Baby Jr | Four
Baby Jr | Four
— Meticulous Avoidance
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pairing: carlos x fem!reader
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The sun slants through the blinds, casting elongated shadows across the room. You sit on the edge of the bed, your hands trembling slightly as you stare at the tenth pregnancy test you've taken, still in disbelief.
"No," you murmur as two pink lines stare back at you, confirming what you've been fearing for the past couple days.
You're pregnant.
Carlos's face flashes through your mind, his smile, his touch, the intensity of those nights spent together. It was supposed to be casual, fun, a temporary escape from the reality of the world around you.
While trying to escape reality, you've been hit in the face by it.
You and Carlos were reckless, that was a given, but now you also had to face the consequences of those moments shared.
You attempt to push back the wave of panic threatening to engulf you. Your vision blurs as your eyes fill with tears and your hands tremble, still holding on to the test.
How could this happen? How could you let it happen? What are people going to say? What is he going to say?
Your mind races, trying to grasp onto some semblance of control amidst the chaos of your thoughts. But deep down, you know there's no escaping the truth.
You're carrying Carlos Sainz's child, and everything is about to change.
Rising from the bed, your movements are mechanical, as if you're navigating through a foggy haze.
The room feels suffocating, the walls closing in on you with each passing second. You need air, space, a moment to breathe and collect your thoughts. With trembling steps, you make your way to the window, dropping the pregnancy test on the floor. You push the window open to let in a rush of cool morning air but even the fresh breeze fails to dispel the suffocating sense of unease that grips you.
Outside, the world carries on, oblivious to the turmoil raging within you. Birds chirp in the distance, cars hum along the street below, and somewhere in the distance, the low murmur of voices drifts through the air.
But in this moment, none of it matters. All you can focus on is the life growing inside you, a tiny, fragile being whose existence is now irrevocably intertwined with yours.
You lean against the windowsill, your gaze fixed on the horizon, lost in a maze of swirling thoughts and emotions. Despite how much you try, you cannot stop thinking about the new situation you've found yourself in.
How will you face Carlos? How will you tell him the news? And more importantly, what will his reaction be? The questions echo in your mind, unanswered and unsettling.
But for now, there's only one thing you can do: keep it to yourself. You remind yourself that the next race is two weeks later, offering a temporary reprieve, a brief respite from the inevitable confrontation that looms on the horizon.
As you draw in a steadying breath, you steel yourself for the challenges that lie ahead. Tears still continue to flow from your eyes, but as you peer down at your stomach, you can't help but feel a tinge of hope in between the fear of your future.
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As the days pass, the weight of your secret presses down on you like a lead blanket. Every time you meet someone whether it's a stranger or a close friend, you feel the guilt internally shaming you just for keeping the secret to yourself.
You try to bury yourself in work, throwing yourself into your duties as a media personnel with a newfound fervor. You weren't needed at the track since there weren't any races, but you did need to step up the team's media presence and engage with the fans during the brief break.
Although you weren't required to see Carlos in person, your work required you to view the images and videos in which he participated in along with his teammate. You wanted to bury your face in your hands as you watched the videos again because you could hear his laugh and voice.
From considering Carlos as a distraction, now you needed a distraction from him and unfortunately your job did not allow that.
It didn't help that he would still text you, because after all you were still friends before it became physical. He sent you photos of the sunset from whichever country he decided to fly to because you once told him that you loved sunsets.
He was unaware of the turmoil of stress you experienced every time a notification popped up on your phone with his name. Your first thought was that he found out, even though no one else knew the secret but you.
You couldn't ignore his messages or else he would know that something was up, and that was the last thing you wanted him to know especially during the break.
No matter how hard you try to distract yourself, thoughts of Carlos and the impending conversation linger at the edges of your mind, a constant, nagging presence.
Finally, the week of the next race arrives, and with it, the inevitable reunion with Carlos. You stand in the bustling paddock, surrounded by the frenetic energy of the Formula One world. The air is thick with the smell of rubber and gasoline, the sound of engines roaring in the distance while the fans cheered every time they spotted a driver.
As you continue walking through the paddock, you notice a crowd of reporters and fans circling a couple drivers. You couldn't see their faces until you craned your neck, and as soon as you did, you wish you hadn't.
You caught a sight of Carlos in the distance standing alongside Lando which in itself causes an uproar as their friendship is infamous. However, in that moment, you couldn't care less about Lando, instead your eyes were drawn towards Carlos, as always.
He looks every inch the confident, charismatic driver you've come to know, his easy smile and charm putting those around him in a trance.
For a moment, you consider approaching him, but then you wonder what you'd say. It's not like you could tell him the truth in front of the crowd and there was no other topic you could think of.
Instinctively, your palm rests over your womb, and once you realize your actions, you quickly avert your gaze from him, turning away before he can spot you.
You slip into the shadows, dodging behind equipment crates and team trailers as you make your way through the paddock. Every instinct screams at you to run, to hide, to avoid the inevitable confrontation that awaits. And so you do, weaving through the crowds with a practiced ease, your heart pounding in your chest.
But no matter how hard you try to escape, you can't shake the feeling that Carlos is watching you, his eyes boring into your back with an intensity that sends a chill down your spine. You quicken your pace, ducking around a corner and into the relative safety of the media center, where you hope to find refuge from the storm brewing outside.
The noise from outside disperses away which you were thankful for but it only magnified your own thoughts. Fortunately, you spotted Ava but as you walked towards her, you noticed that she was speaking to Charles.
You gave her a nod in acknowledgement when she spotted you and turned to sit at one of the further tables, taking a moment to sigh. She notices the tension in your demeanor, the way your eyes dart nervously around the room, and she can't help but raise her eyebrows in concern.
You offer a tight-lipped smile, attempting to brush off her concern, but Ava isn't one to be easily dissuaded.
She pats Charles' arm and smiles at him before wrapping up the conversation she was having with him. You watched from afar, noticing the easy camaraderie between them, a hint of something more lingering in the air. Perhaps you were just seeing things and overthinking it because you were involved with Carlos.
You discarded that thought as you saw Ava approached you, her gaze filled with genuine concern.
"Hey, everything alright?" she asked, her palm resting on top of your hand.
You nod, "yeah, just a bit stressed with work." You hoped that she wouldn't press further on the matter since she also knew about those stressful days at work, having worked in the same field as you.
But, she furrowed her eyebrows, "is it just work, or is something else bothering you?"
Her gaze fixed on you with a mix of concern and curiosity. The weight of your secret pressed heavily on your chest, each breath feeling more constricted than the last. You toyed with the idea of confiding in her, of sharing the truth that had been gnawing at you for weeks. But the fear of her reaction, of the potential consequences, held you back.
Ava reached out and squeezed your hand, her touch a silent gesture of support. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" she said softly, her voice filled with warmth and understanding.
You nodded, your throat tight with unspoken words. How could you burden her with such a heavy secret? What if she reacted poorly, or worse, felt betrayed by your silence?
But as you looked into Ava's eyes, seeing the genuine concern and compassion reflected there, you couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope. Maybe she would understand. Maybe she would offer the support and guidance you so desperately needed.
The silence stretched between you, each moment filled with the weight of unspoken truths. Finally, you took a deep breath, steeling yourself for what was to come. "There's something I need to tell you," you began, your voice barely above a whisper. "It's... it's not easy, but I trust you, Ava. And I need you to know."
You had to tell her the whole story, start from the beginning from the night Carlos stopped by your hotel. You reassured your thoughts with a nod, racking your mind for the best way to explain it all.
As you gathered the courage to confide in Ava, Carlos' voice cut through the air, interrupting your moment of vulnerability by calling your name. You turn to see him approaching you, stopping once he reaches the table.
"Hey, can I borrow you for a moment?" he asked, eyes flickering between you and Ava.
