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lokideservesahug · 3 days

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Obsessed In Love II

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Pairing: Yandere! Checo Pérez x gn!reader

Warnings: Dark themes, yandere, hints to drugging, kidnapping, suggestive, badly translated Spanish (sorry)

Notes: You asked for a part 2 so I had to deliver... And just imagine both Checo and the reader live in the smse country as the race because that's one if the only ways that the start will make sense. Also I'm working on a Mark Webber request so hopefully that will be out at some point!

Summary: What happens when you wake up in a random bed with no recollection of the day before. You just accept it because nothing weird could have happened...right?

Part 1

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You wake up with a huge headache and in an unfamiliar place. Well not wholly unfamiliar, the top of the bedpost looked slightly familiar. You give it some thought and realise that Checo has a similar bed if not the same one. Not that you keep track of Checo's bed or anything... You had seen Checo's bedroom in the occasional Red Bull mandated video call here and there but that was about it. Despite your close relationship on track, that was it. A truly professional work relationship that unfortunately didn't extend to many outside of work hours or walls (as much as Checo had tried to invite the whole team out just to see you there). You feel very grogy waking up and can't remember much of the end of the previous day. After you finished filming the video, your memory becomes cloudy.

You groan and stop yourself from trying to remember too much of yesterday else it will give you a headache. You go to get out of bed, still not fully processing the fact that you werent in your own room only to find you were caged in by something heavy lying around your waist. Your eyes widen. Oh no... you weren't alone. You curse at your foolishness of not realising that if course you'd be with someone else if you were in a foreign room. You lift the person's arm up (damn they had nice muscles) and turn on yoir side to see if you recognised the person beside you. The last thing you'd have ever expected dthough was to see your boss. Sergio Pérez. "Oh sh-" He groans slightly at your disturbance of the peace and sleeping adjusts himself so he's lying with one leg draped over you, face buried in the side of your chest.

At his sudden change in scenery, he begins to wake up. You wait with baited breath to see his reaction and as his sleep drowsed eyes meet yours, you swear you see a small smile flash across his lips before he sports a similar shocked face to your current one. He rubs his eyes and sits up and as he repositions, you note that his leg is still touching yours. He smirks and begins to speak in an odd attractive, rapsy morning voice (gosh you shouldn't be having these thoughts) "Not that I don't want you in my bed but what are you doing here querida?" You shake your head and shrug.

"I-I don't know..." You try and cast your mind back to last night when your predicament finally settles. You. Your boss. Alone. In his bed. You gasp. "You don't think we...?" His eyebrows raise at your suggestion. You avoid his eyes and feel the flitter of your heartbeat at the thought. You ahd always had a thing for him (not that you'd even admit it to yourself). He shakes his head. "I hope not." You feel yourself frown and physically deflate at his words. You can't help it. "Wait no, querida I don't mean it like that..." You turn and face him and raise an eyebrow in curiosity. "It's just- well. Never mind." He looks down almost embarrassed and you scoot closer to him. "Go ahead. I won't judge." He meets your eyes again and smiles softly. "Please forgive me if I'm being to forward but I just feel like a moment like that would be magical and I just wouldn't want to forget that."

You're left speechless at his words and feel your cheeks warm. You identity your mouth to say something but he cuts across you. "You don't need to say anything I just wanted to get that off my chest." You nod and smile at him. "Now what kind of a host would I be if I didn't make breakfast for you?" You laugh softly at his words and tilt your head in amusement. "His smile widens at your clear enjoyment if his words and so he continues. "You stay here Querida and I'll go and make some breakfast for us." He leaves the room, closing the door with a gentle click. You stretch out and enjoy the feeling if his soft bedding (that smells exactly like his cologne that you've notices often in your time working for him) whilst you look around at his room, taking in all of the new sights.

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Checo made a wonderful breakfast and after he beconed you to the dining room, you lost track of time just talking. So much so that when you look at the time, you realise that you need to arrive at red bull hospitality in less than an hour. "Shit." You curse your luck as you look down at your clothes still from yesterday. Checo raises his eyebrows at your profanity and you explain to him. "I need to go and get changed for FP1 and I think my house is too far away!" You scramble out of the chair and through the doorframe you went through as you came downstairs.

You don't when clock Checo's distant calls until hes right behind you as you bend down to put your shoes on. "Cariño, there's no use. You won't make it on time." You hang your head in shame and finally accept what you refused to moments ago. "However, I do have some clothes lying around that I'm sure would fit you and you could wear to work!" You meet his eyes and cast him a grateful look.

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Checo end up giving you an entire set of new clothes after you shower and wash your body (as per his instructions). In your still stresses haze, you don't question why he has clothes lying around his house that really do fit you well. You're impressed that he gives you an entire outfit. Well bar a shirt but he says that you'd be fine just to wear one of his red bull shirts. You put on the Red Bull shirt (unsurprisingly his own metch with a little SP11 over the right breast) and you try and style the slightly baggy shirt. When you exit his bedroom where he let you change, you fail to notice the hungry pair of eyes or the ravenous,possessive gaze that comes with them.

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Checo was kind enough to drive you and when you eventually reach the doors of Red Bull hospitality, you're on time to the minute. You ignore the suspicious glances that everyone is casting the both of you for arriving together and you head to your office to get the schedule for today.

You walk back out to the foyer and are greeted by Max. You smile and wave at him, exchanging a few pleasantries as your eyes scan the room and doorways for Checo. You find him in the adjacent room and as Max's on assistant comes to tech him, you walk over to Checo. He's hunched over his phone with a prominent scowl on his face. "Are you ready to go to your driver's room?" You ask the Mawxican. He perks up at your words and nods as he walks off to get changed.

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FP1 goes by eith next to no issues. There is a good variety of cars performing well at the track and unsurprisingly, both the red bulls have good pace. You sit down. You've been feeling a bit dizzy all throughout the day and can't help but have a small inkling in the back of your mind that this isn't the first time this has happened today. By the time both Free Practise sessions and all team meetings have ended, you go to see Checo in his driver's room. You knock gently on the door and wait.

The door opens with a soft click. "Hello querida. Come in." He gestures you inside and you take a seat at one end of the sofa. You continue to talk. You find yourself caught up in a large rant with Checo not responding to anything. You turn to look at him only to notice his eyes firmly set on you. "What? Is something wrong?" He just shakes his head and you watch as his eyes give you a quick glance up and down. Suddenly, you become hyperaware of your close proximity and before you can give it any more thoughts, your lips meet with his.

