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lnlightning81 · 1 day

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Promise

Summary : Your first race leaves you with a lot of anxiety but thankfully Alex knows how to fix that. He also has a little surprise

Pairing/s: Alexander Albon x Reader, Logan Sargeant x Reader (Platonic + brief)

Warning/s: Anxiety

Word Count : 1.2k

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Heading to your first ever Formula One race was not on the agenda for the day. You were actually planning on going shopping around the city, but Alex had talked you out of that by bribing you with free food, and who couldn’t turn down free food?

So here you were, walking through the Formula One paddock with a death grip on your boyfriend's hand. You’d always been able to travel with Alex because you worked from home during race season, which meant you could travel whenever you wanted. However, you always stayed in the hotel room doing exactly that, sometimes going out shopping when Alex forced his card upon you, saying that you needed to be spoiled.

“Darling” Alex stopped walking, turning to look at you, and you looked up at him. Alex grabbed your other hand, holding it gently as his thumb rubbed gentle circles on the back of it

“Hmm?” You asked only now just paying attention to whatever he was saying while he was walking

“You’re squeezing my hand a lot, darling. What's wrong?” He asked, tilting his head to the side

“I’m just really nervous. You care about all these people and this is your work and there’s so many people here” You whispered and he nodded wrapping his arm around you pulling you closer to his body as we started walking again.

“You’re shaking love” He frowned as you walked into the Williams garage with him. It was a lot less scary being inside the garage knowing that the mechanics were far too busy working on the car, other team members being too busy as well and Logan well he wasn’t so bad to be around.

Alex took you to his driver's room sitting you down on the massage table grabbing one of his half zips and pulling it over your head so it covered your body before grabbing a blanket that was kept on his couch and wrapping it around your body pulling you back into his arms. Your head rested on his chest as you listened to his heartbeat.

“Just relax, darling. No one will come in here that you don’t already know. Okay?” He asked as you gently nodded against his chest. Gently rubbing your back as the door quietly opened, looking over, you spotted Logan. Giving him a small smile

“Oh hey Y/N” He hummed

“Hi Logan” you whispered as he sat on Alex’s couch, looking over at him. You frowned

“He always comes in before a race” Alex explained, and you nodded

“Okay” You nodded, pulling back and pulling your legs onto the table, turning to look at Logan, who was sitting behind you. Alex wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pulling you back into his chest.

“Damn thought I’d got away from couples” Logan joked, and you smiled a little

“I’ve got a friend” You shrugged

“I’m okay being single thanks though” You chuckled, looking up at Alex, who pressed a kiss to your lips.

“Never been to a race before?” Logan asked, and you shook your head

“What gives that away?” You asked, and he smiled

“I don’t know, maybe the blanket and the fact Alex won’t let go?” You chuckled with a smile

“He’s keeping me warm, so I can’t complain” You shrugged, and Alex tightened his grip around you

“You didn’t say you were cold” He frowned, and you shrugged

“I wasn’t exactly cold, but you’re keeping me extra warm” You smiled up at him, and he smiled softly. Logan took a couple of pictures of the two of you being so caught up in your love.

“I can’t believe I convinced you to come” He whispered, and you smiled

“I won’t be back for a while. It’s terrifying, and I like watching it in the hotel with the lovely view” Alex laughed, pressing a kiss to your head as Logan snuck out of the room as his trainer texted him.

“Did you bring anything to go on holiday with?” Alex asked, and you shook your head

“Baby we drove a couple hours from the house. I didn’t pack anything for a holiday” you hummed, and he shook his head

“Maybe we should go shopping after the race then?” He asked, and you frowned

“What why?” You asked confused, turning to look at him properly

“To go on a nice holiday? This is the last race where I have a whole week off after it” He explained, and you nodded, looking up at him

“We could. Or we could find a little log cabin in the middle of nowhere here in England, maybe with a little hot tub and just enjoy that?” You suggested, and he nodded

“If you want to. It’s nice weather” He shrugged, and you smiled, wrapping your arms around him and the blanket at the same time

“Yes please can we please?” You begged, and he nodded

“I can’t say no to that look, can I?” He smiled poking your cheeks as you smiled up at him