You hesitated for a moment, glancing at Ava who gave you a reassuring smile. "I'll catch up with you later, yeah?"
You nod at her before looking at Carlos and standing up. He motioned for you to follow him, down the halls and away from prying eyes. As you walked with him, your mind raced with a whirlwind of emotions — frustration at the interruption, anxiety over why Carlos wanted to see you, and a lingering sense of guilt for keeping secrets from both him and Ava.
When you reached the secluded corner, Carlos turned to face you, his gaze ever so watchful. He had a smirk playing on his lips and for a brief moment it reminded you of the time you spent together before finding out life changing news.
You rolled your eyes once you saw how quickly his expression changed, now only a hint of mischief glinting in his eyes. Yet, you still asked, "why did you need to 'borrow' me?"
Carlos leaned closer, resting his palm against the wall like he's done before, his smirk widening into a playful grin. "Well, I just wanted to see you," he said, his tone laced with amusement.
Your eyebrows shot up in surprise at his unexpected admission. "Just to see me?" you repeated, a hint of skepticism in your tone.
He shrugged and stated, "it's been two weeks since I saw you last."
A rush of conflicting emotions washed over you at his words — relief that he didn't suspect anything, guilt from earlier, and a flicker of something else, something you couldn't put a finger to.
His fingers trailed down the length of your arm, settling on your waist. With his proximity, a sudden wave of nausea washed over you. The scent of his cologne, once familiar and comforting, now felt overwhelming, almost suffocating.
"Carlos, what cologne are you wearing?" you blurted out, unable to mask the discomfort in your voice.
Carlos pulled back slightly, his brows furrowing in concern. "It's the same one I always use," he replied, his tone tinged with confusion. "The one you always liked."
You blinked, trying to push past the nausea and focus on his words. "But it smells...different," you managed to say, your stomach churning with unease.
Carlos' expression softened, his concern deepening as he stepped back but still reached out to steady you. "Are you okay?"
You took a deep breath, trying to quell the rising tide of nausea threatening to overwhelm you. "I think I just need some fresh air," you murmur, your voice shaky.
Without waiting for a response, you hurried away from Carlos, the scent of his cologne still lingering in the air of the hallway like a heavy cloud. You found it odd, as it was never this overpowered to the point where you could smell it from afar, instead it was fairly faint, only smelling it when you were snuggled up next to him in bed.
As you step outside into the cool breeze, you take a moment to collect yourself, the nausea gradually subsiding with each intake of breath.
The fresh air also gave you a sense of clarity, able to think about the situation without it becoming too much to bear.
The realization hit you like a tidal wave — you almost went right back into his arms as if the pregnancy never existed. You would've willingly gone back to your old ways, spending time with him simply because he smiled at you and wanted to see you.
The temptation to bury the truth was strong, to pretend as if nothing changed between you two. But it was wrong, you can't possibly deceive him like that. He would find out one way or another, especially as the months go by and your pregnancy can no longer be hidden.
You softly press your hand against your stomach, a sad smile growing on your face. You wouldn't have to tell him if you didn't plan on keeping the child, but having to live normally again, as if nothing happened, would eat you alive.
Plus, you didn't even think about that option thoroughly, already feeling a blossoming connection to the little life growing in your womb.
You shake your head, discarding such vile thoughts. With a heavy heart, you made a decision to avoid Carlos until you built up the courage to tell him the truth. It wouldn't be easy to tell him right away, because this news could shatter the state of your relationship with him, whether it's friendship or more.
As you returned inside the paddock, you spotted Ava who was rushing around, holding a large stack of items you couldn't see from afar. Watching her hurried movements, you found yourself lost in deep thought again, this time, strategizing how to share the news with her, how to confide in her. The weight of the secret you carried felt unbearable now that you were back at work, and the thought of continuing to hide it from Ava was driving you to the brink of madness.
You consciously straighten your posture, a silent reminder to yourself that you were in a professional setting. The familiar sights and sounds of the workplace surrounded you, pulling you back to reality. Here, amidst the hustle and bustle of the paddock, there was no room for distractions from your personal life. Each moment was precious, each task demanding your full attention and focus. So, with a determined resolve, you pushed aside the turmoil of your personal struggles, channeling your energy into the demands of your professional responsibilities.
As the day wore on, you found yourself avoiding any encounters with Carlos as decided, darting down different corridors and finding excuses to linger in secluded corners whenever you caught a glimpse of him in the distance. It wasn't necessarily hard to avoid him, which made you realize that your job didn't entail being around him as much as he made it out to be. However, it did send a pang of hurt through you every time you heard his laughter or his name uttered by other people.
With each passing hour, you grew more resolved in your decision to keep your distance until you found courage to tell him the truth, after telling Ava.
Speaking of, your phone pinged with a text from her. 'I'm coming over after work, be ready to tell me everything'
Fortunately, the first race after the break was in your home city, which meant that you could show Ava the pregnancy tests you've taken.
The warmth of her friendship offered a glimmer of solace amidst the chaos of the day, and even the past couple weeks, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of relief at the prospect of confiding in her about everything that had been weighing down on you.
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PAIRING ✦ carlos sainz x fem!dog sitter!reader SUMMARY ✦ you work as a dog sitter, and you somehow wind up dog-sitting for a f1 driver. [ SMAU ]
WARNINGS ✦ cursing
NOTES ✦ reader lives in spain & can speak spanish, but isn't originally from spain ( you can decide where! ) i'm not a native spanish speaker, so please correct me if there are some inconsistencies! i know the dog i used for piñon isn't exactly accurate but please just pretend they look the same!! the fc i've used is christina nadin, but feel free to picture whoever you want! my requests are open so feel free to leave a request :)
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yourbsf i think you love the dogs more than you love me
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yourbsf mi mejor amigaaaa!! ( my best friend )
yourusername te amoooo💗 ( i love you )
user1 millie loveddd you! i'd love for you to sit for me again!
yourusername awww i loved millie too! thank you so so muchh 💗
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( caption: need a dog sitter! please reply with recommendations. must be located in Spain & can look after Piñon for just over a week )
yourbsf holaaa! my best friend is a dog sitter, and i'm sure she'd be happy to look after Piñon for you!
carlossainz55 That would be great! Could i have her instagram?
yourbsf sorry still in shock you actually replied LOL, it's @ yourusername!
carlossainz55 Muchas gracias!! ( thank you very much )
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yourusername i look after a lot of dogs, but you will forever be my top bitch ( pun very much intended ) feliz cumpleaños daisy!! mami te quiere mucho 💗 ( happy birthday daisy!! mommy loves you very much )
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yourbsf FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS DAISYYY!!
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carlossainz55 Daisy es muyyy linda ❤️ ( daisy is veryyy cute )
yourusername siiii!! ( yessss!! )
user2 OMG CARLOS??
user3 SIR WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE
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carlossainz55 Hey this is y/n, right?
yourusername NO WAY THEEE CARLOS SAINZ IS DMING ME
but yes it is :) anything i can help you with?
carlossainz55 Your friend mentioned that you were a dog sitter?
@/yourbsf
yourusername yeah i am a dog sitter!! did you need someone to look after ur dog?
carlossainz55 Yeah I did, actually!
