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daddy-daughter dance-- d.ricciardo
pairing: daniel ricciardo x reader
word count: 770
a/n: just like. who else would I write this about yk?
He’s been talking about it for ages, dreaming about it since you found out you were having a girl. They still do those, right? He’s asked, said his sister went to one every year when she was young.
They do, still do it, you learned when she was five, and a newsletter came home with her from school advertising it. Baby, look at this, you told him, tapped on the headline in the corner of the page. Father-daughter dance.
It was a Saturday, and he’d made a whole day out of it. Woke up early, earlier than usual, and made her favorite breakfast, served it to her in bed, woke her up with a soft kiss on the forehead, moving her sweaty hair from her face.
After breakfast, they go to the spa–get pedicures. Daniel sends you lots of pictures, even more videos of her giggling uncontrollably in the big chair. After much contemplation, she chooses rainbow nails, with rainbow sparkles. A classy decision, Daniel tells her from behind the camera in the video he sent, very smart.
When they get home she gifts you with two sets of foam toe separators, says they’re for the next time the two of you have a girls night. You thank her, put them in the bin that all of your nail polish is in, and then you start on her hair.
She has his curls, long and thick and wild and unruly. They’ve never been easy to tame. You wet them down, soak them with a spray bottle and slowly work through the tangles. “Are you excited to go to the dance with daddy?” You asked her, tugged on her hair and apologized.
“I’m so excited!” She told you, mirrored your actions on the Barbie doll in her lap. “Me’s and Daddy will has so much fun.”
“You and Daddy will have so much fun.” You nod, re-align the part of her hair. “Daddy is sooo excited, too.”
“Really?” She says, shoots her eyes up to meet your in the mirror.
You smile at her smile, at the crooked baby teeth and apple cheeks. “Oh, yeah.” You tell her, nod, reach for the curl cream. “The only thing he loves more than dancing is you.”
“You think?” She says, the th- sound horribly enunciated, dull and lispy and adorable.
“I know.”
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Daniel’s in your bedroom, receiving updates from you, in your daughter’s room, via text. She’s wearing purple. You told him three outfit changes ago. Blue. I think we’ve settled on blue. She had not, in fact, settled on the blue dress. Yellow. Yellow, for sure. You finally said, after she looked into the mirror and said she looked like her favorite princess.
You couldn't’ remember if he had a yellow tie–he has to, you think, you hope, because he is dead-set on matching her and there’s no way you’re going to make her pick a different outfit, no way your sanity can last another trip through her closet.
She asks if you can put makeup on her, and you can’t imagine Daniel’s reaction to that–his little girl in makeup. You put the tiniest amound of blush on, a dollop of sparkly lipgloss, and run a dry spooly brush through her eyebrows and eyelashes. “Fabuolous!” She declares, spinning around in her dress and her dress-up disney-princess heels.
She’s waiting on the couch, patiently playing with the tule on the skirt of her dress, picking at the sequins and the sparkles. She’s taken one of your purses hostage, a tiny white baguette bag slung over her shoulder. She put your lipgloss in it–just in case, Mom, she told you. Your lipgloss, and an old phone, sceen cracked and practically unusable, one she uses when her imagination is feeling extravagant.
Daniel walks through the door with a bouquet of yellow and white flowers in his hand, and two plasti boxes–a white corsage and a matching boutonniere. You pin it on him, and he double wraps the elastic band of the corsage around her wrist so it doesn’t fall off, tells her she looks so lovely, beautiful like always.
You take a million pictures of them on the front porch before they go, so many they’re both begging to go. We can’t be late, Mom, your daughter told you, huffed and crossed her arms. “Yeah, Mom.” Daniel teases, “We can’t be late.”
“Okay, okay.” You say, snap a couple more pictures, kiss them both goodbye. You watch on from the porch, hand over your heart, smile on your face while he helps her into the car like it’s a chariot, a horse-drawn carriage for a queen.
