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"I hate neck exercices", you complained once again during your workout session with your trainer and Mick.

"Really ? You didn't mention it !", the swissman man answered, faking a gasp. You rolled your eyes and took a towel to get rid of the wet sensation around your face and neck.

"Alright kids, I'm leaving. Please, Y/N, don't kill yourself trying something new", your physio said, and left laughing to himself. Soon enough, Mick joined him.

"And what are you laughing about ?", you looked straight into Mick blue eyes. You stared at them for too long, and could feel your cheeks starting to burn.

Truth was : you were deep deep deep in love with the one and only Mick Schumacher. You met him at the Ferrari Driver Academy. You arrived in F3 while he was in F2. He immediately took you under his wing, always protecting to you and making sure you were okay. He'd watch your races and give you advices, probably the reason why you were actually leading the championship. You hang out with him all the time, where one was the other followed. He was so sweet and so nice to you, it didn't take much effort from him for you to fall in love with him. Everything he was doing drove you crazy.

"Not at you", he joked around. You looked away quickly, not wanting him to see your pinky cheeks.

The other truth : Mick was unaware of your feelings for him. That was something you didn't plan on changing. His friendship was so precious and you refused to risk it. You'd rather have a part of him than nothing at all.

"Lost in your thoughts ?", he asked, sudden concern in his voice. Always so caring.

"Yeah, sorry. I think I'm getting tired", you smiled lightly, still not meeting his eyes.

"Hey, schatz, is everything okay ?"

That nickname. One day, it'll be the death of you. You loved hearing him calling you this way, it rolled so easily from his beautiful lips, but it also ripped your heart out. It reminded you of what you will never have.

"Earth to Y/N ?", he insisted, this time sitting next to you. He pushed his shoulder against yours.

"Yeah, it's all alright", you told him. Hiding your feelings for him was eating you alive.

"You know you can talk to me", he assured you.

You couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh. Hey Mick, do you wanna know what's weighting on me ? My freaking love for you ! Stupid.

"Did you just laugh at me ?", he was dumbfounded.

"No, no, no", you panicked. "I wasn't. There's just a lot of things going through my mind right now. It feels heavy", you opened up a little.

"Pressure. I know what it feels like, my name's not really helping."

Mick rarely talked about his father, he was really private with his feelings about this situation. You always respected it, but still making sur he knew he could tell you things if he wanted.

"But you're doing extremely fine, Y/N. Look at everything you're achieving, it's fucking impressive. You're so brave, and you're going to thrive. You're leading the championship, do you realize that ?", he placed a loose strand of hair behind your ear. You whole body shivered when you felt his fingers against your skin.

"I'm proud of you, and I know you're going to make me even prouder", he said.

It wasn't weird for the both of you to be so close. Your friendship had always been like that. You were a touchy person, and so was he.

"I'm so glad your in my life", you told him honestly, fearing it sounded a bit like a confession.

"Pleasure's mine", he sais getting up. He reached out for you hand. "C'mon, let's leave this place", he winked at you.

You went separate ways just to change. You dressed as quickly as you could, but still he was waiting for you outside.

"How can you change that fast ? I literally was Lightning McQueen !", you told him.

"Talent", he replied with a big smile.

"Fuck off", you walked past him.

When you arrived to the gym, it was hot and sunny. But the weather changed so fast, now it was all grey. Suddenly, it poured rain. Mick put his jacket over your head.

"C'mon, I'm taking you to my place !", he shouted. You lived pretty far away from the gym, it wasn't an issue since you loved to walk. Well, it was a problem when rain joined the party.

You ran with Mick in the streets, laughing like two idiots. You arrived at his little combo, completely breathless. You threw your bag in a corner, making your way in the kitchen to get some water. Mick was quicker than you and gave you a glass. You thanked him before drinking it all.

"Wow, easy tiger", you laughed a little.

"I was dehydrated", you tried to justify yourself poorly.

"You wanna take a shower ?", you nodded your head really fast. A hot and steamy shower was probably what you needed most right now. If the guy proposing it didn't count.

"Just let your clothes at the door, I'll put them in the dryer, and let you some of my clothes ? You'll be warm and comfy", he said so casually, your eyes widened. "The shower glass isn't transparent, I promise I won't see anything", he said while leaving for his bedroom.