I was wondering if you could look after my dog Piñon for the week? I’m going to be away, and my parents are away so they can't look after him right now
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i'm so sorry that reaction was so out of character 😭😭 but yes i'd love to look after him!
carlossainz55 Muchas gracias! I'll message you further details later if that's alright?
yourusername ningún problema! yeah that's fine with me! :) ( no problem! )
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( caption: Missing you already Piñon!! ❤️ )
yourusername
( caption: new best friend unlocked 🔓 )
carlossainz55 Umm he's actually my best friend??
yourusername nuh uh i've claimed him while you're away ❤️❤️
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yourbsf can’t pick who’s cuter: you or piñon
yourusername we both know it’s piñon ❤️❤️
user4 wait who is sheee??
user5 carlos is in her likes!! i’m pretty sure that’s piñon she’s dog sitting ❤️
user6 whoever she is she is stunninggg!!
carlossainz55 Good to see that you’re looking after Piñon!
yourusername geniallll!! ( brilliantttt!! )
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yourusername can’t remember but i think @/yourbsf had stolen some of my soft serve :(
user14 does she speak spanish??
yourusername when i was younger i moved to spain, so i can speak spanish fairly well!
user14 omg i can speak spanish asw!! eres tan bonita por cierto 💕 ( you are so pretty by the way )
yourusername muchas gracias!! 💗💗
user15 no daisy?? ☹️
yourusername daisy content will be returning, i promise!!
carlossainz55 ❤️
yourusername 💗💗
user16 stop theyre sooo cute i can’t handle it
yourbsf that pasta was so delicioussss
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user17 her replying to pretty much all of the comments is the cutest thing everrr she’s such a sweetheart
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carlossainz55 Training almost over 🤝
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charlesleclerc new season about to start 🏎️
carlossainz55 Yess 👊
scuderiaferrari exciting times ahead!
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carlossainz55 The mountains or me??
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user20 @/user21 HERE THEY ARE
user21 THEIR DYNAMICCC UGH
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user22 DAISY'S BACKKKK
user23 amamos a daisyyy!! ( we love daisyyy!! )
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user24 ella es tan perfecta 💞 ( she is so perfect )
yourusername no tuuuuu 💗 ( no youuuu )
carlossainz55 Only one more day!❤️
yourusername ur saying that like it's a good thing :((
carlossainz55 You can always come and visit him!
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user25 NO WAYYY LOOLLL
user26 @/carlossainz55 you taking notes??
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user31 NO MORE Y/N AND PIÑON CONTENT NOOOO
yourusername ☹️☹️
user32 okay but surely this isn't the end of carlos and y/n...right?? RIGHT??
user33 no it acc can't be i'll never stop crying.
carlossainz55 Thanks again for looking after Piñon!! ❤️
yourusername ofccc!! you WILL let me visit him or else 😁
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user34 guysss this isn't the end i'm so sure they'll still be interacting w each other!!
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user35 CARLOS CAN YOU FIGHT.
user36 hand in marriage?? 💍
yourusername betttt!! 💗
yourbsf MY BEST FRIEND LADIES AND GENTLEMEN
yourusername TE AMOOOO
carlossainz55 ❤️❤️
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user37 SO WE ALL SAW CARLOS' COMMENT??
user38 TWO WEEKS ON AND HE'S BACK AGAIN
user39 idc they're too cute
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user45 THE FERRARI MERCH SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE'S DOING
user46 she's soo soft i love her
yourusername 💗💗
user47 SO IT'S BASICALLY CONFIRMED NOW
user48 the press have literally basically confirmed it for them, we're all just waiting until they say it themselves
yourbsf my best frienddddd 😁😁
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carlossainz55 Red suits you ❤️
user49 HURRY UP AND ANNOUNCE IT PLEASE.
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carlossainz55 🏆 P3!! Great start to the season, and no one else I'd rather start it with ❤️
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user50 EVERYONE STAY CALM THIS IS FINALLY HAPPENING.
user51 BRB CURRENTLY SCREAMING
user53 PODIUM FINISH & HARD LAUNCH?? SOOO HAPPY RN.
user54 CARLOS SAINZZZZ ❤️❤️
yourusername 💗💗
carlossainz55 ❤️
user55 THE WAY SHE USES 💗 AND HE USES ❤️ MY HEART CAN'T HANDLE THIS
charlesleclerc about time 🙌❤️
user56 HA CHARLES IS A REAL ONE
user57 officially my favorite couple on the grid.
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user58 hey alexa, play lover by taylor swift
yourusername omg i love taylor 💗💗
user59 if carlos ever fumbles you pls hit my line
yourusername @/carlossainz55 you've been warned!!
user60 POWER COUPLE ALERT
user61 she's actually so perfect it's scary
yourbsf FINALLY. I'VE BEEN WAITING.
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user62 KILL ME NOW THEY ARE ADORABLE.
user63 the way she still likes all of the comments actually has me crying why is she the cutest.
carlossainz55 siempre ❤️ ( always )
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what happens in vegas, does not stay in vegas | ch. 01
pairing: oscar piastri x leclerc!reader
summary: down in the dumps after a big loss, your brother charles decides to stay in instead of going out to party, believing his fellow drivers would keep you from doing anything dumb while out on partying on the vegas strip. that was his first mistake. the next morning his wakes up to the news that you’ve went and gotten yourself married, but who could possible be stupid enough to take advantage of charles leclerc’s baby sister?
warnings: talks about men being creeps. drinking. lando and oscar being proper gentlemen, reader's age is not specified but its mentioned she's in her twenties! reader has everyone wrapped around her finger, oscars antisocial.
word count: 5.1k (my best so far)
authors note: okay soooooo, yes i did already post the first chapter of this series, but i hated it, sorry! so i rewrote it and this was the result, i promise this version is so much better, feedback is also appreciated :) enjoy! i also wrote half this while recovering from wisdom teeth removal, so if there’s any misspelling let’s just blame it on that. reblogs, comments, or feedback of any kind is always greatly appreciated!
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Charles Leclerc was a lame, little, whiny baby, loser. And you would’ve said it to his face…if he wasn’t giving you his card so you can buy drinks and souvenirs all night.
It was the Sunday of the big race in Vegas Nevada, coincidentally the first time you'd been in the States, and like any irresponsible twenty-some-year-old would be, you were more excited about the after-party then the actual race.
"Are you sure you don't want to join?" you shouted towards the hotel bedroom, you had your small setup in the bathroom, you pulled down your dress slightly and adjusted your hair before slowly stepping out of the hotel bathroom.
Charles perked up from his phone, shooting you a small smile, he had placed four in the race, something you found impressive (granted you found anything your big brothers did impressive) while he did not, hence him being a debbie downer and refusing to join you, and his fellow drivers on a night out at the Vegas strip.
"I'm sure, Piccina" Charles sat up, pushing his card towards you on the white bed sheets, "Just be careful?"
You nodded eagerly placing this card carefully into your wallet while smiling at the nickname, Piccina, meaning tiny, it had been your nickname ever since you were little, and him using it gave you the comfort of knowing he wasn't secretly mad at you for ditching him while he was down in the dumps.
"Who's going again?" Charles chimed from behind you as you adjusted yourself in the mirror.
You hummed, thinking, "I know Lando for sure."
Charles snorted, muttering, "That wasn't a question."
"I think Oscar, Carlos..." you paused, hoping you didn't hit a nerve, but he simply nodded, "Max might show up...Franco's a yes, Lance, Fernando, and maybe Pierre?" you turned to him with a smile.
Charles shook his head slightly, "Pierre's staying back with me."
You shot him a funny look, "Date night?"
Charles's laughter rang out in the room, he pulled a pillow from behind him and shot it at you, "You're not funny!"
You stood up, throwing the pillow back at him, "You sure are laughing!"
Two stood around for a few more minutes, with Charles refusing to let you leave out alone, insisting you waited for Lando to pick you up. You groaned, "He's taking forever!"
"I don't care!" he matched your tone, "Its dangerous, you could get mobbed or something."
"And having Lando is going to help that, how?" you rose a brow, and his awkward silence made you smirk in triumph.
He huffed, rolling his eyes, "He won't help with the fans, but he’ll help if some creep tries touching you."
You couldn't argue with that.
Just as you were going to try and argue your way out of the door, again, a small knock rang throughout the room.
You beamed, skipping over to the door, as you opened the door, Lando snapped his head up, a whistle leaving his lips, "Looking good, Leclerc!" he cheered as stepped into the room slightly. You smiled as you gave him a slight spin.
