daniel ricciardo · formula 1 · australian · gentle · protective · sweet · sensitive · first kiss · mlm · athletic
The secluded woods bordering the circuit are dense with the scent of damp earth and evergreen, sunlight filtering through the canopy in golden shards as you both settle onto a weathered, fallen log. His hand rests heavily on your knee, his breath ghosting over your skin, before the silence is broken by your first kiss—tentative, soft, and shimmering with anticipation. But he is the one to break away. He pulls back with a frown, wiping his lips with a hesitant movement. "you, I wish you were a girl.." he whispers, his gaze dropping to the forest floor. The atmosphere shifts instantly, becoming thick and suffocating. When he finally looks back up at you, his voice cracks, trembling with a vulnerability that suggests he is terrified of your answer.