You whine softly at the contact and thread you hand into his hair. He puts a hand gently on your waist as you pull apart for air. You look into us eyes and can't help but blush at what just happened despite where you found yourself this morning. He places his hand gently under your jaw and tilts your head back up. You meet his dilated pupils and he jumps straight back in to a much more passionate kiss this time filled with more tongue. The two if you fight for dominance with your mouths but in the end it is him that wins and the two of you continue to kiss until you feel a slight thrombin in your head. You pull back and smile at the man. "Sorry. I've just been having the worst headache all day." He nods sympathetically. "I get it cariño. You You rest for a bit and I'll wake you once I've finished the right up for today and we can go home. You forget about your surroundings as you lean your head tentatively against his shoulder. You see him pick up his laptop on the side table and continue to type. As you drift out of consciousness you swear you can hear a low mumble of what appears to be "Eres toda mía ahora, ¿no?" Followed by a small kiss to the forehead.

You're all mine now, aren't you?

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You stir softly later in the evening when the moon is still high in the sky and the light of the stars shiens through the small crack in the curtains. A part in the back of your mind begins to worry as you're not in your own bed once again but you're

put at ease when you hear the distant voice of Checo in the distance. You Don even try and pay attention to his conversation, clearly in Spanish, and waltz right back into the open arms of slumber waiting to be woken again hopefully with your newfound lover by your side.

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Checo whispers in loud, harsh Spanish to the person on the other end of the phone.

"No, no me importan las consecuencias... Sí, lo entiendo... Pero ahora son míos, eso es lo único que importa... No, no escaparán, estoy seguro de que puedo mantenerlos aquí para siempre. .. Oh, encontraré una manera. No te preocupes."

No I don't care about the consequences... Yes I get that... But they're mine now that's all that matters... No they won't escape, I'm sure I can keep them here forever... Oh I'll find a way. Don't you worry.

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Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed it!

As always, likes, reblogs and especially feedback is always welcome.

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tthesongofachilless · 2 days

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Have a list of the drivers who i think either ate bugs or dirt as a kid

Dirt: Lando, Daniel, Lance, Checo, Logan, Max, Yuki, Alex

Bugs: Oscar, Zhou, Valtteri, Kevin, Charles, Pierre, Estaban

Neither: Carlos, Fernando, Nico, Lewis, George

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friedpestochicken · 2 days

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😭same braincell

#checo perez #sergio perez #max verstappen #mv1 #formula 1 #f1 #padel #redbull racing #badminton #jrkskwkwkqkw imagine them both on a team

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gallilovesf1 · 22 hours

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P3 Into You: Schatzi

🏁 Character Introductory 🏁

MASTERLIST

Pairings (applied to the whole fic): Sergio Pérez x FemHorner!Reader, Toto Wolff x FemHorner!Reader, Lewis Hamilton x FemHorner!Reader

Warnings: Slow burn, mentions of sexual topic, Dom/Sub dynamic, Soft Dom! Sergio, Dom! Toto, angst, cheating, fluff, mentions of death, Mad Christian Horner!!

Author's Note: SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT!! I had to finish all my school work since next week is my academic exam! A lot of time skipped events! Let's just pretend that Jonathan Horner is The 'second driver'.

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It's the final lap you watched the race on the small screen, seating beside your father, praying that nothing bad happens to your brother and Checo, that they will both be fine and finish the race on podium, your heart beats faster as the checkered flag waved on the racing field, Checo crossed the line first then your brother, and lewis in p3, you screamed in excitement opening the radio and congratulating Checo and your brother, you jumped as you look to your side to see the face of your father who's happy as well.

Redbull is been dominating F1 for almost 3 years now, double podium or not, you're grateful that the drivers are safe, that they get to score a points for the team, they get to stand on the podium wearing a Red Bull racing suit, spraying the champagne to each other and the other drivers, you've been grateful for the team, proud at Checo and your brother, always thanking the engineers and the mechanics that they always do the best for the drivers.

As soon as Checo and your brother parked their cars you hugged them both, tears ran down on your cheeks as you smiled at both of them, Checo noticed it, he chuckled and wiped the tears from your eyes, “We won!” he told you, smiling as he says, he hugged you tightly, you felt comfort whenever he hugs you, you thought for a second that the crowd go silent and the time went slow as the moment of you and Checo's been happening, you snapped out hearing your father calls out your brothers name, “I'm so proud of you, son.” He hugged your brother, you felt your heart ache as you saw it, your father, the team principal of Red Bull racing, has never been proud of you, Checo removes his helmet to get a better look of you as you admire the moment of your father and brother, he tapped your shoulder, “I'm proud of you, Y/N, you did great.” You smiled hearing him say those words.

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Your brother got called to stand on the podium as the crowd goes wild, you took a picture to remember the memory, as the crew of red bull goes wild, you smiled at your brother, giving him a subtle nod that he happily returns, you smiled as Lewis too, who's looking at toto, who's standing beside you, he smiled up at lewis, proud as always, then he looked down on you, smiling.

Few seconds later Checo's name got called too, you were beyond proud at him, seeing him achieve an another podium made your eyes welled up in tears the crowd goes wild again, you took a picture of him too, giving him a thumbs up, he's proud of himself too, and you know it, smiling and waving to the crowds, the Mexican anthem starts to play, crowd goes silent as they gave respect.

While you enjoyed the celebration you can't help but feel toto's gaze besides you, it's like he didn't care that one of his driver is on podium, he's just focusing on you, watching your movement, smiling as he saw you smiling too, sometimes he asked himself why do you got to be this fucking adorable.

The anthem stops as Checo, your brother and lewis immediately pick up the champagne bottle and start shaking it to spray to each other, laughing as you saw the three men have their fun as they spray it to the crowds. You filmed the whole thing, thinking that it'll be a great memory to keep.

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You met Checo and your brother in the garage taking pictures with the crew. You joined them, Checo's hands are wrapped on your shoulder, as your dad looks at you two, raising an eyebrow, but you didn't mind him. After the picture was taken you went to the Mercedes garage to congratulate your friend, lewis.

