#felipe is okay it's a very soft pillow

[lightsoutletsgo]

hii, idk if you write for felipe drugovich since you didn't specify it in your post but if you do, can i request a fic with him and singer!reader or actress!reader where he takes him on her first race weekend? thank you in advance<3

la vie en rose pairing: felipe drugovich x singer!reader (I'm imagining the reader as a member of little mix because I love those girls but you can imagine whatever band or group you want!) warnings: cheese, fluffy fluff, bad writing word count: 2.1k ahhhh thank you so much for this request!! I loved writing it! ik I kinda strayed from the request a bit but I hope you still enjoy it <33 look how boyfriend he looks I'm- 😭

“Princesa?” Felipe softly smiled down at your dozing form from where he sat with his back up against the headboard of the bed as you whined and buried your face further into your pillow, refusing to accept that you couldn’t stay in your warm, cosy dream world any longer.  “Bebê?” You sighed as you stretched, eyes still remaining shut. You heard Felipe chuckle from next to you, “You look like a little kitten” You huffed indignantly as you felt one of Felipe’s hands gently stroke your face that lay on the pillow next to him. “Come on meu anjo… you gonna open your eyes for me?” He pressed a soft kiss to your cheek as you whined once more, “Let me see those beautiful eyes baby…” You sighed softly before cracking your eyes open, taking a minute to adjust to the bright morning sunlight filling the hotel room. You rubbed your eyes sleepily as you yawned and Felipe felt his heart clench at how cute you looked, your eyes opened fully and you couldn’t help the dopey smile that immediately stretched across your face as the first thing you looked at was your boyfriend. “There you go, there’s my pretty girl.” You felt your cheeks get warm as Felipe stared back at you, the same cheesy grin plastered across his face. 

Mornings like this were rare. It was bad enough that Felipe’s schedule was unpredictable and intense, given the chaos of the F2 season, but your schedule was just as bad. Whilst you loved your job and you knew you and your bandmates were incredibly lucky, touring the world and recording new albums and all the media responsibilities that came with that left very little time in your schedule to spend with friends, family or your boyfriend. There were times however, where the stars - and your calendars, aligned, and your tour dates matched up with the F2 season. 

This was one of those once-in-a-blue-moon weekends. Barcelona. You’d arrived the night before, exhausted, having just finished 3 shows in 2 days and then been whisked away to the airport for a flight to Spain. You’d never been more relieved to see the entrance to a hotel and after a slightly tearful (though he’d never admit it) reunion, you’d spent some time with Felipe, the adrenaline of performing and travelling keeping you awake before you couldn’t fight it anymore and you’d fallen asleep in his arms for the best sleep you’d had in a long time. Video and voice calls were great for on the road but nothing compared to him actually holding you. 

“How was the last city’s show Amor?” You gave him a soft smile once more as you nodded, “It’s been okay, we decided to change the set a little at the last few shows but it seemed to click well last night!” Felipe smiled as he stroked your arm gently. As much as he hated being apart from you, he had your job to thank for the two of you meeting. Your band had been asked to perform at a live event in London and you’d - quite literally, crashed into him backstage. He didn’t know who you were at that point. All he knew was that looking at you made him feel like he was in a fucking Disney movie. Or La La Land. Or a cheesy 90’s romcom. Complete with a shiny halo round your head and  cartoon birds singing in the background and a dramatic, moving orchestral score playing in the background. It wasn’t until he heard Clem fangirling over you in the distance that he’d been snapped back to reality and introduced himself. He thanked his lucky stars that he’d been too distracted trying to find a coffee machine that day that he’d bumped into you, even if he never got his coffee, he’d gotten your number and that was far better. From there it was a whirlwind of virtual dates on opposite sides of the world, you eating breakfast as your day started and him eating dinner as he got ready to wind down for the day as you shared your days and the latest news, it was stolen kisses in his car, Sunday pancakes at his apartment and makeshift movie nights in the recording studio during off season, it was him standing in the wings of your band’s show before you’d gone public, smiling to himself as he watched you perform love songs he knew were about him and only him. 

He was pulled from his reverie by your next sentence, “I was thinking I’d come to the race today.” He sat upright a little more and you yelped as he jolted you a little, “Sorry! Sorry!” He pulled you into his side and kissed the top of your head, “I just got a little excited for a second.” You giggled, grabbing the hand of the arm that was around you and linking your fingers together, smiling at the way his fingers interlocked with yours so perfectly, “You really mean it?” You nodded, “Mhmm! I mean, people know we’re together now and you’ve been to so many of my performances, it’s only right that I come to support you too!” Felipe smiled before he looked concerned, “Shouldn’t you rest though Princesa? Your show is tomorrow and I don’t want you getting sick or injured.” You smiled at him fondly as your hand came up to stroke his cheek, “I’ll be okay, besides, I’d only be watching it on TV if I stayed here! So why not just go and watch it live?” He laughed at your reply before gently booping your nose, “First one to the shower gets playlist privileges!” Before he was up and racing across the hotel room. You spluttered from your spot on the bed, “That’s hardly fair! I wasn’t ready!” You raced after him, “Drugovich you are such a cheat!” 

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You giggled as Felipe nervously stuttered while introducing you to some of the drivers you hadn’t met yet. These giggles only got louder as the men you were introduced to gaped like goldfish when they realised who you were. “I won’t lie to you mate, I didn’t even know you could get a girlfriend…” Marcus joked good-naturedly as Felipe rolled his eyes, “You’re just jealous.” “Bro it’s Y/N. Who wouldn’t be?” A voice behind you made you turn round. “Hi Clem,” you smiled at the Frenchman who immediately swooped in to give you a hug, “Hey! Ines told me to tell you she loved the merch you sent!” You clapped your hands excitedly, “Oh good! Yeah the tour merch this time round is definitely my favourite we’ve ever had!” “How long is the tour this time round?” Dennis asked you, “Oh it’s a long one this time, we’re almost doing a world tour…” The conversation faded into the background as Felipe stared at you proudly. You looked immaculate, sporting a cute outfit from your favourite designer brand who’d jumped at the opportunity to dress you for the weekend. The colour was the perfect tone to make your eyes and hair colour pop and the shape and cut had him almost ready to get on his knees and worship your body right there and then. “Felipe?” You gently shook his arm, sensing he’d zoned out. He blinked a few times and inhaled deeply as he realised the two of you were now stood in the paddock outside catering alone “Hmm?” “I should probably go and find a good spot to hide away now, “Why?” “Why what?” “Why hide away?” Felipe grabbed your hand, thumb soothingly tracing shapes across the back of it as you looked down at your intertwined hands for a second before looking up at him. “I don’t want to distract from you. This is your time to shine. I don’t want to take away from your hard work and results.” Felipe smiled back at you, leaning in to quickly press a kiss to the corner of your mouth, making you gasp as you heard camera shutters behind you. “You won’t distract Amor, people will just see that I have the prettiest cheerleader ever.” You rolled your eyes with a giggle, “Fine then” As you headed through the paddock, you took no notice of the cameras or paparazzi shouting your name. You weren’t here as Y/N Y/L/N from your band, instead, you were here as Y/N Y/L/N the girlfriend of Felipe. You smiled to yourself, watching your locked hands swinging gently between the two of you. You made absent-minded conversation as you walked, occasionally stopping to take pictures with fans of him and you. While you had no time for the paparazzi, you always had time for your fans.

———————— “Well you can come again!” One of the engineers yelled to you, making you giggle as you turned back to watch your boyfriend step up onto the podium. “Definitely! Please come again!” Another one pleaded making you giggle as tears welled up in your eyes and you quickly pulled out your phone to snap some pictures of Felipe, uploading one to your instagram story before shrieking and giggling as you felt champagne spray down onto you and the team below as Felipe shared the victory celebrations with everyone. 

Heading towards his personal space you couldn’t help but laugh as he came barrelling through the door, “Princesa!” His hands were cupping your face and his lips were pressed to yours immediately. You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face and the two of you took a break from kissing as your smiles got too wide. He gently nuzzled his nose against yours, relishing in the moment before kissing you once more. “We should celebrate! I heard Clem and Marcus saying-“ “No.” You pulled back to look at him. “No?” He nodded, “Your show is tomorrow and you need rest, besides, there’s nothing I’d want more than to celebrate in our hotel room. You, me, room service, Netflix and clean sheets. “But-“ “No buts! Butts are for sitting!” He said winking as he mimicked what you said whenever he tried to argue with you, you sighed, shaking your head with a smile, “I just feel bad… You should be out celebrating with your friends, your team…” He moved closer once more, holding your face as he kissed your forehead, “Don’t feel bad bebê, I want to do this. Besides, I need to get my rest if I’m gonna perform every single routine in the audience tomorrow.” Your head tipped back with a laugh, knowing he wasn’t joking about his commitment to the dance routines. “If you’re sure…” “I’m sure” 

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“Buenes noches Barcelona!” You waved to the audience with a smile as you rose up in the middle of the stage from a platform underneath for your solo section. “Are you having a good time so far?” 