"Thanks Lando," Charles joked, you slapped his arm slightly, rolling your eyes, "You know he was talking about me."
Charles rolled his eyes as he and Lando 'bro-hugged' while you went around the room making sure you had everything you needed.
'"Okay, I'm ready!" you cheered, walking over to the two men. Charles nodded, looking you over once more, Lando made his way out the door.
"You got everything?" Charles checked, you nodded brightly, leaning over to give him a hug, "Phone? Charger? Bandaids? Condom?—“
"Charles!" you shrieked, feeling your body heat up as you heard Lando's faint giggle.
Charles held his hands up in defense, "I don't like talking about it either, but I rather you be safe."
You groaned, taking small steps towards the door, "Yes, Charles I have everything."
Charles smiled, holding the door open for you and you stepped out and stood by Lando, "Good. And remember if you need anything, call me."
"Sir yes, sir!" you saluted jokingly.
Charles turned to Lando, "Keep her safe, alright?"
"Sir yes, sir!" Lando mocked you, Charles rolled his eyes as you and Lando burst into laughter.
"Very funny.." was the last thing he muttered before shutting the door in your face.
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You and Lando walked side by side in the busy streets of Las Vegas, your eyes shone brightly as you took in the new scenery. When you were younger you didn't necessarily get to travel much because all the extra money went to karting and competitions.
You never complained, even when you had to give up your own dream of being a Formula One driver so Charles could have his chance. He was a great talent, everyone in the family recognized that, and you eventually got over your silly dream.
Since that day when you were ripped apart from your passion, Charles promised he would grant every wish you ever wanted. ‘We’ll go the States and eat everything!—And I’ll buy you everything because I’ll have money from Ferrari!’ he said as he wiped your tears from your puffy cheeks. You knew he only said that because he felt it was his fault you didn’t get to live out your dream. And although you would never admit it to anyone, because it made you feel like a horrible sister, sometimes you did resent the decision made by your family— you had talent too. Why was Charles the only one who got the chance to be great?
"Never been to Vegas?" Lando's voice cut through the silence, he was carrying bags and bags of all types of items, clothes, souvenirs, jewelry, you name it. You had really gone crazy. Since you had about an hour to waste until you were all supposed to meet up, you decided to get all your shopping done early.
You had wanted to hold the bags, but Lando instead he do it, saying it was the 'gentlemen' thing to do.
"No." you breathed out with a smile, "I don't get all the hate this place gets, it's beautiful."
Lando snorted, "I've never heard that said about Vegas before."
"People aren't as deep and sentimental as me Lando, you should know that by now," you wiped a fake tear from your eye and Lando burst into laughter.
You smiled, eyeing the bags in his hands once again, "Are you sure we shouldn't take this stuff back to the hotel?"
Lando nodded, pulling the bags closer to him, "We have a private area in the club, we can put them there."
You 'oohed', "Private area huh?"
"Only the best for Ms. Leclerc," he smirked.
"Oh please," you laughed, "You just don't want anyone to record you getting wasted."
"Okay, maybe that too."
You shook your head as you and Lando crossed the street, you caught a glimpse at the club down the strip, "So who's officially going?"
"I know Oscars going."
"Because you bribed him?"
"Yes."
You and Lando both giggled, swerving in between people, "Carlos is going..." Lando eyes you carefully.
You held your hand up, "What happens with Charles and Carlos on track is none of my business...plus they're like a bipolar couple, they'll be back to charlos in no time."
Lando thought for a second before nodding, "That's why carlando is better."
You shook your head with a smile and Lando continued, "George is going, so is Alonso, Max, Franco, Yuki, and Lance."
"No Alex?" you questioned.
Lando shook his head, "He said he's taking Lily on a 'supes romantic vegas date."
You awed, before frowning, "I need a boyfriend."
Lando smirked, turning to you, "You know I have the perfect guy—“
"Lando!" you heard a familiar accent shout near you. Both you and Lando snapped your head up to see Carlos waving widely at you two, while the others pretended not to know him.
"Carlos!" Lando shouted, lifting his arms up, the multitude of bags almost smacking you in the face.
You would think they hadn't seen each other in years with the way they embraced each other, you could only watch in amusement before you felt a slight tap on your shoulder.
Turning around you came face to face with Oscar Piastri, he just got cuter each day, "Hi." he mumbled as he pulled you into a soft hug. "I didn't see you today, and I didn’t want you thinking I was being rude or avoiding you.”
"You? Rude? Never," you mumbled with a smile and he patted your back softly, "I didn't think you would make it.." you pulled back and he shot you a questioning look, "I don't mean to offend but this doesn't seem like your type of place."
Oscar smiled, and you two started to make your way into the booming club, with Oscar's hand resting on your back, you made sure to greet everyone with a smile.
"It's not!" he yelled so you could hear him, while also making sure he wasn't too close to your ear. "Lando bribed me!"
You nodded, laughing, "Yeah he told me! How much did he give you?"
Oscar's face burned red—not that you could see it—"It wasn't really a..money bribe!"
You turned to him confused, but before you could ask him to clarify, you were both halted when Lando seemingly appeared out of nowhere, making you both pause.
Lando already seemed off his rocker, eyes moving side to side widely, "I'm going to get drinks!" he yelled, shoving all of your bags into Oscar's arms, who took them in surprise, "Our area is over there—" both you and Oscar turned to where he was pointing simultaneously, "Have fun okay?" he shot you two a big thumbs up before getting lost in the crowd.
You and Oscar both stood still for a moment before you slowly turned to each other, "How is he already drunk?" you asked, trying to take the bags from Oscar's hands, but he simply swerved around you, nodding up to where Lando pointed previously.
"I can take those, you know?" You yelled over to Oscar as you started climbing the stairs up to the top portion of the club, you could hear the big change in volume as you got higher.
Oscar gave you a funny look, "What type of man would I be if I let you carry these heavy bags?"
You didn't have an answer. It was a big culture shock when you realized men weren't exactly like your brothers, your brothers always treated you like gold. But once you went out to the real world, you were quick to realize that was not the norm.
Oscar took a slight peak into the bag, "What exactly did you buy?"
"Lots of things with my name on it," you laughed, taking a seat on the sofa next to the big group of drivers, who all acknowledged your existence with a smile. You watched as Oscar followed in your steps, taking a seat next to you, his knee touching yours.
"Examples?"
"You name it... license plate, shirts, bracelets, necklace."
"A true Vegas staple." Oscar nodded in approval, turning his whole body toward you.
You beamed, turning toward him as well, eager to keep to conversation going, "So...how do you feel about the race?"
Oscar laughed slightly, taking a peek behind you, "Probably a lot better than your brother."
You nodded with a pursed smile, "Probably,"
"Is that why's he's not here?"
You shrugged slightly, "Maybe. He said he just wasn't feeling it, but who knows?"
"Do you think they'll stay mad at each other for long?" Oscar's voice was now a quiet whisper, clearly trying to avoid attention.
You shook your head, "We have a flight back home tomorrow night, they'll be fine by then." you know that because you had told Charles that if they didn't fix their problem before said flight, you wouldn't be going home with them, you could not deal with that awkwardness. And Charles would do anything for you, so of course he and Carlos were going to make up.
Oscar perked up, smiling at you, "I'm going home on that flight too."
Your face lit up, "You live in Monaco now right?"
Oscar nodded bashfully, he had made the move early that year, during the ‘Leclerc-Piastri adopted son’ situation. He was very quiet about it, so he didn’t expect you to know about it—or frankly, care. “Y-yeah, I thought it would be better with all the traveling.”
“And the tax-evading.”
Oscar let out a loud laugh, no doubt catching the attention of others scattered around the room, you watched him cackle with a smile. “How are you liking it?” you asked.
Oscar sobered down slightly, a grin still present, “It’s not home…but it’s….Monaco.”
