-You wished for Lando Norris here it is, I had this idea still in my drafts and so many people asked me if I could continue this little series so I hope you enjoy this ! Can be read as a standalone though <33
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You will never forget the look on Lando’s face when he saw your baby on the ultrasound screen for the first time - the way his eyes turned glossy, the way his front teeth peeked out because his smile was so wide his cheeks must’ve hurt for days afterwards. The almost inaudible, shaky breath he let out - quiet enough for the world to miss, but not for you.
And you can’t really judge him; you weren’t much better yourself. The cold trace of your tears on your cheeks was a constant reminder - a reminder that a piece of you and Lando was growing inside you. A piece of you both that you saw for the first time that day.
When you left the doctor’s office, your heart was racing with excitement - and fear, too, if you were being honest - but mostly excitement for this new chapter of your life. Clutched tightly in your hands were the first ultrasound scans of the tiny life you and Lando had created together.
That day was four months ago. Now, with a hand on your small but mighty little bump - a habit you developed every time you tried to concentrate - you wander around your apartment in Monaco, searching for those very same scans. Lando is in Brazil, and while he’s away, you wanted to start a scrapbook - a collection of milestones from your pregnancy, something to look back on in the years to come.
But as the minutes pass, your hope of actually starting the scrapbook today grows smaller. You’ve checked every drawer, cupboard, and closet you could reach - nothing. Defeated, you sink onto the couch, flick on the TV to watch qualifying, and try to get your pregnancy brain to remember where on earth those scans could be.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the Atlantic, Lando sits in his driver’s room, mentally preparing for qualifying.
“Five more minutes, mate!” one of his mechanics calls through the door.
“Yeah, I’ll be out soon! Gimme a sec!” he shouts back, wanting just a few extra minutes to look at the object in his hands.
His fingers trace the smooth surface of the photo, following every soft curve of the little black-and-white shape captured on it. He studies every tiny detail as if the image weren’t already engraved in his mind.
The day he left for his first race after the scan, he’d quietly slipped the photo into his wallet while you weren’t looking - wanting something to keep him close to home, close to *you* and the little family you were building together. Whenever the pressure, nerves, or loneliness hit him, he’d retreat to his driver’s room and take out the picture. Looking at it calmed him - reminded him that there was something beyond racing, something that mattered even more. A future. A family. Something he’d love and protect for the rest of his life, long after he retired.
A knock on the door pulled him back to reality. Carefully tucking the photo back into the safety of his wallet, he grabbed his helmet, ready to fight for pole position - ready to drive for the family waiting for him back home.
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To say that Brazil was a successful weekend would be the understatement of the century. A double pole and a double win - it was the kind of weekend most drivers could only dream of. Still, instead of celebrating like he usually would, Lando boarded the first flight home. His trophies rested in the seat beside him, gleaming under the cabin lights, but his attention was fixed on the little ultrasound photo in his hand.
It was worn now, edges slightly bent from how often he’d held it. But as he looked at it, exhaustion melted into warmth. He wasn’t thinking about podiums, or champagne, or headlines - just about getting home. About holding you. About finally seeing the little life that had already changed everything.
The front door clicked open just past midnight. The soft thud of a suitcase echoed against the wooden floor, followed by a deep exhale - Lando has been waiting for this moment ever since he left.
Before he could even drop his bag, you were already there, bare feet padding across the floor, heart hammering in your chest. The second his eyes met yours, the world seemed to still. He immediately opened his arms, engulfing your figure into the biggest hug.
“Missed you,” he mumbled against your hair, his voice low and soft, and you felt the weight of the words sink into your chest. His hands came to rest on your bump, thumbs brushing slow, careful circles over the fabric of your shirt.
“Missed you too,” you whispered back, your fingers tracing the curve of his jaw before leaning up to kiss him - slow, familiar, full of everything that words couldn’t carry.
When he finally leaned down, his lips met yours in a kiss that tasted like relief - soft, unhurried, and full of everything neither of you had been able to say over the phone. For a long moment, there were no race weekends, no headlines, no championship battle - just the two of you and the quiet heartbeat beneath your joined hands.
Later that night, while he showered, you went to grab his wallet from the counter. You needed his credit card to order dinner - neither of you had the energy to cook - but when you opened it, something small and worn caught your eye.
Folded gently behind his ID, worn at the edges, there it was, the ultrasound photo. The one you’d been searching for. He carried through every race, every flight, every late-night briefing. The paper was soft from use, the faint outline of the baby slightly smudged from where his thumb had traced it over and over again.
You didn’t say anything when he came back. Instead, you tucked the photo carefully back into its slot, then slipped away to the living room where you had the newer ultrasound pictures from your last appointment. You picked one, flipped it over, and grabbed a pen.
In your neat, slightly messy handwriting, you wrote:
Go Daddy, I’m rooting for you! xx
You slid it into his wallet right behind the first one, closed it as if nothing had changed, and smiled to yourself.
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One week later - Las Vegas, Nevada
The city pulsed outside his hotel window, a kaleidoscope of neon light and noise, but inside his driver’s room, everything was still.
Lando sat in the corner, earbuds dangling loosely around his neck, head bowed over his wallet - his small, quiet ritual before qualifying.
He pulled out the ultrasound photo, running a thumb along the edges — but this time, another one slipped out behind it. He frowned for a moment, then turned it over.
The message stopped him cold.
Go Daddy, I’m rooting for you!! xx
He let out a quiet laugh - the kind that shakes on its way out - and leaned back in his chair, staring at the photo as a warmth spread through his chest. For a long moment, he just sat there, smiling to himself like an idiot.
He grabbed his phone without thinking.
It rang once. Twice. Then your sleepy voice filled his ear. “Lando? What time is it?”
He couldn’t help the grin that tugged at his lips. “Doesn’t matter. I found your note.”
You chuckled softly, half embarrassed, half amused. “So you weren’t supposed to find it yet.”
“Well, I did,” he said, voice low, thick with emotion. “And I think it’s the best good luck charm I’ve ever had.”
You smiled, eyes crinkling. “Then go make your little fan proud.”
“I will,” he murmured. There was a pause — that quiet, familiar silence that always felt full, never empty. “I love you.”
“Love you more,” you said softly. “We both do.”
He didn't want to hang up so soon, wanting to keep hearing your sleepy voice, but he had a race to win and a trophy to bring back to you two.
He smiled again, holding the two ultrasound photos together for a moment before tucking them safely back into his wallet. Then, with a deep breath and a heart fuller than ever, he grabbed his helmet and headed out - ready to race, not just for himself, but for his family waiting back home.
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Summary: The babies are in a laughing phase and anything Y/n and Lando do makes them laugh non-stop.
Words: 3.7K+
Warnings: Cute, twin babies, funny, mention of Pietra and Max, cursory mention of Quadrant and CUTE, CUTE, CUTE.
Author: English is not my first language, so apologies for any spelling mistakes and slang that may be in the story. This is part of a universe, but can be read separately, it will not affect the reading. ❤️🇧🇷
Universe of NORRIS TWINS
MASTERLIST
The twins had been incredibly giggly lately. Anything would send Lola and Liam into fits of laughter—from the squeak of a toy to the sound of a random sneeze.
The laughter was so intense that it made their little faces turn as red as tomatoes, and they both fell backwards laughing so hard, as if their bodies couldn't handle so much joy.
It had all started on a quiet night, when Lando, trying to put the two to sleep, made an exaggerated grimace. The laughter that came in response was so unexpected and outrageously cute that Y/n, who was in another room, ran to see what was going on. Lola was having so much fun that she lost her balance and fell backwards onto the soft mattress of the crib, while Liam laughed so loudly and non-stop that he seemed unable to breathe between laughs, his face turning redder and redder.
Since then, everything has become a laughing matter.
Lando sneezed, and it was as if he had told the best joke in the world. A stumble on the carpet would bring out heartfelt laughter. An off-key whistle? Laughter.
Lando couldn't resist and did everything he could to hear that sound again: absurd faces, improvised songs, clumsy steps just to tease his children. And the most curious thing was that sometimes he didn't even need to do anything - the little ones just had to look at him and start laughing as if they had heard the biggest secret in the world.
Y/n was also completely enchanted by this phase. There was one time when she caught the two laughing while Lando told a random story in a funny voice, and recorded the moment. She posted it on Instagram and fans went crazy, commenting on how adorable the babies were.
It was like a domino effect: a little laugh from Liam would lead to one from Lola, and vice versa, until the entire room was filled with the sound of laughter - including Lando and Y/n, who couldn't contain their laughter.
It was impossible not to laugh along.
Y/n was sitting in a soft armchair, breastfeeding Liam, while Lola was still sleeping soundly in her crib, breathing lightly. Liam couldn't take his eyes off his mother, admiring her with those bright eyes and enchanted expression.
But Y/n just had to look back at him and that was it: Liam would let out a cute laugh, interrupting his feeding, with milk running down the corner of his mouth.
Y/n tried to distract herself with her cell phone, sliding her finger across the screen just to avoid direct eye contact, but sometimes she couldn't resist and glanced at her son. And this small gesture was enough for Liam to let out a muffled chuckle, as if he was sharing a secret with his mother that was just theirs.
"No, baby... shhh." Y/n murmured with a restrained smile as she saw her son laughing with his mouth full of milk. "If you laugh, you'll wake your little sister..." She looked away, trying not to laugh along, but Liam let out another little laugh, his little eyes shining with amusement.
Y/n shook her head, whispering tenderly. "You're a little rascal, you know that? Just looking at me makes you laugh..." She went back to looking at her phone screen, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed Liam trying with all his might to hold back the urge to laugh, as if it were the hardest mission in the world. "Don't even try, I can see that naughty little face." She whispered, lightly tickling his little foot.
The laughter escaped, louder this time, and Y/n's eyes widened when she saw Lola stirring in her crib, still asleep.
Across the hall, Lando had woken up to the sound of laughter and let out a muffled chuckle of his own.
"Liam! Your sister is sleeping..." Y/n chuckled softly. "Let's be funny later, okay? Now it's time for breakfast."
Lando appeared in the bedroom doorway, his hair disheveled and a sleepy smile on his face. He leaned against the doorframe, watching Liam gaze at Y/n adoringly. The baby was still giggling in small bursts as he was cuddled.
Y/n, already realizing that Liam would not eat again, adjusted her shirt and placed him on her shoulder, walking around the room in slow steps. Liam laughed softly, and she smiled as she rocked him gently.
"I knew there was a good laugh around here..." Lando said in a low tone, a smile playing on his lips.
"This boy here can't see me without laughing." Y/n whispered, stroking Liam's head. "I had to turn him over so he would burp and not look at me and laugh!"
Lando laughed and walked closer. Y/n turned the little one to face his father. "Good morning, my champion." Lando smiled. Liam stretched out his little hand to his father, smiling even more. "You're so excited that it's like you dreamed about clowns." Lando joked.
Liam then turned around in his mother's lap and clapped his little hands on Y/n's face, letting out a loud laugh.
"Hey!" Y/n laughed too. "Do you want to wake me up with love slaps now?"
Lando chuckled.
"He's baptizing you with joy." He held out his arms. "Come here, giggle. Let's go for a walk." Liam threw himself into his father's arms, still giggling happily.
"But look, okay? You're going to be very quiet, your sister is still sleeping." Y/n said, adjusting her son's pajamas.
Liam didn't seem to care. Now, he only had eyes for Lando and laughed even harder.
"Look at that, he didn't even hear you. He's hypnotized by me." Lando commented, and Y/n smiled.