You arranged yourself on the stool the stagehands had placed at the front and adjusted the mic on the stand before starting to strum your guitar softly, checking the tuning. “So this next song is actually a cover,” you waited for the screams to die down a little before continuing, “as you guys know, I have my amazing boyfriend here tonight! So this song is one I’m dedicating to him. Our relationship hasn’t always been easy but he’s always there for me and from the day we met this song is exactly how he’s made me feel. I’m so thankful and lucky to have him and I hope he feels that through this song.” Your gaze traveled to the box where Felipe sat with some friends, you couldn’t see him but you knew he was smiling at you. Beginning to strum the introduction to the song, you could see your fans getting out their phones and turning on their flashlights as they realised it was a slower song. You smiled and closed your eyes as you started singing, “Hold me close and hold me fast

The magic spell you cast

This is ‘La vie en rose’

When you kiss me, heaven sighs

And though I close my eyes

I see ‘La vie en rose’

When you press me to your heart

I'm in a world apart

A world where roses bloom

And when you speak, angels sing from above

Everyday words seem to turn into love songs

Give your heart and soul to me

And life will always be

‘La vie en rose’”

It wouldn’t be until later on when you had finished the show that you checked your phone and saw a post notification from Felipe, a picture of you on stage, eyes closed and a blissful smile on your face as you sang the song dedicated to him with the caption, “You have my heart and soul Amor” And if you also got tagged in a video by multiple people that a fan had taken of Felipe crying during your solo… Well… You were definitely saving that one to your camera roll for the wedding speech… 

#mimi.writes #felipe drugovich #f1 x reader #f2 x reader #formula one x reader #formula one fanfiction #formula 2 imagine #felipe drugovich x reader #felipe drugovich imagine #f2

[ibis-gt]

one more thing with anya and felipe for tonight. he’s used to getting up very early in the morning. she is adamantly Not A Morning Person

#art #g/t #giant tiny #perhaps i will give them their own tag #anya and felipe #this is one of my favorite tropes.... energetic tiny and sleepy giant #felipe is okay it's a very soft pillow #he just might be trapped there for a bit til she finally gets up

[joannasteez]

Hey lovely! Could I request a little something for Jax? It could be a headcanon or imagine, it’s up to you. But could it be about the reader is Angel and Ez’s little sister, and she’s in love with Jax?

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 {𝐇.𝐂}

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Jax Teller x Reyes!Reader

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: The emotional direction wasn’t specified so I kind of just went with what came to me, by the way, This is my very first request!!, so hope whoever sent it in enjoys ❤️

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Angst. Fluff. I also suck at simplifying things so this is another long head canon, apologies if that sort of thing bothers you all lol.

Credits to the gif maker @tragertrap

Taglist: @my-rosegold-soul @appropriate-writers-name @est1887 @xladymacbethx @elektriknachosss @queenbeered @sesamepancakes @superhoeva @witching-hour @noz4a2 @nutterbu @withmyteeth

If you’d like to be tagged for Mayans MC fics ONLY let me know!!

☠︎

It amazed Felipe at times, scared him even, at how similar you looked to your mother Marisol. The spitting image of her; a younger, but slightly taller, reincarnation. But you were your fathers child through and through. The toothless yet warm endearing smile, the sharp intuitiveness, placid nature, and just through the black center of your eyes, enough experience to cover a few lifetimes. It’s what the Reyes men feared the most, that uncanny familial trait that forces you to bury such soul crushing pain, to turn cold to things that warrant warmth. Your father has it, your brothers as well, Ezekiel more than Angel, and so do you.

You had it now, that calm, collected demeanor, as the guys brought in a bleeding Jax Teller through the entry doors of the lodge. He was barely conscious, eyes dim, limbs heavy, and blood staining all along his color drained skin and the aged leather of his kutte. If you were anyone else you’d be alarmed, startled by the amount of blood and frantic men, but you were you, having seen too many things that resembled such a scene to let even a shudder pass through you.

“Get the kit, we need you to sew him up but he’s lost a lot of blood.”, Bishop says briskly, filled with worry, and your feet move faster than your mind can comprehend, snatching the kit laying near by and pacing to the bedroom where they have Jax. His head elevated by pillows, Both Ezekiel and Angel hot on your tail waiting for you to give them directions.

There’s a poorly wrapped cloth that lays against the wound, and just as you peel it back you pressurize the wound with a gauze. “I need gloves”, you say.

Angel’s a bit taken back, the President of the Sons original charter is on the precipice of death and you’re talking about gloves. “We don’t have time for that”.

“Just get the fucking gloves Angel”, you clip. Tone harsher than it’s meant to be, but he takes no offense and moves quick for the gloves before coming back.

You’re cleaning Jax’s skin once there on, wiping away all the blood that pours from him. A needle in your hand, eyes steady. “This is gonna hurt”.

Jax is sweating, teeth clenched at the piercing sting of the needle. “You sure you know what you’re doing?”

Did he really just ask you that? “I guess we’ll just have to find out”, you deadpan.

“Y/N”, Ezekiel warns.

The situation isn’t funny, a man’s life is on the line but still, you want to laugh at the audacity. “What?! He’s got a bullet in his abdomen and he’s worried about if I know what I’m doing”.

There’s silence now, a heaviness that settles to suffocate the whole lodge it seems. A dread of existential proportions that looms like a phantom in the waning rusted gold of the setting sun. The stillness is calming as you work, slipping the fine needle through his paling skin with a frightening ease that forces a worried look to Ezekiel’s face, Angel’s as well. Mayhem has consumed them all, men who laugh in the face of death everyday are doubling over, overwrought with fear, and here you are, unaware of the dark silhouette that threatens to form over Jax’s body, inching over the walls, creeping slowly as they tease whispers of death through the wispy blow of the wind.

Your brothers leave after while, called out by Bishop and Chibs who are talking over possible scenarios for revenge.

“Can you stay after this......... please?” It’s barely a whisper, and it’s drawled, but you hear the need in his voice.

It compels you to say “Okay”.

When you’re finished you wipe at Jax’s skin again, fingers trembling just the slightest as your mind catches up with your body, or is it the other way around? You’re not sure, but the two have surely had a crashing reunion and now you’re exhausted at such a fast build and fall of adrenaline. You’re thinking now, at the side of the bed, of deeply buried memories because the blood reminds you, it always does. All you see is Marisol, and your vision is blurred, eyes glistening with warm tears that comfort your skin, thumb shaking as you push the wetness away. She’s so lovely in your mind, a bright silhouette framing her and she’s so beautiful, so light and gentle. The aura of her, just from a thought, it makes her presence palpable again, till you remember she isn’t really there. Because it’s just a memory. A timeless mirage of sorts that ungrounds you from reality.

You breath, looking to the clock to find that it’s been three hours already. Three hours of you looking through your memories for your mother, Marisol. It’s purposeful, must be, why the need to think of her is so strong in this moment of all moments.

It’s infuriating, that you weren’t there, you couldn’t save her, but you were here now and you saved Jax. That counts for something right? It had to.

He’s awake again, and you’re not sure how but he is. Must be the force of his will that has his eyes opening, fighting against a sleep that feels too much like forever. “You alright?”

His eyes are a near lifeless blue but still they’ve got shine to them. “I should be asking you that, you’re the one that got shot”.

“Why the tears darlin’ ?”

You’re not up for a personal deep dive, never have been really. “Don’t know what you’re talking about”.

He smiled, noticing your reserved demeanor. “They we’re probably tears for me, I saw how worried you were earlier”, he jokes sarcastically.

You roll your eyes. “Why’d you want me to stay?”

“Didn’t want to die alone, if I did”.

You shake your head, fully convinced of otherwise. “You weren’t gonna die”.

He gives a weak smile. “I know that now since we’re talking, unless this is a dream, or some purgatory shit then I’m screwed”.

You chuckle at his dazed rambling and it makes his weak smile a little stronger as it spreads. Amusement looks good on you. Pretty. “There it is”, he says. Talking about your little smile.

There’s a stretch of silence, and it’s contemplative for Jax. Flashes of the incident from moments prior running through his mind. He’d just met Galindo for the first time, shook his hand, exchanging pleasantries. They’d talked business and at the end all parties seemed happy with the results, but it made him wary. How well everything was going, something somewhere was bound to go wrong, and yeah maybe he was a bit too pessimistic in the moment but it proved him right. The Sons and The Mayans were riding back to the lodge when the Lobos attacked and he can’t remember much after that, just feeling more than alive and then a little ways from death. His father calling him and then his mother, and he almost answered. He’s glad he didn’t.

“I’m sure you know as much as I do, you see a lot of shit when you live this life. Seen more guys than I can count take a bullet, and more times than none I’ve been the one to give it to them”. He’s quiet, contemplative. On the rise of something that resembles an epiphany. “After a while they just become faceless y’know, nameless, just kill #52 on someone’s list. That’s what it felt like, I was about to be on somebody’s fucking list and that shit is scary”. He turns to you then. “And then the next thing I know I’m in here, with your pretty ass standing over me saving my life. I thought I was in heaven”.

You roll your eyes, it’s delirium from the blood loss, making him say things he doesn’t mean. “Even with a bullet wound, flattery gets you no where Teller”.

“Tell me what does”.

