27: Parents
Parents
Pairing: Iker Casillas/David Beckham with a cameo side of Raul/Guti
Rating: G (fun for the whole family)
Disclaimer: not true, though it could totally have happened. for serious. (are you intrigued yet?)
A/N: don't read if you don't like adorable lol. also: the heatwave has fried my brain (more specifically the writing/angst part of my brain) so requests will be done but not now
for prompt 27: parents
Words: 251
“Hijo de puta!” Iker’s surprised shriek breaks the quiet chatter of their water break. Guti looks up and isn’t surprised when he spies a cackling David Beckham trying to evade a sopping wet and hopping mad goalkeeper.
“It’s hot! I thought you’d enjoy it!” David yells over his shoulder, still laughing wildly, weaving through amused team mates. “God, Iker! With speed like that no wonder you’re stuck between the sticks!”
The Englishman’s laugh cuts off abruptly as a foot is stuck into his path and he trips head over heels, executing two perfect penalty winning rolls before Iker is on him, tickling him into submission.
“Ramos!”
The defender shrugs with exaggerated innocence as David goes apoplectic with laughter. When Iker’s sure he’s sufficiently made his point he stands facing his team mates, arms raised in victory. Only to be seized unceremoniously around the waist and brought to the ground to tussle for dominance.
Guti sighs and turns to a quietly chuckling Raul, “Well papi, shall we go stop the kids from fighting?”
“Oh just let them be,” Rauls’s eyes twinkle mischeviously, “…madre.”
Guti scowls at that but is distracted by a pained cry and turns to find Iker and David united in the pursuit to give Sergio a perfect joint noogie on his perfect tresses.
Raul sighs beside him and stands, clapping his hands, “Alright, Kids, that’s enough, back to work.”
Sometimes Guti thought the two of them did more work in a day than most parents did in a lifetime.