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baby ric | d. ricciardo

pairing: dad!daniel ricciardo x reader word count: 3.5k words request: yes by bestie @tamaraudvardy "Hiyaa 🥺 I love your writing style and I just had a really cute idea . How about daniels baby boy’s first gp appearance at the aus gp? Like he is only few months old and its the medias first time seeing him and daddy ricc is just so stoked and talks about him all weekend and gives him such a boost in his driving style🥺 thank you if you do it❤️" bestie girl you always give me the sweetest, fluffiest prompts. warnings: language maybe, mentions of childbirth, dad!dan. a/n: i feel like we all need some fluffy dan content after sunday's race. also this is scheduled so pls let me know if it shows up in the tags!

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the season was off to a rough start for daniel. it was starting to take a toll on him, you could see it. as much as you tried to keep his confidence up, the brutal reality that this season might be even worse than his last was doing awful things for his mental state.

something that also had affected him was being away from his home for the longest time in a while, his home race was something he always looked forward to, no matter his result, the crowd there would support him and cheer him on no matter what. he'd been needing and missing that for the past three years, as well as the presence of his family with him.

this year was going to be a different one. this year daniel would have more support than ever. yours, his parents and sister, niece and nephew. but there was one tiny person who recently joined his fan club.

your baby boy, henry, was born on a sunny july morning. the day was calm, birds were chirping as you gripped daniel’s hand. he was whispering sweet words in your ear as you started pushing.

you’d been in monaco for the past month, it was hell not being able to keep supporting dan by being at his side, but your belly was too big to hide under one of his sweaters, and traveling so much could be risky at that stage of the pregnancy. so for the last month of your life you stayed behind as your little bun in the oven finished growing. daniel flew back home as soon as his last race was over, being deprived from your touch and presence for too long since you met years ago.

since no one other than your families knew about your pregnancy, you relied on them to help you the first few months of henry’s life. he was loved by everyone, and he loved them back. his father especially. daniel had never been happier, with a perfect son that he could love unconditionally, that he could teach everything he knew, that he could protect and have as many adventures with as possible. it killed him to leave you both behind after his summer break, but you two weren’t ready to share henry with the world just yet.

the off-season months were three of the best months of your life. the three of you together, cooped up in your home all day, every day. watching henry reach his seventh and eighth month mark, taking as many pictures of the father-son duo that had stolen your heart.

the first two races of the season were completely brutal for dan, he'd called you each day, after every session and just avoided the topic, choosing instead to focus on henry. just the sight of his precious little man was enough to keep him going. but you knew it wasn't good, you knew he wasn't okay.

daniel didn't know you were coming. he was going to take his time in australia to let out all his frustrations out with his parents and sister, even though he knew there was no one in the world who could comfort him as well as you did, he didn't have the heart to face you both after his disappointing races.

he flew home right after the second race, needing to feel the sun that saw him grow up, walk the trails that he discovered when he needed to get away from the world. no matter how much time passes, being in perth will always make him feel like a kid again. he couldn't wait to share it with his son one day.

thankfully, he didn't have to wait that long. you knew that daniel needed you, so you flew a few days ago and arrived safely in his family's home a day before he did. you didn't know how he'd react to seeing you both there.

you and henry were out in the backyard, he was sitting on your lap as you fed him a midday snack. you were making funny faces at him, opening your mouth in hopes that he'd echo your movements, feeding him the sliced up fruit you prepared for him.

"that's my good boy, look at you. you ate all your fruit, henry!" you beamed at him, attacking his chubby cheek with kisses. he giggled, moving his tiny arms up and down as you started tickling his sides slightly. you felt your heart beating hard as you heard his little sounds, it was hard to believe sometimes, that this little perfect person was your son. "daddy's gonna be so excited to see you, my love."

logically, you knew that the chances of him understanding what you were saying were almost none, but you could've sworn that you saw his eyes sparkling brighter at the mention of his father.

