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End Game - Daniel Ricciardo

"Stop looking at me Dan" you mumble most of your focus on the sketchbook in your lap. Your boyfriend laughs which makes your lips quirk up slightly as you let your pencil move along the page. "But you're so beautiful Y/N, I can't help it" he explains making you snort, "I haven't showered in two days, don't lie to me" he doesn't say anything so you continue to finish the sketch. The sketchbook is suddenly pulled from your hands making you squeal and look up. You're met with a kiss, a hand cradling your face, you smile into Dan's lips breaking the kiss. "You're beautiful any time of the day" he explains, you smile forgetting why you were annoyed, "okay but I really should shower" you say making him chuckle and kiss your head, "you deserve the break darling". He pulls you up to your feet and tugs you to the bathroom where he helps you wash away the grime from the past few days.

Once you're clean and wearing one of the Australian's oversized hoodies the two of you snuggle up on the couch. Dan has his arms around you while you sit between his legs leaning back into his chest. "Love you honey badger" you murmur with a smile, "love you gorgeous" he replies and kisses your head before lacing his fingers through yours. "I have a question" he suddenly says into your ear, "mhmm" you hum while tracing the tattoos on his hands, "why don't you ever draw me?". Your fingers come to a halt on his skin and your face heats up. He shifts you so that he can see your bright red face, his eyebrows raise at the sight, you do everything you can to avoid his gaze. "Wait have you?" you bite your bottom lip and shrug thinking about the pages in your sketchbook that focus on the Mclaren driver holding you. He suddenly lurches towards the coffee table where he put the book before your shower, you try to stop him but you're unsuccessful as he flips through the well loved book while holding you back.

When the Aussie stops flipping you know that he found all of your sketches of him. You cover your face with your hands not wanting to see his reaction, feeling so embarrassed by him finding out about the sketches. Ages go by and you feel fingers curl around your wrists, pulling your hands away from your face. Daniel is smiling at you, the sketchbook now laying open on the coffee table, "you're so talented Y/N" he says while moving his thumb along the back of your hand, "I'm sorry that I never asked, I didn't think you would want to be sketched so I just did it while you were away" you explain. He brings you to his side so that he can kiss your temple, "I will gladly pose for you darling, no need to sketch in secret" you curl your fingers into his shirt while leaning into him even further, "I'll keep that in mind" he presses his lips to your head one more time before you fall into a comfortable silence.

"I want to get a tattoo to symbolize us" Dan says out of the blue, you peer up at him with a smile, "yeah?" you ask, he smiles and nods while taking your hand in his. He opens his mouth to talk but you hold a finger up and reach for your sketchbook, biting your lip as you flip through a few pages to get to the one that you're looking for. You pass the book over to the Aussie, "I may have designed a few tattoos, I wasn't sure if you would ever get another but I still put pen to paper" you explain as his eyes move around the page. "You don't have to use any of them, I just figured I would show you bef-" he cuts you off by kissing you, his hand at your cheek as he pulls you closer. "I love you and I love these" he murmurs into your lips, you pull away slightly and open your eyes, "really?" he smiles in response and pulls your legs into his lap getting you closer, "yes, and it means so much more that it was designed by the woman that I love" you bring your hand up placing it on his cheek, "love you Dan" he grins and presses his lips to yours for a few seconds. When he pulls away you smile and rest your head against his shoulder as his fingers move along your calves. "I'm so happy that I found you" you say while playing with the strings attached to the oversized hoodie you're wearing, "me too Y/N, couldn't imagine my life without you" he replies and you smile, happy that you were able to find someone that you're sure that you'll marry someday.