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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 & 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑

He’s warm under your skin, heartbeat a sweet song that pulses a quiet steady rhythm into your ears. It’s a comforting thing, soothing and mellow like the fiery cool blend of a setting summer sun.

You feel his hand, cool rings caressing the nape of your neck. “You awake baby?”

You move against him, to let him know that you are and a hand pulls gentle at your chin. “Let me see you darlin’ ”

Your body pulls up atop of his, bare chest moving along his and toward him so that you’re face to face, legs tangled together. His hands reach to caress your face, touch a gentle flame that burns to light your skin. It’s the first time you’ve seen him in the morning for weeks, the club stealing him away every moment it could, screwing around with the days you’d set aside to see each other. He grins, loving the dim set of your sleepy eyes. “Hi”.

“Hi”, you say. Tone rasped, sleepy.

There’s a glimmer in his stare, a dazzling sparkle that lives just over the grayish blue of his irises. You don’t identify it, what the warm glint means, for fear of being wrong, but somewhere inside, you know it’s love. It looks to pure to be anything else. He’s grinning again, all nostalgic like. “I was thinking just now, about that day when you patched me up. Best day of my life”.

You scoff. “You almost died”.

“But I got to meet you”.

You’re shaking your head at how lovey dovey he’s being. “Always with the flattery”.

“I’m serious, I fuckin’ love you. More than I ever thought I could”. He rolls you both over easy, his lean build on top surrounding you, fingers still caressing idly against your face and yours drawing along his tattooed back. He kisses you, patient and deep, as if to savor this moment. Staining his memory with the soft pliant flesh of your lips, the airy moan that resonates from your chest, and the lulling skim your nails give the gold of his hair. Forget the Irish and their guns, the Cartel and their H and everything that isn’t this. If he could, he’d stay with you here. Just like this. Forever.

He’s at your neck now, teasing you with tongue wet kisses and stingless nips, but something comes to mind. A wary thought that’s bugged you for a while. “When are we gonna tell my father about us. I want you to meet him”.

He looks to you, confused. “You don’t wanna tell your brothers first?”

“Ezekiel already knows. Found out the first time we met back up to see each other”. You’d thought you’d been sneaky enough that night, leaving after everyone fell asleep, but Ezekiel was always a couple steps ahead it seemed, following you out of Santo Padre a few hours to a bar where you’d met up with Jax. The conversation with him was easier than you expected, but still he was wary, and how couldn’t he be. You were his baby sister. He’d worry till his last breath. “... and I told Angel a couple of weeks ago. Couldn’t really get out of explaining how I had your rings laying around”. You couldn’t remember much of what that admission to him entailed, besides the look of disbelief he had, and then the screaming, and then eventually the forced calm of his expression when he realized that there was nothing he could do about it. It was still unbelievable to him, you weren’t that little girl anymore, no matter how much he wanted you to be.

You were grown, beyond capable of making your own decisions. But boy did it scare you having to tell Felipe.

“Whenever you want to tell him I’m ready”.

His sureness makes you smile, wide and bright, laying a kiss to his rosy lips. “I love you too Jackson”.

#mayans mc #ez reyes #angel reyes #jax teller x reader #soa #jax teller #long headcanon #joannasteez #reyes!reader #jax teller x reyes!reader

[chanandlersstuff]

Sunrise // 23

Author’s note: This one took a while, sorry for the waiting my life is a mess right now. Hope you like this one, have a great day.

Series Masterlist

Brazil GP Weekend.

Daniel was having dinner with his friends but he was half paying attention to them and half paying attention to his phone. He was waiting for her name to pop up on his screen. For like the tenth time in five minutes he unlocked his phone checking his notifications but nothing came to view.

-Okay that’s it. Are you expecting a call from the president or someone is in the hospital?- One of his friends, Felipe, said. Daniel didn’t pay attention to the words and kept his eyes on the phone.

-Lover boy, come back to the real world.- Michael said making Daniel lift his head, actions that made his friends laugh.

-Sorry. What were you saying?- Daniel smiled politely.

Felipe shook his head and Michael laughed. -When are we meeting the reason why you have your eyes glued to your phone?

-What reason?- He tried to played dumb.

-Dan, don’t even try it. I want to meet her.- Felipe said. Daniel looked defeated and nodded with his head.

-She is here for the weekend so tomorrow or Saturday for sure.- Felipe smiled pleased and the dinner went without much trouble after that. They finished eating, paid the bill and Daniel went directly to his hotel room.

When Daniel opened the door her perfume invaded his nostrils and he relaxed. His eyes scanned the room and he saw her jacket in the back of the couch, he walked to the bedroom where her suitcase was opened and noise from the shower could be heard. The light from the bathroom was peeking from under the door and her soft voice humming a song reached his ears. Very slowly he opened the door and the steam from the shower fogged the mirror, her silhouette behind the shower curtain was a sight for sore eyes but he contained himself and instead of tearing his clothes off and jumping in the shower with her, he walked to the mirror and left a little note in there for her.

Tes walked out of the shower with the towel wrapped around her body and her hair wetting the floor with every step she took. When she was about to pass her hand in the mirror to clear the fog, she stopped with her hand mid air smiling at what was there. “Damn you are hot baby” was written in the mirror, she shook her head laughing and started to put clothes on. Five minutes after she opened the door and Daniel was lying in the bed looking at his phone. Tes took his phone out of his hands, put it on the table next to him and laid down on top of him with a smile on her face. -Hii.- She pecked his lips.

-Give me a proper kiss, gorgeous, I missed you.- He hugged her closer to his body and she did. She kissed him deeply, her hands in his chest and his on her bum. -Hello.

-Hii.- She smiled again. -Really cute message the one in the bathroom.- She drew patterns on his chest.

-I was stating the obvious, nothing more.- They laughed.

-How was the dinner with the boys?- Tes arrived one hour before he had to go to have dinner with his friends, he invited her with him but she declined because she was tired from the long flight.

-Good, they want to meet you.- He took the towel off her head and let her hair fall free. -I told them that you will be at the track for the weekend so maybe you will bump into them there.- He ran his fingers through her hair carefully to not tangle his fingers with her braids.

She hummed pleased with her eyes closed. -Mmhmm.- Daniel felt how her body relaxed at what he was doing, her breath started to be calmer. She was starting to fall asleep and he let her. His hands secure on her waist, his head on top of her and her hands on his chest. Her scent invading his nostril with every breath he took. Their hearts beating in sync.

The morning came and Tes woke up with him spooning with her. Her arms hugging his arm that was on her chest and his hand below her pillow. All her body pressed against his. She could feel his breath on top of her head. She felt protected, safe, with him by her side wrapped around her body. She snuggled more to his body earning a soft pleased noise from him. She smiled, moving her head to see him at least a little bit. She scanned her eyes across his body, or what she could see of it. His bare chest, that at some point of the night he took his t-shirt off. Her neck, that she loves every day more, and his Adam apple. The short beard that adorned it and in that moment she realized the mustache that was on top of his lips. She frowned a little and suppressed a laugh. -Staring is rude, you know?- His raspy voice melted her inside.

-I’m not gonna apologize, you are pretty hot in the morning.- She kissed his Adam apple and he brought her even closer to him. Her bum is making friction with his crotch.

-Gorgeous.- He said under his breath with his eyes closed and Tes smiled mischievously.

-Goodmorning to you too.- She said when she felt him hardened with her moves. She turned around, put her arms around his neck and her leg on top of his waist. Her center closer to him. -Danny.- She said, kissing his face slowly.

-Hmm?- He had his eyes closed enjoying the feeling of her body on his and her lips on his face.

She kissed her way up to his ear, bit his ear lobe and said. -Are you going to fuck me or what?- Tes felt his breath hitch and she smiled pleased.

He rolled them on the bed and he was on top of her. His hand grabbed her thigh and came closer to her lips. -I prefer the first choice baby.- She smiled and he kissed her.

He was starting to know his way around her, what she was into and what she wasn’t. Her weaks spots and what words drive her to the edge. And she was getting to know the same about him. What positions he liked and how his body reacted to her moves. The way he loved to leave his marks on her body but on parts that only he could find later and she loved to trace his tattoos. The soft noises she made when he touched those spots that made her see stars and how he moaned when she rolled her hips in a certain way. But her favorite part was, and always will be, laughing with him. The both of them slept with other people but they were their first one who they could laughed while having sex, no matter if it was about something he said or something she said it was other kind of conection, more than flesh, more than lust. It was something they knew they couldn’t find in another person and didn’t intend to find in another person.

While Daniel was taking a shower, Tes was sitting at the bay window only wearing panties and his t-shirt, cliche but it was true. The sun entering there warmed her skin and the seaview made her morning perfect. When Daniel came out of the shower and she wasn’t in the bed he poke his head to the living room and there she was. Notebook in hand, the one he gifted her, her hair in a bun and the sun made her skin glow, or maybe it was the morning sex but either way she glowed. He smiled at the view and tried to be sneaky while taking a photo of her.

Saturday

Tes arrived at the paddock with Daniel and Michael. It wasn’t full of people because it wasn’t the race day but there were people. She took a deep breath and started walking behind them, keeping her distance between her and them but Daniel thought otherwise because when he looked over his shoulder and she wasn’t that close to him he took a couple steps back, intertwined his fingers with hers and kept walking. He gave soft squeezes to her hand and ran his thumb in her skin.