You took all the courage you could gather and went in his bathroom. Everything was aligned perfectly, it looked like Mick so much. His perfume was there, the one scent you would never get tired of. You got rid of your wet clothes and hopped in the shower. You turned the water on.

"Y/N, can I come in ?", you heard Mick asked through the door.

"Yeah", your stress level got higher, reaching a point it doesn't even do when you're racing. You wished so bad he'd join you.

"You can use my stuff if you want", he said before shutting the door again. You did as you were told, and hugged yourself in Mick's scent.

You finished to clean up and put on his clothes. It was so comfy, you could easily wear that all day.

"Feeling warmer ?", Mick asked you. He was sitting on his couch, changed into new clothes and looking up at his phone.

"Yeah", you looked outside the window, seeing how rain was still falling. You feared storm will soon join the party. "Do you mind if I stay here tonight ? I don't feel safe walking back that late and-", you got lost in your explanations.

"You're always welcome here, no apology", he gestured you to come next to him. You went laying close to him, but still letting a space between the both of you.

"Do you wanna talk ?", he asked you, referring to the convo you just had.

"I'm fine, really, don't worry", you marked a pause. "I just wanna enjoy the next GP and not overthink too much... If my brain let me !", you joked. Mick laughed a little.

"Don't let him a choice then. For tonight, let's not think about it. Movie ?", he proposed.

You enjoyed watching a movie with him, snuggling closer when the weather outside started to get worse and worse. You were falling asleep on his shoulder.

"Schatz, hey Y/N", Mick whispered to you. "You need to go to bed, c'mon", he said and carried you in his bed.

He put you down and wrapped you under the covers.

"Goodnight, Y/N", he told you before escaping the bedroom.

"Mick, where are you going ?", you asked sleepy.

"I'm taking the couch -"

"We can share", you patted the spot next to you and drifted off to sleep.

When you woke up, Mick was already up. You joined him in the kitchen. After taking a quick breakfast, he accompanied you to your flat.

On the way back, you received a text.

"Oh my god !", you screamed happily. Mick smiled because of your sudden burst of energy.

"What's going ?", he asked.

"One of my friend is coming to see me during the next GP ! It's freakin amazing, I haven't seen him in so long", you were beyond happy.

Cam was your bestfriend. You grew up together in your small town. Ever since you joined F3, it got harder and harder to see each other. Every occasion you could spend together, it would be used. He was the male version of you. You couldn't wait to show him everything during the GP. It would also mean that he would met Mick. Your two favorite boys meeting, it was an absolute dream.

"I can't wait ! I'll introduce him to you, you'll see, he's sooo funny" you told Mick.

You didn't notice how the other driver shut down ever since you mentioned Cam. He got really quiet.

"Good for you", he just said.

The GP arrived in the blink of an eye. You were so excited. Cam was with you almost every minute of it, exception made of when you were driving. But one presence left a hole in you. Mick. He didn't show up at all in your garage like he always do. You weren't thinking much of it. You just thought he was tired, or way too focused on his own race.

You won your race, and celebrate it with your whole team. You quickly went to change and joined Cam, who was waiting for you in the hospitality.

"You are a freakin beast, Y/N Y/L/N !", he said laughing.

"Thanks, I gave it all for you", you winked and gave him a hug, like you always did.

The both of you stayed inside a little to chat. Soon, your stomach started to demand food, and you both agreed on a take out in your hotel room.

You went outside, Cam on your track. You were laughing at something dumb and punched him in the arm a little. The two of you were in your own little world, that you built up through the years.

You saw Mick standing near by, already looking at you. There was something in his eyes that you didn't really recognize. It was like he was looking at you but was staring in the outer space.

"Hey Mick", you rushed near him, he only gave you a small smile in your return joyless. "I've missed you in the garage today"

"I was busy with my own race, Y/N", he harshly replied. You were taken aback by his words, well mostly his tone, stepping a little away from him.

"I - I see", you stammered on your words.

"Your boyfriend's waiting for you", he told you and left.

You didn't had time to process the information that Mick was out of your sight.

"He's not my boyfriend !", you yelled at him but were sure he didn't hear you.

"Is everything okay ?", Cam asked you, walking closer to you.

You nodded and hummed simply, still trying to understand what the fuck just happened.

"So he's your Mick ? Doesn't look like the prince charming you've been describing", your friend said.

"Uh... Yeah, I don't know what... It's the first time that he's acting like that with me. I - I really don't understand", you were beyond confused.

You moved on with your night, but your little interaction with Mick stuck into your head. You did your goodbyes with Cam - who wanted to go back to his place by driving in the night. Weird like always, you thought, but you let him go, making him promise to text when he arrived. Cam never did things like everyone else, and that was probably something that you liked about your best friend.

You tried to go to sleep, but your swissman didn't left your mind. You sent him a text.

Y/N : are you up ? is everything ok ?

Mick saw it almost immediately but you never got an answer. That made you kind of stressed. What the hell could you have possibly done to be treated like this ?

Y/N : c'mon Mick, what's going on ?

Read.

Y/N : could you pretend to care for a minute and text me back ?

Another read.

That's it, you had enough. You got up in less than a second, not caring about anything. You run through the corridors of the hotel to find his room. Since you and Mick were both part of the Ferrari Driver Academy, you would always be in the same hotel. You knocked really loud on his door. At first, you didn't heard anything. What if Mick just fell asleep on his phone ? You tried again.

"Y/N, if it's you, just leave please", Mick spoke through the door, his voice muffled.

Soaring the theory of falling asleep, he was truly avoiding you.

"I won't leave until you open this door and talk to me", you said.

He didn't answer. You were once again face with silence.

"Mick, please, I need to see you", you were now pleading, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. "C'mon, don't do this to me", hurt could be heard in your voice.

Mick opened the door slowly. You looked at his face, and were devastated. His eyes was red, and his dark circles showing a little more. He looked exhausted, like he has been crying all night.

"Hey, what's going ?", you pushed him nicely to enter the room and close the door behind you. He stayed there, not moving or daring to look at you in the eyes.

"Mick ?", you put your hand on his face, slowly caressing it. He flinched away.

"You shouldn't do that", he murmured, before sitting on his bed, hands rushing through his blond hair.

"Why are you saying that ? That's what I always do when you need comfort", you spoke softly, hoping this would calm him. Seeing him in this state made you feel terrible. You knew Mick didn't love you like you did, but you really thought that you were the first one he'd rushed to when he was sad. Point was you were the one hurting him, without knowing it.

"He's probably waiting for you", he kept talking.

"Who ? No one's waiting for me", you were completely lost.

"I'm not a fucking fool, Y/N", this time he started shouting. Mick never lost his patience with you. He never raised his voice at you.

"Don't talk to me like that !", you defended yourself, but refused to scream back.

"I'm done with you playing with me alright ? I have enough, can you hear that ?", he got up and tried to push you out of his room. Luckily for you, he was way too tired to fight you.

"I don't understand what's going ? Are you on drugs or something ?", you let your hands on his chest.

"No !", he yelled. "I'm tired of all this, can't you see ?", he looked at you ad all you could see was sadness in his crystal blue eyes. Once again, you put your hand on his cheek and rubbed it a little.

"Please, stop doing that", he pleaded you, but you kept your hand where it was, eyes closed.

"Why ? What's going on in that head of yours ?", you asked.

"I can't tell you", he groaned and escaped your touch to go back to his bed. But he didn't sit on it, he looked outside the window, staying still. "Can you leave me alone ?"

Normally, you'd do as you were told. You would have let him alone, facing his thoughts. Because when one of you needed some time without the other, you'd understand. But this time, it wasn't the case.

"I will, just tell me what's going on. Did I do something wrong ?", you were now scared you did something to hurt him.

"No", he just said.

"Then what is going on ?", you spoke a little louder.

You were about to continue your sentence when your phone rang. You answered it.

"Hey, Cam. Already ? How was the trip ? Great. Thanks, you're so sweet. Yeah, it was nice to see you. Bye", when you ended the phone call and saw that Mick was staring right at you. He scoffed, and let a sarcastic laugh.

"What ?", you asked, a bit offended he was laughing at you.

"Your boyfriend is already gone ?", he asked.

"Cam's not... He's not my boyfriend. Is that what's wrong with you ? You cant stand that I have an other friend ?", you couldn't help but feel kinda mad. He had no rights to be angry at you because you had friends. You only met this year, of course you didn't let your old life behind just for him.