Meanwhile, Lola began to stir under the covers. She let out a soft little groan, rubbing her eyes with her chubby little hands, the pacifier still firmly in her mouth.
Y/n noticed and approached the crib, gently pulling the little girl's covers and caressing her tummy.
"Hi, my princess... good morning, sweetheart..." She whispered lovingly. "I'm sorry for your brother's mess, okay? Mommy promises she'll make it up to you with lots of kisses..."
Lola made a sullen expression, not liking being woken up at all. Y/n laughed at her daughter's grimace and bent down to pick her up carefully. Lando noticed the moment and decided to give space.
"Come on, little smiley... let's let the girls sort this out here while we start breakfast, shall we?" Lando said softly to Liam, who let out an excited squeal as he felt them leaving the room.
"Don't let him laugh too much or you won't even be able to move the eggs." Y/n commented amusedly.
"With these two, laughing too much has become routine." Lando winked at her.
Y/n watched the two leave the room. Liam hugged his father's neck, still letting out spaced giggles. Her heart warmed at the scene.
Lando came downstairs with Liam in his arms, while Y/n took Lola to the changing table.
"Come on, my love... today promises to be a beautiful day, all that's missing is that beautiful smile to appear too." She said sweetly, kissing the girl's forehead.
Lola just listened, still a little sullen, but curious. Her gaze fixed on the drawings of little animals on the wall and the soft lights in the room. Her mother was changing her diaper carefully, and even without smiling yet, there was peace in that moment of comfort - the kind of peace that only a mother's love can provide.
Y/n took advantage of the early morning to change Lola's pajamas. She chose a comfortable, fresh outfit full of soft colors, perfect for the sunny day that was opening through the window.
With light movements, she delicately dressed the baby and, finally, took a thin hairband with a bow, carefully arranging it in Lola's short and still fine hair.
The scene was one of pure sweetness, with the baby's little eyes watching her mother's every gesture, while the morning light entered the room softly.
Clapping her hands excitedly, Y/n smiled big, her eyes shining with tenderness.
"Look at this little doll of mommy! The most beautiful thing in the world!"
Hearing the clapping and her mother's excited voice, Lola let out her first giggle of the day. It was a light, hoarse sound that made Y/n's heart melt. She laughed along, delighted, and picked her daughter up again, cuddling her affectionately.
"Ahhh, so that's what was missing? A parade of cuteness to make you smile so beautifully!"
With Lola now smiling and happy, Y/n walked over to the nursing chair with her in her arms. She sat down carefully, arranged the little one on her lap and began to breastfeed her, while caressing her daughter's soft, pink cheeks.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Lando was with Liam. The baby, sitting near the counter in his high chair, still with the belt loosely fastened to keep him comfortable, watched everything with eyes shining with curiosity.
He smiled, paying attention to his father's every move, who spoke to him in a low voice, as if they were conspiring a very important plan. Lando gestured discreetly, approached and whispered with the air of someone plotting a secret mission. Liam followed everything, tapping his feet and giving small, knowing giggles.
"Today our mission is to make the fastest breakfast ever before the girls notice... can we do it, little smiley?" He grabbed a spatula and handed it to him, who immediately started banging it on the tray, laughing out loud at the noise. "That's it, boss! Quality supervision guaranteed!"
Lando then began to separate the ingredients for breakfast: eggs, bread, cheese. As he did so, he continued talking to Liam, narrating his movements as if it were a major operation. The baby followed along attentively, his eyes wide and transfixed on the colors and shapes, as if everything were magical. He watched his father with childlike wonder, and each new object that appeared made him clap his hands on the tray in excitement.
Suddenly, Liam started laughing softly. Lando had his back turned, reaching into the fridge for something, and was still talking to the baby without realizing it. When he finally heard the laughter, he frowned, closed the fridge door, and turned around.
"What did I-"
But he stopped when he saw the scene: Liam had slipped in the car seat, and now the belt was holding him by the belly, with his little arms stretched up, almost hanging, but laughing so much that he could barely breathe because he found his own position so funny.
Lando laughed. "What is this? An acrobatic escape attempt, Agent Liam?"
Still laughing, he walked over and gently adjusted his son back into the correct position, this time tightening the belt a little more to ensure safety. Liam squealed with excitement, flapping his little hands in the air and babbling nonstop.
Lando chuckled softly, running his hand through his son's hair. "If Mom saw this, we'd be screwed, you know?"
Liam responded with a series of babbles and more laughter, making his father laugh along. Lando returned to the stove with an amused look on his face, still commenting to his son as if
were undergoing special training.
"First lesson of the day, Chief Liam: keep your position in the chair. Second lesson: always smile to distract the security guard... who in this case is Mom."
As he stirred the eggs in the pan, Lando cast quick glances at Liam, who was now rhythmically tapping his hands on the tray.
"What are you up to? I can see those little eyes full of ideas!"
The baby squealed with pure joy, laughing loudly as the spatula hit the tray at a fast pace. The smell of golden eggs began to fill the kitchen, bringing back that warm feeling of a family morning.
Lando smiled happily, approached the chair, took Liam's little hand and lifted it gently.
"Mission high-five before mommy gets here! That's it!" Liam high-fived his dad's clumsy little hand and laughed out loud, cackling with excitement.
It was at that moment that Y/n appeared at the kitchen door with Lola in her arms, a wide smile on her face when she saw the two of them together.
"How's the breakfast mission going? Boys team?"
Lando, still stirring the eggs with one hand, turned to face her and winked. "Mission 90% complete. We had a minor acrobatic mishap, but Agent Liam handled it very well."
Liam let out an excited squeal when he saw his sister, waving his hands as if calling her. He began to rock his body in his chair, all excited, which made his parents laugh.
Y/n arranged Lola on her lap and laughed. "Look who's already waking up excited to see his partner in crime."
"Full team now, aren't you, little Liam?"
Y/n placed Lola in the car seat next to her brother, carefully fastening the belt. The little girl soon smiled, stretching her little hand out to Liam. As soon as they were side by side, the two began to babble excitedly, as if they were really talking in a secret baby language.
Y/n crossed her arms, watching the scene with humor. "I'm sure they're up to some mischief."
She walked to the counter to make herself a cup of coffee.
Lando made a smug expression. "They learned from the best."
Y/n rolled her eyes with a smile and, with a slight bump into his shoulder, replied in a sarcastic tone. "Of course. The king of mess with a degree in confusion."
Lando laughed out loud. "And proud of it, Mrs. Norris!"
Breakfast was light and fun. Lando finished preparing the food while Y/n set the table. The twins laughed at everything: the sound of the eggs frying, the cutlery clanging, even the dishcloth that Y/n accidentally dropped on the floor. The laughter echoed through the kitchen, mixed with the smell of breakfast, creating that cozy atmosphere of home, of a happy family full of love.
With each spoonful that Y/n tried to give Lola, Liam made a funny sound and she laughed along. At another point, Lando made a little airplane with the spoon, and when he pretended to eat it himself, they both burst out laughing. It was a lunch with little food in the belly and a lot of laughter, which only made the parents even more enchanted with the harmony of the little ones.
After lunch, Lando and Y/n had to stop by Quadrant to sort out some details about the new collection. Since the babies were in a great mood, they decided to take them along. Lando went ahead with Liam in his arms, walking towards the garage. The boy watched everything with interest, pointing at the shadows on the floor and babbling something. Y/n, meanwhile, locked the front door with Lola in her arms. The baby waved excitedly at a dog that was passing by on the sidewalk, smiling with her whole face, as if she had known the little animal for years.
In the car, they babbled, pointed, and clapped their hands at every turn the car made. On the radio, an upbeat song started playing, and Lando and Y/n started singing along in an exaggerated way, making funny voices and theatrical gestures just to see their children laugh. And they actually laughed.
Y/n smiled at the twins in the backseat, who were laughing at something between them, maybe the sound of the car, or the way their little hands were accidentally touching.
She looked at her husband with a sweet gleam in her eyes. "They're already conspiring together, I can see it. If that's when they're seven months old, imagine when they walk."
Lando chuckled, placing his hand on his wife's thigh affectionately.
"We're creating a dynamic duo... of chaos." He replied, as he heard Liam and Lola's increasingly loud giggles. "I think we're going to need helmets at home."
As soon as they arrived at Quadrant headquarters, Max Fewtrell and Pietra were at the reception, in front of a panel of fabrics and sketches, talking to one of the designers of the new collection.
Pietra turned her head when she heard the sound of Lando's car arriving. When she saw the Norrises with the twins in their arms, her face lit up with an instant smile. She let out an excited little cry and ran towards them with eyes shining with love. Lola and Liam turned around almost at the same time, staring at their step-aunt with curious eyes before smiling too, recognizing the cheerful figure who always made fun of them.
Max politely said goodbye to the stylist and followed Pietra to the couple.
"Mr. and Mrs. Norris," he teased with a smirk. "What's it like being the coolest parents in England?"
Y/n tried to hold back her laughter, arranging Liam on her lap. "Hard work. And noisy."
"And full of diapers. And diapers. And more diapers."
Liam was already stretching his little arms towards Max, who smiled and took him carefully. The baby rested his little hands on his godfather's chest, looking at him curiously.
Pietra approached Lola affectionately and picked her up, slowly spinning her in the air. The baby burst into laughter, making that light and charming sound that only a happy baby can make.
"This young lady here is going to rule the world, I'm sure." Pietra looked at Lola, who smiled at her with her gums showing. "I'm going to steal you from your parents. Can I?" Lola replied with a laugh so loud that all the adults around started laughing too.
Max, with Liam still in his arms, began to talk to him.
"Man, you look light, but is it just an illusion... or am I just out of shape?" Liam stared at him seriously, without even a hint of a smile. "What? Haven't you ever noticed that your godfather is so handsome?" Max continued.
Liam kept his curious gaze quiet. Y/n and Lando laughed at the attempt.
"Maybe he's just in shock from all the vanity." Lando commented wryly.
Pietra laughed, and Y/n covered her mouth with her hand, laughing along. Max rolled his eyes and looked at Liam again.
"If you laugh, I promise to give your father's share of Quadrant to you before you're 18. What do you think?" Liam let out a shy chuckle. "THAT'S IT! First step to winning Liam Norris's heart: talking business!"
The adults burst out laughing.
Pietra was still holding Lola when she noticed the little red bow tied in the baby's fine blonde hair.
"Oh my God, look at that, love! That little red bow!" she said, delighted, lifting Lola up a little to show Max. Lola just looked at him and laughed.
Y/n and Lando looked at each other and smiled at the scene.
"Be careful, love... if you keep this up, soon we'll want one of those too." Max says to his girlfriend.
Lando nodded immediately. "That would be a great idea, I'm not going to lie."
Max shook his head quickly, denying it, which made Lando and Y/n laugh. Pietra smiled and patted her boyfriend on the shoulder.
"First let's survive the nephews we borrow here, then we'll think about that!"
Lando and Y/n walked through the Quadrant space, guided by one of the producers to a large room where the new collection was being organized. Sketches spread out on a large table, fabric samples folded with precision, drafts of prints on murals. They approached, listening attentively to the explanations of the creative team.
Max and Pietra came right behind, still with the twins in their arms - Lola in Pietra's, and Liam with Max. They had heard it all before, and now the role was supporting.
At one point, Lola spotted a mannequin wearing a colorful, printed piece of clothing in the corner of the room. Without warning, she started laughing out loud, one of those uncontrollable laughs that leaves your face red.
All the adults present turned around, enchanted by the little girl who was laughing so loudly. Y/n and Lando looked at each other, disconcerted, exchanging a smile of someone who was already used to their children's surprises.
