Formula One Shots

Daniil Kvyat [100]

This one is for Kayakyvat

100. "No one needs to know."

Word count: 419

Being Daniil's press officer and Christian' Horner's daughter, you were supposed not to have feelings for him. No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn't shake him out of your head. There was something about him. He was actually a lot nicer than people thought he was and you were glad you were able to find that out. Luckily for you, your dad had not raised any suspicions yet. You weren't dating Daniil or anything, but knowing your dad, it would be better to keep this away from him as long as you possibly could. He was quite protective over you. And you also feared that he would accidentally tell someone about your crush and that the whole world would know.

You were currently telling Daniil what's the planning  for today and noticed a change in behaviour on his side, but you decided to shrug it off. It was probably nothing anyway. But after a few minutes he still wasn't his usual self, which made you raise an eyebrow at him. "Daniil?" you asked. No answer, he seemed deep in thought, "privyet (hello), Daniil!"

He snapped his head up at you using his mother tongue and smirked, "I like the way you talk Russian."

"Thanks?" you said, "what were you thinking about?" He looked at you for a few seconds and then smirked, "you. I was thinking about you."

"Me? Why were you thinking about me?" you asked confusedly.

"I was thinking about how beautiful you look in the dress you are wearing right now." You blushed as you looked down onto the dress which showed off a little bit of your cleavage, but not too much.

"Daniil... why are you saying this?"

"Because, (y/n), I realised that I am totally in love with you," he admitted all the while looking you in the eyes. Your mouth dropped at hearing his confession. "Really?" you asked, shocked. He just nodded and made his way over to you and stood right in front of you. He grabbed your hands and pulled you towards him. "Tell me you don't like me and I won't bother you again."

"But I do," you muttered, which made him sigh in relief. He leaned in to kiss you but you pushed him back by the shoulders, "what about the team? What about my dad?" you asked a little unsure of the situation.

He just shrugged it off as if it was nothing, "No one needs to know," he said before crashing his lips upon yours.