"yeah, he is, he's gonna hold you sooo tight and won't let go of you," you spoke, standing up as you wrapped your arms around his frame, carrying him. henry started giggling again, a smile made its way into your face, "he'll spin you around and play with you in the mud, and you'll both have that same mischievous smile on your faces, you troublemakers!" you continued, walking around with your baby boy in your arms, tickling his sides as his laugh got louder, making you laugh as well.

daniel thought he was dreaming. as he shut the door of the car once he arrived at his parents' house, he thought he heard your laugh. he walked up the porch steps, where his mother waited for him with open arms. as his mother closed the door behind them, once they'd stepped inside, daniel heard it again. your laugh.

"i think i need some sleep," he mumbled under his breath, dropping his bag on the floor and walking to the kitchen.

he stopped in his tracks, thinking his mind was playing tricks on him. because on the other side of the kitchen window, he saw you.

a flowy dress on, bare feet touching the grass beneath your feet, a beautiful baby boy in your arms. the sound of your and henry's giggles mixing together brought him out of his initial state of shock.

"they arrived here yesterday," his mom told him, touching his shoulder. he didn't move, he could only keep his eyes on you, as you sat down on the grass and let henry explore around you, "go, i know you need them right now." she said, and daniel didn't think twice. he turned around and ran to the backdoor, sliding it to the side so he could step out.

"henry," you whispered, grabbing him by his middle and turning him around, so he could see his father running toward him. you stood up with him in your arms, henry's loud, excited screaming mixed with his kicking made you smile as you started heading daniel's way so you could meet halfway.

daniel's long arms wrapped around the both of you, pulling you so incredibly close that you could feel his heartbeat against you.

"you're here," dan whispered against your neck, feeling henry's hands on his hair, curling on his hair and tugging.

"of course we're here, we wouldn't miss it. right, henry?" you looked at your boy, stabilizing him in your arms before handing him to dan, "we're here to support daddy, isn't that right, baby?" you said, smiling at how small he looked next to his father.

"i love you so, so, so much," daniel kissed henry's cheek over and over again, making the boy giggle, but daniel's eyes were on you. "god, i can't believe you're here," he smiled, his shoulders relaxing as he slid an arm over your shoulders and pulled you close. you stood on your tiptoes to place a kiss to his cheek, but he moved his head and your lips met his instead. you smiled into the kiss, closing your eyes as you melted into him, only to be abruptly separated by henry’s fists on your face.

“don’t be jealous, my boy, you know you’re my favorite,” you said, taking him from dan’s hold and hugging him tightly. in a matter of seconds, you felt daniel’s arms around the both of you, you leaned your head against his chest as he kissed the top of your head.

“thank you for being here,”

“of course, henry was dying to know australia,” you joked, kissing his jaw, where his two-day beard tickled your skin.

the rest of the day was spent exploring. daniel proudly introduced henry to his parents’ farm, the animals, and even sat on a tractor with henry on his lap. slowly, the gleam that was missing from dan’s eyes returned as he spent more time with the two of you. and it got better once his sister and her family arrived later that afternoon.

little isaac and his sister were captivated by henry. daniel was scared at first, that isaac especially, would be jealous of henry, given that he now had to share his uncle’s attention with the baby boy, but isaac loved henry the moment he saw him. he was gentle and loving, and wanted to share everything with him.

that first week flew by in a blissful blur, you’d missed being surrounded by daniel’s family, their warm welcome and the way they made you feel as part of the family even from when daniel first introduced you as his girlfriend years and years ago. but with the end of the week, came the discussion of what would happen next.

“i need you there,” he admitted, his hands were holding your face as you nodded, “you can stay inside the hospitality, i can let everyone know so they’ll leave you alone, but…”

“hey, it’s okay. if you want us there, we’ll be there. your family will be there as well, henry and i will be okay,”

“but the cameras, and…”

“they were going to find out anyway, and we can keep henry with his little cap and sunglasses, like the cool baby he is,” you shrugged your shoulder as you smiled, looking at the sleeping baby on the crib next to the bed. “plus, he’s just like you, he’ll love the attention,”

“that’s true,” he smiled, pressing a quick kiss to your lips.

“and this can be just a special occasion, we both want to protect him as much as we can, but you and i both know that this weekend is special for you. we want to be there for you.”

you’d gone through many different scenarios on how you’d arrive, there was the option to go with his parents, with his sister carrying henry, but that meant being away from daniel for a little while. in the end, you decided to avoid the complications and walk in as a family. the tinted windows of the car prevented anyone from looking in, which was helpful once michael, daniel’s trainer and friend, and one of the few people that knew about henry’s existence, parked the car.

