For ellie_mayflower: you've been missing from me
Title: you've been missing from me
For: ellie-mayflower | ellie-mayflower
Pairing: Jean-Eric Vergne/Daniel Ricciardo
Rating: G
Length: 700w
Summary: Jev and Daniil suddenly seem to be getting on like best mates. Daniel is jealous.
Notes: Thanks V for beta-ing xD
"Hey, Dan." Jev picks up on the third ring and his voice is all bright and full of laughter and it makes the insides of Dan's stomach do little flips.
"Something good happened?"
"Not really, Daniil was just telling me he's never been to a club so I said we should go this weekend. Monte Carlo has good ones." Jev sounds excited and Dan can hear Daniil chuckling in the background.
Dan shoves his hand into his jeans' pocket and paces. "Cool, that sounds great," he tries to keep his tone light, hardly enthusiastic that Jev is spending time with Daniil even when they're away from the track.
'Ask him if he wants to come' he hears Daniil say. "Want to come?" Jev asks.
Dan sighs into the speaker because he would really like to go but he has sponsorship duties and all.
"It's okay if you're busy." Jev sounds more resigned than disappointed.
"Sorry, mate."
"Just the two of you?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just wondering."
Dan never thought he would be the jealous type until one day when he realised that every other sentence had Daniil's name in it. He'd tell Jev about something only to have Jev relate it back to Daniil and it made a sensation akin to heartburn tear up his chest.
It's that same soreness and suffocation lingering in him when they hang up and it makes him feel ugly and twisted, but most of all it scares him a little that Jev has become more significant to him than he thought he would be.
Jev shows up at his door on Monday morning with a waiting embrace and Dan leans into him, taking in the fresh scent of his aftershave. It's been awhile.
"Up so early? Thought you'd be lying in bed with a hangover." Dan asks over his shoulder as he returns to packing his luggage and Jev settles into an armchair.
Jev snorts. "I think Daniil is the one with the hangover, you should see what he did last night."
With that, Dan's curiosity is piqued. He draws descriptions out of Jev, asking questions although he doesn't know what he's looking for, all he knows is that Jev's answers still leave him with an uneasy feeling.
Jev pauses suddenly, as if it has finally dawned on him what's been going on.
"Dan...are you jealous?" Jev asks, a little slyness creeping into his voice and it catches Dan off guard.
"No..." Dan lies and attempts to steady his expression as he turns around but one look at Jev's face tells him he's like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar and crumbs on his mouth to boot and trying to deny.
"It's written all over your face, you're jealous. You are jealous." Jev laughs, incredulity and amusement lighting up his features.
"Alright, a bit."
Dan screws his lips tightly and lowers his gaze in a mix of annoyance and embarrassment. "I mean, lately you guys have been getting on like best mates," he defends, "and I'm just not there," he finishes quietly.
Jev cups his face gently with both hands and looks at him seriously. "First, Daniil's my teammate so we have to get along. Plus, he's a nice guy. Second, you don't have to worry because I've got you already and I don't need anyone else."
"Yeah?"
Jev takes a step closer. "I love you, Dan."
It's the reassurance Dan needs and the last few words make his heart sing and he bites on his bottom lip, unable to stop himself from grinning like a fool.
"Say it in French."
"Je t'aime, Daniel."
It's a wonder how Jev can make it sound so incredibly sexy and heartfelt at the same time and Dan just about flings himself at Jev, kissing him wildly like there's no tomorrow. Jev winds his arms around Dan's back and pulls him closer, lining up their chests so Dan can feel just how fast their hearts are racing together.
Jev smiles and whispers against Dan's lips, voice low and thick. "Laisse moi te faire l'amour." Dan crumbles to pieces; he doesn't know what Jev is saying but it doesn't matter, he's going to say 'oui'.
For: ellie-mayflower | ellie-mayflower
Pairing: Jean-Eric Vergne/Daniel Ricciardo
Rating: G
Length: 700w
Summary: Jev and Daniil suddenly seem to be getting on like best mates. Daniel is jealous.
Notes: Thanks V for beta-ing xD
"Hey, Dan." Jev picks up on the third ring and his voice is all bright and full of laughter and it makes the insides of Dan's stomach do little flips.
"Something good happened?"
"Not really, Daniil was just telling me he's never been to a club so I said we should go this weekend. Monte Carlo has good ones." Jev sounds excited and Dan can hear Daniil chuckling in the background.
Dan shoves his hand into his jeans' pocket and paces. "Cool, that sounds great," he tries to keep his tone light, hardly enthusiastic that Jev is spending time with Daniil even when they're away from the track.
'Ask him if he wants to come' he hears Daniil say. "Want to come?" Jev asks.
Dan sighs into the speaker because he would really like to go but he has sponsorship duties and all.
"It's okay if you're busy." Jev sounds more resigned than disappointed.
"Sorry, mate."
"Just the two of you?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just wondering."
Dan never thought he would be the jealous type until one day when he realised that every other sentence had Daniil's name in it. He'd tell Jev about something only to have Jev relate it back to Daniil and it made a sensation akin to heartburn tear up his chest.
It's that same soreness and suffocation lingering in him when they hang up and it makes him feel ugly and twisted, but most of all it scares him a little that Jev has become more significant to him than he thought he would be.
Jev shows up at his door on Monday morning with a waiting embrace and Dan leans into him, taking in the fresh scent of his aftershave. It's been awhile.
"Up so early? Thought you'd be lying in bed with a hangover." Dan asks over his shoulder as he returns to packing his luggage and Jev settles into an armchair.
Jev snorts. "I think Daniil is the one with the hangover, you should see what he did last night."
With that, Dan's curiosity is piqued. He draws descriptions out of Jev, asking questions although he doesn't know what he's looking for, all he knows is that Jev's answers still leave him with an uneasy feeling.
Jev pauses suddenly, as if it has finally dawned on him what's been going on.
"Dan...are you jealous?" Jev asks, a little slyness creeping into his voice and it catches Dan off guard.
"No..." Dan lies and attempts to steady his expression as he turns around but one look at Jev's face tells him he's like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar and crumbs on his mouth to boot and trying to deny.
"It's written all over your face, you're jealous. You are jealous." Jev laughs, incredulity and amusement lighting up his features.
"Alright, a bit."
Dan screws his lips tightly and lowers his gaze in a mix of annoyance and embarrassment. "I mean, lately you guys have been getting on like best mates," he defends, "and I'm just not there," he finishes quietly.
Jev cups his face gently with both hands and looks at him seriously. "First, Daniil's my teammate so we have to get along. Plus, he's a nice guy. Second, you don't have to worry because I've got you already and I don't need anyone else."
"Yeah?"
Jev takes a step closer. "I love you, Dan."
It's the reassurance Dan needs and the last few words make his heart sing and he bites on his bottom lip, unable to stop himself from grinning like a fool.
"Say it in French."
"Je t'aime, Daniel."
It's a wonder how Jev can make it sound so incredibly sexy and heartfelt at the same time and Dan just about flings himself at Jev, kissing him wildly like there's no tomorrow. Jev winds his arms around Dan's back and pulls him closer, lining up their chests so Dan can feel just how fast their hearts are racing together.
Jev smiles and whispers against Dan's lips, voice low and thick. "Laisse moi te faire l'amour." Dan crumbles to pieces; he doesn't know what Jev is saying but it doesn't matter, he's going to say 'oui'.