“Lewis—” you waved at him, your voice caught the attention of toto, who's talking to one of the engineers, “Y/N hey!” Lewis waved back at you, giving you his signature billion dollar smile, you hugged him, Patting his back, “You did great back there! P3 is good!” You encourage him, “Yeah, I wasn't expecting that your brother will be that good, He improved a lot, I'm proud of him-” he smiled, complimenting your brother which you will tell him later that he'll probably go nuts, “Congrats too, double podium again, huh?” He smiled, “I saw how you look at the two, you're so proud of them, specially with Checo-” he teased you, you chuckled at his words “Who wouldn't be proud- Checo improved a lot he proved to dad that he'll be great for this season, and he did.” You said as Lewis nodded, “But hey, you were amazing out there, Sir Lewis-” you teased him back, hearing your nickname for him made him blush a little.

The two of you exchange topics, laughing as you go, you felt someone's watching you, you thought it'll be toto, and fuck you're right. He's looking at you, arms crossed as he looks at you up and down, “Anyways I'll get going now love, congrats again, I'll see you whenever I see you, yeah?” Lewis says as the two of you did the handshake that you always do together, you smiled waving goodbye to him as you're about to leave when toto called your name, “Y/N–” he waved a little, “What's up?” You told him, smiling up at the man who's clearly towering over you, “Congratulations about the podium, did great.” You nodded, “Thank you.” You smiled, “So, have you thought about it, the dinner?” He chuckled at his own words, “Oh- right yeah, thank you for reminding me toto- so how's 8:00 pm sounds?” Toto looks at his watch seeing it's 5:38pm, “Yes, that'll be perfect, schatz, I'll send you the address- do you want me to pick you up instead?” You're about to say ‘yes’ as you remembered that checo offered a ride for your dinner with toto, “No, it's ok I'll have checo drive me there-” you smiled seeing him change his expression from happy to confused, but he didn't question your decision, he nodded “Right, that's good I'll see you later then, Schatzi.” He smiled down at you as he pats your shoulder.

‘Schatzi’ you repeated the words, you don't know what it means but it gave you butterflies, hearing his deep voice say that word made you blush too— you snapped away from your thoughts…

You left the Mercedes garage to go to your trailer to rest, you sat down resting your head on the backrest of the sofa when you heard a knock on the door, “Come in!” You said as the door swung open, you saw Checo holding a Chinese food, “Hey..I hope I'm not interrupting your alone time.” He said smiling as he sat down beside you, “It's fine, I could use a company.” you smiled, Checo chuckled, “I brought you some food—” he extended his arms to give the food to you, you smiled, “Awww, thank you Checo.” You smiled at him brightly.

Checo looked at you smiling while you were eating, he just sits there talking to you about the race, how he encountered some issues but gladly nothing bad happens to him, he also tells you that he's been thinking about you the whole race because he can't think of anything, “By the way…” you look at him, “My dinner with toto will be 8:00 pm, I hope that's ok? Because he offered me a ride but I told him that you'll be giving me a ride—” he cuts you off, “Oh.. that's good then-” he checks his watch, “it's 7:24, Luz solar- don't you think you should get ready?” he looks at you confused, “shit- yeah you're right—” you said standing up putting the food on the coffee table In Front of you, “Ok, I'll be back” you said as you went to the other room taking a quick shower, changing your clothes and putting a light makeup on.

While you get ready, Checo's been scrolling through his phone looking for a birthday present to give to you, your birthday is in next month, he already gave you a bunch of books most of the time, some painting materials that you told him you like, he could think of something, he tries to think of something that you would like, but there's nothing he could think of, then you open the door, checo wasn't aware that you're already done getting ready, he's resting his head on the backrest of the sofa, thinking of something…deep.

“Checo…?” You quietly whispered as you snapped your fingers to get his attention, checo looked at you confused, “Wha— I'm sorry I was thinking of something…” he said as he looks at your dress, you're wearing a wine red dress, his eyes widened, “What do you think?” You twirled around, “It's beautiful Y/N, really..I don't know what to say.. just, perfect.” He mumbled, you smiled “Ready to go?” you nodded as he stood up and smiled at you, You went out of your trailer as you saw your dad outside talking with toto and Fred, laughing at each other, toto noticed you his eyes trailed down on your dress while checo stared at him blankly, your father looks at toto who seemed focused on something, he looks at the direction where toto's been looking and he saw you, wearing a beautiful wine red dress with Checo on your side, who's still wearing Red Bull shirt on and some denim pants, “Y/N?” Your dad calls your name, you waved at him “Hey dad, I was just going—” you looked at toto when you said those words to give him a hint, “Excuse me, I've got an interview coming up, see you around.” Toto said as he pats Fred's shoulder and went to his office, soon enough Fred left too, leaving you, Checo, and your dad.

“Where are you two going?” Your dad asked, eyeing Checo, you're about to say something when Checo cuts you off, “We're going out for dinner, I told her that there's a good restaurant around.” Checo looks at you smiling, you sigh in relief, “And you're wearing that?” Your dad points and Checo's clothes, wearing his typical red bull polo shirt and denim pants, you chuckled, “he's gonna change clothes at the hotel.” You smiled at your dad, “Right, don't get home late, and Checo if something bad happens to her-” “Don't worry, I'll keep Y/N safe.” He cuts your dad off, as your dad nodded and the two of you left, both of you sighing in relief, “I'm sorry Checo– I wasn't expecting that…” both of you chuckled as you went to Checo's car going to the address that toto gave you.

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Meanwhile, toto was rushing himself he couldn't wait to see you, he wears a black pants and a white t-shirt for his top before putting a denim sleeve on top of it as his coat, he wanted to look good for you, but at this point he doesn't care, he just wanted to see you wearing a dress and not a Red Bull shirt, he can't wait to touch you too, to feel your warm skin against his, to feel your soft lips on his, to feel you.

He snaps himself from his thoughts as he focuses on himself, looking at the mirror as he sprays a perfume. He sighs and grabs his keys to go to the restaurant that he reserves for the two of you.

Soon enough he arrived first, parking his car and immediately went inside, hoping to see you there, but there's no you, he's afraid that you didn't really wanna have a dinner with him, he thinks of possibilities to happen not until you messaged him that you'll be running a little late because of traffic, he sighs in relief messaging you back, “It's ok schatzi, I understand, Take care.” He sent the message smiling to himself as he saw 3 dots on the message indicating you're typing already to his message, “Thank you, Toto!<3” you sent the message, smiling to Checo as he drives and blasting music to the radio, checo loves seeing you sing your heart out to your favorite songs, he smiles at you brightly, “Alright, amor, we're here.” He gives you puppy eyes, “Thank you Checo— I appreciate you dropping me off here.” You gave him a sweet smile as he went out and went to your driver's side to open the door for you, “it's nothing amor, I love helping you around.” You smiled at his words, “I'll message you once I'm in there, don't wait up, I'll let toto drop me off, ok?” You assured Checo, who has a worried gaze over you, “Ok..have fun, amor.” You nodded as you gave him a quick hug and a kiss to his cheek before going inside the fancy restaurant.