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INSTAMAGINE DANIEL RICCIARDO DATING AN ELITE RUNNER Pt.4
Daniel Ricciardo x Reader
Daniel Ricciardo x Runner Reader
F1
F1: WE OFFICIALLY REACH THE SUMMER BREAK WITH DANIEL RICCIARDO LEADING THE WDC, have a fun break kiddos😉
📍: summer
🏷️: F1
❤️: danielricciardo, youruser, carlossainz55 and 9,385,106 others
💬:
carlossainz55: just going to mention that he was watching @/youruser dancing to the national anthem in the second pic😇😇
-> youruser: carlossainz55 don’t tell me that the Dutch national anthem isn’t a complete bop
danielricciardo: hell yeah I am🤘🤘
-> youruser: danielricciardo proud of you🩷🩷
-> danielricciardo: youruser I’m so in love with you.
F1fan: can’t get over danny x yn
-> user1: F1fan parents🤧🤧
daniel ricciardo answers your burning question about the Charles situation with girlfriend yn ln•
youruser
youruser: last day of school for the summer holidays, someone’s a happy boy xx 😁❤️
📍: RedBull Hospitality Lounge
🏷️: danielricciardo, redbullracing
❤️: danielricciardo, charles_leclerc, F1 and 4,925,027 others
💬:
danielricciardo: it’s been incredible having you at my races finally❤️ but now it’s your turn… no rest for the wicked honey😉
-> youruser: danielricciardo Berlin Half???🤭
-> ynrunner: youruser my home city!!😆🫨
-> youruser: ynrunner see you there!
redbullracing: babe come look yn and danny have posted about each other again
-> youruser: redbullracing this is meant to be a professional page but it’s more like a Danny Ric appreciation page now
-> dannyricappreciation: youruser want my password?
F1wags: the cutest
-> danielricciardo: F1wags she’s adorable Ik
danielricciardo
danielricciardo: usually hate this time of year and get bored but I’ve got something to do this time around🤭
📍: celebrating
🏷️: youruser, F1
❤️: youruser, f1fan, redbullracing and 3,925,029 others
💬:
f1fans: pg 13 pls dan
-> danielricciardo: f1fans 18+ here 😈🖤
youruser: danny the waggy time
-> danielricciardo: youruser my fav🤤🤤
pierregasly: you two coming for drinks before you go?
-> youruser: @/danielricciardo 👀
-> danielricciardo: @/youruser 👀
redbullracing: we miss yn
-> danielricciardo: redbullracing me too
-> youruser: danielricciardo I’m sat next to you darling
-> danielricciardo: youruser not close enough😤
OUTOFPADDOCK
OUTOFPADDOCK: YN’s TURN TO STRIKE BACK - LECLERC SQUARES UP TO RICCIARDO BUT IS QUICKLY SHOT DOWN BY A STRONG SLAP TO THE FACE… literally.
📍: Bón Night Club
🏷️: youruser, danielricciardo, charles_leclerc
❤️: youruser, danielricciardo, and 486,105 others
💬:
f1wag: she’s so real for this
youruser: don’t touch me or my man🙂
-> danielricciardo: youruser 🙂💍👰♀️🤵🏻♂️
maxverstappen1: can confirm - still a mark
user1: all that ‘training’ from charles and all yn needs is a motive 🥱
-> user2: user1 oh to be slapped by Mrs Ricciardo
youruser
youruser: anyways… Berlin HM time!! 🥳
📍: Berlin
🏷️: berlinmarathon, danielricciardo
❤️: danielricciardo, berlinmarathon, nnrunningteam and 4,927,026 others
💬:
user1: daniel is ready to photograph😭📸
danielricciardo: waiting for you 21km down the road!! 😘😘
-> maxverstappen1: danielricciardo whipped
-> danielricciardo: maxverstappen1 so whipped in in a neck brace
nnrunningteam: WE GO AGAIN‼️‼️
berlinmarathon: banner is waiting for you to cross the line!🩵
-> runningposts: berlinmarathon already know she’s going to win😭
ynrunner
ynrunner: DANIEL RICCIARDO AT FINISH LINE WAITING FOR YN😭😭
📍: Berlin Marathon
🏷️: danielricciardo, youruser
❤️: danielricciardo, youruser, f1fan and 593,027 others
💬:
danielricciardo: I’m being watched 👀👀
-> ynrunner: danielricciardo 🫣😳
f1fan: we love dan the man wag 😭
-> user1: f1fan 👆
maxverstappen1: bros wrapped up in a blanket while his girl is in a bra and shorts
-> danielricciardo: maxverstappen1 I’ll have you know it’s cold here.
