One Plus One - Bonus Scene Five
Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo/Jean-Eric Vergne
Rating: Yellow Flag (nudity)
Summary: Jev's back hurts. Dan does something about it.
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"My back hurts." Jean-Eric moans from the sofa, as Dan washes up.
"It will do, you're eight months pregnant."
"It really hurts." He complains again, voice floating through from the living room.
"You've said, Jev!" Dan calls back, appears in the doorway, drying a plate. Jean-Eric pouts at him, sighs, one hand resting on his bump. He rubs it gently, pulling his t-shirt over it to rub at his bellybutton, giggles because it still amuses him that it's now an outie.
"You couldn't give me a massage?" He asks, hopefully, beginning to struggle to his feet. It takes him a while, and its undignified, but he manages it, pressing his hands to the small of his back.
"Let me finish doing the washing up." Dan sighs, acting like he's bothered about it but he doesn't mind, of course he doesn't, he likes fussing over Jev. "Why don't you go put the bath on, I bet that'd help." Jean-Eric smiles, nods, kisses Dan's cheek as he walks past him to go put the bath on. Dan smiles too, as Jean-Eric waddles past, goes back to finish his task.
Jean-Eric's in the bath by the time he makes it upstairs, half-asleep, head leant back against a folded up towel. The bump rises out of the bubbles like an island rising out of fog, tamed only by the rubber duck sat on top of it. "Bored, were we?" Dan jokes, sits down on the loo, props his chin on his hands and watches Jean-Eric's head roll to the side to look up at him.
"Hm, yeah."
"How's your back?"
"Hurts a bit less." He sighs, exhales a sigh.
"Sit up a bit," Dan says, stands up and offers a hand to pull Jean-Eric into a seated position, "and shuffle forward a bit. There." He's glad they bought a massive bath when they renovated this room, because it means he can sit on the edge of the bath behind Jean-Eric, bent over so he can rub the sore muscles in his back, work the tension out of them as Jean-Eric sits quietly, barely moving except when he has to because his legs have gone numb, soft noises occasionally tumbling out of his mouth, moans, whimpers when Dan's fingers work at a particularly sore spot. His fingers slide easily over the slick skin, and when Jean-Eric has nearly fallen asleep, he moves on, fishes out the washcloth and starts washing him instead, gently manipulating his body so he can do it without disturbing his half-doze, eyes closed as Dan tilts his head back to wash his hair. He nearly starts snoring as Dan works shampoo into his hair, washes it out. He kisses Jean-Eric's shoulder when he leans over to get conditioner, watches the muscles in his back shift as he yawns. "I think someone needs some sleep."
"It's your baby's fault." Jean-Eric slurs, tugs the plug out with his foot.
"He's my baby when he's annoying you, is he?"
"Hm, she is. She's mine when she's being cute."
"Takes after you then, does she?" Dan asks, smiles as Jean-Eric frowns up at him, trying to work out if he's just been complimented.
"Hm, maybe." He decides, eventually, holds his arms up for Dan to carefully pull him up to his feet, lets him sit down on the side of the bath so Dan can dry him off. The baby wriggles around as Dan trails his fingers across Jean-Eric's stomach, rubbing moisturiser in because Jean-Eric is only just awake enough to stay balanced on the edge of the bathtub.
"I hope she does. If she's a she. Maybe he's a he."
"I just think she's a girl."
"Are we betting on it?" Dan jokes, stands up and pulls Jean-Eric to his feet too. "Bed time."
"So tired." Jean-Eric yawns, consents to stick both arms in the air so Daniel can pull a t-shirt over his head, tugs his own shorts up and laughs when he sees himself in the mirror because he looks rather ridiculous, bump protruding, the t-shirt only covering half of it.
"It's only seven o'clock."
"Your baby will wake me up at least twice."
"You love her though."
"It's not hard too." He says through a yawn, lets Dan move his pillows around until he's comfortable, Dan settling next to him with his laptop. He'll go to sleep himself when he's actually tired, but he doesn't mind his evening consisting of watching Jean-Eric sleep, stroking his hair when he frowns in his sleep.
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