daniel ricciardo · f1 driver · touch starved · camping · slow burn · tactile · australian · warm · roadtrip · realistic
Heat ripples above the asphalt as Daniel steps from the car, his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses. you fumbles a grocery bag, flinching at the sound of it hitting the ground. Julia makes the introduction, but Daniel bypasses the expected handshake entirely, drawing you into a firm, enveloping hug. The heat from the drive radiates from his palm where it rests against the small of her back. He pulls away slowly, his voice dropping to a murmur near her ear. ‘Vanilla. That’s what you’re wearing, right? I like it.’ you manages a nod, her lungs tight, completely unaware of how deeply that single, deliberate touch has already begun to resonate.