-> michaelitaliano: danielricciardo you not racing it?? 🤔🤨
-> danielricciardo: michaelitaliano haha.
berlinmarathon
berlinmarathon: RUNNING LEGEND YN LN CROSSES THE FINISH LINE OF THE BERLIN HALF MARATHON IN A STAGGERING 1:04:28, BEATING THE FAVOURITED EILISH MCCOLGAN IN 2ND
📍: Berlin Marathon Finish Line
🏷️: youruser
❤️: youruser, nnrunningteam, ynrunner and 1,295,017 others
💬:
f1fan: F1?????????
-> berlinreports: f1fan Female group 1, although very convenient when you’re dating Daniel Ricciardo😅
ynrunner: saw her finish, was speechless🥲 could hear Daniel cheering her the last 600m
-> user1: ynrunner aww🥹
nnrunningteam: 🙏🙏
-> berlinmarathon: nnrunningteam🥇🥇
youruser: loved every second😭❤️❤️
-> danielricciardo: youruser … I wonder why👀👀
danielricciardo: I’m so in love with her.
youruser
youruser: Berlin 1:04:28🥇Ricciardo 3:08:2023💍
📍: Berlin Marathon Finish Line
🏷️: berlinmarathon, danielricciardo
❤️: berlinmarathon, danielricciardo, redbullracing and 23,915,106 others
💬:
danielricciardo: yn ricciardo 1:04:28❤️
maxverstappen1: congratulations!!
-> youruser: maxverstappen1 love you max😘
-> maxverstappen1: youruser yn you’re an engaged woman we can’t continue our affair
-> youruser: maxverstappen1 shhhh🙄🤫
-> user1: youruser I love the max x yn banter
-> danielricciardo: user1 I don’t🙂
-> user1: danielricciardo BAHAHA
f1wags: f1 Wag😍😍
ynrunner: I saw the proposal dan gave her the medal and had a mic and yn started crying and omg my heart🥹❤️
-> youruser: ynrunner best moment of my life
emmajanelbates: congrats my love😭❤️
danielricciardo
danielricciardo: Mrs Ricciardo from the start and nothing else❤️💍
📍: Berlin Marathon Finish Line
🏷️: youruser, berlinmarathon
❤️: youruser, redbullracing, f1 and 24,105,827 others
💬:
youruser: always yours, honey❤️
-> danielricciardo: youruser mine all mine❤️
carlossainz55: congrats!!❤️🌶️
-> youruser: carlossainz55 Gracias, chilli!! 😘🌶️
englishathletics: tell yn she needs to change her name on her elite affiliation form👀❤️
-> youruser: englishathletics yn ricciardo ready to race‼️🫡
danielricciardo: Mrs Ricciardo cumming December 2023
-> maxverstappen1: danielricciardo 🤨🤨🤨🤨
-> user1: danielricciardo misspelling there mate?
-> danielricciardo: user1 … no
maxverstappen1: we’re not going to talk about how you’ve had that ring since the second date?
-> youruser: maxverstappen1 what😶
-> danielricciardo: youruser it came in handy🤷🏻♂️
pt 5??? I feel like I have so much more to give this plot line I can’t end it here😭😭•
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I LOVE THIS CHEEKY SIDE OF DANIEL SO MUCH😂🫶
Love this Ad, it's a good one😂
📷 Instagram: danielricciardo
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I love them so much 🫶
#f1#formula one#formula1#george russell#gr63#mercedes#danorge#daniel ricciardo#dr3#dannyric#alpha tauri#red bull racing
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Max, Checo and Daniel drive RC cars || RBR
Do not repost.
#max verstappen#sergio perez#daniel ricciardo#redbull racing#f1#f1blr#formula 1#dannyric#checo#rbr#mine#f1 gifs#oracle red bull racing#redbull#red bull daniel#red bull max#red bull checo
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girl dinner.
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could you do one for daniel where u have albinism and he like takes care of u eg like carrys an umbrella when its too hot
love your writing
Under My Umbrella- Daniel Ricciardo ✨
This one also got hidden in my inbox, so I'm really sorry for the wait but this is such a cute idea! Thank you so much for requesting and for the lovely message... means so much to me 💜
Growing up with albinism was a lot tougher than people thought. It's often something people look at and think 'wow that's so cool to have but they don't understand the symptoms the look comes with. From visual problems to light sensitivity, there was always something to make you feel insecure... That was until you met Danny.
