Formula Racing Imagines And Preferences

🎶Daniel Ricciardo - Wagon Wheel

A/N: I really just want more for the Renault boys you get me? So yeah another idea but for Daniel this time. There's also an alternative in this too bc I have two ideas and I like them both. I guess comment which one you like better? Idk how to do this. Just enjoy these xx

I plopped down in my studio chair. This is why I got a studio in my house, so when I came back from tour and when I was just too tired to go into my actual studio, I could just stay here and do stuff on my laptop instead. I open up my laptop to start working on some music when I realised my microphone was out of place. It was far too high up for how I usually had it and then it hit me. "Fucking Dan." I mutter. I readjust the microphone for my size and then open up the music files on my laptop to see what he recorded. As I expected, he recorded something so why not open it and listen? "Heading down south to the land of the pines, I'm thumbing my way into North Carolina, staring up the road and praying to god I see headlights-" I hear his country singer voice sing. I should have known he'd record this song. He did a good job mixing it too. I walk to the door and call out for Dan to come in. "Hey Dan? Could you come here? I need an opinion on something!" I called. "Yeah, be down now!" I sit back down in my chair and wait for him to come in. "What's up?" He asked. I unplug the headphones and let his cover of the song play out on the speakers. We both laugh at his voice cracks here and there. "I honestly didn't think you'd find that."

"That's not why I called you here babe. Do you wanna record it properly? I'll mix it and everything for you if you want." His eyes lit up. "Wait really?" He asked in disbelief. "Yeah, come on!" I pleaded. "Ah fuck it, sure. Where do we start?" I clap my hands giddily. "Okay, I need to play the guitar first and just get the melody right so you can just get me a cup of tea while you wait to sing." He chuckles. "Yeah sure. I'll be back in a minute then." He says before getting up and disappeared into the hall. I pick up my guitar and strum the melody first off to get an idea on how to play it before I add the riffs. It didn't take long, I had to strum the melody a few times and repeat it multiple times on the file so that was simple enough.

Dan returned with two cups of tea and a pocket full of sweets and biscuits. "Ah, ah, ah. No sweets or biscuits! It'll ruin your voice!" He groaned shoving the sweets back into his pocket. "Fine. I'm also dieting but that's not important." You play the melody and mix everything together. "Wow, that was quick." He said surprised the meldoy was finished already. "That's what she said." Daniel let's out a laugh. "What was that?!" I don't know how the hell we were going to get this finished, I really didn't. After the laughing settled down, it was time for him to sing. "Alright, in your go." I sya directing him towards the booth. He took a sip of water and did some vocal warm-ups. "This is what you do right? The s it nging warm up thing you do?" I nod through the booth before shouting (bc jesus those booths, you can only hear shit through the mic) "You ready?" He sticks his thumbs up. "Alright, you're gonna hear the music playing-" "Wait! Instagram needs to see this! The creative process is it? Yeah, they need to see it." I roll my eyes playfully picking up his phone and hitting record on his camera. "As I was saying, you're gonna hear wagon wheel playing and you're also gonna hear yourself, alright?"

I press play on the song and he jumps at the sound making both of us once again erupt into laughter. "Wait- fuck- shit. Babe, that's so loud!" I roll of the chair laughing while Dan is buckled on the floor. "Dan! I told you! It's loud!" I manage to say through the laughing. "I know but I didn't know it would be that loud!" He protests. "From the top!" He shouts in an overly posh accent, making the laughing even worse. "You're way too tired to be here babe." He chuckled as he watched me practically in tears from laughing. "I am but the song, let's record. Okay, I'm fine. As you said, from the top!" He wiped the tears from his eyes and cleared his throat. Other than the random outbursts of laughing, recording went by pretty smoothly. I mixed everything, added backing vocals, the whole shabang. Dan sat in my spinney chair listening to the song. "Babe! Those notes though!" He covered his face from the embarrassment. "Babe! That high note! Oh my fucking god! You killed it!" His face grew redder by the second. "I'm already pregnant and you're just singing what the fuck?"

"I'm not that good! Jeepers." The song ended so I clapped. "Wooh! Dan's first song! You did so good! Really gave me a run for my money." I sigh. "I think we need to record a video like, an off brand video of the original." He suggests. "I've got a better idea. How about just videos of us being fucking idiots for three minutes?" He smiles. "That could work. So are we gonna go record it now?" He asked enthusiastically. "Can we just cuddle first? I'm way too tired. I'm jet lagged, you should be jet lagged, cuddles seem really good right now." I yawn. "Okay, cuddles it is. Piggyback?" He asked. I nod my head before climbing onto his back for him to carry me up. "Right and landing in three, two, one." He plops down onto the couch on top of me squealing. "Dan! I'm dying! Get off oh my god! I help you record a bloody song and this is the thanks i get. The audacity." He laughs yet again. This is how most of our time together was spent, cooped up cuddling and falling asleep before waking up and going out to do something. "No, you're reward is a kiss, a cuddle and an 'I love you'." A lazy smile rests on my face. "How did I get so lucky?" I ask him. "You got Red Bull passes to Baku in 2018, shit race but that's how we met. Then we met again for the Monaco Grand Prix because you were recording a music video or something. I was driving you around and I won that race. We went on our first date that night." I remember the memories fondly. Wow. In just tow years we had been through a worldwind of emotions together. "Mmh. Did you ever think when you saw me in Baku that you'd be going out with me?" He thought about his answer. "I knew I liked you for sure and I thought if I had gotten to know you a bit better then obviously but if you had told me two years before that when I saw you in the front cover of a magazine that I'd be dating that girl on the cover, I'd...I don't think I'd believe anyone. I would have wondered the same thing as you; How did I get so lucky?"

"I love you."
"I love you too."
"I love you more."
"Doubt it."