You threw your head back with a smile, “It’s better when you get past all the cars and celebrities.”
Oscar nodded, “One of my first days I went hiking," you remember seeing the picture he posted, all sweaty, your eyes widened at the memory, and you shifted flustered "It was nice."
"I can show you some better places if you'd like?
"Really?" Oscar's eyes were wide, full of excitement.
You nodded proudly, "Of course, I've given everyone here a tour of the city, I'm a great guide if I do say so myself."
The lights in Oscar's eyes diminished slightly, for a second, there, he thought he was special, he coughed awkwardly, "Oh yeah?"
You eyed the group behind you, "Since everyone here apparently loves tax evading, I've taken it upon myself to teach them about my home."
Oscar giggled slightly and you contained, raising your brow, "I'm surprised I haven't seen you around, I see George at least three times a week."
Oscar flushed, and this time he was sure you could tell, "Oh I..." he sucked his teeth, "I.. don't really leave my house."
You started at him with squinted eyes for a moment, "...Because of the fans?"
"No...no."
"Because you don't have a car?" you asked, recalling the photo of him riding a bike around the city months ago, you would've thought he would've bought a car since then, or at least borrowed one.
"I have a car."
You laughed in confusion, "Okay then why?"
Oscar shrugged, playing with the ends of his sweater, "I just don't really like to go out."
"Like ever?"
"I go to... grocery stores."
"Oh, Oscar..." you sighed, and the man jumped to defend himself.
"I play sim a lot!...and that's like talking to people?..."
You winced, "Is it though?"
Oscar sighed, looking down at his lap, "...No..."
You pursed your lips, patting his knew softly, "Its okay Oscar...I'll make sure you go out more."
Before he could respond, Lando's loud cheers emerged from the staircase, and Oscar felt your attention slip away from him.
"I'm back, and I bring drinks!" Lando shouted as he hurried over to the group, a tray filled with drinks in his hands. The others cheered. The drink was purple, and it seemed to be fizzling as everyone took one.
"What is this?" Lance blinked up at Lando, who shrugged, Fernando took a small sniff before pulling back in shock; the others looked at him in worry, as he coughed, waving everyone off.
"I have no idea!" Lando yelled, and the other slowly started to put the drink down, "The bartender just told me it would make us forget who won the race tonight!"
Just like that, everyone had picked their glasses back up and quickly swallowed down the drink. Georges's face went black as he rolled his eyes, taking a small sip of his drink, "Assholes.." he whispered.
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"You have really pretty eyes..." Oscar slurred as he watched you lay down on the couch, he sat on the floor, legs crossed over each other as he stared into your face.
You hummed, "People say me and Charles have the same eyes..."
Oscar blinked, "Charles has pretty eyes..."
There was no one left awake in the 'private' area, the men were either down on the dance floor, or asleep on the ground, such as Lance, Franco, and Yuki.
The drink had no effect at first, so everyone felt confident drinking another....and another...and another, and before anyone knew it, everyone was far gone, way far gone.
You giggled, bringing a drunken smile onto Oscar's face. You continued to giggle before your face turned serious.
You turned to Oscar with a glare, Oscar visibly jumped, "Do you have a girlfriend, Oscar?"
Gaping in shock, Oscar shook his head like crazy.
Your glare hardened, "I'm gonna need you to say it."
"I don't have a girlfriend." Oscar replied instantly.
You stared for a couple more moments before a bright grin took over your face, "Thank god!" you giggled before turning serious once more, "It seems like everyone is dating someone, and it makes me feel lonely." You quickly (with a small struggle) sat up from the couch, grabbing Oscar's hand.
“At least you don't have a girlfriend.”
Oscar, the most out of it he's ever been, swayed side to side, “I want to be your girlfriend.” he mumbled, pressing a soft, delicate kiss to your hand.
You giggled, throwing your head back, “Not girlfriend! Boyfriend silly…and I don't think whiny baby Charles would like that…”
Oscar sat up straight, “I don't care what Charles thinks,” he did, he really, really, did. “He shouldn't control your life.” In any other situation, Oscar would never say anything like this, in fact, one of the primary reasons he never man up and asked you out (other than the fact that he was sure you did not like him that way) was because he wasn't sure Charles would approve. And if he didn’t have Charles’ approval, then what was the point in even trying?
“He just thinks he knows best,” you mumbled through a frown. “He doesn't control me…does he?”
Oscar slipped his hands away from you, moving his arms widely “No! No…I’m dumb, Charles would never control you..”
But it seemed like you weren’t listening anymore, your eyes dazed, “If Charles does control me, then I should do something to get him back..” you turned to Oscar with a glare, he knew you well, you were thinking of ways to get back at Charles..for something he didn’t even do. “For being evil…”
Oscar laughed, shaking his head, “Charles isn't evil!” You joined him in the laughter. Before your face went blank, “What were we talking about?”
Oscar decided not to indulge in your evil sibling rivalry plans, “You were telling me how you wanted a boyfriend.”
You gaped, pointing at Oscar, “You're right! You know Oscar…you would be the perfect boyfriend!”
Oscar's cheeks went pink, “I would?” he mumbled bashfully.
You nodded proudly, “Mhm..you are very respectful..you've never stared at my ass, unlike some of the drivers..” Oscar’s mouth opened in shock with a million questions running through his mind, but you didn’t give him time to react, “And you're funny, not like joke funny,” Oscar tried to not let an offended expression take over his face, “But like expression funny. And I’m sure you’d give the best kisses…and! You look like you’d never forget an anniversary.”
Not to toot his own horn, but you're right, Oscar had a great memory, and if it was your anniversary, he would never forget it.
You’re face lights, “I have the best idea!” you squealed, standing up and pulling Oscar up with you, you both stumbled. You pulled on his jacket, bringing you face to face, “We should get married!”
The grin on Oscar’s face was electric, “Yes!” he shouted, accidentally waking up Yuki, who shot up from the cuddle pile on the ground with wide eyes, you two were too focused on your own bubble to notice him.
You gasped, gripping onto Oscar tighter, “Really? You’ll marry me?”
Oscar gripped onto your shoulders, shaking you back and forth tightly, “Of course I would! I’m not stupid!”
“Oh I have to tell Charles! He can’t miss my wedding!”
Oscar nodded, watching with a beaming smile as you pulled out your phone, opening it up before you slowly put it down with a frown.
“I can’t tell Charles.” your eyes unintentionally watered, “He won’t let me.” You slowly sat down on the small couch.
Oscar slowly sat next to you, trying to hide his dimmed energy, “Don’t worry about..” he mumbled, “I can wait.” I’ve already waited six years, he thought, what’s a couple more?
“But you shouldn’t have to wait!’ You groaned, quickly standing up, “We’re getting married tonight!” You stomped your foot, “I’ll just take lots of pictures so Charlie doesn’t miss it!”
Oscar’s light returned, he accepted the hand you held out for him, “Let’s go get married, Oscar!’ you cheered, leading him down the club stairs.
Yucki watched you two leave, his face full of confusion, he groaned, laying back onto the ground while rubbing his eyes, “Married? Charles is going to kill him.”
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“I still can’t believe you let the little princess go out without you,” Pierre mumbled through his bites of popcorn.
Charles rolled his eyes, grabbing another handful of the cornels, “She doesn’t have to be with me all the time, she’s growing up and wants to go out alone.”
“Okay…but with Lando?”
“Lando wouldn’t dare touch her. He knows I would throw him into the barriers.”
Pierre and Charles were lying in bed, a popcorn bucket lay in the middle of them, while a french romance movie played in the background.
Pierre nodded after a pause “You know who I’m worried about?”
Charles leaned over to look at the man, “Who?”
“That Australian creep.”
Charles furrowed his brow,”...Daniel?’
Pierre shot him a look, “No, not Daniel. Oscar.”