Liam, not understanding exactly what was so funny, started laughing too, infected by the sound of his sister. The room filled with childish laughter, an improvised song that softened everyone's hearts.
Lando ran his hand over his face, smiling. "I swear one day they'll charge admission to these shows." He said, looking at Y/n with love in his eyes.
Y/n laughed, holding back her own laughter. "It'll be like: live giggles, 7 am, double ticket."
Liam laughed so hard that he ended up hiding his little face in Max's neck, who tightened his hug around his godson.
"You're laughing until you're out of breath, little one. That's talent."
Lola continued to laugh so hard that her cheeks were even redder.
Pietra adjusted the baby in her arms and said, laughing.
"If we don't take them for a ride now, they'll be laughing at the mannequin until tomorrow."
They left with the twins in their arms, still laughing, while Lando and Y/n returned to paying attention to the collection project, smiling between one comment and another.
Pietra and Max walked the twins through the hallways of Quadrant, pointing out interior displays and creative rooms filled with colorful designs and fabrics. The babies watched everything with curious eyes, still letting out occasional giggles.
Back in the room, Y/n was excited, showing the team some references on her tablet, suggesting a new print that combined modern elements with the brand’s playful touch. As she spoke, she showed vibrant images and explained details with passion.
In the middle of the explanation, a loud laugh echoed through the halls—it was Liam. Clear and contagious. Y/n stopped talking for a moment, laughing softly and lowering her head.
"That song should become the official Quadrant soundtrack," she murmured, looking at her husband with shining eyes.
"I doubt anyone could work without smiling," he replied, amused.
The team smiled, and Y/n, still enchanted, returned to her explanation as another giggle filled the room, causing another involuntary smile to appear on her face.
Lando looked away for a moment to the glass window of the room. On the other side, in the hallway, he saw Max and Pietra passing by with the twins in their arms, making exaggerated faces that made the little ones laugh.
He smiled to himself, feeling his chest warm at the image.
There was his little family—noisy, unpredictable, chaotic—but his. His world. Y/n was talking animatedly about fabrics beside him, still with a silly smile because of his children's laughter. And he just looked at her, with love in his eyes, silently thanking her for all of this.
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"Y/N, are you sure you want to do it? I'll do it no problem", your colleague assured you, "even one of the interns can do it, Y/N! Seriously, go home earlier!", she offered.
"I can do it", you added, crossing over the task you had completed on your post it note and writing two more down, "Sophia just started her ballet class and Alice's nursery had a pantomime today so they're keeping the kids for a little longer", you winked at her, gathering the documents and getting ready to complete the task.
Lately, this was your routine. Drop the girls at school and nursery, head up to work, pick the girls up and drive home before homework, playtime, dinner time and then the bedtime routine. When Daniel was still home, it was usually him doing the school and nursery runs so it wasn't like it added a lot to your routine, but it requires more juggling than you initially thought.
By the time you finished the tasks, you were the only one left, shutting down your laptop and closing all of the doors once you had your belongings all packed into your bag, finally calling it a day and heading to your car.
Picking a very sleepy Alice from nursery and then a pouty Sophia from her ballet class, you tried your best to not bother the youngest one, "how was your class today, princess?", you wondered once you stopped at a red light, turning around slightly so you could look at your daughter's face.
"It was okay", she stated, remaining unusually quiet all the way back home as she looked outside the window.
"I'm going to put Alice down for a little nap and then I'll go and help you with your homework, okay?", you said to Sophia as she set her backpack down near her desk, "I don't have any today", she said, closing the door behind her as you walked to Alice's room, laying her down on the mattress and kissing the top of her head, feeling it warmer than usual.
"Oh, babygirl", you cooed, grabbing the thermometer from the medicine cubby and putting it on her ear, silently hoping it was just you.
A minute later, the result showed she was beggining to develop a fever. Sighing, you stored the thermometer in its box and got the medicine from your bathroom, grabbing the syringe to put it in her mouth when you managed to waker her up without a big fuss.
"I know you don't want this, baby", you cooed as Alice stirred in her sleep, big brown eyes looking up at you with tears welling up on them, "take this for mummy, okay?", you pleaded, "you'll feel better, my love", you said, holding her on your arms so she could fall asleep again.
The tiredness came over you pretty quickly, making you sit on the rocking chair, closing your eyes for a little bit and taking a deep breath. Because she was your second child, you didn't feel like the first time Sophia got sick. While in the first time, you ran around like a headless chicken, ready to bring her to the emergency room and messaging her pediatrician until both your parents' and Daniel's parents assured you and your husband you were doing just fine. So far, she didn't seem to bothered by it, just sleep, so you allowed yourself the moment to rest with her, rubbing her back and showering her with kisses and a good cuddle.
"Mummy?", Sophia asked, knocking on the door of her sister's room to announce she was coming in, "what are we having for dinner?", she asked, taking in the sight of you and her sister.
"Oh", you noted, not having given it much thought until that moment, "we can have spaghetti bolognese, I'll just have to boil some pasta - I think we still have some of those heart shapes pastas daddy brought home the other day -, or we could have some chicken nuggets and rice if you prefer that", you offered, thinking of the meal plan meals you had in the fridge as you didn't feel like cooking everything from scratch tonight.
"The spaghetti bolognese is fine", she whispered, coming closer to you and kissing her sister's hand, "is Alice sick?", she questioned.
"She has a bit of a fever, it's probably something she picked up from in nursery, you used to get these every now and again, too", you explained, brushing the curls away from her eyes, "she'll be fine though. Are you feeling okay, beautiful girl?", you checked with her, wanting to be prepared in case both kids came down with this bug.
"I feel fine", she assured you, kissing your cheek before she saw you get up and grabbing the sling, wrapping her sister against you, "do you want to help me with the pasta then?", you smiled, stretching your hand so she could grab it and you both could head to the kitchen.
"I'll set the plates", Sophias offered, making you kiss the top of her head as a thank you and going back to stirring the pasta while the sauce warmed up in another pot.
You ate the food in a quieter environment that usual, and while the reasonable voice in your head told you that it was due to the fact that everyone was a little tired, the snarky and mean one made you feel guilty.
As you washed up the pots and plates from dinner while Sophia spent some time watching cartoons on TV, your mind took you to the mom guilt feelings, rewinding back to all of the times in the last two weeks where you didn't spend time with either of them separately, all of the times where you had to rush to get out of the house all in one piece and all of the things you weren't doing well.
"Soph", you called, "I'm going upstairs to put Alice down, is there anything I can do for you before I go?", you wondered.
"Can I have your phone so I speak to daddy, please?", she asked, "he hasn't called today", she reasoned, "take it from my pocket, bub", you said, tuning your back to her slightly so she could retrieve the device from the denim material, "call me if you need anything, okay?", you checked with her, "okay, mummy! Night night, Alice, I love you", she waved at her sister who blew her a sloppy kiss.
Sitting down on the sofa, Sophia pressed Daniel's contact, smiling at the love heart on the contact despite having seen it many times before, "hey!", Daniel said, a little surprised to see the little girl's face instead of yours.
"Hi daddy!", she smiled, "mummy is putting Alice to sleep so I thought I'd talk to you for a bit", she said, "I have something to tell you".
"Oh, okay, tell me then", Daniel concerned, sensing that what your daughter wanted to tell him was something troubling her.
"I'm confused", she began, "do you remember that book you and mummy read to me and Alice? The one with the monster who is now doctor?", she tried as Daniel nodded.
Anna Llenas was one of your favourite authors for kids' stories and you always read them to your family. The way they spoke about their emotions and how to deal with them became a great tool to get them to talk openly about how they felt and Sophia seemed to be getting it.
"Yes, baby, what about it?", Daniel asked.
"I feel confused, because today I didn't really want to go to the ballet practice but I did it anyway", she said, "so I was really quiet and my friends noticed it, the teacher, too. And mummy, I think she's upset with me, too", she admitted.
"Well, do you remember what the turtle nurse did in the book?", Daniel questioned, "she had her first aid box full of things that make her heart feell warm and good", Sophia mumbled, "go and get it then, princess", Daniel urged.
Sophia pulled the box from under the sofa. The premise of the activity on the book as simple: the kids had to make a box full of things that helped them regulate their emotions and feelings when they felt confused, sad or anxious. While Alice was still too little to make one, Sophia loved the arts and crafts aspect of it and spent the whole afternoon with Daniel making her perfect first aid kit.
"Do you remember what we do with the bee drawing?", Daniel guided, "we take a big breath in, and then a big breath out", he exemplified, doing it three more times with her before speaking up again, "do you feel better?".
"I do, daddy", she said, fishing out something out of the box, "this is the pillow we made with mummy, she sewed it with my favourite soft fabrics", she smiled at the memory, rubbing it on her cheek, "and a picture of us, look!", she showed Daniel the frame with the picture of the first race Alice attended, the four of you in front of the motorhome with big smiles.
"That's right baby, we can also dance it out a little if you want", Daniel offered but she shook her head, showing him the empty bottle of medicine, "this is the 'No medicine', right?", she checked with him. The bottle was of course empty, but the idea was there.
"That's right! Sometimes we have to say no when we don't want to do some things", Daniel advised, remembering the story well enough without having the actual book in front of him, "to adults, we have to be more careful because there are things that we can't run from, but for your ballet classes, for example, you can say you don't want to go if you don't want to, sweetie", he told her earnestly.
"Okay daddy", she whispered, taking another deep breath with her finger following the wavy bee line on the drawing.
"Promise you'll tell me or mummy whenever that happens?", he asked, "I promise, daddy", she smiled, seeming calmer and happier now.
"That's great, Soph. I'm very proud of you for telling me that", he complimented, "Can I ask you about mummy, princess? Is she still upstairs?", he checked with her, not wanting her to think he didn't care about her anymore.
"Yes, daddy", Sophia smiled before pouting, "she's a little tired, and yesterday I think she was crying. I know I wasn't supposed to be up, but I forgot Snuggles by the door", she explained, mentioning her stuffed teddy that she loved to sleep with, "and when I went to pick it up, I heard mummy sniffling, she was doing it quietly but I heard it still", she told him.
Your daughter confirmed his suspicions. Before he left, you spoke about how you were going to handle two kids and your job, and while at the time it seemed good, the practical side of the conversation looked to be otherwise. He called everyday and he noticed you looking more tired each day, but he justified it on the adjustment. Eventually, there would be a day that you finally adapted to the routine, but that was wishful thinking.
"Soph, are you still on the phone with daddy?", you called from the corridor, loud enough for her to hear but quiet enough that it wouldn't disturb Alice in the sleep you worked so hard in getting her to.
"Hey, gorgeous", Daniel said as you appeared on the screen as Sophia handed you your phone back, "I'm going to get ready for bed, mummy, I'll wait for you when you can read my bedtime story", she smiled, kissing you cheek and saying goodbye to Daniel.
"How was your day?", he asked, "busy busy, but it's over now. Things are going at full speed. Sophia was a bit quieter when she arrived, but she seemed better - no need to rub it in that she's a daddy's girl -, and Alice has caught the bug that has been going around", you shrugged your shoulders, "her temperature is slowly cooling down, and other than that, she's fine", you sighed, "and yours?".
Daniel told you about his meetings, not wanting to pester you too much as he could sense the tiredness you felt, "I'll let you go rest, though. Have a good night, gorgeous", he blew you a kiss before your face disappeared.
Opening his laptop, he looked for a flight that would make him arrive just in time for school pick up, "I can't stay for the rest of the week", Daniel said to the members of the team on the meeting room, "Y/N and the girls need me back home, so if that's okay with you, we'll do these remotely", he half stated, looking for any signs of discontentment or disagreement.