Checo stood there till you went inside the restaurant, smiling to himself, touching his cheeks as he cherished the kiss mark of your lipstick to his cheek.

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Toto looked at you in admiration as you walked towards your table, you smiled and waved at him shyly, he stood up, pulling your seat so you could sit down, “Thank you.” “You look..stunning.” he smiled, sitting back down in his chair, “You look handsome.” you gave back his compliment, the waiter went to the two of you to take your order, toto watches your moves as you speak and guide the waiter for your order, you ordered a Italian pasta with a steak, while toto ordered the same.

“So, how's the ride on the way here?” He looks at you as his hand brushes to yours, “It was ok, Checo made the ride comfortable.” You smiled, “That's good to hear, Schatzi.” you chuckled, “What does that mean?” “Mean what?” He gave you a confused look, “That word you always say whenever you talk to me, it sounds lovely.” You blushed at the thought of him saying it, he raised his eyebrows, “The ‘Schatzi’.” You attempted to say it, he chuckled, “It can be a whole different word, Schatz.” He held your hand, “It's ‘Treasure’ in German.” He said looking at your reaction, you blushed, trying to hide your face from his gaze, you cleared your throat, “Hmm it's a pretty nickname.” “Do you want me to keep calling you that, Y/N?” he looked at you, “I guess so…it sounds nice when you say it.” You tease him a little.

While you and toto eat, the two of you exchange questions about each other, “So you're saying you don't really like working in this industry? And you wanted to be an artist or architect?” He questioned you, you hummed, “Yeah, something like that, I like drawings and paintings, it's a calming hobby of mine.” He looked at you in full adoration as you told him how you love art so much, “That’s really interesting Y/N” Toto smiled.

Toto called the waiter as he paid the bill, you excused yourself to go to the restroom to fix your make up as well as to breathe, because the whole time, toto was fucking looking at you like he's going to eat you— not that you don't mind! “Excuse me.” You said as you looked at toto giving him a shy smile as you went to the restroom, you closed the door as you took deep breaths and calmed yourself, you fixed your make up a little, sprayed some perfume to your neck and cleavage.

Toto sat there waiting for you, he got impatient and followed you in the restroom, waiting outside hearing you talk to yourself, he chuckled at the thought of you being adorable.

You opened the door as you went out, seeing toto arms crossed while leaning at the cold wall, “Toto—! I'm sorry for keeping you waiting.” Toto smirked, “Du siehst wunderschön aus."(You look beautiful) He said as he walked towards you slowly, “i Don't- understand..” your breath Hitch, “I said—” he closed the gap between the two of you. He leans to your ear and whispers “You look beautiful, Schatzi” then he looks at you, wanting to see your reaction. “I- Thank you toto..” you blushed, trying to hide your face, toto took your chin with his thumb, forcing you to look at him, he kissed you gently, whimpering as he kiss you, your hands traveled to his chest as you push him away slightly, Toto look down at you “Something wrong, Schatzi?” “I'm sorry i- I can't do this…” you were about to leave but he pulled you back to him, “Let it happen Y/N, I know you wanted this.” you whimpered at his words, it's true you wanted this, you want him to touch you, to kiss you like you're the only person in the world, to fuck you, to fill you up with his cum like there's no tomorrow, you look at him, tears beaded in your eyes, toto gently wipes it away then kissed you, you moaned at his lips, he cares your hips and pushed your body to him you felt his erection to your stomach, he's hard and…big, you continue to kiss him as your phone rang, you pull away from the kiss, “I'm sorry i- I need to take this.” You pull your cellphone from your bag to see your father calling, you answer it, “Hey dad, what's up?” You look at toto, who's smirking down at you, “It's 11:00 PM where are you?” You felt Toto's hands on your waist as he leaned down to kiss your exposed neck, you tried your best not to moan, “I- I was with Checo, he's— he's dropping me off, I'll be ok dad, don't wait up.” Toto bites the flesh of your neck, he nibbles it lightly, earning a moan from you, “Y/N?” You pushed toto as he gave you a smirk, “yes..dad?” “Please, go home safe.” “I will dad, Goodnight.” you ended the call as you looked at toto who still had that stupid smirk on his face, “what’s your problem?” you annoyingly asked him which he chuckled in return, “Nothing, Schatzi, do you need a ride on the way home?” his expression changed, his gaze turned soft and concern, “Yes…” he grabbed your hands and went out of the rest room, “i’ll drop you off at least far from your fathers watch.” he grinned as you chuckled.

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run-towards-something · 3 days

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happy Imola week everyone!!! let’s commemorate by remembering 2022, when to celebrate their first 1-2 as a duo, and the first one for the team since 2016, Checo and Max decided to step out into the podium together, arm in arm, and we all died

#the way we were all like ‘why isn’t checo coming out’#and then they called Max’s name and we got THIS #lives were changed #checo perez #sergio perez #max verstappen #chestappen #perstappen #sergio checo perez #redbull racing

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whowouldbethefirstdriver · 3 days

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#formula 1 #formula one #f1 #checo perez #sergio perez #carlos sainz #red bull racing #red bull f1 #ferrari

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j0shm0 · 10 hours

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2022 Emilia Romagna Grand Prix - 63 Laps / 19 'Turns'

I took time out of night since we did not have a "FORMULA 1 MSC CRUISES GRAN PREMIO DEL MADE IN ITALY E DELL'EMILIA-ROMAGNA" in 2023 and went back to watch the 2022 Race to take down some notes about the race and atmosphere at that time.

