Formula 1 One-Shots (II) REQUESTS CLOSED!

Daniel Ricciardo[64]

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[64]-No, we are not getting the baby a onesie that says broken condom
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"Good morning little boy, did you have a good nap?" I ask my little son who is babbling in his crib, not crying but I heard on the baby phone that his is awake and decided to pick him up and bring him downstairs where Daniel and I are. He has slept a little bit, but just as every baby he is going to sleep some more throughout the day and the night.

"Sweet little creature." I cooed and him, nuzzling my nose again his little one, making him laugh, before he grabs my necklace. Something he always does since he figured out how to move his little fingers. Hair isn't safe either, leading me to have it always up in a bun so he can't grab it and hurt me, because babies are really strong.

"Love?" Daniel calls me and since I know he was working on his laptop in the living room I decide to just walk over, the little baby boy safely placed in my arms. I carefully walk down the stairs, not wanting to trip and potentially hurt my son. When I reach the living room I lean into the doorway and look at Daniel.

"Yes Danny?" I ask back, showing him that I am here, and he does not need to shout after me again. His eyes light up when he sees the baby in my arms, being absolutely in love with the life we created together, but he turns back his attention back to the screen, where he has some tabs open.

"What size are the onesies of the little honey badger again?" Daniel asks and refers to the baby as little honey badger, since his father is the big one. Curious I walk a bit closer to Daniel, swinging the baby softly in my arms to keep it entertained.

"Why are you asking?" Is my question, because I am not sure why Daniel needs to know the onesie size of our son right now. Usually, we grab clothes for him in the store, not wanting to order too much, because I like to check the quality directly, before buying anything that might be not as good as it seems to be.

"I want to create him one and need his size, or maybe one or two bigger, so that he can wear it longer." My heart flutters when he says these words. This is a really sweet gesture of Daniel and sometimes I wonder how I can fall in love with this man again and again. He is literally the perfect match for me, and I am glad that I found him.

"What a cute idea. Let me see what you came up with." I smile and sit down beside him, placing the baby on my legs to take a look on the screen. When my eyes read the words, Daniel has written on the onesie I shake my head immediately.

"No."

"Why not?" Daniel pouts gently, but I will not let him buy this piece of clothing for our son. I thought it would be a cute design, something that has to do with Daniel being a racing driver or his honey badger association, but not what he has created.

"We are not getting our baby a onesie that says broken condom." I say sternly and Daniel keeps pouting, not getting what he wants. "I think it is funny." Daniel tries to give me a point why we should get the baby a onesie like this. Sure, it might be a little bit funny, but making jokes about others is only appropriate when the person can protest against them.

"Maybe it is, but this pure little baby can't protect himself from you." I explain Daniel why getting this onesie is maybe not the best idea. It might be funny, but everyone is going to laugh about someone who isn't able to fight back himself against his father. Even though, I have to admit that it might be funny to let him wear it and shock some people with the truth.

"It is just the truth, he wasn't planned, but a little accident." Daniel says and he is right. We did talk about children, but both decided we can wait some more years. Then a little accident happened, the condom ripped and we where too drunk to notice it and a few weeks later we found out that there is going to be a baby with us in the future. We were and still are over the moon and couldn't be happier with our little family.

"Fine, get him one, but you will have to explain it to him if he ever sees pictures of it." I give in with a laugh, because it really might be funny to see the little one in a onesie like this. Daniel grins brightly, presses a kiss onto my cheek and orders a onesie with the "Broken Condom" lettering and he orders another one with a honey badger on it, making me shake my head lightly but I do not comment it further.

In the future Daniel will probably dress him in other shirts with writing on it, just to have a little laugh over his son. I can already see him owning a sweater with the writing "Santa doesn't exist, but that is not bad because I can't read" and several other things that will make us giggle, while he has no clue what is going on. But maybe this is a thing parents do, create cheerful situations and things you going to remember forever even though your child isn't as little as it used to be. _____

I can totally see Daniel buying something like this :D Please leave me a vote and maybe a comment (: