One Shots - F1&F2

Daniel Ricciardo - Fight

You sigh as you walk through the door of your apartment after a long day at work. You loved your job, but all those long days were taking a toll on you.

"Y/N?" Daniel called out, making you smile. At least he was home today. You make your way to the living room, where you find him lying on the couch.

"Hey babe," you greet him as you put your stuff down. Daniel sits up and you give him a quick kiss as you sit down next to him.

"How was work?"

"Tiring. And I'm so hungry! Is dinner ready yet?"

"No, it's not."

"What? Why not?" you ask a little surprised.

"I had a long day as well baby."

"You had meetings until 3. You could've easily made dinner."

"Sorry, I didn't."

"So now you expect me to do it, right? Just wonderful," you say as you get up, making your way to the kitchen. It made perfect sense to you that the one who got home first would make dinner, but apparently, Daniel didn't agree.

"Baby, don't be mad," Daniel calls out as he follows you. This makes something snap inside of you and you turn around to face him.

"Don't be mad? Seriously Daniel?" you exclaim and Daniel's eyes widen when he realizes you're mad at him as you never call him by his full name.

"What?"

"You expect me to not be mad?"

"Yeah? It's just dinner, I can help."

"No, Daniel, it's not just dinner. It's everything."

"Everything?" Daniel asks, still not really understanding why you're so mad suddenly.

"Yes everything! You just expect me to do everything aroundd the mouse. Make dinner, tidy, everything! But I also have a job and I'm also tired!"

"I know that baby."

"And on top of that, you're always gone! And when you are here, you still don't do anything!"

"That's not true!" Daniel says, raising his voice as well.

"Yes, it is and you know it!"

"It's my job!"

"I also have a job!"

"I know! But don't you think I hate it too that we're always apart!"

"It doesn't seem like you care!"

"Of course I care!"

"Then why don't you do anything about it?"

"What am I supposed to do about?" Daniel asks and even though you know he's right and you know he can't do anything about it, you're still mad.

"Try harder!"

"Oh, like you're trying, right?"

"Don't say I don't try!" you exclaim, now getting really mad.

"I'm not saying that, but it's not like you're coming along to races!"

"I can't because of work!"

"Then quit!" Daniel exclaims making you gasp.

 "You're seriously asking me to quit my job?"

"Yes, why not? I'm earning more than enough to take care of you!"

"I don't want you to, I want to be able to take care of myself!"

"Why? Unless you plan on leaving me, you don't need to!"

"I'm not, I could never. But if I let you take care of me, I don't have anything that's just for me," you say, lowering your voice.

"What do you mean?" Daniel asks, talking softer now as well.

"I always heard about couples who shared everything and did everything together lost themselves in their relationship. I don't want that for us because usually that ends up in breaking up."

"Do you think that'll happen if you quit your job?"

"It might, but I don't want to risk it."

"That won't happen."

"How do you know?"  you ask confused.

"Because you'll find something else to do that's just for you. You can finally start writing more, write a book!"

"Maybe," you say, starting to think about the idea of it.

"We won't break up over something silly like that. We're stronger like that," Daniel says he takes your hands in his.

"I know."

"So?" Daniel asks curiously.

"So I'll quit my job tomorrow and join you for the races whilst writing my best selling novels."

"Sounds perfect."

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