Sprint Race Weekend (Format was FP1, Quali, FP2, Sprint Quali, Sprint Race, Race)

Sprint Podium (Max, Charles, Sergio)

In 2022 it was the 4th race of the year (Bahrain, Saudi Arabia, Australia)

Top 3 Driver standings going into the weekend was Charles, George, Carlos (Max 6th)

Top 3 Driver Standing after the race weekend was Charles, Max, Sergio (only Schumacher, Hulkenberg, Latifi; no points)

Weather all weekend was cold and wet, race day was "Cloudy in a wet and drying track"

Tyre Selection was Inter/Wet, C4, C3, C2

Lewis Hamilton owns Lap Record with a 1:15 set in 2020

"championship leader Charles Leclerc on the front row next to Max Verstappen the world champion"

Max had Fuel System issues in Bahrain and Austraila allowing Charles to have 2 wins

The box on F1TV was Joylon Palmer and Will Buxton

Fastest Pit stop at this time was 2.27sec by RB in Australia

Pierre radio message in formation lap about rain in 20-25mins

Previous winners were Max - 2021, Hamilton- 2020, Schumacher - 2006, Alonso - 2005, Schumacher - 2004

No Imola race from 2007 - 2020 due to poor maintenance and legal battles

Mick Schumacher was the Logan Sargent of 2022 (finishing just outside points but people only talk about the impacts)

Checo and Lando jumped up to 2 and 3 on the start putting Charles in 4th

Daniel spun Carlos and beached him in the gravel of turn 2 (racing incident)

Mick dropped from 10th to 17th after getting spun by himself hitting a puddle on the strips heading into turn 3

Fernando got a whack in his right side pod early on and by lap 7 had a giant hole (Schumacher spun tapped)

Kmag being a defender forever, keeping George behind for multiple laps

By lap 20 everyone moved to the medium tyre; with Daniel down in 18th being the first to try it and say big gains

Esteban 5sec penalty for unsafe release during the pit stops

After pitting top 3 were Max, Perez, Charles

Lap 26 Mick was didn’t make a turn going against Latifi and went through the wet grass on slicks so he spun again

Yuki has been leading the Train in 9th for so long

Daniel pitted on lap 31 for Hard Tyre - could take him to the end if the rain stays away

DRS Enabled Lap 34 with drying track

Pierre putting on a mega defense to keep Lewis locked in 15th

Lap 38 Max was getting close to lapping people in 15th/14th/13th; Completed on Lap 41

Ferrari and Mclaren radio messages opting to stay on Medium Tyre from lap 20 pit O_O

Lando holding 4th with a 23sec gap to Charles in 3rd; Sebastian in 7th 17sec gap to Valterri

Lap 43 Exhaust bracket/valve piece from Latifis Williams could have lead to a safety car potentially

Leclerc pitted lap 50 for Soft Tyres O_O extra point fastest lap

LANDO FASTER AND TRYES COLD OUT OF THE PITS SO CHARLES COMES OUT IN 4th (swapped back following lap)

Perez Lap 51 Max Lap 52 also Soft Tyres since they had huge leads

Charles message lap 52 "Should have gone Mediums"

LAP 53 CHARLES HIT THE SAUSGE CURB IN TURN 15 and hit the wall; pitted for tyres and wing; dropped to 9th

Yuki also passed Sebastian and went up to 6th ^_^

Max, Sergio, Lando Podium; with Max lapping from Lance Stroll in 10th down to 18th

Starting Grid and Constructor standings (even left odd right as is on track)

Finishing position for Drivers and Constructors (1-10 Left/11-20 Right)

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hrhrg · 24 days

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Im obsessed w/ making these god help me

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marsinoff · 26 days

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#formula 1 #f1 #charles leclerc #carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz #oscar piastri #lando norris #fernando alonso #checo perez #sergio perez #ps: I root p2 for charles 👈#f1 memes #chinese gp 2024

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blueballsracing · 25 days

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max being shocked asf and laughing then covering it up watching the crash 😭

#max verstappen #lando norris #sergio perez #f1 #formula 1 #liveblogging #my posts #Chinese gp 2024 #china 2024

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Max probably missed the picture because he was busy choosing which one of his 37 rackets to play with 😂❤️

#f1 #formula one #formula 1 #max verstappen #gianpiero lambiase #checo perez #sergio perez #red bull racing #oracle red bull racing

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wishlistcharles · 15 days

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secrets we keep (pt1) → mv1

max verstappen x perez!fem reader

genre: one night stand, teammates sister, pregnancy

cw: 18+ MDNI, smut, oral (male receiving), p in v, slight spit play, dirty talk, mentions of pregnancy, pls let me know if i am forgetting anything

word count: 3.1k

song: too sweet - hozier

sidenote: hi everyone! finally a new fic is here and it's a max one! this is going to be a two parter, so keep an eye out for the next one! please let me know if y'all have any ideas or requests for a fic (I write for all drivers), also not beta read. hope you all enjoy <3

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The roars of the crowd were loud as Max crossed the finish line, followed closely by Sergio. For a second there you had thought your brother would overtake the world champion, but nonetheless he fought hard and gave the team what they wanted, a 1-2 finish.

It wasn’t often you got to go to your brother's races, maybe only a handful a year but you were lucky to be able to get the time off to join your niece and nephews for the Japanese Grand Prix. Sergio would topple over if he knew you had the hots for his teammate. Every time you have met with Max, it’s been very cordial. Polite hellos, asking how life in Mexico is, what you have been up to since he last saw you.

A part of you wondered why he was so timid with you. Was it because of Sergio? Being the baby of the family left him feeling protective of you, but you don’t think that would affect how Max interacted with you. I mean you barely saw him.

Watching the pair on the podium set tears in your eyes. You were extremely proud of your big brother and his teammate.

Your dad absolutely adored max and had invited him to join us for a celebratory dinner after the race. Which to your surprise he happily accepted.

You were staying at the same hotel that both the bulls were at, so reconnecting for dinner would not be difficult. After the race you decided to head back to freshen up and change your clothes into something a little more fancy. At the race you were wearing a white tennis skirt with a red bull polo tucked in. For dinner you decided to wear a black over the shoulder dress that fit you perfectly. Finally ready you walk down and see that only Max is waiting in the lobby. Your stomach turns at the thought of being alone with him.

Picking his head up from looking down at his phone he notices you walking toward him and waves shyly. “Hi y/n, looks like it’s only us ready” he said in a tiny voice. You are always so used to him being outspoken it kinda scares you a little. “hi maxie, you know how my family is with time management, they should be down here soon” you said with a laugh, not even acknowledging the nickname that slipped from your mouth.