"No, it's not like that", he tried to interrupt you, but you were unstoppable.

"What's wrong with you ? I really don't get, it's not making any senses", you shouted.

"I'm jealous !", Mick shouted too.

"Oh jealous ? There's nothing to be jealous about, what the fu-"

"I love you, okay ? Since the first day I met you ! And I'm sorry but it kills me to see that you don't feel the same. Sometimes I think about you with someone else, and it's making me loose my mind. I love you so much and I wanna be the one for you. You're everything I need, everything I want. You're just the perfect girl, how did you want me not fall in love with you ? And you're so easy to love, I'm pretty sure every guy you met has a crush on you, so why would you choose me ?", he confessed, tears falling down on his cheeks.

You stood there, dumbfounded. You were taken aback by that sudden confession. You dreamt about this moment, but never thought it would happen one day. You tried to speak but words were stuck in your throat.

"I just... I needed to get it out of my chest, I'm sorry, you- you can leave, I'm used to it...", he was shaking.

His last sentence broke your heart into a million pieces. You never planned on leaving his side, hoping one day you'd feel like home for him. You took a few steps closer to him, and cupped his cheeks in your hands.

"Hi", you whispered, still thinking about the right words to say.

"Y/N, don't-"

"I have a very specific type of boy", you told him, smiling a little. "Blond, with blue eyes, nice and really funny. Also, very important, driving in F2 for the Ferrari Driver Academy. And I kinda like the name Schumacher", your smiled grew a little more when you felt him relax under your touch. "By any chances, would you know someone that matched that description ?"

"I can think of someone, yeah", he said, drying his cheeks before hugging you closer to his body. A heat wave pierced your own.

"Nice, because he's the only guy I want", you murmured.

"If I had known our feelings were mutual, I would have make a move sooner", he said, his fingers caressing your hair.

You laughed a little, and put your forehead against his.

"I'm sorry, Schatz, I didn't really mean to take it out on you, but it was weighting on me", he explained, eyes closed.

"Do you remember our last training at the gym ? When you told me I could talk to you ?", he hummed in response. "I didn't say anything because you were what was going on on my mind", you confessed. He smiled and opened his eyes. "I really like you, Mick, like a lot"

"So we were both liking each other and scared to confess ?", he said.

"It's safe to say we were both really dumb", you laughed a little.

His eyes went to scan your face, looking at every features of it.

"There's nothing I dislike about that angelic face of your", he whispered.

You were about to answer when a knock made the both of you split up. You looked at Mick really confused.

"Oi, Mick, I missed you at the partyyyyyyyyy"

You chuckled, recognizing the voice of the one and only Arthur Leclerc.

"Is that a girl ? Mick fucking Schumacher, are you with a girl ? Oh my, open the door ! Or don't, I don't wanna see your naked body ! That's disgusting", the young monegasque kept talking.

"Go hide in the bed", Mick said to you quietly and went to open the door.

"At least, tell me you're using protection, kid ! Oh, hey, lover boy. Let me come in, I wanna see what the mysterious girl", but Mick forced Arthur to stay out. You were dying of laughter under the covers.

"C'mon, I'm not going to scare her away", and he suddenly gasped. "Olala, I promise I won't be saying anything to Y/N, zip mouth closed", and you were sure he was mimicking a key locking his mouth.

"Do you ever just shut up, Leclerc ?"

"Nah, it's not part of my beautiful personality", Arthur replied.

"Putain, Arthur, t'es en train d'emmerder qui encore ? Viens-là, on va se coucher", you heard his girlfriend Carla shout, but didn't understand a word she said.

(Fuck, Arthur, who are you bothering again ? C'mon, we're going to bed)

"Carla, t'es pas fun, on va prendre un dernier verre avec Mick et sa copine fantôme", Arthur told her back.

(Carla, you're not funny, let's take a last drink with Mick and his gosht girlfriend)

"La ferme", Mick spoke a little bit of french and that was damn attractive.

(Shut up)

"Désolée Mick, et toi tu restes avec moi maintenant. Bonne soirée !", she said.

(Sorry Mick, and you, you are staying with me now. Goodnight !)

Mick closed the door and a sigh escaped his lips. He went back to the bed, and lifted the covers to see you laughing really hard. He soon joined you, and laid beside you.

"That guy is a whole circus to himself", he said.