Daniel was always there to remind you how perfect you were, and in the short amount of time you have been dating he has helped you embrace your condition, no longer feeling the need to be insecure about it as he showers you with confident boosts. However the one thing that melts your heart more than anything is how caring he is...
"Damn it!" Daniel groans, freezing into place, causing a little traffic jam in the paddock. "What's up now?" You giggle, keeping a hold of his hand as his head falls back in frustration "I forgot the umbrella!" You couldn't help but giggle as he continued to groan and get worked up over such a little thing "It's not even that hot today baby..." You laughed, trying to pull him forward but he wouldn't budge "I'll be fine, c'mon, your causing a queue!" Ever since you started to join him at race weekends, he always brought his umbrella... just in case! A lot of people would question it, wondering why he always has the object in his hand or why he carries around 3 pairs of sunglasses constantly, but he'd shush them off- knowing that you wouldn't like too much attention.
"But what if it gets hotter throughout the day" He worried, taking a cautious step forward "I don't want you getting sick, and if I'm driving-" Cutting off you place your lips on his, giggling softly on them as his hand places naturally on the small on your back "I. will. be. fine." you smile, pecking his lips after every word "Stop worrying if I need an umbrella later I'm sure there will be one hanging around somewhere. But for now, let's get you in that garage before Zac kills you!"
Daniel placed his hand on your cheek, staring in your light blue eyes for a second before shaking his head. "Nah can't do it..." He quickly said, accent thick as he took your hand back in his dragging you over to the corner where there was a bit of shade "What are you doing now?" this time it was your turn to groan as he placed the back of his hand on your forehead. "I'm going to get us an umbrella, while your going to stay here under this tree looking as pretty as ever.."
"Danny-" You tried to protest, but it was too late. Kissing your cheek quickly and muttering a low 'be right back' he dashed back through the paddock, leaving your heart to burst with love.
Ten minutes passed by and there was still no sign of your boyfriend coming back! You complimented whether to go look for him but you knew you'd only make things worst, so you stayed where we're hoping that he would come back from his hiding place soon! & you didn't have to wait much longer as you heard an Australian accent in the distant.
"When the sun shines, we'll shine together, Told you I'll be here forever, Said I'll always be your friend, Took an oath, I'ma stick it out 'til the end" Turning your head to where the voice was coming from, you couldn't help but laugh as you saw him walking like a model, back through the paddock, giving you a little cheeky wave before popping the umbrella up.
"Now that it's raining more than ever, Know that we'll still have each other" Taking your hand back in he kissed your cheek gently, your giggles causing a lot of visitors to stare, but you didn't care! Not when you had this goof in front of you!
You screeched as he pulled you under the umbrella, almost knocking you over "You can stand under my umbrella... You can stand under my umbrella, Ella, Ella, eh, eh"
Tears were rolling down your face at this point, as you stood squished up underneath the Red bull umbrella... you wanted to question why he had his old team's brolly instead of McLaren's but right now that story can wait. Leaning up on your tiptoes, you peck his lips softly mumbling a soft 'thank you' before continuing to walk to the garage, hoping that they wouldn't mind your late arrival!
"Your crazy y'know?" You giggle as he swung your arms together "Amazing... don't get me wrong, your amazing. But you're also an idiot..."
"An idiot in love.." He sang, pecking your cheek "You wouldn't swap me for the world baby, no matter how crazy I am!" And he was right... you wouldn't!
#daniel ricciardo#formula 1#f1 imagine#daniel ricciardo imagine#f1 fanfic#dannyric#f1 blurb#formula 1 imagine#formula 1 blurb#daniel ricciardo blurb
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Me every time I remember that Seb and Danny are leaving soon
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The Younger Years
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I didn’t have to pay any duties on my Ric Rodeo tee, truly have never been happier 💗
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Texas baby ❤️// heart break with that race but the season will be over soon, you will come back stronger Daniel. Ik you will
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we’ll miss you danny
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To think that the video where Oscar said "no, I'll keep you happy" took place in Austin, the same Austin where we got the "Finish The Lyrics" video and we got the reverse striptease of Lando with that hat where Oscar couldn't tear his eyes away from Lando. Plus the Jack Daniells ad was filmed that weekend.