Charles shot up with a choked laugh, “O-oscar?” he threw his head back with a loud laugh, “O-oscar?”
Pierre watched him with an unamused face, waiting for him to sober, which took longer than you would think.
“Oscar?” Charles shook his head with a smile as he laid back down, “No..Oscar…” he giggled, “No.”
Pierre scoffed, “You underestimate him..I’ve seen it,” Pierre’s eyes unfocused, “He is always staring.”
Charles shrugged, throwing up a kurnell before catching it in his mouth, “Piccina is pretty…people always stare.”
Pierra shook his head sharply, “No…Oscar stares like he is trying to read her mind or something.. I’m telling you Charles, he is creepy.”
Charles waved him off, “Trust me. Oscar is the last person who would do something to piccina.”
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“I still think this is a bad idea..” Lando slurred as he took off his shirt lazily.
Max nodded in agreement, pulling up his suit pants, “Mhmm..” his head rolled back as he giggled, “Charles is going to blow up,” he made a boom sound.
“At least Oscar finally grew his balls and asked her out...” Lando giggled, looking over to where you and Oscar stood near the chapel. Oscar was adjusting your veil while you played with his tie.
“Does it count if they're both drunk?” Max asked.
Lando thought for a moment, “Maybe..”
After dragging Oscar down to the dance floor, you two found Max and Lando, who you both let know of your plans to get married. You only needed one of them (to be a witness) so you could legally get married. But they both insisted on joining you.
You and Oscar were going all out (as out as you could be with a notice of maybe forty minutes) and that included a dress, veil, and suits for Oscar and the groomsmen (Max and Lando)
“You look gorgeous..” Oscar sighed, gazing down into your eyes.
“You look good too,” You giggled, tightening and untightening his tie. Maybe it was the nerves of doing something so taboo, but you needed something to fidget with.
“Are you sure about this?” Oscar asked, looking behind as the Elvis priest started to set up his whole thing.
“Yeah..” you sighed. In another situation you would’ve never even brought up the conversation of you being lonely, much less getting married in a Vegas chapel, but you were completely out of it, and to be fair, so was Oscar, Max, and Lando.
Speaking of which, the two groomsmen made their way over to you, and patted Oscar on the shoulder, “It’s time.” Lando sang slightly, pushing Oscar to stand on the side of the Elvis priest. Lando followed after him.
Max grinned down at you, giving you, “You ready?” he giggled.
You beamed, wrapping your arm around him as ‘here comes the bride’ started playing softly.”Sure am!”
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There was something so scary about waking up in a room you didn't recognize.
The light was blinding, and it just made your hangover headache ten times worse. You groaned, squinting as you slowly sat up from the unrecognizable bed.
Panicked, you looked around the room–it was trashed, with bottles of wine, and bed sheets scattered everywhere. In terror you looked down at yourself, letting out a sigh of relief at the sight of your clothes still on your body. It was not your clothes, fitting at least five times too big, but still, you took that as a good sign.
Slowly you inched off the bed, and there you noticed there was someone else in the bed, face down, with his arms sprawled out. It was a man. You panicked for a moment, he couldn't be dead, could he?
Carefully, you walked around the bed and squatted to take a look at who it was, the sight made your stomach churn, "Oscar?" you whispered to yourself.
What were you doing in Oscar Piastri's room of all places?
Omg, had he kidnapped you? You laughed to yourself. No, it was more likely that you kidnapped him.
Shaking your head, you decided to leave, the horror it would be if anyone caught you leaving Oscar’s room, the media would go crazy, you’d have to figure this all out later. You stared at him for a small second before making your way to the room, accidentally crushing a piece of paper that lay on the ground.
You winced, turning to make sure the sound did not wake Oscar up, it didn't. With a sigh of relief, you tiptoed out of the room, missing the wedding dress that was neatly hung on the door.
As you stumbled through the hotel hallway, you felt all kinds of dirty. Yes, you still had clothes on, but that did not necessarily mean you two didn't do anything. Yikes. You just prayed that Charles hadn't heard anything about this.
It was in this moment that you thanked Carlos Sainz, their small fight was the reason Charles didn’t go out. It was more than likely he didnt see anything.
Taking your hotel room key out of your bra (safe keeping), you turned the corner of the hotel, gasping in horror at who you saw pacing up and down your room door. Your brother, Charles.
His head snapped up at the sound of the gasp, his eyes red and swollen. He did not waste any time running over to you, his pupils were wild as he scanned you up and down multiple times, he was rambling in French, making your head spin by the sheer volume of his voice.
You shushed him, squinting, "Charles.. calm down please."
He pulled you in a tight hug, "Calm down? How can I calm down! You disappeared and didn’t answer your phone, and I have to find out through Instagram that you got married!" Pause.
You pulled back from the hug, feeling the room spin, "What?" you whispered, although he didnt seem to hear you.
"And listen mon cœur, if you love him then it's okay. We're not mad—just, why didn't you tell us?" He looked down at you with a frown.
You shook your head violently, holding up a finger,
"No no, Charles, what are you talking about?" His sadness quickly turned to confusion, "You got married?"
Your eyes went comically wide, "What!?" you yelled, not caring about your volume.
Charles took a step back, "You disappeared all night and Max posted to social media pictures of your wedding being married. You.. don't remember?"
"No Charles I don't fucking remember!" you shouted in horror, patting yourself down for your phone, just your luck, it wasn't on you.
"Oh my god.." you groaned, shutting your eyes."What's wrong? You don't remember getting married to your secret boyfriend?"
You looked up at your brother blankly, "Charles, I don't have a secret boyfriend."
Charles tilted his head, slowly speaking, "...Then who did you marry?"
You chose not to answer, letting him piece the puzzle together himself.
"You got married to a stranger? What is wrong with you?”
"I was drunk!" you threw your arms up in defense.
"Oh, you were drunk!" Charles asked ironically, "I get drunk all the time and I don't get married to random strangers!"
"You act like I wanted this to happen!" You two bickered, not noticing the awkward Australian slowly making his way towards you two.
"Well, you don't seem as freaked out as you should be!" Charles shouted.
"I'm still processing this!" you whined, stomping your feet, just then you two heard a cough. You swiveled around only to come face to face with Oscar, his pale cheeks lit with fire, "Oscar," you smiled, nudging Charles.
Charles looked up at Oscar in confusion, giving him an unsure smile.
"Sorry to interrupt," Oscar rubbed the back of his neck, before presenting two items, your phone, and a piece of slightly crumbled paper,
You gasped, taking the phone with a smile, but before you could thank him, Charles spoke up,
"Why do you have her phone?" his voice was low, and no amusement was present.
You looked at Oscar with wide eyes, shaking your head slightly, Charles could not find out that you two had spent the night together, no way he would take that well.
With all the ruckus, you yourself hadn’t managed to piece the biggest puzzle together. Maybe if you were in a better headspace and realized that it was Oscar who you had drunkenly married, you would have stopped Oscar from even being near Charles.
Oscar swallowed thickly, blinking, before he could even mutter a word, the paper in his hands was ripped away. The panic was clear on his face, as he tried to reach for it, but to no avail.
You watched in confusion as Oscar clearly started to panic, you glanced back at your brother who was staring down at the piece of paper with never seen before anger.
"What is it?" you mumbled, looking down at his hands, it was a certificate, you slowly read it, dreadfulness morphing quickly.
This document certifies OSCAR JACK PIASTRI & Y/N LECLERC, were united in marriage in the LITTLE LAS VEGAS WEDDING CHAPEL.
Oh shit.
Charles glanced between you and Oscar, whose mouth was pressed tightly.
"You took advantage of my sister?" Charles whispered, and Oscar's eyes widened along with yours.
"No, Charles–" you tried, but Charles had already crumpled the marriage certificate and thrown it to the side.