A sudden tinge of pink washes over Max’s cheeks and you feel heat radiating up your neck. Act cool, you keep telling yourself but you are so nervous. Max was all you ever wanted in a guy. Handsome, sweet, confident, the list could go on. You knew deep down though your worlds would never clash well. You lived in Mexico with your parents - working as a teacher. Max lived in Monaco and raced for one of the best teams in formula one history, surrounded by models throwing themselves at him. You couldn’t blame them, you would do the same, if you thought you ever had a chance.

“No worries, I always have to wait for Checo to come to our team meetings” he laughed. “I bet, if there’s one thing my brother isn’t know for it’s being on time, thank you for coming to dinner with us though, we really appreciate it, I know my dad and brother do a lot”

With a smirk on his face something shifts “oh just your dad and brother, not you?”. You feel the breath knocked out of your lungs, just as you are about to open your mouth to respond, tiny roars make notice in the room and you almost fall at your nephew running to you, so you could pick him up. Silently you thank your nephew for the interruption.

Dinner goes smoothly. You sat at the opposite end of the table with the kids, while your brother, dad, and max were deep in conversation. You swore that Max kept looking at you though, sneaking glances.

As the check gets situated, all of you make your way out onto the busy streets of Japan. You hear your brother speak up “Y/N are you gonna come get ice cream with us” and while you were deeply contemplating it, you decided to pass up the offer and head back to the hotel.

“No I think I'm gonna head back to the hotel and pack, I want to take the kids to get breakfast tomorrow morning before we leave” you say.

“no puedes caminar solo es tarde en la noche” (you can't walk alone, it's late at night) your brother worries.

“Sergio, I'm fine, it's not that far from the hotel, I'll grab a taxi” before he could protest, Max jumped in.

“I can take a taxi back with y/n, I'm super tired after the race, and I'll make sure she makes it to her hotel room”

“Are you sure Max?” Sergio asks.

“Yes I'm sure, it was a lovely evening, thank you for inviting me”

Your family bids their farewells and walks away, leaving just the two of you waiting for a taxi. As you guys are picked up, you both don't say a word in the car, sitting in an uncomfortable silence. Max pays the driver and you thank him quietly. Making your way up to the floor where both of your rooms are, you stop at his first. “Thank you for bringing me back Max, I appreciate it”

“Of course it's no problem, hey I'm actually not really that tired, do you wanna play Fifa or watch a movie?” he asks. Something deep down is telling you to decline. Spending time with him is just going to dig you deeper in a hole with how you feel about him, nonetheless, you can't let this opportunity go and accept this offer.

Walking in you notice the room is ten times bigger than yours, with a balcony and jacuzzi tub in the middle of the bathroom. Max must notice your awe because he says “I don't know why they give us such big rooms, we are hardly ever even in here”

“Haha it's nice for Checo because the kids get to play around”

“You are really close with them, aren't you?”

“They are practically my own, when their mom is out doing business I usually keep them, I also help homeschool them”

“Well that's very sweet of you” he says while taking a seat on the bed, while motioning you to do the same.

“Do you want something to drink” he offers

“No I'm okay” you politely decline. You still can't believe this, you are in Max Verstappen's room all alone.

“Okay let's put on a movie! What are you up for, should we do action” you sense a sudden shift in his mood, you can't quite place it, maybe excitement. You believe he can probably sense that you are nervous. The mention of action makes your ears perk up.“Can we please watch fast and the furious, I am on a mission to have all my friends watch it”

Max doesn't protest, just laughs quietly and nods, setting the movie in place. You make yourself comfortable and take off your big hoop earrings and heels- even though they werent big by any means they still hurt you. Once you are back in bed with him, you notice him looking at you.

“Is there something on my face?” You laugh

“No i just guess I never noticed how different but similar you look from checo”

“Really? How so?” You question

“Well for one, you are very pretty, but you have the same freckles that Checo does covering your cheeks and nose” Max’s comment has you feeling shy, you know you must be sporting a prominent blush across your face and neck.

“well thank you Max, it's funny because growing up, i never had freckles, but i think being out in the sun for races and the kids karting tournaments have really brought them to surface”

“That's interesting, I admire how close to your family you are, something I wish I had” he says so quietly you almost miss it. You don't know what possesses you to do this but you place your hand over his and say “you are always welcome in this family max, we all love you, and no matter where sergio goes next year- you will always be welcomed with open arms”

He stares at you with a blank face- unable to tell what he's thinking you begin to think that was the wrong thing to say when suddenly he leans down a plants a gentle kiss over your lips. You gasp at the touch. Max pulls back with wide eyes and says “shit I shouldn't have done that, Checo will kill me if he found out”. Instead of agreeing with him, you keep your hand held tightly over his and whisper “he doesn't have to know”. That's all it seems to take for max to lean back in and start kissing you.

You grab the front of his shirt, gripping the fabric in your hands. His palm cups your jaw, slowly deepening the kiss. Once his tongue makes his way in, you let out a quiet moan.

Grabbing your hips, Max shifts your position so that you are laying on the bed while he towers over you. “You are so pretty y/n, been wanting to do this forever” he says while tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. While you want to pour your heart out, your nerves stop you and all you can do is nod and say “want you so bad max”.

He continues to kiss you, tracing his mouth up and down your neck and along the junction between your shoulder and neck placing feather-like kisses. There’s nothing more that you want then for him to leave a big bruise plastered for everyone to see but you knew that wasn’t possible.

You grab his head and place your lips back on his. Moving his hand to your hair he grips it tightly, keeping you in his control. Slowly he rocks his hips down to meet yours, creating a union of moans to spill from the both of you. This must be the breaking point for max because he stops to take off his shirt and grabs your dress to do the same. Not before asking “is this okay”.

“Of course it’s okay, I want all of you” you whisper out. His pants also come off in the process. Both of you left in your underwear. You could feel yourself soaked through your panties. Max moves his hand so that his thumb is slowly running along your slit through the fabric. A moan is pushed out of you with a quiet plea of more.

Growing impatient you tug the straps of your bra down your shoulders exposing your breasts to him. This catches his attention because Max is on them immediately. Sucking and kissing them, basically worshiping them. “Fuck, these tits are perfect. They were practically popping out of your dress earlier, wanted to take you to the bathroom at the restaurant and just suck on them for hours”

You would have never guessed Max to be into dirty talk but it’s a pleasant surprise. “I want you in me Max, please, I’ve been waiting for this”

“How can I deny such a pretty girl? '' With that being said, Max gets up and walks to his bag to pull out what seems to be a condom. While he’s doing that, you shimmy your underwear down your legs and throw it somewhere in the room. Before he approaches the bed, Max takes his underwear off and you see his cock spring free. Your mouth instantly waters at the sight. He’s big, just like you thought he would be. Pale and veiny. Pink and wet at the tip.