I guess I can call Austin the Landoscar capital.
oh my god anon
Lando was ovulating in Austin, TX???
#inchreplies#TY FOR PUTTING ALL THIS TOGETHER#I had no idea ??#landoscar capital being in texas is such a slap in dannyric's face I have to go read house edge again#landoscar lore#mclaren challenges#austin gp 2023
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what happened to being friends?
WARNING: violence against reader, she kinda gets the shit beaten out of her. sorry.
a/n: sorry. this is a little longer than i thought it would be. i wrote this as a part of something else but thought this would be a good little imagine
Walking into Max’s, y/n had no idea what to expect when he said he wanted to talk. She wasn’t sure if something had happened between Heidi and Max and she wanted to be there for her friend, but she couldn’t lie that she felt nervous.
Even though y/n and Max had been friends for years, they had never spent very much time together alone. Heidi was always here, or Daniel and his group. She looked around the living room, trying to spot any sign of Max. Not having any luck, she moved on to the kitchen.
“Max?” She called out as she walked into the kitchen. Not hearing any kind of response, she turned down the hallway she knew led to the bathroom and his bedroom. She was starting to go from nervous to terrified, worried that something had happened to Max in the last twenty minutes. She faintly knocked on the door to his bedroom, pressing her ear to the door in hopes of hearing any sounds of life behind it. When she didn’t hear anything, she knocked again, a little louder while calling out, “Max? Are you here? Are you hurt?”
When she didn’t hear anything, she tested to see if the door was unlocked, silently panicking if she needed to call emergency services or Heidi. Should she call Lando? She wondered if he would even come and help her. He hadn’t been answering her texts or calls the last couple of days. The door opened with a creak as she stepped inside, relieved to see that Max was sitting on the bed, eyes already locked on hers.
“Oh, my God! Max! You can’t scare me like that? Why weren’t you answering when I called your name? I was so worried. I thought I needed to call 911! What is wrong with you?”
The only thing that seemed to move were his eyes as she stalked closer to his bed. When she got about a foot away, she was startled as he jumped up, hands out and grabbed her by her shoulders, pushing her back. She screamed out of fear. She had no idea what was going on and why he wasn’t responding to her at all.
He had pushed her back against the wall, closing the bedroom door in the process. She was terrified and she was right to be so. With her back against the wall, his hands had started to move towards her neck. Terror flashed across her eyes while Max’s remained blank. She had no idea what was happening and wished she could now get to her phone that had dropped on the floor to call someone. Anyone. Squeezing fingers blocked any air from entering her lungs as she started to push against his chest, hit his face. Anything to elicit some response from the man who was supposed to be her friend. Someone she was supposed to trust.
Nothing seemed to be happening, so she started to kick her legs out. Finally, she had managed to kick him in the balls. That pulled him away from her long enough to open the door and start running back towards the front door. Before she had gotten to the end of the hallway, Max had caught up with her. Arms wrapped around her body as she fell to the floor. She cried out in pain as she landed, pinned beneath Max’s heavy figure. He had rolled her to her back, arm cranked back, and before she knew it, pain spread across her cheek as he landed a blow. She didn’t have time to cry out before another came down, and another, and another.
Crying and trying to free herself from his ruthless grasp, she looked around to see if there was anything she could use to defend herself. She managed to spot a glass bowl sitting on a table within reach. Grasping it firmly, she brought it down with a crash against his head. It seemed to knock him out, or at least debilitate him long enough for her to run back into his bedroom and shut the door. She locked it as more tears slid down her cheeks, stinging the fresh bruises. She slid down onto the floor, silently crying, trying to figure out what the hell had happened in the last 5 minutes. Pounding on the other side of the door tore a shriek from her lips, sliding backwards away from the door so close to breaking. Max still hadn’t said a word, and she didn’t even care as she found her phone. Dialing 911, she found herself hiding beneath his clothes in his closet, trying to get as far away from him as possible.
“Hello, 911. What is your emergency?”
She was too stunned to speak, not quite knowing how to handle the situation.