"Yeah, he is. I would have never heard the end of it if he saw me there", you laughed.

"Would you mind ?", Mick said, suddenly getting serious.

"Mind what ?"

"Arthur pissing you off because we... I mean, if we were dating or something ?", you could feel his nervousness, and saw his cheeks getting pinker.

"I'd have to get used to it", you said.

You were now facing each other. Mick put his hand on your face.

"Shall we pick up where we were ?", he asked and you nodded. "I think I was telling you I much you are-"

"Why did Arthur meant by not telling me if there was another girl here ?", you cut him off, that little sentence stuck in your mind. Mick sighed.

"Pretty much all the paddock knows I have strong feelings for you, Y/N. That dumbass didn't even think it could be you right now"

"Really ?"

"Yeah. It's a little bit obvious", he chuckled. "I mean, you're the only one with whom I'm that touchy", he explained.

"Guess I'm the blind one", you told him.

"As long as you're seeing it now, it's fine by me"

"You're so perfect", you whispered to him, getting a little bit closer.

"Is it okay if I kiss you ?", he asked, like the perfect gentleman he was.

"Please"

Kissing Mick was a mix of a dozen emotions at a time. Happiness, love, fire, desire... Everything. A firework exploded in your body.

You spent the rest of the night, talking to each other, kissing, and whispering sweet things in each other ears. You fell asleep in his arms, and it was safe to say it was the best night you ever had in your life.

You woke up to Mick already looking at you.

"Hi, creep. Staring for a while ?", you asked, yawning.

"Couldn't help it. You looked so peaceful when you're sleeping", he said. You hummed.

"Weirdo", you replied before giving him a good morning kiss. It was so slow, new and old at the same time. His lips tasted so sweet, almost like honey.

"I won't ever be tired of this, waking up with you in my arms"

"Me too"

"Breakfast, love ?", he asked nicely.

After getting ready, you both stepped out of the hotel room.

"No fucking way !", you heard Arthur shout. Of course, he had to get out of his room at the same time as you. He definitely look a bit like he was hangover.

"I should've know it was you. The two lover birds finally reunited", he said, so proud of himself.

"Yeah, and I don't plan on letting her go", Mick said. He hugged you from the back and planted a kiss on top of your heard. Mick was your home.

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I still have a few requests and some of my fics to write, but tell me if you'd like me to write about Arthur Leclerc!

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"How's my favorite Aussie doing ?", Daniel asked you over the phone.

"Like shit", you replied to him honestly. You were under the cover, a hot water bottle on your stomach, empty chocolate bars packaging all over the bed.

"I wasn't excepting that. What's going, honey ?", he asked in a sudden serious tone.

"Urgh, nothing big. Red days", you told him.

"Oh I see. It's hurting that bad ?" You hummed for an answer. "It's been a while since it has weakened you like this. I'll be home faster than you can say rainbow", he said and you could hear him run wherever he was.

"Rainbow", you joked. "Don't rush too much, I'll be okay. Love you", you whispered.

"I love you more", and then he hand up the phone. He was away for the Silverstone GP, and he was coming home for a few days before the next one. You didn't know if he was still in the paddock or at the airport - or somewhere in between.

Pain filled your whole body. You tried to fight to stay awake and welcome Daniel home, but fatigue took the best out of you.

You woke up feeling tickles all around your face. There was something there. You tried to push it with your fingers, but they were caught in someone else's hand. Your lips automatically smiled.

"Hi Dan", you said, opening slowly your eyes.

"Hi, my beautiful lady", he said, almost crushing you by laying his entire body on you.

"You're heavy", you pouted.

"How do you feel ?", he asked, sitting down next to you.

"Terrible, it's getting worse. I feel like there's a hundred people walking inside my stomach", you complained. "What about you ? Great race, I'm so proud of you", you finished your sentence with a wince of pain.

"Do you need anything ? Hey, you wanna what we'll do ?", he asked you while getting up.

"Enlighten me, please"

"First of all, you are going to go back to sleep, okay ?", he kissed your forehead, insistent on the you.

"Alone ? Danny, you just got back...", you gave him puppy eyes.

"I'll join you quickly. Pinky promise"

"Pinky promise", you told him, smiling lightly. He kissed you once more and left the room.

Again, it didn't took long time to fall back asleep. You were in so much pain, you didn't had a lot of strength to fight it.