"You took advantage of my sister?!" Charles yelled, and the next thing you knew, Charles was on top of Oscar, his fist landing on his beautiful face.
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Tantrums - Lewis Hamilton x Reader
Summary: After 10 years together, Lewis keeps pushing back the date on when “forever” can start. Realising that forever applies to her job and not their relationship, she makes it clear that she’s had enough.
Warnings: slight age gap, reader is 32. angst, heavy on the angst.
Requested: @madelynn-sienna (sorry it took so long. i didn’t think i was gonna do it ngl to you because i don’t really write for lewis)
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yn_ln when he feels bad that he’s on the other side of the world for your birthday
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lewishamilton happy birthday, love. i’m so sorry i’m in australia and not with you but i promise i will make it up to you when i’m home. roscoe promised me he’d spend the day spoiling you
→ roscoelovescoco yes i’s did’s
user1 oh to be loved the way yn is loved by lewis
user2 no one makes me feel as single as lewis and yn do
carmenmmundt @/georgerussell63 take notes
→ yn_ln you tell him, hun
→ georgerussell63 i buy you flowers all the time!
f1 we’re sorry that a race fell on your birthday. we’ll ask the fia to fix the calendar next year so this doesn’t happen again
mercedesamgf1 we’d give him back if we could. happy birthday, yn
georgerussell63 hang on a second. you’ve not left us yet. that’s not the right car
→ charles_leclerc that’s the perfect car
→ yn_ln i didn’t buy the car. i just jumped behind the wheel
user3 not me hoping she’d be getting a ring for her birthday
→ user4 we’ve been waiting for this for the past 8 birthdays
→ user5 it’s been 10 years. we were expecting two rings and a few kids by now
→ user6 i mean, he just bought her a sports car. not very kid friendly
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lewishamilton happy 10 years to the love of my life. every moment with you is an adventure i never want to end
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yn_ln forever with you ❤️ mainly because i can’t be bothered to train some new guy to photos that good of me
mercedesamgf1 can’t believe it’s been 10 years already. it feels like only yesterday yn was making her paddock debut. here’s to another 10
→ user7 not mercedes commenting like they’re a part of this relationship
→ user8 well he’s been with yn almost as long as he’s been with mercedes so they practically are at this point
user9 my favourite f1 couple
user10 i love their rich money vibes
roscoelovescoco happy’s anniversary’s mum and’s dad
→ yn_ln my precious boy
→ user11 now she needs a real baby
danielriccairdo i can’t believe she’s managed to put up with you for ten years 😂 huge love to you both
→ yn_ln ngl, it’s been tough
→ lewishamilton i’m taking the ferrari back
user12 wedding and baby when?
georgerussell63 happy 10 year anniversary. yn is my favourite part of you being my teammate
→ carmenmmundt can we keep her when you go to ferrari?
→ charles_leclerc no. it’s my turn now
→ lewishamilton i think you’re all forgetting that she’s mine
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mercedesamgf1 GET IN THERE, LEWIS 🏆🥇 LEWIS HAMILTON IS YOUR BRITISH GRAND PRIX WINNER
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yn_ln my love. i honestly have not stopped crying since you crossed that line. i’m so proud of you. you deserved this and proved to everyone why you’re a motorsport legend
→ lewishamilton couldn't do it without your support 🩷
→ mercedesamgf1 it’s true. the mechanics were uncomfortable when they realised they couldn't just keep giving her tissues
georgerussell63 you deserve it, mate
valterribottas well done champ
user1 can’t believe he won silverstone the same weekend he celebrated 10 years with yn
→ user2 she’s always been his good luck charm. he performs so well when she’s watching
→ user3 they’re the dream team together
user4 the fact that yn is the only one he responded to
user5 she’s getting it good tonight
skysportsf1 posted a new interview
user6 oh no, lewis…
user7 lewis, she was asking what was next for you and yn, relationship wise
user8 oh, that’s not quite
user9 i hope yn doesn’t see this otherwise i fear lewis might be in the doghouse tonight
→ user10 i hope she does see it so that she knows he’s not thinking of her future in the same way
user11 i always thought lewis loved yn as much as yn loved lewis but now i’m not sure
user12 it’s the fact that the poor interviewer looked upset at his answer as well. like she hoped for better
→ user13 we all hoped for better
user14 it’s the fact that she’s always talked about wanting kids and getting married but has always said they’re waiting until lewis is ready
→ user15 the fact that every year passes and he never indicates that he’s ready for any of it though
replies to @/F1Wags
user1 lewis still follows yn
→ user2 and still has all of his photos up, including their anniversary post
→ user1 i’m hoping this means he’s in denial and is still trying to win her back
user3 i can’t believe this is real. she went all the way back and deleted everything related to him in 10 years. even edited posts to delete slides he was in
→ user4 dedicated queen
user5 just fell to my knees in walmart
user6 i’m devastated but i also hope this means she finds a man who will be prepared to give her the life she wants
→ user7 well, more fool her for staying this long
→ user6 not really. ever think she wanted those things because she wanted them with lewis
→ user8 don’t break my heart like this please
replies to @/WeDon'tThink
user9 okay but your pen was on fire when you wrote that
user10 he literally had the best weekend of his life with a 10yr anniversary, winning silverstone and then clearly messed it all up somehow in the end
user11 if sir lewis hamilton can’t even do right, what hope do the rest of us have in finding a decent man
→ user12 no because they looked just as in love as they did 10 years ago and he still fumbled
user13 i saw rumours it was because he gave her an ultimatum and she didn’t take the path he wanted
→ user14 what do you mean?
→ user13 apparently “close sources” said that he told her if she wanted kids, she couldn't have him and so she left
→ user14 wtf!!! good on her for dumping his ass
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calvinklein @/yn_ln is stunning in calvin klein underwear. shop the collection now
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yn_ln oh okay. i look goooood
→ alexandrasaintmleux i would let you take me home
→ carmenmmundt me too
→ georgerussell63 excuse me, i don’t agree with this
user1 aha, nico we see you
→ user2 and fernando
landonorris oh so he fumbled bad
→ oscarpiastri they’re going to take your social media off you again
user3 is this her version of a revenge dress?
→ user4 more like undress
user5 not sure why you wouldn’t want to marry and give a baby to a woman like that
→ user6 okay, ew
user7 can we appreciate how she’s handled this with class. instead of speaking out against lewis, she’s been booked and busy and flitting about europe on modelling jobs
→ user8 just further proof that he managed to lose the best woman ever
roscoelovescoco you’s look’s nice, mum
→ user9 i know lewis hires someone to run this account but what are the odds that he’s actually behind it now so he can stalk yn
yn_ln please can we all focus on the clothes and support how hot i look by buying some!
→ danielricciardo don’t even have tits but you convinced me to buy a bra
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lewishamilton mixed feelings about today. obviously happy for a win but very disappointing for george and the team missing out on a 1-2
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georgerussell63 we put up a good fight today
user1 not really a deserved win though, is it
user2 you fumbled yn and now you’re fumbling wins. you only got this because merc screwed over george
roscoelovescoco well’s done’s dad
user3 see what happens when you play a good woman, you get a dirty win
user4 man needs to act his age. can’t believe at the grand age of 39, he strung along a girl who loved him more than anything for 10 years
→ user5 destroyed my faith in men for real
user6 robbed a win from george like you robbed 10 years from yn
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I wrote this out and was really proud of it and then when I was adding the other driver’s versions on, I realised it was the same principal as Daniel’s so I’m so sorry for the repeated plot
Baby Fever Angst Masterlist
requests are open
Enamored Masterlist
Summary: Everything you heard about matters of heart and desire told you the same thing; love could lead to heartbreak at best and disastrous results at worst.
Yet, you were convinced that everyone was wrong. They had to be, because love was supposed to make everyone happier, no confusion or pain in sight.