“you guys ready?” he asked, you looked at daniel, who was playing with henry’s hand, a serious look on his face as he focused on his baby boy. you were both sitting in the back, with henry’s car seat between you.

“why don’t you go ahead? we’ll be there in a few,” you replied, giving him a small smile. he nodded, understanding your words.

“i’ll be close by in case you need anything,” you thanked him, watching as he grabbed his bags and stepped out. “bye, henry, i’ll see you in a bit,” he extended his arm, touching henry’s cheek, making your baby smile.

“you okay?” you asked once he closed the door. thankfully there weren’t many people around you.

“i’m nervous, i don’t… i don’t want to disappoint you,” he admitted.

“oh, darling,” you cooed, placing your hand on top of his, the one he was holding henry’s hand with. “we already are so proud of you. you’re a hardworking man, you always give your best no matter what. even if you always find yourself in the back, i don’t care. as long as you enjoy doing this, as long as you choose to do what you love, i will be there. i will always be your number two fan.” you said, and his mouth twitched at your last couple of words, “because this one has already stolen my spot as number one. henry loves you so much, whenever we watch you on tv, i swear he almost wants to talk, it’s like he knows when you’re in the car they show on tv, his eyes go a little wide, his arms go up and he lets out this unbelievable shrill laugh. do you think he cares what place you’re in? he cares that it’s you, that you’re doing what you love. we will always be here for you, your 1-2.”

five minutes later, the world spotted daniel ricciardo holding his now nine-month-old son. henry’s head turns from side to side, seeing the people he’s passing by. although, under the bucket hat and sunglasses, he can’t see quite clearly. daniel’s free hand is holding yours, gripping tightly as if he fears you’ll slip away if he lets go of you even for half a second.

as you made your way through the paddock, you’re met with shocked faces from the other drivers, team members and fans. daniel shifted henry in his arms, hiding his face from the cameras.

“it’s okay, we’re almost there,” you said, turning your head towards him. he nodded.

once you reached the mclaren hospitality, you let out a deep breath. you smiled at daniel, who was hugging henry with both of his arms wrapped around the baby’s tiny frame.

“who do we have here?” you heard a young voice, smiling as he approached you.

“this is henry. look, baby, there’s your uncle lando,” daniel said, turning henry around and removing his sunglasses.

“wha- he- he’s yours?!” lando’s eyes went wide, eyes flying from henry, to daniel, to you.

“yeah,” daniel smiled proudly.

“whoa,” lando leaned down, the bucket hat preventing him from looking at his face directly. “hi there,” he extended his arm, grabbing the baby’s hand. you smiled, expecting henry to drop it and move on quickly. instead, he brought lando’s hand to his mouth, biting the brit’s fingers. “ow!” lando laughed.

“henry!” you giggled, removing lando’s hand from the little boy’s grip, “that’s not how we treat our friends,” you said, rubbing your knuckle against his cheek softly. “okay, daddy, you need to go get ready. say goodbye, henry,” you tried to hold henry, but daniel took a few steps back, still hugging his little baby against himself. “dan!” you laughed.

“no, he can come with me,” daniel shook his head, kissing henry’s head on top of his bucket hat. “right, baby? want to do press with me? you’ll steal all the spotlights,” he continued, bouncing the baby up and down, making him giggle.

“da!” henry exclaimed, moving his arms.

“did he just talk?” you heard next to you, seeing lando smiling.

“no, he’s just making noises,” you said, walking to your boyfriend and baby, grabbing henry and pulling him close to you, much to dan’s dismay, “his first word is going to be mommy, everything else are just noises,” you narrowed your eyes at dan, “now, go get ready. we’ll be here. you too, lando. good thing you’re together, you can keep him in check,” you tapped lando’s shoulder, taking a few steps back. “say bye daddy! we’ll see you later! bye uncle lando!” you grabbed henry’s hand and waved it.

fifteen minutes after leaving the two mclaren drivers to get ready for their friday press conference, you were approached by daniel’s pr manager, who asked you to join him for something. you were confused at first, but stood up and were about to leave henry with grace when you were stopped.