On their way to the garage they saw Kelly and Max and talked for a little. They bumped into Charles, who told her that Charlotte was going to lose her mind when he told her that he bumped into her and she wasn’t there, Piere and Yuki, Daniel introduce them to her and they talked for a while even Yuki joked that he was glad to not to be the only small one in the circle. She finally met Felipe and others friends from Daniel that were happy seeing his friend so happy.

When they arrived at the garage there were some familiar faces who smiled at her when they saw her. After singing happy birthday to Lando Daniel showed her around and explained what each of the people on his team did, he introduced her to those she didn’t meet at the MTC and even suggested she hop on in the car. -Come on, it’s going to be fun.- He said for like the third time.

-I’m in heels and skirt Dan.- Tes said. Daniel looked at Michael, who shrugged, then to her and smiled like a little boy. -Oh no, I know that face. Whatever you are thinking.- She pointed a finger at him with her eyes squinted. -Don’t.- But in a blink of an eye Daniel lifted her in the air by her elbows and put her in the car. With her ass on his seat she looked at him with her eyes wide open ready to scold him but he pecked her lips and smiled so she couldn't say anything. -Sneaky bastard.- She said under her breath and he laughed.

-What do you think?- Daniel asked, crouching down next to her.

-It’s really cool but I can’t see anything above the steering wheel plus I can’t reach the pedals and I’m pretty sure this- she pointed to the steering wheel- is in another language.- He chuckled. -But taking all that out, I said I look much cooler than you sitting here.- She smiled confidently.

Daniel raised an eyebrow. -Oh really?

-Yep.- She nodded. -If Zack sees me he would fire your ass and hire mine in a blink of an eye.- Daniel tilted his head backwards laughing and she did too.

-I don’t know if he would hire you as my replacement but let's say as a reserve driver. What do you say? We have a deal? -He stretched his hand at her and she looked at it as if she was thinking about it.

She pressed her lips in a line trying not to laugh. -Deal.- She laughed, grabbing his hand. -Now, help me get out of here.- Daniel nodded.

He stood straight, offered his hand at her and did a little dramatic bow. -M’lady.- Tes took his hand and hopped out of the car.

When she was standing by his side he kissed the back of her hand like in the old movies and she blushed a little. -What a gentleman.

-What can I say? My mum taught me right.- He said putting her hand on her chest and his arm on her back.

-Are you trying to win me over, Ricciardo?- She raised a brow.

-It working, Monroe?- He smirked.

-You don’t have to.- He frowned. -You already did.- She smiled tapping her fingers on his chest.

-Good to know.- He pecked her lips sweetly. -But I will keep doing it to keep your interest in me.- She giggled in his lips and when she was about to say something Michael interrupted them.

-Lover boy!- Daniel rolled his eyes at the nickname while Tes looked at him funny. -Qualy is about to start, come on.

-Fine!- He scrunched his nose. -You can stay here and watch the practice from here or you can go to the facility and watch it from there. It’s up to you, gorgeous.- He said playing with the tips of her hair.

-I will stay here if that’s okay with you.- She said and Daniel nodded.

-Of course. Mike and Blake are going to be here too, so if you need anything tell them.- She nodded. -Come on.- He put his arm around her shoulders and walked to where Michael was. She pecked his lips one last time and let him go to do his job.

Tes watched the qualy by Michael's side. The earmuffs on her head, her arms crossed in her chest and she was biting the inside of her cheek like her life depended on it. Her eyes glue on the TV, glue to his car. She watched how he lost positions, gained them back and lost them again. The laps passed one by one and she thanked god at every one because he was safe. Michael kept an eye on her to see how she was doing, as requested from his friend. After the 24 laps ended his car came to view and when she saw him get out of there in one piece, her heart beated normally again. When he took his helmet off, they locked eyes quickly. She gave him a smile and he winked at her. He walked to her and gave her a kiss on her forehead. After the interviews he went to the facility and she was there taking a coffee and talking on the phone, so slowly he went closer to her and wrapped his arm on her waist. She tensed at first but a second later she relaxed and threw her head at his chest.

-Yes boys. Of course. Bye, take care of Nyx. Love you all.- She hung up and looked at him from above her shoulder. -The boys say hi.- He hummed and the vibration of his chest resonated in her back.

-I have to shower, talk with the team and then we can go.- She nodded with her head, grabbed the hand that was on her waist and squeezed it a little. -Two hours tops maybe.

And as he said, two hours after that they were walking side by side to the car with Michael and Blake. The sky was dark and the weather colder and Tes was in a simple t-shirt and skirt but Daniel was prepared because from his bag he took out one of his hoodies and handed it to her. Truth was that when he saw her outfit for the day, he packed an extra hoodie because he knew that she was going to be cold when they left the track. She smiled like a little girl, pulled from his arms towards her and kissed his cheek. On the drive to the hotel they talked a little while the radio was on in the background. They arrived at the hotel, ate dinner and then they went to their rooms. Tes took a quick shower and ran to the bed to cuddle with Daniel. They talked while watching the TV until Daniel fell asleep with his head on her chest.

Sunday.

Daniel offered to let her sleep and then a driver would go to the hotel to pick her up but Tes wanted to go to the track with him and see how everything unfolded, so they arrived early to the track and had breakfast in the facility Michael with them and at some point Lando too. They spent the hours until the race started in his driver room or on the balcony of the facility joking around. He showed her the songs in his old ipod and she found it so sweet how he handled the old device and how scared he was to upload new songs afraid of breaking it. Moments before the race started he turned to full work mode and started to train and talked with the mechanics about strategies and things that Tes didn’t understand. The moment he put his headphones on she knew that she lost him until the race was over. Before leaving the garage to go to the starting grid he walked to her helmet on hand and she smiled sweetly.

On her tiptoes Tes kissed his lips. Daniel put his helmet on and Tes took steps back to let him leave but to her surprise he pulled her by her wrist to him again making her frowned. Daniel brushed her hair to the back, put his hand on her neck and made her forehead touch his helmet, looking eye to eye without saying anything. His thumb massaged her tense neck and her fingers tapped three times on his chest. They stayed like that for a couple of seconds. Tes winked at him, gave him a smile and satisfied Daniel headed to his car.

Just like the day before, Tes stayed in the garage watching the race with the rest of the people. The earmuffs on her head, her phone in her hand staying in touch with the boys and her eyes glue to his name and car. The moment the mechanics started to move the chairs for his car to come she started to panic a little. She was never in that position, ever. Yes, they talked on the phone after a bad race but not the next second he jumped out of the car it was always at the end of the day when he was more relaxed. She didn’t have an idea of what to do or not do nor say or not say, so she stayed in her place trying to not disturb anyone, trying to make herself more tiny in case his temper was the worst.

Daniel was out of his car with the helmet still on and his team was patting his back, his engineer talked to him and showed him something on the screen. Michael was near him giving him water and a toewell for his sweat. She sent a quick message to the boys saying he was fine physically when she felt a burning gaze on her, when she lifted her gaze it was his burning gaze. She swallowed hard and bit the inside of her cheek but he blinked his eyes slowly to her and walked away. She frowned and froze in her place, what the hell was that?

-He is going to answer a few questions and then he will be back.- Michal appeared by her side. She nodded. -You can go to wait for him in his driver room if you want.

She looked him in the eyes and he couldn’t read her. -What's his mood?- It was Michael's turn to frown. -Because if he is angry or worse I think I'm going to stay here and see him when he is more calm.

Michael had an idea where all that was coming from but said nothing. -Usually he is just quiet and lets his brain take him down or replay everything that happened in the race.- Tes nodded unsure. -But if you want to stay here, you can. Blake and I are going to watch what's left of the race.

Tes seemed to thinked about it and nodded. -Okay, thanks.- She smiled at him and looked at the screens again. 10 minutes later she squeezed Michael’s arm. -I think I’m going to see how he is doing.- And without waiting for an answer she walked away. She didn’t notice the smile Michael and Blake shared at her statement.

Walking to the facility Tes was nervous, while she walked there she didn’t pay attention to anyone or anything. She entered the hospitality, nodded her head to the people there, asked in the kitchen for two water bottles and something sweet. With everything in her hands she walked right to his room and maneuvered to knock on his door. He didn’t answer so she knocked one more time.

-Come back later whoever you are.- His voice sounded tired and Tes' heart broke at that.

-It’s me, Dan.- She said, hoping for him to open the door and not tell her to get lost. On the other side of the room steps were heard and the door opened. Tes met his tired eyes and smiled a little. -Can I come in?- She asked sweetly and Daniel almost melted. He nodded, moved to the side to let her in and walked back to his spot on the couch. Tes put everything on the table and turned to look at him. She looked at the space by his side and then to him, Daniel blinked slowly again and she took that as an affirmative answer. She took her heels off and walked there, she sat with her legs crossed one on top of the there and one of her feets was brushing his knee. Daniel put his hand around her leg and brushed his fingers there, that was more to calm him than her. Tes looked at what he was doing and smiled, then she took her phone out and started scrolling down without saying anything, letting him do whatever he was doing.

