Stone Heart { Daniel Ricciardo x reader }

Chapter 9

You were now set, in the same bedroom you had slept in the previous night and now crashing on Daniel's sofa with your laptop, a messy bun and a pair of blue light glasses. Being at Daniel and having your workplace being shut down didn't mean you didn't have a project to finish and prepare for next week to present to a board. It was part of the deal for you and Daniel if you were accepting his invitation, he wasn't all in at first, but it was important, it was your work and you turn it the other way around for him, comparing your work to his daily work out session is a part of his job.

So each time he had to work out, you would work on your own stuff. It was like when you were kids and he had to wait for you to finish your homework so you two could go and play outside. Daniel wasn't the best at school, but it wasn't the case for you and he learned it the hard way to disturbed you when you were focusing on something that was important to you. It was quite fascinating for him to see you loving books and words and most of the time you were the one making him want to work as well and do the tons of homework he had accumulated on his desk.

" I swear I can't understand this, please help me ... I feel like I will never be able to see the light of the day before forever "

You giggled, wanted to make fun of his struggle, you were sure he was having a hard time on the simple equation of the exercise and you weren't wrong when you checked what he was doing behind his shoulder. You were exasperated with this boy, and if it wasn't for the begging adorable face he was trying to make at you, you would let him swim in his mess.

It took you 2mn to solve the equation and explain it to Daniel, you were pretty sure he didn't get any of the stuff you said, but was acting great on hiding it.

" You are my savior, I love youuuu ! " He kisses your cheek hard, painting his lips on your soft skin. You were used to getting a random kiss from him and a funny love declaration like that, but why this time it felt different in your heart ?

You were smiling, lost in your thoughts, having some flashback moments, watching these random memories was nice and helped you reconnect with Daniel. During this year when he wasn't here you never had these memorable moments, as it had totally disappeared and you never lived them despite feeling a hole in you, a missing piece where you couldn't pinpoint which it was.

You barely notice Daniel entering the room, visibly done from his work out, your eyes were zoning out until his figure appeared in front of your eyes. He was sweaty, and by sweaty you meant a lot ! His shirt on his shoulder was drench, his curls drying out,sticking to his forehead, a drop of water running around his cheeks to vanish in his neck.

Time seems to stop and you couldn't help but stare at him. No clock was ticking and your work seemed to be insignificant. Daniel sat next to you on the sofa, this motherfucker knew exactly what he was doing and you weren't about to give up on his bullshit. It is his smirk that makes you come back to reality, virtually dropping down on your ass, the serotonin you had leaving your body as quick as it came during your flashback memory.

" Ew, Daniel, go take a shower, you stink like an opossum here, no offence to the opossums." You hit his sticky arm, the sound slap felt like your hand got glued for a second on his skin. Daniel snorted before standing up again.

" Alright MOM, but prepare yourself, we are leaving in 15mn. " By the look you gave him he finds your confusion amusing, but gives more detail. " No fancy, put on a short shirt, sneakers and don't forget your sunglasses and sunscreen I guess." He was already leaving the room with a wave and sending his dirty shirt on the pile of dirty clothes hanging in the corner of the room like Michael Jordan, leaving you even more confused than before.

You learn a long time ago not to ask question with Daniel Ricciardo, you could used a break honestly, since you've came back home from your place you have been on this sofa long enough for the day and your body felt like it could be print on his couch or that you will soon be eating by it and turn yourself on some leather pillow nicely decorating it.