“we need you both, actually,” you frowned at his words, but picked up henry’s hat and sunglasses putting them on like the cool kid he was, and followed him.

“there’s my baby! and my babygirl,” daniel said, wrapping his arms around both of you.

“what are we doing here, dan?” you asked, even though you were already suspecting the reason why.

“well, like we discussed, i need you with me, i need you here.”

“you’re incorrigible,” you shook your head, “we’ll be back here, and if i see you getting distracted, we’re leaving, so you better be a good example for your son here,” you leaned forward, with henry perched on your hip, and pressed a quick kiss to daniel’s lips.

“of course, i’d never disappoint you guys,” he winked, right before walking onstage and sitting next to lando.

as the interviewer introduced the drivers, he immediately focused on daniel, as was expected.

“that’s a pretty big smile you’ve got there, daniel… any specific reason why?” he asked, you bit back a smile as you kissed henry’s cheek, surprised that he was staying quiet even though he was seeing his dad.

“well, cat’s out the bag, i guess,” he said, leaning forward and looking at you, he raised his eyebrows, as if asking for permission, you nodded, giving him a thumbs up. “so, yeah, this weekend is a pretty special one for me, not only is it my home race, first home race in a while. but it’s also the very first race that my baby son is joining me for,” he had the biggest smile on his face as he said it. his eyes flew to you, causing the other drivers to do the same as well, you smiled, grabbing henry’s hand and waving at them.

that’s how the weekend went, each time a camera was shoved in his face, daniel somehow managed to mention his son. he never once mentioned his name, wanting to at least keep that bit of privacy for him. plus, all the pictures that were captured were of henry wearing his hat and shades.

the media started naming him ‘baby ric’, which you found adorable. the first two days were already way better compared to the previous two weekends, the track seemed to suit the car, making daniel’s confidence rise.

“i really don’t care if i don’t even get a podium, i’d just like a good result for you and henry,” daniel said early sunday morning, you were eating a light breakfast on the hotel room balcony, looking out at the beach a few minutes away.

“love, do not worry about us. don’t think about anything other than enjoying what you’re doing. we don’t care if you’re first, last, if you don’t finish, we only care about your happiness. that’s the only thing that matters.” you started, getting up from your chair and walking to him, sitting on his lap, feeling his hands on your thighs, “you’ve been doing a great job all weekend, being here does wonders for you, don’t think too much about points, podiums, this is the first time our son is seeing you out there, i think the only think he’ll want to remember is how much fun his dad is having doing what he loves. he’s been having a great time watching you out there,”

“i can feel it, i can feel his, and your presence, it makes me work harder, it helps me focus and perform better. this is the best i’ve been in a while, and it’s all because you’re here with me.”

later, as you walked through the paddock holding daniel’s hand, henry perched on his hip. your baby was wearing a small mclaren cap that zak had given him the day before. normally during race day you’d keep your distance, knowing that daniel needed to be in the right headspace before a race, keep the energy flowing, the adrenaline pumping in his veins.

but that day was different, he needed to have you and henry close for as long as he could. he was busy, dividing his time between interviews for many media outlets. he had a lot of people supporting him, even got a solo interview during the driver’s parade.

his smile was as big as ever, you could hear the excitement in his voice as he spoke, the little laugh that escaped mid-sentence. and of course, the bragging about his perfect baby boy.

“it’s been a really crazy week, we’ve obviously seen some improvement. maybe it’s track specific, or me being home, or the fact that my son is here with me, but yeah, it’s good to be back here, the crowd has been incredible all weekend. and yeah, hopefully we can give them a nice show and hopefully score some points today. that would just help my case that i need my baby with me for all the races, so, yeah, we’re in for an exciting race.”

as you sat in the mclaren hospitality, with henry in your lap, you cuddled him tighter against you. it didn’t matter how good or bad daniel’s race turned out. if he scored points or didn’t. but watching him cross the line in a respectable sixth place, you really couldn’t have asked for anything more. you were proud of him. henry was proud of him. and, neither of you knew at that time, but baby ric #2 was proud of her dad as well.

#stop this was so cute 😭😭#daniel ricciardo #maleeha reblogs f1 #fic rec

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