After who knows how much time he pulled softly from her ankle and she sat closer to him but he pulled one more time she put her legs on top of his. She moved her hand to his hair but stopped mid air not knowing if that was alright with him but he moved his head and made contact with her hand so she ran her fingers through his hair. -What did you bring when you entered?- His voice was a little raspy for not talking for a while.

-I bring water in case you are thirsty and something sweet, because when I’m a little down sweet things cheer me up a little.- She said softly, almost as a whisper. She was looking at his profile. Eyes closed, lashed caressing his cheeks. His nose. His lips, those soft lips that had a little cut there for how hard he bit it. Rose skin from the heat. And in that moment she realised he had his suit half undone until to his lap. The white t-shirt made a contrast with his skin.

-Thank you.- He still had his eyes closed.

-You don’t have to say it. If I’m honest I wasn’t sure of coming here.- She confessed.

-Why?- He was calm thanks to the movements of her fingers.

-Because I didn’t want to see you if you were angry or worse. I didn't want to witness that.- Daniel opened his eyes and moved his head to look at her in the eyes confused. He knew that look in her eyes, that afraid look, that look she had when she was telling him about her last relationship.

-You know I will never, ever, in my life, do something to make you afraid or hurt you.- He was being 100% honest. He took her hand, kissed her knuckles and put it on where his heart was. -I swear it, Tesla, that I will never be him.

Her eyes were glossy and she blinked trying to get rid of the tears forming there. -I know, I knew it the moment I met you but I panicked when I saw you hopped out of your car but then my brain started functioning properly and I ran here, to you, to see how you were doing, to be here for you.

Their hands intertwined over her legs. -I appreciate you being here. I wasn’t mad or angry, I’m just disappointed with myself.

Her head rested on her palm that was resting on the couch back. She didn’t need to ask why, she already knew. -It wasn’t your fault baby, the car was losing power from what I heard and understood. You did so much better today than yesterday and I know that if the car hadn’t had that problem you would kick the assed of those red cars.- Daniel smiled for the first time she entered the room. -Don’t torture yourself baby with what ifs, shoulds and coulds, it’s not healthy. What’s done it's done and now you have at least a day or two to relax before the next race.

He had his head facing her, looking how her lips moved, the few freckles she had on her nose and cheeks. He nodded a little lost in her, and he didn’t mind losing himself on her from time to time. -Thank you.- She was about to respond to him but he cut her to it. -Don’t say that I don’t have anything to be thankful for. Thank you for being here with me and cheering me up, gorgeous. You are the best.- She smiled and leant closer to him.

She pecked his lips. -I know, but so are you. -He laughed tilting his head to the back. She smiled satisfied with him laughing again.

-You said something about sweet treats a little while ago?- He raised an eyebrow.

-Yep.- She nodded. -Michael will never find out about it.- She whispered and he laughed again.

-Perfect.- He pecked her lips one more time.

Tes tried to stand up to go grab them but Daniel didn’t move an inch. -You have to let me move if you want them, baby.- Daniel groaned and threw his head back. -Come on big boy, it's going to be a minute tops.- She said laughing.

-Fine.- Daniel said under his breath and lifted his arms for her to move her legs. When she stood up, he slapped his ass playfully and she turned to look at him with a brow raised and he did the same. -I’m not going to apologize, gorgeous.- He said chuckling and she shook her head trying to hide her smile.

She grabbed the food and sat by his side again in the same position they were before. She handed him his and the water bottles on the floor next to them. They ate them while talking about anything else besides the race. They stayed like that until it was time to go and Daniel went to have a shower and Tes went to search for Michael to let him know he was fine.

Monday.

Tes was leaning on the balcony railing, enjoying the morning breeze while Daniel finished ordering breakfast. He hung up the phone and walked towards her when he found her laughing at her phone. He hugged her by the waist and put his chin on top of her head. -Look.- She moved her phone to his face and let him read the messages there that made him laugh too. After a couple of minutes the room service arrived and they enjoyed the beautiful view from Brazil while eating.

They were talking about what they were going to do on the day when her phone started ringing with an incoming call from an unknown number. Tes frowned but picked up.

-Hello?- She looked at Daniel and he was looking at her while eating a toast. -Oh, hello. How are you?- He relaxed because she seemed to know who the caller was. She was humming affirmative repeatedly and nodding with her head. -I’m going to ask him what he thinks about it and text you back- He raised an eyebrow. -Thank you for inviting us.- She smiled. -Sure, no problem at all. Thank you again. Bye. See you.- She hung up the phone and looked at him.

-Everything alright?- He asked.

She nodded.- Yes, it was Kelly.

-Kelly as Kelly Piquet? Max girlfriend?- Daniel frowned and she nodded. -She had your number?

-She didn’t, she asked Max for it but since he doesn’t have it either he texted you for it but you didn’t answer so he had to asked Michael for it, who had it, and that’s how she had my number now.- Tes finished explaining and took a sip of coffee.

-Okay….and what she wanted?

-She invited us to spend the day at the beach with them and a couple of their friends, I told her that I was going to ask you and then tell her.- Daniel nodded and handed her a toast. -Thank you baby.

-Your welcome. Sure, if you want to go we can go.- Daniel smiled and Tes too. She texted Kelly that they were going. They kept having breakfast when Daniel seemed to remember something. -You talked to Lando yesterday?

-A little nonspecific your question but yes I did.- She looked at him.

-After the race I mean.- She seemed to think about it.

-Ahhh yes. When you went to talk to Blake and Michael I bumped into him in the hospitality and talked to him. Why?- She sipped her coffee.

-Because he told me that he liked you, that you were good with words and that I have to invite you more often to the races.- She smiled at the sweet words. -What did you tell him?

-I saw him so frustrated with his result that it made me feel bad for him so I tried to cheer him up a little and talked to him.- Daniel nodded. -I saw a little of myself in him when I was his age, taking out the career differences and all, I know how it feels the pressure and wanting to please everyone. So I just tried to give him some words of wisdom.

Daniel smiled at her. -You are amazing.- She blushed and rolled her eyes.

-Stop saying that or I’m going to start believing it and my ego is going to fly to the moon.- She joked and he laughed.

-You are and I’m not going to stop saying it, get used to it.- He stood a little and pecked her lips.

After ending the breakfast they prepared for the day on the beach. They were driving with the roof off letting the wind mess their hair and some songs from Daniel’s playlist were sounding, sunglasses on, Tes had one hand out of the window moving at the sound of the music and the other on the nape of his neck playing with his hair. They arrived at the location Kelly sent Tes and there were a couple of cars parked there. Just like Kelly told her, she invited some of friends from them. They had a wonderful day. They played volleyball and football. Drink a couple of beers and let the sun tan their skins.

At one moment Tes was lying peacefully in the sand and Daniel took that as his cue to disturbed her. All wet and dripping water he ran to her and laid on top of her. When his cold skin, thanks to the water, made contact with her warm one, for the first time, she gasped loudly. -DANIEL!- He laughed and she tried to turn around to get him off her but she couldn't. -Move, you gigant infant.- The comment made him laugh more.

While he tried to catch his breath he got off her and if looks could kill Daniel would be dead the second he moved off her. She was trying so hard to look deathly in his eyes but she couldn't, she was biting her tongue in order to not to laugh but he was laughing so hard, and it wasn't that funny, that tears started forming in his eyes. -Dan, baby.

-Yes, gorgeous?- He said between laughs.

She smiled at him sweetly. -Run.- Her smile faded and Daniel frowned. She started running towards him and he ran in the opposite direction, still laughing. -You are going to pay Ricciardo!- She screamed

-Only if you catch me Monroe!- He moved his head to look at her and winked.

At first Daniel ran in zigzag for her to not catch him but they ended up running in circles, which was pretty funny. At some point Tes was hot in his heels and her brain told her to jump on his back and she decided to do it. The little problem wasn't that Daniel didn't catch her, he did, the problem was that he didn't keep his balance and they went straight to the sand and started rolling there.

When they finished rolling Daniel was laying on the sand and Tes was right by his side with her hair full of sand. They looked at eachother and started laughing like little kids. Tes was holding her stomach from how hard she was laughing and Daniel's laugh could be heard all the way where the other people were.

When their laughs died he sported his weight on his forearm while with one hand he brushed her hair and sand out of her face. She was looking directly into his eyes and a small smile on her face. -You are staring.

-You are extremely handsome, did I ever tell you that?- He blushed, actually blushed, at her words.

-No but I don't mind if you tell me that from now on.- He smiled and she nodded.

-Great, because you are extremely handsome.- He pecked her lips.

-You are extremely beautiful too.- She blushed like a little girl. He stood up and stretched his arms to her. -Come on.- She pouted like a little girl making him laugh. Daniel grabbed her arms and stood her up but when she was about to say something he crouched a little and tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

-DANIEELL- She said laughing.

-I had the most beautiful view from all the beach.- She could hear the fun in his voice and he smacked her ass, not too hard, and she tried to look at him over her shoulder.

-What's up with you and smacking my ass?- She said looking at how his shorts made his ass stand out with every step he took.