Regardless of how naive it sounded, you were sure that you were ready to fall in love and lose yourself in the infamous bliss.
That assumption right there was a terrible mistake, though.
You were nowhere near ready.
Warnings: Slow burn, mutual pining, Regency era society and social rules, angst. (Separate warnings included in chapters)
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daniel ricciardo // dr3 fic recs
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one shots
blackbird - @scuderiahoney
“you’re a bartender at a mountain lodge. when danny shows up, you’re determined to keep your distance. It doesn’t really go to plan”
sweet like grenadine - @scuderiahoney
“you love weddings. however, you don’t love being stuck by yourself at a wedding, a plus one to a boyfriend who’s too busy for you. enter daniel ricciardo, your knight in shining armor”
call out my name - @theemporium
“in which you and daniel have always hated each other. but maybe that’s just an excuse to avoid how you really feel about each other”
never say goodbye - @goldenroutledge
“you remind daniel of who he is when he needs it most”
night changes - @formulawolff
based on the song night changes by one direction
got drunk on you - @userlando
“max comes for a visit before the race in monza and he fails to mention that he'd invited daniel along”
memories - @thef1diary
“daniel's return to redbull is not just a return to the team, it's a return to you but it just might be too late for that”
the end - @whotfwritesthat
“in which daniel ricciardo cries in the arms of his secret girlfriend after finishing his last f1 race”
of waning moons and eagle eyes - @scuderiahalf
“goodbyes are hard; for now, we can just stay here a while”
smau
lost cowboy hat - @f1version - smau
“you find a cowboy hat while you’re at a photoshoot, then the f1 fandom goes crazy on you because it’s supposedly daniel ricciardo’s lost hat”
one of the girls - @maplesyrupsainz - smau
“in which your new boyfriend is adopted into your friendship group as if he was one of the girls”
you lose some, you win some - @wcters - smau
“you and daniel’s life after he leaves formula one”
days like these - @maplesyrupsainz - smau
"in which you're so active on social media and your fans eat it up"
personal photographer - @fastandcarlos - smau
"when daniel’s feed suddenly becomes much more aesthetic, the fans are intrigued to find out who’s behind the sudden change"
the joker and the queen series - @agentstarkid - smau
“serendipity is an unexpected and very lucky finding, that is, a coincidence that fills us with happiness. serendipity in love implies the feeling that the universe conspires in our favor, bringing that special person into our lives at the right time and oh boy, did the universe send her everything she ever needed in the form of a 5'10" man with a built-in accent, a love for tim tams, adrenaline-fueled spirit and a smile that could light up a whole town”
*these are part of my fic rec masterlist, please note none of these are written by me and the author of each story had been tagged! check out my f1 fic rec masterlist for other drivers!*
˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅۰˚˚｡˚⋆ ˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓄹۰˚˚｡˚⋆ ˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆’
how five years went down the drain,
and the drama that unfolds after the fact.
˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅۰˚˚｡˚⋆ ˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓄹۰˚˚｡˚⋆ ˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆’
⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ album name ; HEARTBREAK SYNDROME!
⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ written by ; H4M1LT0NS!
𐙚 recording artist and superstar ; Y/N Y/L/N
( casted ; WONYOUNG JANG )
𐙚 popular & star feature ; ROSCOE HAMILTON.
𐙚 collaborating artists ; LEWIS HAMILTON, JENSON BUTTON, CHARLES LECLERC, CARLOS SAINZ jr, FERNANDO ALONSO, MARK WEBBER, MAX VERSTAPPEN, GEORGE RUSSELL, ALEX ALBON, YUKI TSUNODA, PIERRE GASLY, DANIEL RICCIARDO, SEBASTIAN VETTEL, LANDO NORRIS.
𐙚 featured artists ; OSCAR PIASTRI, LOGAN SERGEANT, TOTO WOLFF, KELLY PIQUET, FRANCISA C. GOMES, CARMEN M. MUNDT, LILY MUNI HE, ALEXANDRA SAINT MLEUX, MORE TO BE ADDED.
˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅۰˚˚｡˚⋆ ˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓄹۰˚˚｡˚⋆ ˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆’
ᯓ TRACKSᡣ𐭩
(i) SELFISH ( with MAX VERSTAPPEN )
(ii) GET WELL SOON ( with MAX VERSTAPPEN, KELLY PIQUET )
(iii) COPY CAT ( with KELLY PIQUET )
(iiii) REMINDER ( with KELLY PIQUET )
(v) 99 PROBLEMS (with MAX VERSTAPPEN, KELLY PIQUET)
(vi) THANK U, NEXT ( with MAX VERSTAPPEN, ft. the GANG )
(vii) OBSESSED ( with MAX VERSTAPPEN, ft. the GANG )
(viii) GOOD DAYS ( with LEWIS HAMILTON, JENSON BUTTON, MARK WEBBER, ft. the GANG )
(ix) LIFE’S GOOD ( with LEWIS HAMILTON, JENSON BUTTON, MARK WEBBER, FERNANDO ALONSO, TOTO WOLFF, ft. the GANG )
(x) MADNESS, BADNESS ( with LEWIS HAMILTON, ft. the GANG, ROSCOE HAMILTON )
(xi) “REDBULL FANS” ( with MAX VERSTAPPEN )
(xii) UNANSWERED QUESTIONS ( with LEWIS HAMILTON, ROSCOE HAMILTON )
(xiii) RIBBONS & TEA ( with LEWIS HAMILTON, ft. the GANG )
(xiv) HEAR ME OUT ( with LEWIS HAMILTON, KELLY PIQUET, ft. the GANG )
more to be added.
hi! here you will find all of my formula 1 fics, smau's, and works in progress!
⟡ i don't currently take requests
⟡ all of my work is mine and is not to be posted anywhere else
⟡ all works marked (18+) contain smut
⋆⭒˚｡⋆ lando norris ⋆⭒˚｡⋆
back to december
summary: based on ‘back to december’ by taylor swift. follows the reader and lando from the beginning of their relationship all the way to that fateful december night.
wanna be yours (18+)
summary: american!reader / mclaren team photographer!reader and lando have a complicated friendship. but lando can’t help but get jealous at the friendship that has developed between the reader and logan sargeant.
just us (18+)
summary: the three times your secret relationship with lando almost gets exposed and the one time it finally does.
wanna be yours 2.0 (SMAU)
part one / part two / part three
summary: a remix of my fic wanna be yours in social media au form. or basically lando and the reader both being in love with each other but being too stubborn and scared to say anything so they suffer in silence until one finally crumbles.
coming soon...
keep it on - something about lando in his helmet has got you hot and bothered
written mine - you end up in a tattoo shop after losing a bet with lando, but the end result has him more than just happy about losing the bet
⋆⭒˚｡⋆ charles leclerc ⋆⭒˚｡⋆
birds of a feather
summary: follows charles and the reader through childhood all the way to present day. based off of ‘birds of a feather’ by billie eilish.
coming soon...
good for you - three words: praise kink charles
masterlist!
welcome to my masterlist
Sv5
interview with four time works champion
monaco memories
new beginnings
joyful gatherings
Unexpected Encounter
lost in each other's arms
brighter than the stars.
the mystery
High-Speed Desires
Lost and Found in Monaco
Cs55
stuck with the stranger | part two | part three
unknown feelings | part two | part three
spin the bottle | part two | part three | part four | part five
web of obsession | part two
you don't own me
Love, Laughter, and Appendicitis
Obsessed
Behind Enemy Lines
Sv5 and Jb22
driven by friendship
JB22
Obsession in Overdrive
bound together by destiny
hope
In His Care
Strategic Moves
FA14
side by side
CL16
a day to remember
The Champion's Prize
NR6
The uncertain future
MH
Northern Lights
MV33
Thrilling ride
Safe Haven
reconnecting
DR3
Honey badger jr | part two
Special
Pretending | SV5
Coming soon...
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