babysitting."

You closed your eyes. "It's your turn to manipulate Alexia."

[huariqueje]

Garden of the Cepero Family - Javier de Winthuysen y Losada,1912.

Spanish , 1874-1956

Oil on canvas , 130 x 140 cm.