You wanted him in you but not before you got a taste of him. You motion him up towards your mouth, so that his legs are on both sides of your shoulders. “I want to taste you, can I Max?” You said hoping your voice and eyes truly show the desire you have burning for him.

“Go ahead sweetie, suck me off”

That’s all you needed to hear before taking the tip in your mouth, lightly sucking. Max groans at the sensation and places a hand behind your head for support. Popping yourself off the tip, you lick a long strip under his shaft, following the prominent vein that lies there. You place feather-like kisses on the head hoping to tease him. As you look up at him, you see his mouth slightly agape, eyes stuck on you. “Don't tease me baby, c'mon”.

You start to bob your head, up and down, making sure you move your tongue back and forth. You palm at his balls and hear a hiss, thinking he must be sensitive.

“Fuck, you suck me off so good, this mouth was made for me, wasn't it y/n”

You whimper at the words and try to push yourself further down his cock. Grabbing your head, he pulls you off and says “I need to get in you”.

You nod your head fast and practically beg “please Max, please want you in me”.

As he positioned himself between your legs, he's looking directly at your core, you start to feel a bit insecure and try to close your legs, but he uses both his to keep them open. “You have such a pretty pussy, want to absolutely devour it” what he does next has you almost combust. He hovers his mouth over your core and lets a string of spit come done to coat you. Taking his index and middle finger he holds you open and lets another drop of spit fall on you. You are moaning so loud, you place your hand over your mouth to try and keep yourself quiet.

Max places two fingers in you while simultaneously rubbing slow circles over your clit. You are desperate for him to get in you. “Max I'm good, you can get in me”.

That's all he needs to hear before he puts his condom on and sinks into you. The burn is unlike anything you have felt before. You were definitely not used to his size but the stretch was addicting. As he builds up pace, you place your hands over his back, your fingernails gripping onto his shoulders, it feels so so good. “Faster” you whisper. Max listens. You could already feel the coil in your stomach about to snap, what pushes you over the edge is Max’s dirty talk. “You wrap around me so good, best pussy I've ever had, what would people think if they saw my roommate's sister coming all over my cock” you can't respond, all you can do is moan.

Finally catching your breath you say “you feel so good Max, you are gonna make me cum” and you tuck your head into his neck licking a fat stripe near his Adams apple. “I'm gonna come too, come with me y/n”.

The next couple of minutes go by in a blur, you feel yourself clenching on his cock, cumming while he pumps in and out of you with his hand rubbing at your clit. He kisses you hard as he groans into your mouth. “Fuck that was good” he states and all you can do is nod.

Max takes off his condom, and goes to the bathroom, returning in his underwear, with a warm washcloth. You feel embarrassed but you let him clean you up. You are left undressed so you ask if he could hand you your dress. The room is filled with an awkward tension. Max can tell because he lays down on the bed and pats it for you to lay with him.

You feel like you should decline and be on your way, not wanting to overstay your welcome. But you genuinely don't think this will ever happen again and want to cherish what little time you have in the same proximity. You lay with your head on his chest and his arm thrown over you with the tv playing in the background. Time passes quickly and within 30 minutes you hear soft snores coming out of max. You take this as your cue to leave. You slip yourself away and gather your belongings. Taking one last glance at him you smile and quietly make your way out of the room.

You don't have a lot of time to reflect once you get back to your room because you have to shower, and pack for your flight in the morning. You don't know if you and Max will ever reconnect like that, but you are grateful for the time you shared.

You don't see or hear from Max before you leave Japan, but maybe it's for the best. Your brother didn't expect anything and you are determined to keep it that way.

The first couple of weeks back in Mexico were rough, slowly recovering from your trip. Around 6 weeks after being home and two more grand prix taking place, you feel sick, like a stomach bug has really knocked you down. It was so bad that you weren't able to go to the Miami gp like you wanted.

Deciding it has been lingering for far too long you decide to go to the doctor. The first thing they ask you is if it's possible if you are pregnant. Your first thought is no, but you remember you and Max had hooked up around two months ago. You feel a pit in your stomach and your heart rate speeds up. You couldn't be right, he wore a condom, and you hadn't had sex for like a year prior to that.

After you take your pee test, you have never been more scared or felt more alone. You want your mom here. After what felt like an eternity, the doctor came in with a smile and sat down. “Congratulations y/n you are pregnant”. The world came to a stand still and all you can do is cry.

Because how in the hell are you going to tell your brother you are pregnant with his teammate's baby. How are you going to tell Max that you are pregnant?

Simple. You won't.

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Feel the Heat - Grid x F Driver! Reader

Plot: All the moments that Y/N has just absolutely lost her shit.

Warnings: Lots of swearing, mentions of sexism (undertones) which I do not condone at all, its just for the plot and what i see some celebrities are burdened with in the limelight.

Credit to martha-dobie for the GIF

Moment 1:

"So Y/N how do you feel about the 10 second time penalty?" Martin asks you in the post race interview. You were now starting P20 in the race tomorrow and it wasn't even your fault.

"Yeah superb the FIA did a really good job determining who was at fault!" you grit out with a strained smile on your face.

"Oh really? Because your team seem to be arguing against the decision as we speak, they've been very vocal about it"

"Yeah it was sarcastic of course I'm not happy, any other driver who did that would have been let off... but I don't? My team have clips of Hamilton, Ricciardo, Leclerc, Stroll, Gasly and Norris all doing it and getting away with it. So why not me?" you ask before storming off. You didn't want to do media anymore and your PR manager could tell.

"Y/N we are trying to get that penalty lifted so that you start P4 tomorrow. I don't know what else to say, the team are trying" she says rubbing your shoulders, but the scowl on your face says otherwise.

"It's not fucking right though Cathy!" you exclaim kicking the side of the Red Bull hospitality wall.

"I know, i know. And they are working on it!" she exclaims trying to calm you down.

"They wont change their decision now though, the other teams will get pissed that they've gone back on their word..." you seethe.

"Fucks sake" you scream.

"I'm going" you grunt out, before storming through the AlphaTauri garage and grab your bag that you'd brought to the track. Everyone could see how hacked off you were, even once you put the sunglasses on and your team cap to cover the look currently on your face.