“See this is why I love you” you hummed, kissing him

“And why would that be?” He asked, looking down at you

“You always listen to my suggestions, you care about how I’m feeling, you know how I’m feeling without me actually saying it out loud and you’re just a loveable person” You explained and he looked down at you with so much love you thought you might actually explode

“Oh fuck it” He muttered grabbing his bag and pulling out a little black box

“I was gonna wait until we went away on holiday, but I can’t wait, not when I’ve finally got you at a race and you’re right in front of me” You frowned, watching him

“Y/N I love you so much, and I’m not proposing just yet, so don’t worry about that” You chuckled, looking up at him

“Good cause I want to get pictures of that, not in a motorhome” you joked

“Anyway we can come back to your proposal plans. I love you so much Y/N and I know you hate using my card to buy things or just buying things for yourself in general because that’s not your kind of thing but I saw this in like three different baskets of yours on like three different websites so I decided to actually buy you it” Alex handed you the small box and you opened it up to see the ring you had been thinking about buying

The ring was one that could be personalised and with how long you and Alex had been together you wanted to get it with your birthstones and maybe your initials and you had been looking at many different websites just trying to find the cheapest and best looking one.

Opening the box up fully, you could feel the tears fill your eyes. Alex didn’t have to do this, but the fact that he actually did was so sweet. Taking the ring out of the box, Alex carefully took your hand and slid the ring onto your ring finger

“It’s not a proposal yet, but this is a promise ring so that it’s always with you while I’m racing. A promise that no matter how bad the crash is or how far apart we actually are I will always come home to you because it’s you I want to spend the rest of my life with” He explained gently wiping your tears away.

It was him. It will always be him.

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lovings4turn · 2 months

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hey can u do alex albon sending u selfies while ur apart

i love this prompt for alex omgosh !!! thanks sm for sending it in lovely — tried somethin a little different n i’m not sure how i feel about it but i hope you like it !!!

taking off now baby!

wish u were here to talk my ear off while im trying to sleep:/

y/n 🥰

alexander albon that better not be my sleeping mask…

albono ❣️

in my defence i needed it more

plane bad sleep hard:(

y/n 🥰

YOU’RE LITERALLY ON A JET RN ???

albono ❣️

point still stands

y/n 🥰

…

ur so lucky ur cute

imy already babe have a safe flight ☹️🫶

albono ❣️

what six hours of good sleep does to a man

ready to cook in australia😮‍💨

y/n 🥰

you’re gonna do great babe

i’ll be cheering you on from the living room !!!

try to smuggle a quokka back in ur suitcase for me 🥰

albono ❣️

i’ve been staring at the floor for the past thirty minutes

this is what the bugs down there are seeing

y/n 🥰

aren’t you supposed to be in media???

albono ❣️

i have five minutes

and i need my dose of you before i go out there

apparently it makes me smilier

y/n 🥰

oh boooo cheesy🍅🍅🍅

(kidding i’m blushing 🤭🤭)

albono ❣️

don’t be fooled by the smile masking the sheer terror in my eyes i couldn’t let him get suspicious

i think george forgot he isn’t in an f1 car rn and is just driving us back to the hotel

y/n 🥰

five second penalty for driver 63 incoming 😔

least you look cute 🫶 fear looks good on you

albono ❣️

…

thanks?🤨

y/n 🥰

tell george i want my boyfriend to remain in one piece please

flying back will be a lot harder for you if not and i can’t deal w not seeing you for even longer:(

albono ❣️

“only because y/n asked nicely” — george

y/n 🥰

i always knew i was the better half <3

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lovelytsunoda · 5 months

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i saw mommy kissing santa claus // alex albon

summary: alex has to keep up the illusion that santa claus is real, and every year gets more extreme than the last. he's got footprints to put on the living room floor and cookies to eat and stocking to fill . . . and at this rate, he's going to wake up the whole house.

pairing: alex albon x wife! reader

warnings: set in the future, so alex is about 30, children ( their names are gabriel and isabella ), gabriel sees his mommy kissing santa claus (who's really just alex in a festive hat), honestly it's just fluff guys (aside from one joke about having george shove alex off a cliff if she left him to go out with santa claus)

it was the night before christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even alex albon's five cats. his wife was asleep in their bed upstairs, and the kids were down for the count, wrapped in layers of blankets as alexander tiptoes down to the living room, where the christmas tree was set up in the bay window.

he turned on the tree lights, slipping a santa hat over his dark heair and opening the walk-in closet to find the large canvas bag that he and his wife had filled with christmas presents.

above the fireplace hung four stockings. stockings that his wife had painstakingly bedazzeld for each member of the family: alex, y/n, gabriel and isabella.

he rubbed his palms together, looking at the pilsbury cookies on the coffee table.

he had some work to do.

meanwhile, y/n albon was stirring in bed, panic setting in as she groggily opened her eyes, finding her husband's side of the bed empty.

"alex?" she mumbled, slowly sitting up. a zit on her back had popped during the night, a small spattering of blood hardening on the back of her cotton nightdress.

she heard a crash coming from the basement, and she sprung out of the bed, her mama bear instincts kicking in and telling her to go and check on the kids.

first she checked on isabella, her youngest. she three-year-old had just migrated form crib to toddler bed, the small piece of ikea furniture made from stunning white wrought iron. the little girl was peacefully asleep, nestled under her snoopy blanket with a build a bear in her arms, three large stuffed animals watching over her from the foot of the bed.

she backed out of the room, closing the door before she moved further down the hall, past the sim room, to the white door decorated in glow-in-the-dark stars. gabriel was curled up in his twin bed, his head barely poking out from over his Spider-Man duvet, a stuffed reindeer clutches in his arms. a karting trophy sat on his dresser, next to a picture of him and his dad when he won his first race.

satisfied that both her kids were still soundly asleep, she set out to find her husband.

“alex?” she called out, pulling her bathrobe tight around her body as she made her way to the main floor. “alexander, what the hell are you doing?”

alex knelt in front of the couch, shaking flour over a card stock cutout of a boot print. “baby? what are you doing awake?”

“honey, you knocked the lamp over.” she chuckled, picking the ikea lamp up off the floor and setting back in the side table. “what are you doing?”

“setting the scene for Santa’s visit, obviously.” Alex chirped, yanking away the card stock. “see, snowy footprints!”

y/n laughed, fingertips against her temple. “you know that once isabella sees those presents she’s going to run right through all of the work you just put in to those footprints.”

“it’s all about the fun, love” one of the cats mewled, nuzzling against alex’s thigh as he leaned towards the coffee table, holding up the square plate. “cookie?”

"darling, it's four in the morning." she laughed, picking up a reindeer cookie from the plate. "you know that you'll eventually have to tell the kids that santa claus isn't real, right?"

"or i could let them figure it out for themselves." alex reasoned, getting to his feet and pulling his wife close. "isabella is smart, she'll figure it out before her brother does. she takes after you."

"and gabriel takes after his father. some days, it's like having three children in this house."

"hey!" alex feigned hurt. "give me a hand putting the presents under the tree? i've got springsteen."

she laughed, kissing him softly. "if you put the springsteen on, you're going to wake the kids."

"not if we use my airpods." he winked, tossing her the bluetooth case.

she let the airpods connect, putting one in her right ear before passing the case back to alexander. bruce springsteen's 'merry christmas baby' began to play as they started to empty out the canvas sack, stacking the beautifully wrapped presents underneath the white christmas tree. alex was dancing, shuffling around on the hardwood in his socks and messing up a few of the flour footprints, causing his wife to laugh.

"alex, you're going to wake the kids." she reminded, giggling as she reached for his hands, allowing him to pull her in for a dance.

she rested her head against his chest, allowing her husband to sway side to side with her, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"i'm so glad i met you. i love you, and i love our kids, and i love the life that i have created with you." alex whispered, still holding her close.

"i love you too." she hummed, leaning up to kiss him softly.

"mommy!"

alex and y/n startled, jumping and slipping apart, turning to face the stairs. gabriel stood in the middle of the staircase, white as a sheet as he clutched his stuffed reindeer.

"gabriel, honey, what are you doing awake?" y/n cooed, concerned as she walked over to her son.

"mommy, why were you kissing santa claus?"

she shot a glance at alex before taking her son's hand, walking up the stairs with gabriel as she tried to calm him down.