“Hello? Are you there?”
Raspily, she answered. “Hi, yes. I need help. My friend’s brother just attacked me. I don't know why.”
“Okay, what is the address of his house?”
Once she gave the address, the operator spoke again. “Miss, there are officers 3 minutes from the house. Do you need me to stay on the line with you?”
She just wanted to get out of here. She wanted to find Lando. She just wanted to go home.
“Miss?”
“No, it's fine. I’m hiding and I haven’t heard him in a minute. I think I’ll be fine.”
“Okay miss. Officers should be pulling up shortly. When they do you need to make your presence known so they know where you are.”
“I will. Thank you.”
When she hung up, she tried calling Lando, wanting his comfort more than anything right now. But he didn’t answer. She tried calling him again. And still no answer but she decided to leave a voicemail to see if he would at least care about what was happening. Crying even harder that the one person she wanted was ignoring her, she neglected to hear that the officers were finally in the home. She finally heard the shouting coming from the living room. Stepping out of her hiding spot, she hesitantly walked towards the bedroom door, opening it in time to see the officers tackling Max to the floor. One officer looked up to see her standing there. She walked towards y/n, hands held high to show she wasn’t a threat.
“Ma’am, are you okay? Were you the one that called? Do you need help?”
Y/n was half hiding behind the door, still scared out of her mind, but slowly started to shake her head yes, her tears falling more rapidly. The officer walked closer, reaching the bedroom door, finally able to see the condition that y/n was in.
“It’s okay. I’m here to help. He’s not going to hurt you again. You’re safe.” The officer wrapped her arms around Y/n, hating the way she was flinching. “It’s okay. You’re safe. He’s leaving. You’re safe now.” Y/n looked up to see the other officers dragging a confused looking Max out the front door.
“Why don’t you let the paramedics take a look at you. Just to make sure your neck is going to be okay, okay? I will be with you every step of the way.” She slowly nodded her head, too afraid to trust her voice.
Y/n let the officer walk her outside, just in time to see Max being put into the back of a car. She sat silently in the back of the ambulance as the medics checked her out to ensure that she didn’t need to go to the hospital. When she was done, she tried calling Lando one more time, hoping that he would finally pick up. She needed someone, not wanting to call Heidi just yet. She hung her head in sorrow as his voicemail played for what seemed like the hundredth time in the last hour. A part of her was worried that he was hurt, that that was why he wasn’t answering his phone. Or maybe he was done with her. Maybe he finally realized how clingy and annoying she was and wanted nothing to do with her anymore. She was praying that wasn’t what was happening. She couldn’t handle someone else betraying her today.
“Ma’am, would you mind walking me through what happened?” The officer seemed hesitant to ask due to Y/n’s quiet behavior since they came face to face. Y/n nodded her head, then began to recant the horrific events that took place 30 minutes ago. The officer didn’t rush her and let her take a break when it was getting too hard.
Once she was free to leave, she got in her car and drove straight to Lando’s. She wanted to know why the one person she could rely on suddenly went silent. If only she could prepare herself for what was about to happen.
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Y/n was done. She tried to call him again, but he never responded. Not once. If he wanted to be friends, he needed to understand that this was not something you do. You don’t ignore someone who is helping you, someone who needs you.
As y/n got to his apartment, seething with rage, she didn’t bother knocking. It wasn’t like she hadn’t spent most of the last 3 months sitting in this apartment with him. She just wanted to figure out why he seemed to disappear.
“Lando!” She yelled, voice still scratchy, as she searched through each room. “Lando! What the hell? Where are you?”
Walking towards his room, she got nervous. What if he wasn’t home? What if he’s hurt somewhere and Daniel doesn’t know? What if he isn’t alone? Turning the handle, she was wracked with nerves but was relieved when she saw Lando sitting at the end of his bed. Thankfully alone.
“As relieved as I am to see you, you have to learn to answer your phone! I was so worried about you.” Y/n noticed he hadn’t moved while she was talking. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? What happened?” she knelt down between his knees, trying to see where his head was at.
“Hey. Talk to me. What’s going on?” She touched a hand to his face in an attempt to look him in the eyes. As she rested her hand, it seemed to pull him out of his trance.
