#Esteban is adoringly silly

[nicolettecallednikki]

She'd always had a thing for Esteban. It seemed silly to say, with Charles right there, the Prince of Monaco, Il Predestinato, widely acknowledged hottie, but for Pascale Gasly, the only full-sibling of Pierre and the only girl in their Brady Bunch family, it had always been the slightly goofy looking dark horse, Esteban. Whatever Pierre had to say about Esteban, it was double for Pascale, who'd seen first hand what their families fighting had done to the two young boys. She'd been helpless to fix anything about their relationship, all her attempts only making it worse.

"It's him or me," Pierre said harshly, once the two had had a fight and she'd tried to go to Esteban to console him. Esteban who had no one but his parents and a nothing but a motor home, against Pierre and all their brothers, Maman et Papa, Anthoine and Charles who always, even when he was in the wrong, sided with the blonde, and all his friends at school.

"That's not right," she'd squeaked, trying to stop from crying, "You two are friends."

"Not anymore, sœurette," he said, coldly, "Not ever again."

The way Pierre spoke of Esteban in the media made anxious. She knew her brother, knew the longer Esteban stayed silent on the matter, the more he'd speak on it and the more stupid he'd sound. He was getting kind of frantic about it, fanatical, and even he made note of it.

"I'm talking about him as if he were my girlfriend," he'd stopped himself once, to point it out, his ears tinged red in embarrassment.

It had been years since that final argument, at least the final argument she'd witnessed, and Pascale had stood firmly- proudly at times, frowning at others- by her brother's side ever since. Blood was thicker than water, after all, and thicker than the pressée they'd all enjoyed as kids together, she supposed.

But when Pierre's move to Alpine was announced, Pascale's throat constricted as if she'd lost access to air. She knew Esteban wouldn't want him there, that he'd been pulling, quite publicly, for Mick Schumacher, and she didn't blame him. The picture he'd posted of the two little boys from Normandy? He'd had to crop her out, she knew because she had the same pitcher hidden in the bottom drawer of her desk at home. She'd been at Pierre's side, even then, but there was no question she was staring adoringly at the brun, as she was prone to even in those early days.

It was only when it was announced that Alpine wouldn't allow the Gasly's and Ocon's to attend the same races that she was able to take a deep, full breath again. She didn't know what she'd do when face to face with Esteban again, but at least it wouldn't happen often.

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