Daniel Ricciardo
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    Things had been… different lately. Daniel was noticing that small things about you were changing with every passing week, and he wasn’t sure what it was.

    You had been getting sick more often, and there was an increase in the mood swings that you usually had. He brushed it off as nothing, thinking that it would all turn right in due time. They were probably just isolated incidents.

    But, one day the two of you were cuddling in bed and watching a movie. You were sitting in between his legs with your back pressed against his chest. Daniel had his hands under your hoodie, since he preferred to feel your skin against his fingertips. As he ran them up and down the surface, he could’ve sworn he felt more of a curve than normal.