Lando quickly stood from the bed, knocking y/n back in the process. “What are you doing here?”
In shock and confusion, y/n rose from the floor. “I needed to talk to you. Something happened, but you weren’t answering your phone. I didn’t know what to do, so I came over to make sure you were okay.”
Even though he was looking right at her, he didn’t seem to notice the split lip, the black eye, the bruising around her throat, or the tear tracks running down her cheeks. “I didn’t ask you to come, and I don’t want you here!” He stepped closer, so they were face to face. “You’re not my girlfriend. What do you want me to do?” He turned away.
“I want you to tell me what’s wrong, open up to me! You’ve forced me to open up to you without giving anything in return. I want you to trust me.” It had killed her to think he didn’t feel like they were as close as they were. Yes, this started out as an arrangement, but it had turned into so much more. At least, to her it did. What she didn’t know was that he was starting to feel the same way, but because of the example set by his father, he was so afraid of becoming the same. He would do whatever he needed to shove his feelings down far enough that they would never surface. He was afraid of the pain they may bring.
With her heart cracking, he turned back, ready to spew more venom. “What the hell do you want me to do? It’s not like we’re together. It’s not like we would ever be together!” His words stilled her, stealing all the breath from her lungs, and shattering what was left of her heart into a million pieces. Y/n’s eyes rimmed again with tears as realization flew across his face and his whole body sagged.
The first tear dropped onto her bruised cheek, and she could feel every broken piece of her heart at that moment. “Right,” she murmured, head dropping to the floor.
“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-”
“Yes, you did,” she said solemnly. “It’s my fault. You told me at the start. You’re not someone I want as my friend. I just didn’t believe you until now. I thought things had changed.”
As he stood there, he could see her resolve start to disappear and the numbness take its place. It was also then that he finally took note of her appearance. Hurt added to the guilt that was overflowing inside him. It was clear that something terrible had happened, and instead of being the friend he told her he could be, he had failed her. His heart had started to splinter. She started to back away to leave before he could hurt her anymore. All she wanted to do was hide. Hide somewhere he couldn’t find her and never leave. He tried to step towards her, but she held up her hand. He instantly stilled.
“Please. Please don’t. Just let me leave.”
He stepped back, nodding his head. He never wanted to cause her pain and didn’t want to hurt her any more than he had. He watched as she walked through the bedroom door, standing with his head hung low. He could hear her start to sob and then hear the sound of the front door closing.
“Fuck,” he said as he sat on the bed. He couldn’t believe he had hurt the girl who meant everything to him, the girl he loved. He wanted to tell her. He would give anything to tell her that he loved her. The only thing holding him back was his fear of becoming his father.
He sat there for a while, head in his hands, as he yelled at himself. How stupid could he be to hurt one of the only people who seemed to care about him these days. He walked from his bedroom to his kitchen, immediately going to the vodka bottle hiding in the back of his fridge.
Downing shot after shot, he wanted to do anything that would help numb the pain and guilt he was feeling. He wasn’t sure when, but he had moved to the living room, blankly staring at what was playing on TV while he finished the bottle.
A knock sounded on the door, catching his attention. He stumbled his way over to the door, having a hard time turning the lock in his inebriated state. Half of him was hoping it was y/n, that she had come back to him. What he wasn’t expecting was Daniel, standing there with tear tracks running down his face.
Lando was definitely not sober enough for the conversation that was about to happen.
Daniel moved his way around his friend, stopping in the center of the living room. “Did Y/n come by? She hasn’t been answering anyone’s calls.”
Lando had definitely had way too much to drink. He moved past Daniel and stumbled his way back to the couch, falling down into his previous position. “Maybe. Why do you want to know?”
Daniel seemed a little taken back. “Did she tell you what happened or were you a jackass to her as well.”
Lando rolled his eyes. “Yes, she came over. She didn’t tell me what happened, but I saw her face. Something else happened and she left suddenly. Why does any of this matter to you anyway?”
“Because Max was the one who hurt her! She hasn’t talked to me or Heidi, and the only reason I know is because I had to go to the police station because they arrested Max. He still hasn’t said a word to anyone and the officer that helped y/n once the police got there was the only one who told me anything that happened.”
Every word coming out of Daniel’s mouth was adding more and more to the guilt wracking Lando’s body. He just hoped it wasn’t too late to apologize.