"Y/N are you okay?" Yuki your team mate asks, as he too exists the paddock behind you. You tried to ignore him, not wanting to turn round and snap at one of the most genuine and sweetest people here.

"Okay, you don't want to talk and that's fine, but please let me drive. Angry Y/N is scary driving" he advises, trying to beeline ahead of you so that he could get to the drivers door before you.

"Sorry Yuki, yeah you should drive" you manage to get out slowing down your own pace so that the poor male didn't have to run so he was ahead of you.

Aftermath:

You proceeded to not have the time penalty knocked, and you started the race in P20, however you managed to climb all the way up to P5 in a victorious come back race.

Your team were celebrating the come back and you were beyond happy in the interviews.

Moment 2:

"Y/N over here! Can you sign this?" another voice shouts at you, you were in the airport and your manager said that he would be there for you and your girlfriend when you got off the plane with security.

However no-one was there to collect you apart from fans who somehow worked out what flight you were on.

Slowly more and more people were flooding around you both and your girlfriend. Your girlfriend was a smaller streamer and therefore wasn't used to the Paparazzi.

"Guys can we back up a little, just to keep us all safe" you tried being nice to get the fans to back up a little further to make sure your girlfriend was safe.

However, as you went round with the sharpie, more and more people were pushing and you were so out of it from the pushing and pulling, the cameras in your face and things being thrusted at you that the tight grip that was once on your forearm was gone.

"Emma?" you shouted your girlfriends name, now noticing you couldn't see her.

"Emma!" you shouted in an angrier tone, people still not backing up and giving you space.

"Right, I've tried to be nice, everyone please leave. NOW!" you say sternly, and for the first time not only the fans but airport staff notice the commotion and security help you out of the circled crowd around you.

You immediately went to twitter.

'Please, if you are a fan and you see a celebrity in a public space with no security... DONT bring attention to them and DONT mob them. That was the scariest moment of my life in Heathrow Airport just now. Have some fucking respect for your idols'

You shut your phone off, your face still angry most definitely being caught by the paps. They also caught as you ran up to your girlfriend pulling her into a hug, checking over her making sure she's okay, before your hands travel up to her cheek and pull her into a kiss.

"I'm so sorry baby" you apologize as soft tears start to fall down her face.

Aftermath:

Your girlfriend had ended up breaking up with you the week after the race, the pressure of everything getting to her. You cried to Charles and Pierre for an entire weekend as your 3 year long relationship had just come to a close because of your fans not having respect for personal space and boundaries.

You were fuming and had written many tweets and Instagram story's explaining why you guys broke up and how utterly heartbroken you were, however you wanted Emma to be happy and that this is what was for the best.

For months, you were cold and off with any media duties and PR had to tell every interviewer not to bring the breakup up in the questions or they'd cut the interview.

Moment 3:

"Well, Lando... you've been here for six years now and you still haven't got your first win yet... do you feel like your going to be the next Nico Hulkenberg or Kevin Magnussen?" An interviewer asks looking down at his notepad.

"Erm" Lando says unsurely looking down.

"What the actual fuck" you spit, looking at the interviewer that asked him.

"Y/N you have input on this matter?"

"Go fuck yourself. Get yourself in a F1 car and see if you can even fucking start it. Lando has worked hard for what he has achieved so far, in and no hate to Mclaren, but a midfield car. How dare you sit there and ask him that question. Kevin and Nico have also worked hard for where they are, even just being in F1 is a phenomenal achievement considering there are only 20 seats in the world. So to answer your question, no Lando is Lando Norris and that's fucking iconic enough as it is, with or without a win. Have a good fucking rest of the panel" you rant, before standing up with so much force that your seat goes crashing back, a bang sounding throughout the room making the interviewer flinch.

Aftermath:

Everyone actually sat there for a minute reviewing how you'd just stormed out of media duties and slammed the interviewer six feet under.

"So Y/N no longer will be participating into todays panel. So Martin i believe you had a question for Lewis?" the director advised but the rest of the vibes for the interview weren't there as everyone agreed with your previous statements.

Moment 4:

"Y/N are you okay?" your race engineer asks.

"FUCK! FUCKS SAKE. WHAT A PRICK" you screech.

"Copy that. But are you okay?" they asks once again.

"No I'm not fucking okay. Tell Leclerc when i see him, I'm going to shove his wheel so far into his mouth " *cut off*

"Did you guys just fucking mute me?" you scream, but after not hearing anything you jump out the car handing the wheel to one of the pit teams that had come out to collect your battered car.

You kicked at the gravel, yelling at one of the crew asking if they saw how Leclerc had literally gone into you and used you as his crash barrier, yet he was still able to the continue the race pitting for minor wing damage.

Aftermath:

You had yelled at Charles after the race, who completely admitted to you that he was at fault and he was sorry to be the cause of your DNF. He went on to say in the interviews that he was sorry to you that he'd caused such a collision.

Moment 5:

"WOMEN SHOULDNT BE IN MOTORSPORT" you hear from the stand behind you as your signing a little boys hat that he had offered you asking for a picture and a signature.

However, something metallic not only hit you but hit the little boy that was stood to your left. He immediately raised his hand to his head, holding the bit that the can had hit before bursting into tears.

In a moment of shock you spin round looking for the men that had thrown the empty beer cans at you through the fencing.

"Oiii you two get the fuck down here now!" you point at the two laughing gents, who still at being called out.

"Don't ever pull shit like that again or I'll get you permanently banned from every sporting event you could possibly attend" you say looking up at them. They looked at you in shock.

"Oh, I'm sorry if its not the consequences of your actions ..." you laugh.

"But ..."

"No, you hurt a little boy! And me... So I'll be letting bar staff know to no longer serve you" you say before turning away and talking to security.

They ended up finding the little boy and his father. You came up to them with a gift bag each and upgraded paddock passes. They hugged you thanking you for the opportunity and saying it was too much.

You made sure the little boy was okay, carrying him on your hip touring him through the paddock, introducing him and his dad to the other drivers and then showing him around the garage. You let him sit in your car while you took a picture of him and his dad. A mechanic then took a picture of the three of you.

Aftermath:

The media went crazy seeing you stick up for the little boy and his day around the paddock with you. People knew you were sweet despite how short tempered you could be and these interactions proved it.

The little boy and his father ended up actually becoming closer friends of yours and would often be seen in the paddock or when they had general tickets people would wave as they recognized them.

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