As soon as he got the green light, he couldn't wait to finish that sponsorship content meeting, filming everything he needed to as quickly as possible before bidding goodbye to everyone, going back to the hotel room and pack everything up so he could go to the airport. A long flight away from his wife and kids and all would be well.
Alice didn't sleep all that well, and in turn neither did you, so you called in to work to let them know that you would be working from home as best as you could since your little girl was staying home for the day. Sophia seemed well that morning when you dropped her off at school, soothing your heart from the worries that had plagued you.
"It's me and you, baby girl", you said, kissing the top of her head as she slept on the sling, her fist grasping the fabric of your cardigan as you walked around the house, hoping to really settle her when you heard a car outside.
"Why does that look like daddy?", you mumbled out loud as if Alice could give you her opinion, focusing on the man walking up to the front door and giving you enough time to open it.
"Before you say anything, I had to do it and I won't go back", Daniel raised his hands once he set his luggage inside, closing the door behind him and kissing the top of your head and then Alice's as you stood there surprised.
"Danny, we didn't- I-", you tried, and as if your mouth wouldn't let you lie, the words didn't seem to come out of you.
"I came as soon as I could, and I should've come sooner", he said, "I want to be here for you as much as I can and I need to make sure my girls are okay - all three of them", he looked at you, "Soph told me she heard you crying", he stated as he got you to sit on the sofa in the living room.
"Another point for the greatest mother of the year award", you chastised yourself, taking a deep breath to level out your emotions.
"No, none of that", Daniel offered sternly, "you have been juggling everything on your own and it's harder that we originally thought it would be. I'm sorry it took me so long to come", he apoligised, hands undoing the sling so he could get Alice to rest against his chest instead.
"It's been a lot - and frankly, I haven't been very good at delegating at work", you chuckled, smiling at the delicious sight of a sleeping child on Daniel's chest.
"You also need the 'No medicine' Soph has in her box", he giggled despite the seriousness of the conversation, "I can see that you haven't slept all that much, so why don't you go and have a good sleep?", he suggested, "we'll talk a little bit more about this afterwards, but you need to rest first", he said, "I'll go and pick up Sophia, so you just stay here and take care of yourself, okay?", he said, tapping your butt playfully to get you to get up and head to your bedroom.
While you caught up on sleep, Daniel tidied the house as much as he could before picking up Sophia, who excitedly ran up to her father when she saw him and his sister on the parking lot, "Is mummy with you, too?", she wondered, "no, mummy is resting at home. We are going to get some food for dinner so we can all have a cosy night in, how does that sound?", he questioned, earning cheers from her and her sister who qas thankfully feeling much better, giggling in delight as she clapped her hands.
"Who's that? That's mummy, isn't she looking pretty today, Alice? Yes, she is!", Daniel said as you walked into the kitchen, Sophia's notebook open on the table as she wrote on it, "she didn't want to leave the kitchen and I wanted to make pancakes for their snacks, so we found a middle ground", your husband justified himself.
"It's okay", you smiled, kissing everyone's cheeks and tapping Alice's nose, "well, I'm glad you're feeling better, little miss", you said.
"Also, I'm in charge of dinner. I spoke to the people on your team - I'm their boss' husband so I sort of have some power too", he joked, "and they're going to delegate the work these next few days so you can stay home to rest and just work a teeny tiny little bit. I also plan on doing the school pick ups and cooking", he smiled, proud of his plans.
"I'm okay to help, too, Daniel, really", you tried, "no need for that, like I said! I'm going to take charge of the next few days, there's no reason why I can't and it's going to be great", he giggled, "we're in this together, darling, and there's no way you're carrying this all on your shoulders".
fatherhood is about learning the art of letting go.
dad!daniel ricciardo x you | 2k
warnings – cute shit, mentions of injuries and swearing.
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She was the light of his life the moment she entered it, screaming the house down and crying her lungs out. Pure love personified. She was the apple of his eye, the most precious gift he had ever been given and simultaneously the reason for the grey hair speckling his dark curls; the ones identical to hers. Like him, she was a firecracker, the joker, and the life of the party everywhere she went; smile bright, eyes warm. A rich chestnut brown, flecked with yellow, charming and stunning just like his.
To Daniel, she was your little twin. Your beauty was reflected in her in different ways – in her long locks and dark sense of humour, her tenacity and moral compass. She was strong like you, stoic in her beliefs and confident in her skin.
Smart, magnetic, a bit book-ish like you.
Sporty, energetic and kind like him.
Looking at your daughter was a daily reminder that he was half him and half you – a beautiful symbol of your love, your miracle.
“How ya doin’ back there kiddo?”
“Fine,” She mumbled under her breath, eyes focused on the perfect distraction from the morning ahead – her phone.
You and Daniel shared a knowing glance; traffic building at the lights as you waited for the signal. There was no doubt in your mind that your daughter was saving herself from a stirring speech by bottling up her feelings. Her father was basically a glorified inspirational speaker in his retirement and she had been on the receiving end of too many over the years – each one cheesier than the last, she would confess to you whenever he was out of ear shot.
“Does Dad realise that I’m not one of his rookie drivers? Like, I know what I need to do to win.”
Strong in her convictions, just like him. A carbon copy.
“Remember to keep your elbows out today, especially around that Maddy girl. I know her dad and I reckon she’s dirty like him so watch her at the sta – ouch.”
Your fingernails digging into his forearm cut off Daniel’s spiel, his eyebrows furrowed and silently asking, ‘what the fuck was that for’.
“Just have fun out there, sweetheart,” You interrupted, saving your daughter from her father’s pep-talk, “Keep your elbows tucked in, shoulders with the part like you were taught.”
Daniel sighed and turned his attention back to the busy streets of Fremantle, weaving his way through the traffic like he was back in Monaco, living out the glory days. He was the first to admit that he was living vicariously through her and passionate about what the world had in store for his not-so-little girl. He saw so much of himself in her now, sixteen and on the cusp of what could be.
But you saw things differently to him. Her path wasn’t paved so clearly in your eyes and you made sure that she remained open to whatever life had to bring. She had it all in front of her; possibilities endless with opportunity and success but that didn’t have to be racing. Your dreams for her weren’t as rigid as Daniel’s; his plan to move the family back to the UK had been vetoed by you when your daughter came to you in tears, begging to stay in school and graduate with her friends.
“But babe, those friends don’t last. It’s all just in the moment when this could be her chance at getting her foot in the door,” He argued until he was red in the face.
“Says the guy who just had Blake and his wife around last week for dinner? Come on, Dan – it’s only a year away.”
“Realistically we should’ve moved when she showed an interest in bikes…” He grumbled, frustration simmering behind his closed eyes.
“What? When she was four? Baby, she’s only sixteen but still, she has her dreams set on riding and when the time is right, we will do everything we can to help her make that a reality…”
Your voice was soft; calming as you rounded the dining table and nestled into the open arms of your husband, “Just let her take the lead.”
Daniel dropped his head onto the top of yours and sighed, “You’re right.”
“I almost always am.”
That wasn’t the last conversation you and your husband had about Joey’s future, her grandfather and namesake chiming in with what he thought was the best thing for her budding career. She was the pride and joy of the whole family; everyone saw her talent from a young age but that kind of pressure had to be managed and that had become your life’s work. Her youth had been so hyper focussed on honing her craft that sometimes you felt like she had lost her childhood to the trials and tribulations of racing.
So you put your foot down where you could; namely saving your daughter from having to sit through another car ride hearing all about her dad’s accomplishments and mistakes – hoping she would learn from him but you both knew better than that. She was so young and so ready to make her own mistakes to learn from, like it should be.
She was stronger than both you ever were – a perfect amalgamation of your love.
One of hardest part about race day for Daniel was taking a step back. Of course everyone knew who Joey’s dad was and of course she copped shit for it. Your dad’s a flog and the only reason you’re here is because of him, had been a couple of the unsavoury post-race reports your daughter eventually confessed to you – teary eyed while she begged for you not to tell Daniel but you did because if anyone knew the power of harnessing negative energy, it was your husband.
But the hardest part of all for Daniel was controlling his emotions. He had Italian blood coursing through his veins after all, passionate and fiercely protective of both his girls. Once Joey came along, you knew the papa bear within that had been lying dormant would arise and alas, you were right. All of those crazy nights in bars all around the world, fighting off sleazy men had prepared him to be a girl-dad.
That side to him was glorious to you, endlessly sexy and usually rendered you useless when he decided to bust out the dad moves but to his teenage daughter, he was a total embarrassment.
“Racing under number 33 is Joey James Ricciardo.”
“Give ‘em hell, JJ!”
Daniel’s loud woo echoed through the small crowd, heads turning in your direction including your daughters and you could sense her scowl under the helmet – mortified.
“Daniel,” You scolded, smacking your husband gently, “She’ll kill us both.”
“I know I know,” He grimaced, “Fuck, I’m sorry – I can’t help it... That’s our baby girl out there.”
The image of your daughter, barely two years old, always flashed in your memory when he said things like that. It reminded you of the weeks spent teaching her how to walk. She was so small but so tenacious and you could see that same proud glimmer in Daniel’s eyes now as he did watching her take her first steps. It was mixed with the same wash of fear he had when he let go of her bike seat down that old gravelled road for the first time, praying to god she didn’t hurt herself and end up with tears and scraped knees.
And sure, that happened. Many Band-Aids and tubes of antiseptic were applied to her bloodied elbows and knees but she was a kid after all, feeling every bump in the road until she found her strengths and soared above the rest. She was as quick as a whip and even faster on track – destined to be her own hero but always inspired by her first.
“I’m gonna be sick,” Daniel mumbled as the two of you waited for the race to begin, his foot tapping on the dead grass and nails already chewed down to the skin.
His white cap was still pulled down, disguised as a promise to his daughter who wanted him to just blend in. Wishful thinking. But there was a time that she didn’t want him to come to her meets, insisting that her life would be so much easier if her dad wasn’t ‘the Daniel Ricciardo’ but you couldn’t buckle on that one.
“Your dad is a strong man but that would kill him, J.”
“But he yells out and brags to all the parents about me and the other kids bully me for it… He doesn’t understand how hard it is being a Ricciardo.”
“Hey,” Daniel’s soft voice startled you both, heads flying towards your daughter’s bedroom door, “If that’s what you want, honey I can stay home.”
She sighed heavily and clutched the lilac pillow on her lap, “I want you there, Dad but people are so mean to me and I just want to be normal for once.”
The mattress dipped as Daniel sat down beside you and reached out for his daughters hands, “You can be anyone you want to be, darlin’ – just say the word and we’ll make it happen. We can be normal… or try to be normal.”
You couldn’t help but chuckle at your husband and give him a teasing nudge, “Try being the operative word.”
Daniel smiled and shrugged, “I’ll even wear a disguise. How about that?”
And here you were, hidden behind a couple of gum trees watching your daughter flying through the air and making her fathers hair greyer with every passing second. She was a force to be reckoned with and karmic retribution for all the years you spent white knuckling in garages across the globe.
“Now you know how I felt back when you were racing. Karma is a bitch, my love.”
“Maybe encouraging her to do this was a bad idea after all…” Daniel groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose with his shaky fingers as you slid an arm around his waist and pulled him close.
“This is sleepover camp all over again. You have to learn how to somehow let her go and spread her wings. That’s all she ever says to me, you know? I wanna be like dad – not afraid, free.”