-I like it, don't gonna apologise for that and not gonna stop either.- She saw that coming but she had nothing to say about it, that didn't bother her at all.

-Okay, I'm not gonna apologise for this either.- Tes said and started pinching his ass with her fingers when he walked, making him laugh.

They walked like that, more like Daniel walked like that, until a few metres before where all the people were and then stopped. He put his hands on her ass, crouched a little and put her down.

-Thank you for not making me walk.- She put her arms around his neck.

-Your welcome but nothing is free, so you have to pay the taxes for my walking.- He said trying to sound serious. She frowned and he touched his lips making her roll her eyes. On her tiptoes she kissed him gently. -Perfect.

-That kind of taxes I’m willing to pay for the rest of my life.- She said and his heart skipped a bit with her statement.

The sun was already coming down and Daniel was talking to Max while Tes played with Kelly and Baby P. Their eyes glued to them.

-She is the girl version of you.- Max said and Daniel frowned.

-Hmh?- Daniel sipped his beer.

-She is funny, always smiling and you two looked like kids earlier running and playing in the sand, she likes to be around kids.- he pointed towards Tes who was playing with Baby P. -She is the girl version of you and when you meet your version on other person you are fucked mate.- Max clapped him on the shoulder and stood up.

His friend's words made the wheels on his brain turn trying to process what he meant. Daniel watched how Max walked towards the girls and started talking with Tes and playing with Baby P.

Max and Kelly walked behind Baby P and let Tes on the sand alone. She didn't hear Daniel approaching her until he sat beside her. He put his arm around her shoulders and brought her to his chest. She was silent watching how the couple played with the little girl.

-Gorgeous.- He said but she didn't answer. He moved his arm a little and she looked at him.

-Mhm?- He frowned when he saw the sad look on her face.

He kissed her forehead. -What's happening in that cute head of yours, baby? Talk to me.- He looked at her eyes, where tears started forming, she blinked and they started falling down. -Hey hey hey.- He cupped her face. -What’s wrong, baby? Why are you crying?- He cleaned the tears with his fingers.

She shook her head. -It’s nothing, it’s stupid actually.- Her voice quivered thanks to the lump on her throat.

-If it’s making you cry than it’s not nothing nor stupid. Talk to me, I hate seeing you cry.- He was worried about her sudden change of attitude.

Tes still had her eyes closed but she leant into his hands. -I don’t know if I’m crying for sadness or what.- She let out a bitter laugh.

-Tell me and we will figure this out together.- His voice was sweet.

She nodded and opened her eyes. -Seeing Kelly and Max playing with Baby P brought me memories that I thought were long forgotten.- She sniffed.

-Good memories or bad memories?- She sat facing him and he grabbed her hand.

-Good ones I guess.- She sounded unsure and he nodded. -The last happy memories with my parents were in Malibu.- He nodded again but not entirely sure where she was going with all that.

She sniffed again. -Before my mum got her diagnosis we used to join my dad in his travels from time to time. One time he rented a house in Malibu for the whole summer because he needed a clear mind to write an album. It was a simple but beautiful house in front of the sea. If I close my eyes really hard- She closed them making her nose scrunched. -I still can see my young self sitting in the kitchen watching my mum make pancakes while my dad wrote songs or falling asleep in my dad’s lap while he told me a story in front of the fireplace.- He smiled imaginating a little Tes doing all she told him. -I had this specific memory where I was playing with them at the beach and my mum was so full of life and my dad had the biggest smile on his face.- Her lip trembled. -Now that I’m older I can say that that was the last time I saw him truly happy and if I’m completely honest the moments where I was 100% happy was one of them, and I can count them with the fingers of my hand.

-Shhhh, it’s okay.- He said bringing her to his chest. She hid her face there letting him run his fingers through her hair. -Look at me baby.- He lifted her chin making her look into his eyes. -It’s a beautiful memory, a really good one. The way you remember them is beautiful.- Her nose was red and her eyes a little puffy, she looked so cute that made his heart melt.

-Thank you for being here with me.- She touched his face. -Maybe this sounds weird but everything hurts a little less since I met you.- He smiled. -Everything shines a little more since that day.- She smiled too. -I like what you are making me feel. -She kissed his lips.

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Let’s Clear Some Things Up

Pairing: Angel Reyes x Black Reader

Summary: based off the tags in this reblog

Warning: angst with a fluffy ending

Word Count: <2k

A/N: big ups to @brownsugarcoffy​ for writing the ending and betaing the whole thing! I appreciate everything!!!

It had been a few days since you last saw Angel and you decided to pay him a visit. 

You grabbed your keys and slid your feet into your slides.

You were excited to see Angel, you were always promised a good time with him. It also didn’t help that you were in love with him, but that was neither here nor there.

You and Angel had been best friends for as long as you could remember.

He was your next-door neighbor when you moved to Santo Padre when you were younger, and the two of you hit it off quickly.

You went to school together and were in some of the same classes as well.

You’d always felt something for Angel, but you knew how he felt about relationships, so you never said anything.

On your drive to the clubhouse, you thought about your friendship. You’d do anything for Angel.

Growing up, you noticed that Felipe treated Angel differently than how he treated EZ and it bothered you. 

You’d called Felipe out on it before, respectfully of course, but nothing ever changed.

When EZ got out of jail and joined the MC you were worried about how Angel would take it.

You knew that he wanted a better life for EZ, he’d told you on multiple occasions, but EZ was a grown-ass man.

Pulling up to the clubhouse, you smiled when you spotted Angel’s bike parked next to the garage, and you made your way in.

As you approached the door, you heard EZ’s voice, “You’ve gotta tell her, Angel.”

Curious about what, well who, they were talking about, you halted your steps.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Angel said gruffly.”

“Fuck if you don’t,” EZ yelled. “You know I’m talking about y/n, you need to tell her how you feel about her before you lose her, Angel.”

You quietly open the door and slip in. How does Angel feel about you? You needed to hear it for yourself.

Angel scoffed and shook his head, “I’m not in love with y/n!”

“Come on, Angel,” EZ begged. He still hadn’t seen you, his focus was completely on Angel so you pressed yourself into the door.

Angel took a step towards EZ and shook his head once again. “No,” he said before he bumped shoulders with EZ as he walked away.

Your eyes filled with tears as your heart sank. You weren’t surprised one bit. There was no way that Angel could ever love you as more than a friend. 

You heard EZ sigh and you tried to leave without him noticing you, but as soon as you moved, his eyes locked onto you.

“Y/n,” he whispered.

You shook your head and ran through the door. You needed to get away from there as fast as possible.

You heard EZ calling after you as you sped to your car, you brushed past Coco and ignored his questioning gaze as you got into your car.

You sped home, ignoring your phone buzzing in your pocket.

You knew it was EZ, but you couldn’t bring yourself to talk to him. 

How could you face him?

You needed some time away from him. Some time away from them all.

When you made it home, the first thing you did was grab your spare key from its hiding spot. 

You knew that EZ would be coming soon and you didn’t want to see him just yet.

Once inside, you locked your front door and drew all of your curtains closed.

EZ continued to call you, and you continued to ignore him throughout the night.

It’s not like you truly thought Angel could love you, he always believed that he was no good for relationships, but hearing it firsthand was a blow.

You headed straight to your bedroom and plopped down on your bed, your tears picking up speed as you cried into your pillow.

You must have dozed off because the next thing you remember is hearing banging on your front door.

You pull yourself up from your bed, your eyes dry from all the crying, and you made your way towards the front door.

You peeped through the peephole and cursed silently when you saw EZ on the other side.

“Yn, I know you can hear me,” he said. “Just let me in.” 

You thought about it for a few seconds before you backed away from the door.

You sat in the dark until you heard EZ walk back to his bike, the roar of the engine calming your nerves.

A few days passed and you were feeling better.

You’d sent EZ a text letting him know that you were okay but that you didn’t want to see anyone right now.

He said that he understood but he still thought that you should talk to Angel to clear everything up.

Angel had dropped by a few hours after EZ had left. He still didn’t know that you heard what he said and you wanted to keep it that way.

You’d successfully avoided Angel for the last couple of days, and even though you felt better, you were still hurting.

You were deep in thought when your phone buzzed again, and you frowned a bit when you read EZ’s message.

“I’m sorry,”

The fuck does that mean?

You pressed the call button and EZ answered on the first ring.

“What are you sorry for, EZ?”

“I may have let it slip to Angel that we’ve been talking and he’s headed your way,” EZ said. 

you heard the nervousness in his voice and you sighed.

“Honestly, I think it’s a good thing. You should talk this out with him, clear the air, ya know.”

You shrugged, “EZ, you know how I feel about him. Hell, everyone knows how I feel about him. I don’t see how he doesn’t know, but it doesn’t matter because he made it very clear that he doesn’t love me and that’s okay. I just have to live with it.”

“Y/n, look, Angel -”

You cut EZ off. “Angel’s here. I gotta go.”

“Y/n, talk to him, please,” EZ said before you hung up the call.

Your heartbeat increased as you watched Angel walk up your walkway. He took two steps at a time before his heavy knocks sounded on your door.