"sweetie, that wasn't santa claus. that was just your dad, he was tidying the living room for when santa comes to visit. we don't want santa claus tripping on any cat toys, do we?"

after she tucked gabriel back into bed, with his dinosaur nightlight switched on, she left the door open slightly, holding her robe tightly around her body as she watched him fall asleep through the crack in the door.

"who taught him that santa claus was a thirty year old thai man?" alex scoffed. "has he learned nothing from his aunties? do i look like i could eat eight billion plates of cookies in one night?"

y/n laughed, allowing her husband to hug her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. "didn't your brother try and teach him that santa claus was an alien?"

"yeah, he did, didn't he." alex chuckled. "what did you tell him?"

"that you were just moving gucci's cat toys out of the way so that santa wouldn't trip. he thought i was cheating on you with saint nick."

"baby, if you left me for an aging, overweight white man and went to go live in the arctic and bake cookies all day, i'd have george shove me off a cliff."

she tilted her head up to face alex, thumb rubbing circles over his knuckles. "we're doing a damn good job with these kids, aren't we?"

"yeah babe, we are. but soon they'll grow up, and then we'll be grandparents-"

"stop talking. you're going to make me feel old!"

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f1version · 1 year

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MOM, DAD & EGGIE ★ AA23

pairing: alex albon x fem!reader (she/her)

summary: You and Alex launch your relationship by creating an instagram account for your new puppy.

or this request

note: I LOVE PUPPIES SO MUCH

eggiethedog

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eggiethedog hi, i’m eggie the dog! 🐶

alex_albon’s insta story

eggiethedog

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eggiethedog just stole dad’s job, feeling good! 🐶

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williamsracing welcome to the team, eggie! 💙

eggiethedog happy to be here 🐶

eggiethedog

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eggiethedog mom & dad 🐶

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alex_albon ❤️❤️

georgerussell63 your mum and dad are kissing in front of me. again. make them stop.

eggiethedog leave them alone 😡🐶

alex_albon

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alex_albon small photo dump!

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eggiethedog coolest dad ever 🐶

williamsracing EGGIE CONTENT !!!!

georgerussell63 i want no complains the next time i post a shirtless picture

alex_albon YOU CAN BARELY SEE ANYTHING IN MINE

yourusername imagine dating an f1 driver i could never

formulalovers same girl SAME

yourusername

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yourusername my sweet boy 🫶🏽 @ eggiethedog

alex_albon and yourusername

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alex_albon OMG LOOK 👀 It’s eggiethedog mom and dad… KISSING

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eggiethedog mom is my favorite

eggiethedog no, dad is my favorite

eggiethedog both of them are my favorite

eggiethedog (but mostly mom)

yourusername i loooooooooove yoooouuuuuuu

alex_albon i don’t. I AM THE FAVORITE.

alex_albon i 100% do love you we will get married and all baby, i’m sorry for being mean for a sec

yourusername awww I AM THE FAVORITE

alex_albon FIGHT ME

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formulafics · 2 months

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For the blurb reader dealing with the hate of dating a driver and them comforting her.

MRS. ALL AMERICAN, but make it a blurb

well, it may be a few months later, but here it is!! i so hope you love it rena 😔🙏🏻 also im living up to that conversation we had about me dropping things without warning 😼 this also lowkey made me wanna start writing again so 👀

MRS. ALL AMERICAN | SMAU (i’d suggest reading this before you read the blurb!)

Initially, the comments didn’t bother you. In fact, you found yourself amused at many of them, being so unbelievably absurd and far from the truth. A part of you also know it was inevitable. The internet is cruel, and along with that, your relationship moved much faster than most in this day and age. So, for the time being, it wasn’t hard to just ignore them, especially since you were so certain that Alex would be your endgame. To which, he is.

Now, months later, with rings on your fingers, there’s not a shred of doubt in your mind, regarding your relationship with Alex. It’s only getting better by the day, and you couldn’t ask for a better partner. That being said, the comments didn’t stop. Frankly, you’ve started to think they’re getting worse, and unfortunately, it’s becoming harder for you to ignore them.

Alex is not oblivious to your shift in mood. He can see it clearly, especially now as he gazes at you from across the table. His eyes glance down to your hands, watching you pick apart the food on your plate, food that you usually would be ‘going to town on’ (as logan says). His brows furrow as he looks at your face, his heart sinking at the strange sadness that lingers within your expression.

“Are you okay?” He asks softly, eyes meeting yours when you look at him. You swallow a lump in your throat, one you didn’t even realize was there, before answering him. “Yeah,” you respond flatly, huffing briefly. Your chest is tight, leaving you to feel like you can’t suck in enough air. Your response isn’t exactly what Alex hoped to hear, the man being slightly stumped on what to do or say.

He waits a few moments, but the longer you both sit in silence, the more the whole situation weighs on the both of you. “You can talk to me,” Alex assures you, eyes hopeful that you’ll open up to him. You sigh, setting your fork down. You lean forward, resting your arms on the table to close the distance between you and him, and he mirrors your movements, making it feel as if you both are in a more private setting.

“It’s just,” you pause, trying to think of how to word things. “The comments — they’re getting worse, I think,” you say it quietly, the aforementioned lump returning to your throat. Alex’s expression softens, and he simply nods. “Yeah,” he responds. Before anything else can be said, the waitress is at your table, and after confirming that you’re done eating, Alex asks for the bill.

By the time you’re walking out of the restaurant and headed to the car, you’re almost in tears. You squeeze Alex’s hand in yours, unintentionally bumping into his side as you walk to the car. When you do finally reach it, he guides you to the passenger side, but rather than opening the door, he engulfs you in a hug. Just like that, the tears begin to fall from your eyes, and you hug him back, nuzzling your face into his jacket. He doesn’t say anything yet, and just rests his head on yours, his hand soothingly rubbing your back.

He waits until your crying slows, then kisses your head. “I’m sorry about the comments - I know it’s hard,” he says against your hair, and you just nod in response, hugging him impossibly tighter. “You smell good,” you say quietly, lifting the mood slightly. He chuckles, making the corners of your lips pull upwards. “Thank you,” he hums. You look up at him, a small smile on your lips. Even though there’s still weight on your shoulders, you can’t help the smile, or the way your heart speeds up when you look at him.

He tilts his head down and presses a kiss against your lips - a soft, short one. “I wish I could do more,” he says earnestly, resting his forehead on yours. “I know,” you respond, knowing that he probably needs some reassurance too.

A few moments pass, the both of you stood there in comfortable silence with your eyes closed, soft gusts of wind breezing past you. Alex inhales, then pulls away, but doesn’t go too far just yet. “I just hope you know that everything they say is complete bullshit, and that i’m genuinely so happy with you,” He says, his eyes glimmering with honesty in a way that makes your heart squeeze in your chest. “Me too,” you respond, pressing another kiss to his lips. Slowly, the lingering weight on your shoulders finally dissipates as Alex opens the passenger door, holding your hand until you’re in the seat. He bends down, a silly grin on his face. “I love you so much,” he says, making you smile. “I love you.” you respond, watching as he closes the door, then walks around the car, taking his place in the drivers seat.

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lipringlrh · 2 months

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an: first time writing for alex, hope you like it anon !!

wc: 350

“where do you see yourself in ten years?” you ask, tentatively. You woke up less than half an hour ago and had positioned yourself to be sat against the headboard with your head resting against Alex's shoulder. One of his arms was wrapped around you whilst you were playing with his free hand; alternating between tracing the lines on his palms and bending and playing with his fingers.

“With you,” he hummed, saying it as though it was obvious. He picked his head up from lying on yours to gently peck the side of your head before lying it back down above yours.

You couldn't help but smile uncontrollably, becoming flustered at his words, humming gently to agree with them. You sat in silence for a few minutes, revelling in the comfort of being around each other, focusing on the feeling of Alex's hand and the sound of his breathing.

"I think we should run away," you giggle, presenting it as a joke but not minding if it came true, "Spend every morning like this."

"Yeah?" he smirked, "You want to spend your life with me? Every day?" he pushed, already knowing your answer and already knowing his is the same.

You nodded as best as you could with your head on his shoulder, "Every day."

He grabbed your hand fully, intertwining your fingers, then brought your interlocked hands to his lips, "With you is the happiest I've felt in a long time."

He leaned over to plant the softest kiss he could on your cheek then leaned back, as though he was returning to his previous position, but moved back, quickly, and kissing you again, on your cheek, forehead, and lips. You giggled, shying away from the affection yet simultaneously loving it. You hand reached up to his chest, gently pushing him away.

"What? You don't like me anymore?" his gasped, in fake offence.

You shook your head, laughing to yourself, "Shut up, you know I love you."

He smiled, saying gently, "I love you too," before beginning to kiss you, attacking you again until you were both laughing messes

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lenoraah · 4 months

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𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙞 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪

pairing - alex albon x reader

summary - Alex and reader being in completely love with each other and making it everyone else’s problem

a/n - as usual there will be a bff cause they are always more fun to write with 🤍🤍

★ ☆ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram i guess i’m the star of the show ⭐️

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delancey_morgan yes you are 🎉🎉

alex_albon if you’re the star how’d you get those pictures of me then??

yourinstagram um, i am your star right

alex_albon yes, yes you are

delancey_morgan boo get a room

alex_albon 😒😒

user no doubt y/n looked fabulous taking those pictures

user i agree

user me too

user me three

user me four

georgerussell63 just wondering, when are the two of not going to spam-post pictures of each other

delancey_morgan shush, they’re in love

alex_albon

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alex_albon moments before she took pictures of me, which i took pictures of her

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yourinstagram we’re not obsessed with taking pictures, we’re obsessed with each other

alex_albon love ya 🤍🤍

yourinstagram right back at ya 🤍

user they’re so cute

user i second that

user somedays i can’t tell if i want to be y/n or if i want to be with y/n

user help me too

alex_albon sorry to disappoint but she’s very taken

logansargeant yes, and we have lots of proof

georgerussell63 yes we do

landonorris yes, and sometimes it’s un-erasable from our minds

user bahahahahaha lando

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delancey_morgan yes, yes, you love each other and we’re sick of it

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yourinstagram yay!! delancey joined the delulu!!

alex_albon 🥳🥳

delancey_morgan 😒😒

user we love alex and y/n!! ❤️❤️

user delancey’s aboard the delulu train! 🎉

user yay!!

user does this mean that we get more of alex and y/n??

delancey_morgan hm, on special occasions

user 🥳🥳🥳🥳

georgerussell63 uh oh, delancey_morgan your account better not be turned into a fan account

delancey_morgan no promises georgerussell63

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gentlyweeps-world · 4 months

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Hi , I have this request If you comfortable with

The reader was self harming herself before she met the drivers but she stopped do that

And the drivers discover that she was self harming herself but she thinks that they are disgusted by her scars and she try to leave but them block her way out and she breaks out and started sobbing while them say that everything will be okay and after that they got a marker and started to draw stars on her scars

Could you do that with Alex ; max or charles

And if you are uncomfortable with that feel free to ignore this request

Marking Stars

• Thank you for the request! For the future I am okay writing these types of fics, I had gone through something similar, but I have moved on and healed from it! This is a platonic! alex albon x reader, warnings for self harm.

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It had first happened years ago, the stress and pressure had been too much for you. The only relief? Slitting your wrists.

You had to have only been what, 14? 15? And now you’re 25, cycling back to the same thing.

It was your home race, your team was counting on you, your fans were counting on you. You were counting on yourself.

And of course you had crashed out, of course that happened. Your thoughts consume you, doubts, worries and insecurities.

Post race interviews weren’t any better, the subtle jab of sexism and “do you think you truly belong here?”.

It was frequent, it only grew after your team announced your contract was ending this year, f1 gossip accounts grew with speculations.

The hate had grown, your anxiety worsened. Many of the drivers had picked up on it, it was a sudden change from your usual attitude.

It hurt pushing away those you were close with, Alex, Charles and Max. Those were your guys, the ones you truly cared for.

But it was probably better you pushed them away, you didn’t want to taint their success.

You let out a sob, gliding the blade against your wrist once more, just pressing down enough to break the skin, but not leave a heavy scar.

It was only hours after the race, you were back in the comfort of your hotel room, pressed up against the door to the bathroom as you hurt yourself, seeking relief.

Unknowingly to you, Max, Alex and Charles had talked earlier, agreeing that someone had to talk to you, to see what was truly wrong.

They agreed it had to be Alex, he could calm someone down the best and make them feel comfortable and relaxed. He had the wisdom of Lily behind him too.

You didn’t hear your hotel room door open, you didn’t hear the footsteps or asking of your name. “Y/n? Are you in there?” You could hear Alex ask, knocking on the bathroom door.