“I didn’t even realise she felt like that…”
You softly smiled at your husband and pressed a soft kiss to his stubbled cheek, “Don’t tell her I told you.”
my hope for this little story is to build a cute world around it. i have a really nice outline for another part of this story so let me know if that's something you would like. and thank you to @vetteltea for her supportive nudge to post this x
Daniel and you weren't the best friends. Your daughter changes things pretty quickly. Fluff.
Note: this was supposed to be enemies to lovers, but I got engaged writing all the fluff and forgot about the enemies stuff, you just have to believe me.
Warnings: none? Just tell me if you find something.
"Hey cunt"
"Hey bitch"
You let yourself fall on the chair.
"When will you stop?" Blake groaned.
"When she grows up" Daniel said.
Blake sighed.
"When is Sunny coming?" Michael asked.
"Her dad is dropping her soon. Then we can leave"
"Cool, can't wait to see her"
You smiled at Michael.
"She is excited about the trip too"
Daniel was observing. You were nice to everyone. You liked everyone. But you didn't like him and he didn't like you. So, having the same group of friends could be fun sometimes. Plus you had a daughter. A little girl that looked just like you and hated him as much as you. She was like a little cat that would hiss to him anytime he was near.
You received a message and disappeared from the studio. Sunny was here.
"Well"
Daniel looked at his friends when they looked at him expecting something.
"Well?"
"Are you dropping that stupid facade for the weekend?"
"What?"
"You like her" Scotty said.
"I don't"
"You do" Blake added.
"No, mate. I don't. We hate eachother."
"She hates you but you love her"
Daniel groaned and got up, showing them a finger and walking to the kitchen. He filled a cup of water and suddenly he heard the door and the usual happiness that Sunny brought.
He observed the image from the kitchen. Your girl hugged his friends, she laughed when Scotty tickled her and kissed Blake's cheek. She laughed like a maniac when Michael easily lift her from the floor. He felt something on his chest. His friends weren't so wrong after all.
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"I have never been there" Sunny said. She had been talking nonstop
"Haven't you?" Michael asked.
"No, but mum says it's really nice"
"It is. We already went there in summer"
"I was with Dad"
"Yes you were" You told your daughter. They all knew that your relationship with your ex was really bad. The only moments you see eachother was when you had to pick Sunny or something related to her. That trip had helped you to not feel so lonely without your daughter.
"And can we swim on the river?"
"The water is really cold" Scotty said.
Daniel was sitting at the back of the van, all of you thought he was asleep with his headphones on. But he was currently listening.
"Well, I'm a big girl. I take swim lessons" Sunny said with a smile.
Daniel smiled too, but tried to hide it.
"But it's winter, princess" You told her.
She frowned.
"So... We don't swim in winter"
"You will get your feet frozen" Michael tickled her and she laughed.
"I'm excited"
You arrived soon and Sunny jumped from the van as soon as she could.
You all spent the day walking around and doing anything Sunny wanted. She had a bunch of grown men eating from her palm and couldn't be more spoiled.
"Look at the house" She exclaimed "It's amazing"
"Pretty big, huh" Daniel said. It was innocent, but the little girl turned and frowned. "Ok, like Mother, like daughter"
Daniel scoffed and walked away.
"Sunny, don't be rude" You said because that's not how you wanted your girl to be.
Things were Danny stayed, as usual, you two keeping the distance and occasionally having a little fight or argument about things that in the other's eyes couldn't be more stupid. It was obvious that Sunny copied a lot for you. As you and Daniel hadn't been the greatest friends during her life, she hadn't grown close to him. He was just someone in her life that she knew and sometimes spend a day or two with. But she wasn't as friends with him as she was with the other. She didn't run to him when she was excited or sat on his lap to have a snack.
You barely noticed it because it was you who had done that. But Daniel did. He played and participated in the games, but he was never the little girl's option and barely talked to her.
But the day went on and no one seemed to noticed.
You were coming back for a hike, an easy one although Sunny had got some piggybacks from her Uncles when she got tired. You were thinking about how it had been a couple of minutes since you had heard her for the last time. So you turned around. "Scotty, where is Sunny?"
"She was with Blake"
We both looked at him.
"I thought she was with you, YN. She ran to you"
You felt dizzy and your heart beating like mad. The panic mode settled because any of you could see her.
"Sunny" You called her name in panic. She wasn't anywhere. Not back in path, not ahead, not looking your insects on the sides.
Michael was quickly steadying you when your knees became shaky.
"Okay, okay. We will fin her, YN. She can't be far"
"M-my daughter is lost... In the forest! It's getting dark" You were brushing the panic attack with your fingers.
Daniel had a knot on his chest.
"Let's go in different ways. She is too little, can't be far" He said before entering on the forest on his own.
He jumped over bushes and got scratches on his legs while looking for another path he knew was close. Meanwhile, Michael was taking you to the house.
"Sunny!" Daniel ran through the path. He felt like throwing up. He had never felt so nervous. "Sunny! Where are you?"
The sun was going down and it was getting too cold.
Michael was trying to help you breathing in the living room. You were having a really bad panic attack. You little princess was lost in the forest.
"Sunny!"
And suddenly, close to the river in a rock, he saw the yellow coat. He stopped on his tracks and panted out of breath.
There she was. She was sitting on the shore, with a stick moving a leaf in the water. Daniel had never felt such a relief.
"Sunny!" He called her and she turned around. He felt his heart shuttering. She was sobbing, she had a pout on her lips and her eyes were full of tears.
"Danny!" She said terrified.
Hearing her calling his name like that was even worst. She was so scared. Daniel ran to her and Sunny got up from the floor.
Daniel picked her from the floor and hugged her tight. Sunny grabbed into him with arms and legs, hanging like a koala and crying on his neck.
"Okay, okay. You are fine. You are fine, Sunny" He said while caressing her hair. "You are with me"
"I couldn't find Mommy" She whimpered. "I was picking flowers and I couldn't find Mommy."
"Mommy is at the house. She is waiting for you"
"It's getting dark. I don't like the dark"
Daniel carefully picked her coat and covered her with it. She grabbed his clothes tighter and sniffed.
"I want to go"
"Yes, sweetie. We are going back. Don't worry, okay?" He said.
His heart was beating so fast. He was hugging her so tight. He wanted to feel Sunny close. He had never felt so terrified.
"I'm scared, Danny"
"It's fine. Nothing will happen. I'm with you. I will take care of you"
Daniel kissed her head softly.
"Close your eyes and think about pretty things"
Sunny did, she hid on Daniel's hoodie.
"My mum is really pretty" She said.
Daniel smiled a bit. "She is"
"I want to be as pretty as her when I'm older"
"I'm sure you will. Plus, you are really pretty now, you know?"
"Thank you"
Daniel was blushing.
He stepped on a branch and Sunny squeaked.
"Hey, it's fine. I won't let anything happen, remember?"
She nodded and hugged his neck. She was cold.
"The house"
He smiled.
"Yes. I think Mum will be pretty nervous once we get there."
"Why"
"Because she got really scared when we couldn't find you"
"How can I help her?"
Daniel stopped walking.
"Let's do something. Let's fix your clothes and your hair so she finds you all cute and nice dressed."
Sunny nodded with a smile. Daniel put her on the ground and helped her with the leaves on her hair and her messy clothes. They cleaned the dirt and Daniel helped her with her ponytail.
"How do you know how to tie my hair?"
"I have a niece."
"Can I meet her?"
Daniel looked at her
"She lives in Australia"
Sunny shrugged.
"I have never been there"
Daniel crouched down in front of her and helped her with the coat.
"Maybe one day you can go"
"I will tell mum"
Daniel swallowed. You would never go to Australia. Maybe to Melbourne with Scotty. But not home with him.
"Okay, there you are. So pretty"
"Like Mommy?"
Daniel nodded.
"Like Mommy" It was true. She looked so much like you. And you were a beautiful woman.
"Let's go"
But Sunny made grabby hands.
"Please"
"Okay, come here"
Daniel picked her and carried her on his waist. He knocked the door and Blake was the one opening. They were all there and everyone sighed in relief. They had given up and come back to the house to have a new plan.
When all your friends sighed after the door was opened, you lift your head from Michael's chest.
It was as if a wave of energy ran over you. You jumped from the sofa and ran to Daniel and Sunny. Catching everyone by surprise, you hugged both of them. Not only Sunny like everyone expected. You snaked your amrs around both of them and tucked you face between theirs.
"Mommy! I'm back" Sunny hugged your neck and you cried harder.
Daniel was frozen, he couldn't move. He had never felt like this. He felt overwhelmed.
"Mommy! Danny helped me. I was scared but he said he would protect me" Sunny was excited. She couldn't understand how terrifying it had been. She had just spent some time alone in the forest and had gotten scared.
You pulled back and looked at Daniel. He felt his legs shaking. Then you cupped his check with one hand and said in the most sincere voice:
"Thank you"
He nodded. He couldn't speak.
After looking at him, into his eyes, you turned to Sunny because it felt too much. You couldn't explain how you were feeling. How Daniel bringing back your daughter had affected you.
"Are you okay, Sunny? Are you hurt?"
She shook her head. "I was a bit scared. And cried. But Danny found me"
"She was so brave" Daniel whispered.
You looked at him and he made a gesture. You picked Sunny from his arms and you daughter gave you a big hug. You kissed her cheek and touched her hair.
Daniel dried his hands on his trousers and looked around. His friends were looking at him. They all seemed speachless.
"Um... I'm... I need some water" And he went to the kitchen.
You followed him with your eyes and swallowed the lump in your throat.
"I'm tired" Sunny said.
You looked down at her. The coat was closed, her ponytail was done but had some strands of hair falling on the sides of her face and there was some dirt on her cheek. It looked as if someone had brushed it off. Just like her trousers.
You bit you lip and touched her chin.
"Let's have a bath and then we can have dinner"
She nodded and ran to the stairs.
"Be careful!"
You got up and dried your tears.
"YN..." Michael started. "How are you?"
"Fine. Better. I'm... I'm glad"
He nodded.
Daniel was outside. He had quietly opened the back door and gone outside to breath fresh air. It was consuming him. He needed to do something soon.
You got Sunny in the bath and while you were washing her hair, you asked.
"Sunny, baby. Did Daniel fix your hair?" It was styled differently to what you usually did with her hair.
"Yes. We fixed my clothes too so you wouldn't get more scared."
You bit back the tears.
"Oh, well... Um... You have to thank him for finding you, okay?"
She nodded. You were unsure of what to say and if you really need to approach him.
When Daniel went back inside, Blake was in the kitchen.
"They are upstairs having a bath. We are having dinner soon"
He nodded.
"How are you, mate?"
Daniel shrugged.
"It's weird."
Blake nodded. "I'm sure she doesn't hate you. You two just got used to be like this"
Daniel sighed.
"Plus, Sunny was pretty comfortable with you. That's a lot for her"
Daniel leaned on the counter and opened a beer.
"She even kissed you. Was it the first time?"
Daniel nodded. "I don't think we've ever hugged"
"Well, that's a lot"
"I just found her daughter. She was having a panic attack."
"Mate..."
Daniel left the safety of the kitchen and went to the living room. Sunny was sitting with a book by herself and close to the fireplace. Daniel doubted about if he should go and talk to her without you around. He did at the end.
"Hey, Sunny" He sat close to her but not too close. He wanted to be respectful.
"Hi, Daniel" Sunny smiled sweetly.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Yes. I'm clean now. My mum found leaves in my hair" She giggled and Daniel smiled. "And I'm a bit tired. We played a lot today"
"A lot yeah" Daniel had barely played with her. It was all the boys. He simply watched.
"My Mommy told me that I have to say thank you to you"
Daniel left a shaky breath out.