You were taken out of your sleep by noises downstair. You guessed Daniel was probably back from wherever he decided to go. You tried to get up but your body was aching so much, you collapsed back on the bed, making a bit of mess.

"Honey, everything alright ?", you heard him shout from downstairs. He then ran up the stairs. He saw you out of the covers, and smiled lightly. "I think you need to stay still a while", he told you nicely.

"I need to get up", you groaned.

"No you don't, tell me what you need", he tried to force you to lay down but you tried to resist.

"Dan"

"What ?"

"You can't help me on this one, I just need to get up quickly", you explained to him, hoping he'd understand the hint. But unfortunately, he didn't. Sometimes, he was just too innocent.

"If you don't let me get up, there will be stains of blood all over our shits", you told him, almost sarcastically.

"Damn, well, at least let me help you to get up", he took you bridal style and carried you in the bathroom. "Alright, do your thing, I'll be right here when you get out"

You changed your tampons and looked at yourself in the mirror. You sighed, you absolutely looked like shit.

"Is everything ok, honey ?", Daniel knocked softly on the door. Facing silence, he opened it slowly.

"I'm awful", you went to hide in his chest. You didn't really had mood swings during your period, but you could easily tore yourself down.

"For someone who's bleeding like hell, you look amazing. You really are beautiful, you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever met. C'mon princess, you just need to rest", he again helped you out and put you down the kingsize bed.

"It's freaking dumb, I'm just on period. Why the hell is it hurting that bad ?", you asked, more to the universe than to the poor guy standing next to you and looking completely lost.

"I don't know, love. It'll be behind you really fast. Will a warm bath help ?", you looked at him disgusted.

"Nope, not really, I don't feel like it. Sorry, you can go take a shower though", you replied without thinking. Daniel made big eyes.

"Is this your way of telling me I smell bad ?', he was clearly offended.

"No", you bursted out of laughing, despite it hurting you more. "I was just thinking that after the flight, it might make you feel good"

"Don't worry about that, I took one right before I left"

Daniel went back downstairs but was back quickly to your side, with a bag.

"Is that my treasure ?", you tried to joke.

"It is, there's everything you like in here", he said getting everything out by pointing it to you. "Chocolate, chocolate and more chocolate. Here we have some chips and some guacamole to dip in. I also bought cheese"

You caught the chips. "Thank you so much, I was dying to eat this", you gave your lover a genuine smile.

"Give me that water bottle, I'm going to fill up with hot water again"

You couldn't be thankful enough to have him in your life. He was always the sweetest. You loved him so much. For the first time in your life, you truly felt loved back.

"There you have it", he placed the hot water bottle back on your stomach. He tucked you in with all of your covers beneath you.

He laid down next to you, peppering kisses all over your face.

"Can we watch a movie ?", you asked.

"You wishes are my mine, Miss", he turned on the tv and went through the netflix catalogue. "How about... The notebook ?'

"Yes, right decision", you snug closer to him if that was even possible.

You managed to stay awake for the whole film, even if you didn't really watched it.

Daniel hugged you closer. "Feeling better ?", he asked you.

"A little yeah", you answered.

"Tummy rubs ?", he smiled your way, making your eyes light up.

"Please", you got rid of the cover to let your stomach show for you boyfriend to take care of.

He put his head against your stomach and kiss it through your shirt. He let his fingers caress it, and massage it really lightly. It felt so damn good, it was like Dan's fingers were taking all the pain away.

"You're so magical", you told him, eyes closed.

"And I'm not even naked", he joked.

"Daniel Joseph Ricciardo !", you yelled at him in a playful way.

"I can't wait for you to feel better", he kissed your stomach a little longer. You hummed. "I've missed you so much, your body, your curves, everything. I wanna show you how much I need you", his hands made their dangerous way to your boobs.

"Can I ?", he whispered against you.

"They hurt", you told him.

"I'll be careful", his hands applied a little pressure on your boobs. At first, the sensation was weird, and kinda painful. But it soon turned out to feel really nice. He kissed your left boob, with your shirt still on.

"I love you so much", his body moved up closer, so now his head was now resting in your neck.

"I love you more", you replied honestly.

Period was a fucking hell of a mess, but it was a little more bearable with Daniel by your side.

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