REQUEST: You work for McLaren as an intern and you're in contact a lot with Lando. Throughout the year you met Daniel at a couple races, because he and Lando often chat and joke with eachother and because Daniel will join the team. At the end of the season party at Yas Marina, the alcohol blurs a lot of shyness and limitations that were felt beforehand.
You felt a bit nervous while waiting in the lobby of the hotel by yourself. You were working at McLaren as an intern since a couple months and this was going to be the first team and F1 related event you were going to join with your colleagues. Of course you knew everyone from the races and you had met a lot of drivers as well, yet this still was new and exiting. As the end of the season in Abu Dhabi was always quite a spectacle, you figured you wouldn't want to be known as the 'intern who was way under dressed' at the end of the season celebrations, which made you decide to wear a black glitter dress, not too short, not too long, a v-neck to stay sexy and playful and you felt good in it. "Hey, gorgeous". Lando complimented you and kissed both of your cheeks. "Thank you". You beamed at him and he offered you his arm while you walked to the van that was parked outside of the hotel and would bring you to the party venue, an amber lounge venue. Charlotte and Lucinda joined, soon Jon hopped in and the first van was full, so you could all go.
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Not every member of the crews wanted to come, some preferred to fly home straight after the race and you absolutely couldn't blame them. The mechanics had to miss their families even more than the other crew members did. "Are you going to drink?". Charlotte asked you, a small smile on her lips. "I think... Maybe a couple". You shrugged, smiling back. "Hmm, I'm not going to hold back". Lucinda added in on the conversation. "I don't think you should either". Lucinda said then and it made you laugh. The car dropped you off at the Amber Lounge bar, the music audible while standing outside on the pavement. Someone at the door checked your names on the list and then you could enter. The warm club air hit your cheeks and you started to crave an ice cold cocktail of whatever liquor they offered. The traditional photos were taken and you were glad they were taken before everyone had been dancing, was sweaty and probably drunk. "What do you want to drink?". You yelled at Lando. "Just a coke!". He replied and you nodded, on your way to order the first beverage of the night. You were happily sipping on a cocktail not much later.
"Honestly, I was about to ask if you got yourself a sheila, but oh my". You and Lando turned around at the voice you heard, showing Daniel Ricciardo with his irresistable smile and sparkling eyes, the shirt he was wearing looking too good on him and his whole appearance just made your stomach do backflips, especially with the slight alcoholy buzz in the back of your brain already. "Teamwear looks good on you, but tonight you look breathtaking, Y/N". Daniel grinned and you giggled, happily accepting the kiss he pressed to your cheek and the hand that rested on your lower back. "You know each other?". Lando asked, glancing between the two of you. "Well, it's not like I often have to get you out of a conversation with Daniel while you were on your way to something important". You added, making Lando laugh and nod. "You got a point". He replied. "I'm looking forward to see you more next year". Daniel said, leaning closely to you to make sure you'd hear him. "But no talking about work right now, I see your glass is almost empty. What are you having?". Daniel asked and you said he could order anything he wanted for you.
He briefly disappeared in the mass of people before returning, also with a new glass of coke for Lando. Lando felt bored as he wasn't included in the conversation many times and he left to find Carlos somewhere. You and Daniel barely noticed it, you kept the drinks flowing and you became more loose with each other, his arm sometimes curling around you, his hand on your lower back or he tucked some of you hair behind your ear. You were pushed together by the dancing crowd and he, being his giggly self, of course wanted to dance. You felt the heat rushing under your skin when he held you close and you looked up into his eyes, feeling as if your breath was taken away. "Hey, do you want to kiss?". He asked and you laughed at the bluntness of his question, pulling him down by the collar of his shirt and you could feel him smiling against your lips while his hands wrapped around your waist. "Everyone's looking at us". You mumbled. "Let them". Daniel replied and leaned further down to kiss you some more, letting everyone know what the sight would be like in the paddock next year.