"Thank you, Danny" Sunny got up and hugged his neck.
Any of them knew you were watching, hidden in the darkness of the upper stairs and covering your mouth. You observed how Daniel was doubting, how he frowned a bit when Sunny hugged his neck but after a while he found the courage to hug her. His hands were big in your daughter. Just how you had seen him hugging his friends, Daniel tucked himself on Sunny's shoulder. And Sunny giggled and told him his beard was tickling her. You felt unwell. You heart was beating fast. It wasn't supposed to be happening.
Then Sunny pulled back and turned around, sitting between his legs and still with the warmth of his arms around her and reaching her book. "Let's read together".
You bit your lip and dried a tear.
Daniel's hands were shaking. He adored Sunny. He felt so happy when he started reading for her.
"Ow well" Scotty smiled when he came inside and found them. "At least one of the girls can stand you" He said not knowing you were listening.
It hurt. When you all sat to have dinner, everyone thought you were quiet. Michael whispered to Scotty that you were probably exhausted.
Sunny was sitting between you and Blake. Daniel was in front of Blake and had a fond smile while hearing your daughter talk.
"I thought you were tired" He said when Sunny said she wanted to watch a film.
"I am. But a film will help me sleeping better and have cool dreams." She said and looked at you. 'Please?"
You smiled and touched her cheek.
"Okay. But only one."
She nodded.
"Cool"
You leaned and kissed her head before getting up.
"I'll bring the dessert."
Sunny gave you her best puppy eyes.
"Yes honey, chocolate pudding for you"
Everyone laughed. You were in the kitchen lost in your thoughts when you heard steps behind you. Somehow you knew who it was.
You turned slowly.
"Hey" Daniel said. "Need help?"
You smiled a bit.
"With the fruit"
"OK"
He took the big bowl of fruit and looked at you. You took a deep breath. You were a grown woman. Your daughter had done it. You could do it.
"Thank you"
"It's just fruit" He shrugged it.
"You know I'm not talking about the fruit" You said. You didn't want to get angry now.
He sighed.
"It's nothing."
"It's something. I treat you like shit and you jump to the forest the second my daughter gets lost."
"How could I not?" He said and took a step closer.
You had to lower your head to not look at him.
"You would have done the same. We may argue like little kids, but... I know that you... Fuck. I care about you, okay? Maybe you care about me too."
You notice how he hadn't said the word hate. You smiled a bit. You didn't hate him. He just irritated you.
"I do"
Daniel smiled. He knew that it wasn't appropriate but he wanted to kiss you.
"I never told you" He said. You swallowed, what was this about? "But you have an amazing kid"
You smiled a bit and your eyes got watery.
"I do. She is the best"
"Like Mother, like daughter" Hearing him said that again in such a different context almost knocks you to the floor. You smiled and gently touched his arm.
"Thank you again. For bringing her back and fixing her clothes and hair"
He blushed.
"She told you"
"Never tell Sunny your secrets" You said smiling.
He chuckled.
"It's nice to know that"
You chuckled.
"She likes to have all her hair back, though. No loose strands."
"I did my best"
"Your best is crap, Ricciardo" Falling back to the bickering routine felt so comforting now.
"Fuck off" He answered with a smile.
When you two went back to the living room, Scotty chuckled.
"Wow, how is it that you two are smiling?"
"Fuck off, Scotty."
You turned and slapped Danny's arm.
"No bad words in front of my kid"
Sunny giggled and covered her mouth.
"Sorry, Sunny. Don't say that. At least in front of your mother."
"Promised!" She said and reached for her pudding.
You rolled your eyes.
Sunny obviously was too tired for the film and halfway through The Grinch, her eyes started closing. She was sitting on the floor with Michael sharing a bowl of grapes when she yawned the first time.
"Someone's tired" Blake said and got up. "Tea?"
As a waiter, he noted the teas and went to the kitchen.
"Sunny, baby" She turned to you. "Come here with me"
"I'm good here"
"I know, but you are tired. Come here with Mommy"
"But..."
Michael smiled at the girls stubbornness. Daniel was quietly observing.
"No buts. Come here"
She dramatically sighed and complained. Scotty laughed but you shot him a cold glare and he covered his mouth. Daniel thought you were a great mother.
Sunny climbed in the sofa next to you and laid her head on chest, you hugged her close to your side.
"Here" Daniel, who had been sitting on the other side of the sofa, passed you a blanket.
"Thanks".
You covered Sunny with it and she smiled.
"Thanks, Danny"
"You welcome, Sunny"
Nobody payed attention to the interaction, but it warmed your heart and cheeks.
Blake had to find another place to sit because the princess, as he said, had taken his whole seat.
Sunny was giggling and you thought it was bacuse of the film because she loved the Grinch. But at some point you felt her moving and looked down. Danny's hand was hidden under the blanket and Sunny was shaking her feet. You observed quietly until the blanket moved a bit and revealed Danny's tattooed hand. You looked at his hand and saw how he was smiling and biting his lip, watching the film and trying to not laugh. He was tickling her feet and everytime she giggled he had to stop himself from laughing to.
You heart beated so fast. Then he catched you watching and blushed deeply. You smiled. Why were you suddenly so fond of him?
"You will put her to sleep" You told him.
He simply said okay with a smile and pulled a bit from Sunny's sock.
"Danny! You are so annoying!" She complained.
"Yes. I say that all the time, Sunny" Blake agreed.
You all laughed. You liked how Sunny was around Danny. They kind of matched their energies and she looked so comfortable with him now. You felt kind of bad because maybe your own attitude around Daniel had affected her.
"Danny!" Sunny kicked him when he pinched her toe and Danny gasped.
"Hey! Sunny no."
Sunny looked at you with big eyes.
"Sunny, what did I said about hitting people?"
Daniel felt so bad when Sunny pouted. He didn't want to give her problems.
"But he..."
"I don't care. Hitting someone it's not a solution."
"He was annoying" She crossed her arms.
"YN..." Daniel whispered. He was scared of talking louder
"Apologize to Daniel" You said.
Sunny frowned and turned to Daniel. His heart broke when he saw a tear down her cheek.
"I'm sorry, Danny"
She reached his hand and dried the tear.
"No problem, sweetheart. I'm sorry too." He said.
You looked at him.
"Dan..."
You had never called him that.
The others had forgotten about the film and were watching you instead.
"It's fine. It was a little misunderstanding. Right, Sunny? I won't bother you again"
"Okay. I won't have to kick you again then"
Everyone laughed.
"Yeah, what I said. Like Mother, like daughter"
"What does it mean?"
"That you are so much like your mum" He said and looked at you. You smiled at him.
"Had my mum kicked you?"
The look you gave him could have killed kittens.
"No" He quickly said.
"Then?"
"You are sassy like her. But cuter"
"Yeah. And as pretty as her. Like you said in the forest"
Michael gasped, Blake covered his mouth and Scotty almost laughs out loud. You were looking at Daniel. You were shocked and so was he. But Sunny seemed pretty happy.
"Yeah. No secrets with you" Daniel whispered and tickled her a bit. He was blushing so hard he even felt hot on his clothes.
You couldn't speak.
"I love kids. I want some of my own" Scotty said.
Daniel and you turned uncomfortably. Sunny yawned and laid back on you. "Tickle me, please. But slowly. Like Mommy does it"
Daniel thought that he had no idea of how you did it. And you saw it. You took his hand and put it on her ankle. Softly you caressed her skin and he took the hint. It felt good. It felt so good to touch him like this. You felt comfortable around him now. You suddenly wanted him around.
Daniel smiled softly when Sunny nuzzled into the blanket and closed her eyes. He had barely interacted with the girl before the trip and now he couldn't stop thinking of how much he would miss her. It was more than clear now that he was in love with you.
Your hands were shaking. You were so confused. So much.
The film ended and Sunny was tight asleep. So you picked her and got up.
"Good night, guys" You said softly and with a smile.
"Good night" The four of them answered.
Once you were out of side, his friends looked at him.
"Step Dad on the making?" Blake asked.
"What? No" Daniel sat straight on the sofa. "Don't be stupid."
"Oh, c'mon" Michael threw him a grape. "You are head over heels for her. And her cute little daughter has you eating from her palm"
Daniel threw the grape back and Michael trapped it.
"I just..."
You stopped when you heard him. Sunny was already on the bed and you were on your way to the toilet.
"I was always jealous of your friendship. With both of them actually. Fighting her is fun and everything. But... I love kids."
You felt like shit. You needed to fix this. You needed to apologize.
The next morning was really cold. You turned in bed and looked for Sunny with your hand. She wasn't there. You sat on the bed and looked around. She wasn't in the bedroom so you ran out. You ran downstairs after checking the rooms. You saw Scotty's butt by accident, but no one needed to know about that.
You grabbed a coat and ran outside while throwing it over yourself. You jumped down the porch stairs. How the fuck did you loose your daughter twice in the same weekend?
But you didn't ran far. There, in front of you and right next to the creek, Sunny watched something in the water with Daniel by her side. She was wearing a big Ric Rodeo hoodie and one of Scotty's beanies. She looked so cute and small on it and once again you were feeling all of those things. She was wearing Danny's clothes, she was curiously asking things and he was there with her answer with a smile. And all your fear dissipated.
You walked slowly to them.
"Good morning" You said with a smile.
They both turned around and Sunny smiled so big.
"Good morning, Mommy. I woke up super soon and was bored. And I found Danny on the living room. We played the questions game and then I was super bored again. So we came here to look for fishes. Look, there are tiny fishes in there"
You chuckled.
"You did a lot of things" You leaned and kissed her head.
"Yes. Danny is super cool and funny"
Daniel laughed a bit.
"I'm not that cool"
"You are. And your clothes are cool. He said he will make kids clothes the next time for me, his niece and nephew"
You looked at Daniel. He was blushing. Did he usually blush this much?
"And he will do one purple"
"You really like purple." You told her.
She nodded.
"What do you say?"
"Thank you, Danny"
"No problem, sweetheart"
Sunny smiled and turned back to the river. Daniel looked at you.
"Morning" He said softly.
"Morning"
Feeling brave, you reached for his forearm. "Can we talk later?"
He was surprised, but nodded.
"Look!"
Sunny pointed at the water and you both turned to look. She was so excited.
"That's a huge fish!" Daniel said completely matching her energy.
She giggled and surprisingly, leaned into him. Daniel opened his arms and fixed the big hoodie.
"I want to come back on Summer and swim with the fish." She told you.
"Oh, we will." You pinched her cheek and she smiled.
"Danny is from Australia"
"I know"
"We haven't been there"
"Do you want to?"
Daniel couldn't contain the happiness.
"Yes. We can go and visit Scotty's house, Mike's house, Danny's house, Blake's house..."
"Wow. That's a lot of houses to visit"
She nodded.
"And the beach. Danny said there is a beach in Perth. I really love the beach, Danny."
"I'm sure you do" He answer.
"We can plan a trip to Australia." You said.
Daniel felt his heart beating fast.
"My home is your home so... Whenever you want"
You looked at him. How had you gone from fighting to this?
"That's so nice of Daniel, right Sunny?"
She nodded and opened her arms.
"Thank you!"
Daniel hugged Sunny and she giggled.
"Hey! Breakfast is ready!"
"Yay!"
Sunny ran to the house.
"Be careful! The hoodie is too big!"
"I couldn't find her coat"
"Yeah, it's on the bedroom" You awkwardly said. "Thank you."
"For?"
He crossed his arms on his chest and walked closer to you. You found yourself dreaminly watching his brown eyes.
"For last night, for this morning... She can be too much" You said.
