𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐁𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩.

She thinks she can just run away from her like that?

Heyyyy, bambina!!

“Not funny, Maya” she pouted, wrapping an arm around the blonde’s waist to steady her. “I told you to wake me if you needed something. You shouldn’t be moving around, especially not without your bootie!”

The brunette instantly sits up, shaking her head as she pushes herself out of bed. “No no no, no running!” She quickly babbles, clearly not picking up on her humour as she moves to steady her wife “I forbid it!”

💛🖤

She feels the weight of the bed shift instantly, a little whine leaving her lips as she stretches and her eyes flutter open. “Bella? What are you doing?”

Her brows furrowed together at her movement, instantly rushing forward to stop her moving anymore. “No, Bella. You need to stay and finish your fluids. And there is no way you are going back to the station right now, you have had a lot of painkiller and you’re a little bit…”>

“You heard me” she spoke, arms folding across her chest as she fought to look serious. Deep down though she was highly amused at her wife’s reaction, biting down hard on the inside of her cheek to keep herself from laughing.

“No I don’t speak to my labouring mothers like this. I speak to my stupida wife though! Why were you even on the roof?!” She continued to rant before an eyebrow raised. “It may as well have been your hand because you are now on a sex ban!”