You stood on the opposite side of the door for a second before you opened it and Angel pushed right through.

“You gonna fucking tell me why you’ve been avoiding me?” he barked.

“Well ‘Hello” to you too, Angel,” you snarked.

“Fuck the bullshit, y/n,” Angel yelled. “We’re supposed to be best friends, and you’re fucking avoiding me.”

You shrugged but didn’t say anything.

“Come on, y/n, you gotta give me more than that. Just tell me what I did and I'll make it better, I promise.”

You hated when Angel begged. It broke your heart every time.

You sighed and shook your head. “I’m in love with you, Angel, and I heard you tell EZ that you didn’t love me,” you sighed before you continued. “I’ve kept this a secret for so long and it just hurts to hear that you’re not in love with me. Like, I knew it, but it just hurt me to hear, I guess.”

Angel stared at you with his mouth agape.

“Y/n, I,” he paused, “I didn’t know you heard that. I mean-”

“It’s okay, Angel,” you said. “You don’t love me and that’s fine, but I still need some time away from you because it still hurts.”

Angel opened his mouth to say something, but he thought better of it. He made his way to the door and was gone before you could say anything.

Three weeks. You stayed away for three weeks after Angel came to your house. You continued to talk to EZ, but not as often, only letting him know that you were okay. You knew that he was keeping Angel updated but you didn’t mind too much.

But three weeks away from your second family made life boring. You missed your boys and from the number of texts you received from them, you knew they missed you too.

EZ told you about a party that the MC was throwing and you decided to crash it.

You headed to the clubhouse and of course, the first person you spotted when you parked was Angel.

He was perched on the steps of the clubhouse as if he were waiting for you.

You contemplated whether or not you should turn around and leave, but Angel started making his way towards your car before you could decide.

He stopped a few feet away from your car door and waited for you to step out.

When you did, you waited for him to speak, and when he didn’t, you moved to step around him.

“I’m in love with you too, y/n,” he said, his words halting your movements. “I’ve been in love with you for as long as I can remember. I just wanted you to choose someone better.”

You rolled your eyes but you let him continue.

“I was afraid to admit my feelings to myself because I knew that once I did, there would be no turning back, but I can’t lose you, y/n, you’re my life.” Angel sniffed then continued. “These last three weeks without you have been hell and I just wish that I hadn't lied to EZ about how I feel. I wish that I hadn’t left when I came to see you.”

You took a step closer to him and cupped his face. “I’ve loved you my whole life, Angel, and it really hurt me to hear you say that you didn’t love me.”

“I know, y/n,” Angel said before he kissed your wrist. “Could you ever forgive me?”

You felt your teardrops stream down your face as Angel words overwhelm you.

You knew you couldn't stay mad at him for too long. You and Angel always made it through your ups and downs.

But at this very moment you knew Angel truly is in love with you and that is the only thing that matters.

Releasing your hand from his face, you wipe your wet streaks." You know I never stay mad at the man that loves me." You let out a soft giggle.

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White gulls

Henry Cavill x OC Lisa - multi-chapter fic

Author’s note: Its been raining all weekend, so I needed all the sun flooded heart buzzing fluff I could fit into one chapter. And BOI has it become fluffy. I hope you enjoy! Have a lovely Sunday everyone <3 

Word count: 3.061

Disclaimer: fluffff

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This is part 20 of the Tea for Two series.

Find the Masterlist here. 

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< Go back to part 19

Salt.

Sun.

The sensation of a soft, lukewarm wind on toasty skin.

A lushious towel, its soft weft protecting me from the seething hot, wooden deck.

Gulls, screeching atop our heads.

And the sea. Its waves softly breaking against the boat’s bow.

I turned the page on the book I was reading and looked over at Henry, his satisfied face poking out from the shimmering water as he floated around in the pale blue sea. Cute bear. 

He looked so very relaxed, a soft smile playing on his lips as his eyes tracked the gulls that were flying big circles through the sky, his hands languidly paddling through the Aegean sea water.

We had agreed on taking some holidays after the production for the Witcher had wrapped up. And though I had been apprehensive - I loved working JUST a bit too much - Henry was quick to veto his vote. 

‘I’ll organise everything.’ He had stated simply. And so he did. And here we were. In Greece, on a private yacht. Which is totally, totally ridiculous, but…whatever. Life was never truly normal with Henry in it.

Our days were spent eating freshly caught fish, learning some Greek words from the ship’s crew, meandering through small harbour towns and swimming. Lots and lots of swimming. I, especially, since I was struggling to keep my cool in these high temperatures. 

Talking about which.

I checked the page number of my book and closed it, crawling up from my towel and readjusting my bikini before quickly tiptoeing over the burning hot wood to the back end of the deck. I squealed, feeling my feet almost melt as my skin touched the wood, the arduous journey becoming even more complicated as the boat shimmied in irregular patterns, making me wobble unsteadily on my half-sleeping legs. 

‘Oh fuck fuck fuck.’ I cursed under my breath, before finally finding a more comfortable spot to stand on.

‘..You okay there love?’ The wind carried Henry’s deep baritone voice to my ears as I stretched myself out, looking for a good spot to jump into the water. Ha. I could jump almost right next to Henry without him seeing, his eyes still peering up at the sky.

‘Yes dear.’ I said sweetly, before pushing myself off the deck, landing a little distance away from Henry in the cool, cool water.

‘OI! You little..’ He quickly turned, spluttering out the water that had gotten into his mouth as he reached out an arm for me. I squealed as I tried to make a swim for it, my blubbery legs unfortunately letting me down.

In no time I was wrapped in Henry’s iron grip and my body shuddered. Be it because of the cool water, or the fact I was a prisoner to his will now.

‘..little vixen.’ He breathed in my ear, nipping at my earlobe playfully. I laughed and bit my lip, turning my head towards him as far as I could, my back still pulled flush against his chest.

‘What?’ I said, feigning innocence.

‘You know what.’ He growled.

‘It’s not like you got any wetter.’ I shrugged, feeling a dry chuckle reverberating through his chest.

‘Mhm..’ He hummed, one of his hands now reaching down for my fabric covered crotch, a teasing finger pressing against my clit, making me shiver again.

‘BEAR!’ I gasped.

‘What? It’s not like you can get any wetter…hmm?’ He nuzzled my neck, his finger continuing to make small circles over my nub.

I squirmed, my legs kicking out as I felt my breath hitch. ‘..Hen…’ I rolled my eyes back, my oversensitive flesh yielding much to quickly to his touch. 

Gods..this man.

Electricity started to bubble up in my pinky toes, licking up my calves, washing over my thighs before knotting up in a tight coil in my core. I let out a low moan before being suddenly interrupted by another large spray of water that took us both by surprise.

‘Kal…’ Henry chuckled, the big dog apparently not wanting to miss out on whatever fun we were having as he had just now also launched himself in the water. 

Henry released me from his grip and greeted the large akita as he circled towards us, large paws kicking the water as his fur clouded around him, making him look even bigger.

‘Saved by the Kal.’ I chuckled, earning a teasing smirk from Henry as he scratched Kal. ‘You just wait.’ He winked.

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‘A shot to good health!’ Felipe, the captain smiled as he pressed a shot glass of Ouzo in my hand. I smiled, raising the small glass and clinking it with his before taking a small sip. The captain wasn’t quite as subtle however, taking a good long swig of the strong liquor. 

I studied the way he hollowed his cheeks and let out a satisfied sigh, his eyes shimmering as he gazed back over the water, checking if all was well. If you thought of a captain of the ship, this is probably what popped up in your head. His skin looked almost leather like, his eyes soft and dark brown, most of his face hidden behind a well trimmed, greying beard. 

And, Felipe was a jovial, romantic spirit. He spoke in great length of local history, myths and legends and seemed to know this sea better than his women - which he had..plenty of..if his stories were anything to go by.

We had just finished another delicious lunch that the cook had prepared - like…totally ridiculous..we had a cook on board - and Henry, Kal and one of the crew members had made it to shore so Kal could do his business, the boat now languidly gliding over the water, waiting for them to return.

Felipe tapped my shoulder, alerting me to follow his pointing finger.

‘See there? Those are white seagulls. Lovers. See the way they circle each other?’ He sat down besides me on the blue and white striped pillows, keeping his gaze fixed at the birds. The birds tilted their heads at each other, dancing on the wind as their wings twisted and turned.

I smiled, the birds reminding me of the dream I had that night.

‘I actually..dreamt of white gulls last night.’ I hummed, taking another sip of the Ouzo, the liquor burning a trail through the back of my throat.

‘Oh! Tell, tell! What is it you dreamed about?’ Felipe turned his warm, curious eyes at me, studying the way I now looked at the glass in my hand.

‘I eh…was standing on a rocky shore, alone. A seashore I think, though I can’t remember seeing a sea. And everything around me was big, blue.. cloudless sky, the only sound I heard being the screeching of gulls. Two gulls. Circling above me just like they do now.’ I looked up as the birds made a bit of a dive, their little feet almost touching the water before circling back up again.

‘Just two of them?’

‘Yea..two gulls. It was quite nice to watch..but weird as well. Usually my dreams are a whole lot more busy, action packed..haha.’