"She is not"
"Well, I think you are too much too. You match energies pretty well"
He smiled.
"That's true"
You bit your lip. He smiled.
"She is a really nice kid. So intelligent. I'm having fun with her"
You swallowed and touched his forearm. You couldn't get yourself to grab his hand.
"I'm sorry" You whispered.
He frowned. "For what?"
"I-I shouldn't have let our bickering affect her"
"Has it?"
"Yes. It has and I feel horrible for it because she adores you now and before she wouldn't even talk to you. Only because she saw I didn't like you"
Daniel grabbed you by your shoulders.
"Hey, she doesn't even know it. She is fine. I will stop if you ask me to."
"I don't want you to" You cut him. "You are good for her. She likes you a lot. And... I'm really so thankful for you help."
"Maybe we should have some truce."
You nodded slowly and Daniel smiled. He was so pretty.
"And... You are always welcome to Australia."
"Thank you"
"Peace?"
You nodded again
"Peace"
"Now, let's go and have breakfast"
.............................
"But I don't want to go" Sunny was crying on your arms. There was nothing you could tell her. "I don't want to go home. I want to stay here."
"But sweetheart. We have to leave. There is school and your dad..."
"No!"
"Hey" Daniel walked closer.
"You know what? We are all celebrating Christmas together"
Sunny looked at him and pouted.
"Yes?"
You nodded and kissed her cheek.
"You will come? And Blake and..."
"All of us"
Sunny reached her arms to Daniel and he took her on his arms.
"I'm going to miss you, Danny"
You caressed her head and he kissed her cheek.
"Me too, Sunny"
Sunny gave a big hug to everyone.
"Dan" You pulled him away from the group.
"Sunny likes to call the guys often"
Daniel felt a sting of jealousy. He didn't know about that.
"I'm sure she will want to call you now"
He smiled.
"That's fine. Just text before, okay?"
You nodded.
"Of course."
You didn't know that that innocent action would be the beginning.
The text became usual. He would ask about Sunny at first but soon he also started asking about you. Also the video calls in which Sunny insisted you had to say hi even when you were on your worst clothes.
"So... Danny and you? Are you sworn enemies anymore?" Michael asked.
You blushed and shook your head.
"See. It wasn't that bad"
You looked at him.
"It's Sunny's fault"
"It's your fault. You two are too stupid to see that you could be great together"
You walked pass him.
"Don't run. He is coming in a bit. It's the perfect day, YN"
You sighed dramatically.
"Michael I..."
"What? He is really excited about tonight, YN"
"I know. Sunny keeps telling me"
"See? Your daughter is already his bestie. He is the perfect stepdad. He is what you two are missing"
"We are perfectly fine like this"
Michael sighed.
"That's not what I meant"
The door opened and Blake came in with a very pleased Sunny. "Look, Mommy"
"Oh" You laughed and Blake shrugged.
"The girl has those eyes..."
"Uncle Blake said that I behaved so well at the store so he bought me a lollipop."
It wasn't long until Danny came back with Scotty and Chloe.
"Hey" He hugged you tight. It was the first time you two were together since the trip and now Mike's words were so loud in your head. "How are you?"
"Fine, I'm fine"
"Danny!"
Sunny appeared next to you, pulling your clothes and some distance between Daniel and you.
"Oh shit, you've grown a lot! Look at you. I almost didn't recognise you"
Daniel scooped her up in his arms and Sunny hugged his neck.
"Missed you a lot" She said. Daniel kissed her head and smiled.
"I missed you a lot too, Sunny"
You did well during the dinner, Chloe sitting on one side of you and Mike on the other was helping a lot to distract you from the fact that Sunny had chosen to sit between Blake and Danny and the driver was the one helping her with her dinner.
Then the gifts came and you all exchanged packages. Obviously, Sunny was the one with the most gifts. She was so happy. She got toys, a little skateboard and shoes just like the ones she had seen Scotty wearing once. But it was the last package the one she loved the most.
Sunny tore the paper and gasped. Her eyes moved to Daniel and she jumped up before running to him, who was sitting on the floor.
"oof" He groaned when she hit him on the belly. But he pulled close and laughed when she screamed thank you. "Do you like it?!"
She nodded and took the gift, showing it to me and jumping happily.
"What is that honey?" I asked knowing well what it was.
"The hoodie Danny promised me!" She turned to the driver again. "It's purple! And it has a sun! Like me!"
Daniel laughed nodding.
Your heart was beating so fast. Just as he had told her, Daniel had made a kid's merch line. Inside the sun, there was a Ric3.
"Mommy! Do you like it?"
"I love it" You pulled her closer and helped her putting the hoodie on. "Beautiful"
Daniel looked at you and let a shaky breath out. He had a plan. A plan for today. It would be the day.
Everything was smoothly working, you guys watching a film with Sunny, the girl wanting to sit between Dan and you, the others leaving earlier because they had parties in clubs or other's friends' houses... Daniel was finally left alone with you two.
You were in the kitchen getting Sunny a cup of milk when you heard the girl talk.
"Don't you have to go to a party, Danny?"
"Nop"
"But you have a lot of friends"
"I know. But I don't have plans for tonight"
"You do. You are here with Mommy and me. We can watch films all night and have a sleepover. And tomorrow you can come to Grandma's to see what Santa has left there for me and..."
Daniel bit his lip and looked at you. You were in the doorframe looking at him.
"Danny!"
Daniel looked down.
"Were you listening? Mommy and I always go and have breakfast outside when I don't have school. You should definitely come with us"
You walked to them and sat behind Sunny.
"You need to ask nicely. Maybe Danny has plans for tomorrow. Or wants to go home to sleep."
Daniel couldn't believe it.
"Would you like to say for a sleepover with Mommy and I and go to have breakfast down the street with us too?" She said in a hurry and then took a breath to recover.
Daniel's hands were shaky. He would love to. But you?
Again, he checked on you and it was surprising how easily you cached what he meant. You nodded slowly.
"I would love that"
"Nice! Let's go and get our pijamas" Then she gasped. "Oh, but you don't have pijamas! Mommy, do we have something for Danny?"
At the end you end up giving Daniel some of your biggest clothes, that looked funny and short on his ankles. But you felt soft. You couldn't stop smiling and giggling. And Sunny was happy too.
She got everything ready in the living room for the sleepover and nestled between your bodies. One film became two and she was still so energetic, way to excited because Daniel was there. And you didn't know well how bit had ended up laying against his side with your arms around your daughter.
"Can you play with my hair Mommy?"
"Are you tired, honey?"
"No"
Daniel and you chuckled at the same time. He was feeling great. He couldn't believe you were tucked under his arm and your daughter had her hand on his thigh. It was so organic to take her little hand on his and draw circles on the palm. Between yours on her hair and his on her hand, Sunny drifted to sleep quickly and you wondered if Mike was right. You two were perfectly fine together, but maybe Daniel was the missing piece.
Daniel thought you both were asleep, he couldn't, he was shaking. He hadn't felt this nervous around someone in ages. He was the cool guy.
The girl moved a bit and Daniel carefully grabbed her by the shoulders. You stayed still for a moment wondering what he was doing. And then he grabbed her and put her on his chest.
"Danny?"
"It's okay. I'm going to lay you down"
"Okay"
You lifted your hand to touch his back when he sat forward in the sofa and he squeaked.
"I-I though you were asleep" He whispered.
Sunny groaned.
"I thought she was uncomfortable"
"Don't worry, we do this a lot"
"Yeah?"
"Lay back"
Daniel laid back and you curled yourself next to him.
Any of you said much more than soft good nights. And in the morning, you were the first who woke up. During the nights, you had sifted positions. The sofa wasn't big enough, but you had managed to cuddle with Danny and keep Sunny sleeping on you.
The girl was deep asleep with her face hidden on Danny's neck and her hand keeping yours on his chest.
"Morning" You heard him.
"Morning"
You kissed Sunny's cheek before moving up. Then saw Danny's honey eyes looking at you and leaned to kiss his forehead too.
You went to the kitchen and Daniel stayed there for a little while. He was so comfortable with Sunny. But at the end he wanted to talk to you. So with all the care in the world, he put her on the sofa and made sure she wouldn't fall. Then followed you to the kitchen.
"Hey, did you sleep well?"
You left the milk on the counter and took a deep breath. Now, let's do it now.
"Mhm"You were blushing.
He walked closer and cupped you breath. Now. He leaned and kissed your lips. It was so slow and soft. It was warm and it made you smile.
"I need to tell you something" He whispered when he pulled back.
"I know"
He looked into your eyes.
"Do you?"
You nodded. It was obvious and Mike was right. He had been all this time.
"I love you too" You whispered and kissed him again.
But...
A gasp made you two pull back, your hand pressed on Danny's chest feeling his heart beating hard.
"You are my Mommy's boyfriend! Yes! I knew it!"
You both gasped and Daniel broke down in laughs.
"How is it? Huh!"
Daniel picked her from the floor and she hugged his neck.
"Because my Mommy talks a lot about you and she likes when you call."
"Sunny..."
"No secrets, babe" Daniel said. It was the first name he gave you and you felt like a teen girl in love.
"Yeah, no secrets. But Danny is not my boyfriend yet and these are adults things, okay?"
Sunny nodded and hugged Danny's neck harder, pressing her cheek against his.
"I'm so happy" She said.
Daniel looked at you and smiled and you knew that things would be alright. Maybe you hadn't had the best start. But now? Now he had your girl on his arms and you couldn't wish for something better.
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The soft light of the Monaco morning seeped through the sheer curtains, painting the bedroom in gentle hues of gold. Y/N stirred slightly, nestled against the warmth of Lando’s chest. His arm was draped protectively around her, his hand resting on the curve of her growing belly. She could feel the steady rise and fall of his breathing, a soothing rhythm that lulled her in and out of a comfortable haze.
“Morning, love,” Lando murmured, his voice thick with sleep as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. His curls tickled her cheek, and she couldn’t help but smile softly, her eyes still closed.
“Morning,” she whispered back, her voice barely audible as she shifted closer, burrowing herself deeper into his embrace.
Lando’s hand moved gently over her belly, his touch light but reverent. “And good morning to you too, little one,” he added, his tone warm and playful. He rubbed slow circles over the bump, his voice dropping to a soft murmur as he spoke to their baby. “You keeping Mum comfy in there? Let her sleep a bit longer today, yeah? You can kick me later if you want.”
Y/N chuckled softly at his words, her smile widening. “You talk to her more than you talk to me these days,” she teased, her eyes fluttering open to find Lando’s boyish grin.
“That’s because she listens to me,” he quipped, feigning a pout. Then, as if he couldn’t resist, he leaned down and placed a tender kiss on her belly. “You’re going to be a good listener, aren’t you, baby girl? Not like your mum.”
“Oi!” Y/N laughed, swatting his arm lightly, though the joy in her voice betrayed her attempt at being stern. “You’re impossible.”
“And you love me for it,” Lando countered, pulling her closer still. His arms wrapped around her fully now, his chin resting on her shoulder as he continued to cradle her bump.
They stayed like that for a while, tangled together in the warmth of their bed, until Y/N finally stirred, stretching slightly. “Alright,” she murmured, “I suppose we should get up before you smother me with affection.”
“Smother you? Never,” Lando teased, helping her sit up. “But fine, let’s get you fed. Can’t have my girls going hungry.”
———-
The kitchen was bathed in soft morning light as Lando rummaged through the fridge. “How about pancakes? Or eggs? Wait, no—both,” he said, his excitement bubbling over.
