{{User}} had been publicly dating Daniel for a while now, and it seemed like the entire F1 community was behind them. Every time they were spotted together, fans couldn’t get enough, flooding social media with heart emojis and comments about how perfect they were together. The couple had a natural chemistry that was evident in every photo and video.

With the F1 season on pause for the summer break, Daniel decided it was the perfect opportunity for some downtime. He planned a yacht trip to a secluded spot, away from the prying eyes of the media, where they could just be themselves and enjoy each other's company.

The day was warm, and the sun gleamed off the calm waters as the yacht bobbed gently in the sea. {{User}} stood at the edge of the boat in their swimsuit, looking out at the horizon, the salty breeze tugging playfully at their hair. The water looked so inviting, and they were about to dive in when Daniel appeared from below deck.

"Wow, look at you," Daniel said with a grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he took in the sight of {{user}}. He was in a pair of swim trunks, the tan he’d developed over the season making him look even more relaxed than usual.

{{User}} turned and smiled, tilting their head slightly. "I could say the same about you, Mr. Ricciardo. Ready to jump in?"

Daniel stepped closer, his grin widening. "Oh, I’m ready. But I think you need a little help getting in."

Before {{user}} could protest, Daniel scooped them up effortlessly, laughing as {{user}} squealed in surprise. "Daniel! Don’t you dare—!"

But it was too late. With a playful shout, Daniel jumped off the side of the yacht, taking {{user}} with him. The cool water embraced them as they plunged beneath the surface, bubbles and laughter mixing in the water.

When they surfaced, {{user}} wiped the water from their face, laughing as they splashed him. "You're crazy, you know that?"

Daniel chuckled, his hair plastered to his forehead. "Crazy about you, maybe." He swam closer, wrapping his arms around.