Where the wind whispers

Title: For Giggles
Pairing: Nikki + Spain NT (oh yeah seriously)
Rating: PG-13
A/N: for the ever amazing and sweet loquitaqbanita who needs a wee bit of cheering up. I love you girlie =-) This really doesn’t have a plot, just so everybody knows…



“I wonder what we can do.” Cesc sits with his head on his hands.

Silence reigned for a matter of moments before Silva shrugged. “Maybe one of us could, I don’t know, seduce the captain or something.”

Thirteen head turned in unison to stare at the Canarian. Villa tightened his hold on him while looking at him in a new light.

Sergio smirked. “Silva’s not so innocent, eh?”

Villa glared back. “He’s mine gypsy.”

Cesc pouted. “Iker’s mine too, bitch.”

Iker blushed and looked at his hands.

“Well, how are we going to cheer her up?” Fernando asked.

Bojan giggled. “By being obnoxiously cute?”

Fernando pouted and turned to mutter at Sergio. “I’m supposed to be the cute one!”

Cesc pouted at Fernando. “No way, I’m the cute one! Aren’t I Iker?”

Iker looked over at Cesc and at Fernando. “Leave me out of it.”

Pepe patted Iker’s head while giving lovey-dovey eyes at Alvaro. Xabi was texting Steven so he didn’t really mind. Puyol was discussing hair products with Sergio, who was now ignoring Fernando.

Villa was still looking at Silva. “Baby you don’t think, I mean it’s cool if you do but, you don’t really think about Iker like that, do you?”

Silva giggled and kissed Villa. “Why not? Nikki does.”