Y/N leaned against the counter, her hand resting on her belly as she watched him with a fond smile. “Both sounds good,” she agreed.
“Perfect.” Lando grinned and walked over to her, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead before crouching down to kiss her belly again. “Hear that, baby girl? Pancakes and eggs. You’ve got great taste, just like your mum.”
Y/N rolled her eyes but laughed, letting him take her hand and lead her toward the counter. “Alright, chef, tell me what to do.”
“You,” Lando said, spinning her gently and placing his hands on her shoulders, “are going to sit right here and supervise.” He pulled out a stool for her, making sure she was comfortable before diving into his pancake batter preparations.
But Y/N wasn’t one to sit still for long. “Lando, I’m pregnant, not incapable,” she protested, standing up to grab the whisk.
Lando gave her a playful pout but didn’t argue, instead sidling up beside her as they worked together. As Y/N whisked the batter, he wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Teamwork,” he murmured, swaying slightly with her.
“You’re clingy today,” Y/N teased, though she didn’t mind one bit.
“Just excited,” he admitted, his voice soft. His hands found their way to her belly again, rubbing gentle circles. “It’s getting so real, you know? She’s really in there.”
Y/N smiled, leaning back against him. “She is,” she said quietly, her free hand covering his.
As the batter was poured onto the pan, Lando suddenly said, “Speaking of her, we should really narrow down some names. I mean, we can’t just keep calling her ‘baby girl’ forever.”
Y/N laughed. “Alright, Mr. Planner. What’s on your list?”
Lando turned thoughtful, flipping a pancake before answering. “I like Ella,” he said. “Short, sweet. What about you?”
“Ella’s nice,” Y/N agreed, tilting her head. “I’ve always liked names like Sophie or Amelia. Something classic.”
“Amelia’s cute,” Lando said, testing the sound of it. “Amelia Norris. Sophie Norris. Hmm.” He glanced over his shoulder at her with a grin. “What if we went a little wild? Like Nova or Luna?”
Y/N raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Nova? Are you trying to make her a future Formula 1 driver already?”
“Could be,” Lando said with a laugh. “We need a name with star power.”
“Well, let’s keep a few options in mind,” Y/N said, resting her chin on his shoulder as he plated the pancakes. “We’ve still got time to decide.”
“True,” Lando agreed, turning to kiss her cheek. “But whatever her name is, she’s going to be the luckiest little girl in the world. She’s got you as her mum.”
“And you as her dad,” Y/N countered, her voice full of warmth.
Lando’s grin softened, his eyes full of love as he pulled her in for a proper hug, one hand inevitably finding its way back to her belly. “She’s got us,” he said simply.
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Would you like me to make a little series out of this?
A NON-SEPARATION: When things get tough in their marriage, they decide to take a break, but of course they still have feelings, especially when they have two beautiful girls.
A NON-SEPARATION²: When Lewis and the girls return from their trip, and things with Y/n start to improve. And then, he confesses something that was on his mind during the days they were apart.
MARANELLO: When Lewis needs to go to Italy for pre-season testing and on this trip decides to take Pietra, Marie and his wife to visit Maranello.
HAMILTON INTERVIEW: When Marie has a school activity where she needs to interview one of the parents about his profession, Pietra gets very excited and wants to do the same.
A HARD DAY: When one of the girls is sick and the other took the day off to annoy her sister, Y/n and Lewis do everything they can to balance things out until the end of the day.
BRITISH PODIUM: When the grand prix is in the UK, Lewis' home, and the girls are excited to join their dad in the garage, this eventually comes with a lot of questions from the Hamilton daughters.
SWEET MEMORIES: When the girls are asleep and the parents have some time to themselves and start reminiscing about some sweet memories of their relationship as a couple and family.
SIMPLY THE BEST: Lewis has always been a big fan of Brazil and especially Ayrton Senna, and these customs have been passed on to his little girls as well.
SUPER HEROINE: When Y/n is asked to help with a surgery, Lewis is responsible for taking care of the girls and this leads to several adventures until mom arrives with news for dad.
MYSTERIOUS PHOTO: Pietra finds a photo of an ultrasound in her father's office, and then goes to her sister and asks who it was of, Marie says it was of one of them, however, she begins her investigation and discover the arrival of baby 3
MISSING DAD: Pietra always misses her father when he leaves for business trips, and that night she cries seeing a photo of her with her father and goes to her mother for comfort.
SCARLET SECRET: When Y/n accompanies Lewis to the event where the new season's cars are presented, but no one in the media knows she's pregnant, they have fun giving clues about baby 3.
KICKING COMPETITION: When the girls are very excited to see baby 3 moving in their mother's belly, they decide to have a “competition” to see who can guess which part of their mother's belly will move first.
LITTLE BIRD: When the day finally comes that Lewis and Y/n find out the gender of baby 3 and in the end, they give the girls a little surprise as soon as they get home.
BRIGADEIRO, INTERLAGOS AND PÃO DE QUEIJO: The Hamilton girls are just as passionate about Brazil as Lewis, and Interlagos is definitely their favorite circuit. After all, It's a place where they can eat a lot of brigadeiro and do a lot of short interviews with Mariana Becker.
FAMILY CURLS: When Lewis decides to take off his braids, the girls are delighted to see their father's curls, because Lewis has been wearing braids since they were born. Pietra is proud to have hair like her father's, and Marie is a little sad that she didn't inherit his curls.
FIGHT AT SCHOOL: Pietra arrives home early and very quiet, until Lewis explains that she had been in a fight at school. But what they don't know yet is that she was defending her sister from bullying.
WHEN TIME STOPS: The birth of the third Hamilton was supposed to be in a few weeks, but everything turns upside down and Y/n and Lewis live the most intense moments of their lives.
WELCOME HOME: Baby Hamilton is home after spending a few weeks in the NICU, and the family couldn't be happier with his arrival.
CHOCOLATE SNOWSTORM: The Hamilton family gathers on a cozy afternoon to make Grandma's Christmas cookie recipe. (CHRISTMAS SPECIAL)
JEALOUSY: With the arrival of the baby, Pietra is feeling very jealous because her father is spending time with the baby and not with her and her sister. Marie notices and tells her parents.
BIRTHDAY CARD: It's Dad's birthday, so Marie leads the siblings in making a happy birthday card, collecting signatures, colors, and the tiny fingerprints of the youngest, Ollie.
VALENTINE'S DAY: Every year Lewis prepares some kind of surprise for Y/n on Valentine's Day, but after they became parents, this date is always interrupted by something.
Summary: Lando is alone with his son for the first time
Warnings: None, just so high risk of a baby fever
Words: 1.1k
A/N
I wanted to thank you for 1k notes on Little Update. So I wrote another dad!lando to thank all of you! <3
(I wanted to put a picture with him and a baby here but this was way too cute to not post❤️)
Carmen and Lily invited you to a small baby-free get-together. Nothing too big, just the three of you sitting together, relaxing and letting loose for a bit.
This whole thing was actually Lando's idea. He wanted to get you out of the house for a bit, sensing that you needed a little break from being a mama bear.
So he asked Lily if she could invite you over to catch up and keep your mind off of things a little. Of course, she said yes, already starting to plan the second Lando asked her.
So now the Brit is sitting on the couch, watching you rush through the apartment to grab everything you need.
"Baby, you're gonna be fine, trust me. It's just Lily and Carmen."
Halting your movements, you turn to him, your phone in one hand and your keys in the other.
"I know it's just I want this to be perfect. It's been so long since I went out."
Lando stands up and makes his way over to you, stopping right in front of you.
"You're going to be ok. Enjoy your night. Me and the little muppet are going to have a great night."
Lando strokes your arms, kissing your head to calm you down.
"Speaking of the little muppet." You turn around and grab a piece of paper from the shelf behind you. "I wrote you a little list so you don't get overwhelmed by being alone."
Lando takes the paper and reads through the different points.
Try to feed him before bed. So he sleeps a little bit longer( milk is already in the bottle)
Bath him (use the blue and the green bottles on the sink)
If he gets fussy, play the F1 intro. (Works every time!)
Try to get him to bed around 7:30 p.m.
You're going to do great. You're a super dad, and I believe in you.
"Aww, you're cute."
Wrapping his arms around you, he wishes you a lovely evening and practically pushes you out the door.
Now, standing alone in the quiet apartment, a feeling of nervousness creeps up in his body. He grips the list you gave him a little tighter and makes his way into his son's room.
Gently opening the door, he smiles at his son's sleeping figure, cuddled up in his little cot. Lando walks into the room, approaches his son and gently takes him into his arms.
Henry wakes up and looks at his dad with his adorable big blue eyes, cuddling himself into Lando's shoulder.
Lando strokes his back to settle little Henry in his arms again, feeling the soft material of his little bear pyjamas between his fingers.
"Well, hello there, little man. Slept well?" He asks, earning himself a happy gurgle.
"I take that as a yes."
He carries Henry into the living room, asking him all sorts of questions on the way.
"You also think that nobody needs fish, right? Say nothing if you agree."
Hearing complete silence from the sleeping baby in his arms, he looks down to find Henry in a deep slumber again. He laughs a little at how much they already have in common, being able to sleep everywhere.
The two continue to cuddle for a bit. Lando tells him all sorts of stories until he feels Henry getting restless on his chest.
"You getting hungry, little bud?"
Henry lets out a whine, grabbing the shirt he lays on with his little fists. Lando strokes his back to settle him again, and stands up to grab a bottle from the kitchen.
"How does Y/N do that?"
In the kitchen, he currently tries to heat the bottle while holding the baby in his arms, which turns out to be more complicated than he thought, with a squirming baby in his arm.
"How about- no, that's not going to work."
"And if I just- nope, also not."
After some time, he finally figured it out. He stuck Henry into his hoodie and held him with one hand while he prepared the bottle with the other.
Now, he is sitting in your bathroom waiting for the water to be the perfect temperature.
Let's say feeding didn't go quite as planned. The food was everywhere except Henry's mouth, on the floor, on Henry, the curtains, but mainly on Lando.
So, now that both of them needed a bath, he decided to kill two birds with one stone.
The water is warm enough now, so he grabs little Henry and climbs into the tub. The warmth engulfs their bodies as he lays down.
"Yeah, that's better. Admit it, you just wanted to bathe with me."
Henry gives his dad a toothless smile and splashes him with water. Lando giggles at his son's antics and grabs the soap to start washing him.
After he washed himself and the baby, he got both of them dressed. They are both dressed in matching quadrant hoodies, something Max gifted him as Henry was born.
Land decides the world needs to see how unbelievably cute he and Henry look, so he takes a picture and posts it on his story.
Millions of messages arrive to him in a matter of minutes, but he ignores them and makes his way over to Henry's little nursery. He is fighting to keep his little eyes open, so Lando decides it is time for him to call it a night.
The second he lays him down in his crib, he starts to whine, not liking the loss of his father's warmth one bit.
So Lando picks him up again, walks to the living room and sits on the couch.
"You don't want to sleep yet, do you?"
He coos at him and bounces up and down to settle Henry a little. Happy to be in his dad's arms again, he settles back down and closes his eyes.
"Oh, so now you wanna sleep? Little evil genius, you got that from your mom."
Not wanting to wake him up, Lando decides to stay on the couch and watch some TV until Henry is sleeping deep enough. It doesn't take long for Lando to doze off, one hand on his son's back and the other under his butt, having him in a safe grip.
And that's exactly how you found them two hours later, cuddled up on the couch, the TV playing in the background.
Smiling to yourself, you take out your phone and take a picture of the two of them, definitely posting that later. But for now, you walk up to them and cuddle yourself to your perfect little family.