‘Hmmm. Well, it is a good sign.’ He nodded, taking a last swig of his drink and pushing the glass on his table.

‘How so?’ I asked, looking over at the captain as he let his hand slip down from the glass, his fingers spreading on the table.

‘We greeks believe that dreaming about two seagulls means you have met..or WILL soon meet..your one true love. They are a representation of eternal love…marital bliss even.’ He sighed, a satisfied grin appearing on his lips as he quirked his head towards the beach where Henry was strolling.  

‘I see.’ I said slowly, looking back over my shoulder to see Henry and Kal running around on the beach, Kal jumping up at a piece of driftwood that was thrown. A soft smile curled on my lips. ‘I see.’

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We had come to shore for a day, our feet now flip-flopping over the promenade while watching the locals be about their business - selling small trinkets and ice cream, chatting on the docks, fixing fishing nets.

Henry glanced over at me, smiling.

‘Hi.’ I said impishly, smiling back.

‘Hi.’ He said, his voice smooth as butter.

We smiled almost stupidly, lost in each others eyes for a moment as we walked into a secluded little bay.

‘Even now, with you just looking at me, you can make my stomach flutter.’ I said, sniffling shyly and folding my hand around his before leaning my head against his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head. ‘Good.’ He hummed, his hand squeezing mine gently.

‘I can no longer imagine a life without you.’ He said as I lifted my head back up.

‘Not even when I steal all the blankets?’ I jested. He raised an eyebrow. ‘Oh, don’t tease me little she-devil!’

Without warning he lifted me up and over his shoulder. I shrieked.

‘Nooo HEN! Put me down!’ I kicked my feet haphazardly, both our flipflops now discarded on the beach.

‘Perhaps a swim?’ He suggested, walking towards the water. I tried to worm out of his tight grasp, but to no avail.

‘Oh you wouldn’t dare.’ I challenged.

He however didn’t stop as the water moved passed his calves, his hand now playfully patting my butt.

‘Then no more blanket stealing?’ He rumbled.

I chuckled and finally managed to wiggle out of his grasp as a surprise wave hit him, making him lose his balance for a split second.

Quickly I strode further into the water, up to my waist, before turning back towards him.

‘Never!’ I said exasperated, laughing, letting myself slip fully into the water, my summer dress now pooling around me like a colourful cloud. He joined me, rolling his eyes at my cheekiness.

Within moments I was back in his grasp.

Our lips connected. Eager tongues fighting as I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling him as he pressed his groin into me. He let out a low moan, feeling the friction as I pulled him even closer in the hook of my legs, his eyes quickly darkening.

‘No blankets needed here.’ I said, quirking up an eyebrow. He tilted his head, unbelieving, his eyes quickly looking over my shoulder at the shoreline.

It was practically deserted, two fishermen just walking around the corner out of sight. The shutters of all the few houses here closed to keep out the heat.

I kissed his neck to regain his attention, sucking the sensitive skin behind his ear and earning a low moan from him.

‘You’re my undoing!’ He groaned, wrapping his hands around my buttocks and steadying my shimmying hips. I sniggered playfully.

‘Mmhmm.’ I hummed, catching his lips again.

It took but a few seconds for him to pull down his slacks and move aside my panties, his erection springing free before delving into me. The water caused an unfamiliar friction, making us groan as he slowly pushed inside. ‘Mmmppfff.’ He hissed, catching my lips again before I would moan too loudly.

We mostly just stayed like that while our lips discovered every little bit of skin, the salt sticking to our lips as his hips ever so slightly gyrated against my core. I fluttered my walls around him, making him moan, his lips curling into a smile. ‘Positive side effects of core workouts.’ I whispered in his ear, earning one of his breathy laughs.

Not long after he came, the friction just too overwhelming, his legs shivering. He moved his hand to my nub, but I stopped him. ‘Later.’ I hinted at some people just walking past the corner of the small bay. He sniggered, still somewhat shivery and his cheeks flush with embarrassment, his arms keeping me closely tucked to his chest.

I unwrapped my legs and looked for the bottom of the sea shore, the small sand grains melting between my toes again as I found my footing, the water washing our sweet sins away. 

We kissed while Henry manoeuvred his pants back on and I moved my panties back in place - all while trying to not catch the attention at the people who were now strolling on the beach. We chuckled quietly, seeing the people move at an excruciatingly slow tempo, both our cheeks pink with embarrassment.  

‘Well that was naughty.’ He said, still a bit flustered. We kissed again.

‘I love you.’ I hummed, smiling at him. He cupped my face, looking into my eyes. Deeply. His ocean blue eyes almost burning into my green eyes. Not saying a thing. He just..looked at me, his breath still a slight bit irregular. He clenched his jaw, leaning his forehead against mine as he continued to look at me. ‘Be mine.’ He whispered. 

I leaned back against his forehead, closing my eyes, feeling his hands still cupping my jaw with a certain need. As if he was scared I would vanish, if not for his tight grip. ‘I am yours.’ I whispered in turn. He was quiet for a moment before he nodded, kissing me.

I could feel he was not saying something he really wished to say. But I figured, as is with all men, it just needed some time to turn into words. I cupped his face in return. ‘I am yours.’ I said with a touch more seriousness, looking back up into his eyes. His thought stricken face melted into one of love.

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We had left the boat behind us as we had reached our last destination; a small harbour town with thousands of white-painted houses that seemed to grow like mushrooms from a steep rocky shoreline. The sun was currently sinking further and further to the horizon as our feet carried us through the narrow streets, our hands interlocked as Henry guided me to another one of his “little surprises”.

I didn’t really know what to expect, but apparently a “little surprise” meant in this case an absolutely lovely, completely private dinner with view of the sunset, the small terrace hewn from the coast rock itself. I hugged him, endeared by the gesture. 

‘This is…a-ma-zing.’ I said exasperated, looking out over the railing to see the waves clashing against the rock below. My eyes probably spoke a thousand words, because Henry could only just smile broadly, proud of his present.

We sat down and a waiter came up to us in full black tux, pouring us some champagne, before quickly shuffling off through a small gate in the back.

We raised our glasses. ‘To life and to love.’ Henry said, our glasses clinking. I sipped the champagne, looking back at the sun, the sky now slowly turning deep hues of pink. And once more two gulls were floating in the soft evening wind. 

How fitting.

‘Reminds me of when we met.’ I said, smiling happily before looking back at him, reminiscing that early morning hike in LA. He smiled sweetly, his nostrils flaring.

Strange…Was he uncomfortable? He always did that when he was uncomfortable...His shirt too tight? Too hot? I can’t be right...My thoughts rolled over in my mind as I studied him. No amount of acting classes could hide from me that something was up with him.

He was now also looking out at the sunset, his hands clenching his glass in a death grip and.. did I see a certain …worry.. in his eyes? He looked back at me, his smile growing wider, before realising I was noticing his discomfort, my eyes glancing down at his clutching hands. He grinned, as if caught, nodding, then took a deep, deep breath.

‘Go ahead then, spill the beans.’ I said, knowing something was up while looking at him with studious eyes.

He looked back at me too, our eyes meeting, and love melted back into his blues. Those big, anxious, puppy eyes. Gosh. He is so..nervous? Whatever it was: it was endearing. He moved his chair back, taking my hands and pulling me up, his eyes looking at me studiously as I quickly straightened my dress, confused as to why he wanted us to get up. 

‘My sweetest, sweetest Lisa. Not in my long life have I felt so nervous about asking anyone such a question.’ He smiled. I smiled in return, peering into his eyes while squeezing his hands, my heartbeat slowly raising.

Our eyes delved deeper and deeper into one another as he continued.

Was he...?

‘We have this most wonderful, relaxed…well-balanced relationship. I just honestly didn’t even know I could have that. But here we are..’ He gestured at the sea with a quick raise of his hand, as he took another quick breath, swallowing his nerves.

Is he..?

‘I do not wish anything more then for this to never end. For us to see a thousand sunsets together, if life allows..’ He sank down on one knee, looking up at me.

OH BOI.

My heart started to flutter like a captured bird, restless and begging to be released, my lip suddenly trembling with emotion.

‘Would you dear Lisa, please, marry me?’

I felt a tear burning as I started to nod feverishly. ‘Yes, yes you fool.’ I laughed, the tears slowly flowing down my cheek as I threw myself in his arms. The air was suddenly so thick and heavy I couldn’t even stand on my own legs anymore, my full weight now hanging onto Henry as he remained there on one knee, quickly capturing me in his arms. 

We kissed, laughing giddily and gasping for breath, our lips curling in such broad smiles it hurt our cheeks.

He finally settled me more comfortably on his knee as he moved one of his hands down a pocket, reaching for a ..marker?

He held it up. ‘No ring.’ He smiled with boyish enthusiasm, carefully taking my left ring finger and drawing a black band with his initials in it. I laughed, releasing a breath I didn’t know I was holding, a smile etched on my cheeks as I looked at him as he drew on the band.  

He put the marker back in his pocket, blowing gently over the ink, before kissing it, his eyes interlocking with mine again. 

This was it. I realised. 

Forever.

The two white gulls that were now circling the burning skies, our witnesses.

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