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Y/n waited a few days before she went back to work, not yet wanting anyone to see her so broken. She did, however, not want to spend her time cooped up in her apartment. Not when he could find her so easily. Instead, she went to the one place she knew no one could find or, or so she thought.
Sitting in her hiding spot, in the back of the library, she was surprised to hear someone calling her name. Someone she believed never wanted to see her again.
“Y/n, I thought I might find you here.” She glanced up at him but said nothing as he sat down across from her on the floor. “I want you to know how sorry I am for what I said the other night. For how I acted. It was a stupid thing to say, and I didn’t mean it.”
As he sat down, he was able to get a good look at her face. His stomach clenched in guilt, anger, fear, he couldn’t tell. He was still so angry at himself for not realizing sooner what had happened to her. Angry that he wasn’t there to protect her like he should have been, if only he would’ve picked up his phone.
When she still didn’t say anything, he continued. “You’re clever, you’re smart, and funny, and beautiful, and kind, and weirdly good at puzzles. Anyone would be lucky to be with you.” he took a deep breath, “The truth is, I just don’t want to be a friend to you. I want to be a good one.”
Y/n tried to form a coherent sentence but all she could say was “friend?”
He nodded, “Yes, I want to be a good friend to you. We…” he trailed off, “We are friends. Aren't we?”
She looked at him closely and was surprised to see that he looked almost nervous for her response. “Yes,” she said at last. “Yes, we’re friends.”
He let out a sigh of relief at her answer but was scared of what he said next. “I listened to the voicemail. I’m so sorry that I wasn’t there to protect you. I should have been, and this is all my fault.”
He could see her closing in on herself, wanting to avoid talking about what had happened. It wasn’t until then that she realized she never told him who had done this to her. She never said Max’s name in the voicemail.
“What happened?”
She wished the floor would just open up and swallow her already. She had been trying so hard to get the events from a few days ago out of her mind only to have it all rushing back when she looked at herself in the mirror.
When she still hadn’t answered, he reached out to touch her hand, letting her know that he wasn’t going anywhere, that she could trust him to be there this time. After a few moments, she looked up at him with tears gleaming in her eyes.
Taking a deep breath, she began to tell him what had happened. With every word that left her mouth, he could feel himself getting more and more angry. With himself for being so stupid, at Max for doing this to someone so sweet, he didn’t know.
When she was finished, he hung his head in shame. “I’m so sorry sweetheart. I’m so sorry I wasn’t there when you called. I was being stupid and thought…I don’t know what I was thinking, but I promise you I will never ignore you again. I will always be there when you call.”
She didn’t realize that she had been waiting for him to say those words until they had been let out into the universe. Tears started to run down her cheeks which caused Lando to panic as he wrapped his arms around her and cradled her against his warm chest. He sat there with her while she cried for what had happened. They stayed curled up in each other on the floor for a while before she lifted her head.
“I don’t even know if Heidi knows what happened. I’ve been avoiding calling her. I-“
He could tell that she was panicking again so he took her face in his hands. “Hey, you don’t need to call her now if you don’t want to. You can take all the time you need. Why don’t you let me help you home and we can just hang out for now. How does that sound?”
She nodded her head, not trusting her voice whilst on the verge of another breakdown. Lando helped her off the floor and walked her out of the library with his arm around her shoulder.
“Why don’t you let me drive and we can come back later if you want and get your car? You aren’t in any condition to drive.” She looked at him, finally seeing the man she had wanted, hoped for. As she nodded her head once more, he looked at her, making sure she was okay as they slid into his car. She didn’t care who drove, as long as he was with her, she felt safe.
#lando norris x reader#daniel ricciardo x reader#max verstappen x reader#lando norris#daniel ricciardo#max verstappen#ln4#dr3#mv1#mv33#lando norris angst#some maxie angsty shit#dannyric being supportive#lando being a bit of a dick
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in honor of Daniel coming back, here's a few wallpapers I made! 😁
#daniel ricciardo#f1#formula 1#danny ric#dannyric wallpaper#wallpaper#red bull daniel#red bull f1#oracle red bull racing#i actually hate them both#but oh well
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Daniel Ricciardo in Belgian grand prix 2023.
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