You let out a gasp, blade flying from your hand as you scramble to your feet and quickly wipe the tears from your face.

“Yeah- yeah I’m in here..” You weakly reply, outstretching a shaky hand you open the door to the bathroom, revealing you to Alex.

You could see his eyes take in your state, messy hair, red puffy eyes, and blood slowly dripping down your wrist.

It was known you only ever really wore long sleeves if possible, if you couldn’t a jacket or cardigan would be on you.

Now he knew why, from the years of knowing you since karting, he wouldn’t have known you had been suffering so much alone.

“I’m sorry- I’m so sorry Alex, you don’t need to see this- “ You sob out, trying to push past him and get out of the bathroom, which now feels like it’s suffocating you.

He gently wraps his arms around you, keeping you close to him as you sob. “I’m sorry..I’m so sorry, you don’t deserve this..” You say, tears flowing as you try to pull away from him. “My scars are disgusting..I’m sorry Alex..”

Alex doesn’t say anything, he just keeps you wrapped in his arms. “It’s okay Y/n..it’ll be okay” He says softly, gently patting you on your back.

“And your scars- they aren’t ugly or disgusting..” He says, trying his best to calm you.

“Trust me Y/n, everything will be okay..this is just something you have to get over..” He says, moving so you can look up at him, “You have so many people here for you who are willing to listen and help you for what you’re going through, you aren’t alone, you don’t deserve to suffer alone..” He says, hands on your shoulders as he looks at you with a reassuring smile.

You don’t say anything to him, instead you simply nod your head and wipe at the tears flowing down your face. Alex takes one more look at you before he grabs your hand and leads you to the hotel kitchen area.

“What are you..?” You ask softly, watching him move around and try to look for something. You hear a faint “Aha!”, then he walks over with a black sharpie, paper towel and bandaid.

He try’s his best to soak up the blood and wipe it off your hand, then he gently places the bandaid over your scar.

“What are you doing with the marker?” You ask, just watching him move around and do his thing.

He lets out a soft hum, before uncapping the marker and starting to draw small stars around or on your scars.

You stare down at his hands as he does this, warmth filling your body at the thoughtful gesture, but Alex was always like that.

“Just to show you how much of a star you truly are”

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faiirybread · 6 months

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applause ︴aa23

🎤 in which.. a well known kpop idol meets a formula 1 driver

pt2!

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‘cold shoulder’ out in 24 hours. Enjoy, my blossoms🌷

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user1 HOLY SHIITTTT

user2 MOTHER

user3 HUHH?? GIRLIE IS FEEDING US

user4 I LOVE YOU YN

user5 PLS PLS PLS TELL ME THIS IS HER REPUTATION ERA

user6 I THINK ID DIE OMG

user7 NO ONE IS DOING IT LIKE HER

user8 we love you yn!!💗💗💗

user9 forever proud to be a blossom 💐

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user1 youll bounce back in japan albono!

user2 why is fernando looking at me like that..

user3 we love fernando shoe model

user4 WE LOVE YOU ALEX

user5 itll be better next race 💙

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First stage of Could You, Would You, and you guys were magical!! I love hearing your fanchants and cheers, thank you to everyone who watched! 💗 🌷

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user1 BREATHTAKING. AMAZING. GROUNDBREAKING

user2 love from france!

user3 you never fail to impress!!

user4 is it just me or did she seem really tired??

user5 its just you babes

user6 get off her mfking page if your gonna bring her down.. stupid hater

user4 im not hating, im a long time stan but im just worried about her.. going from a year and a half tour right back into a new album promotions is tough..

user5 WE LOVE YOU YN!

user6 😍😍😍

user7 COLD SHOULDER AOTY, COULD YOU WOULD YOU SOTY, YN ARTIST 👏 OF 👏 THE 👏 YEAR ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

user8 ALEX ALBON LIKE?? WHAT IS GOING ON?

user9 who the hell is that..

user8 hes a formula 1 driver!

user9 he needs to get the hell away from yn.. she doesnt need someone like him dragging her down

user10 girl what the hell are you on, all he did was like her post??

user9 i just want the best for her and he is clearly not it 😒

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yourusernameofficial Thank you so much for coming, I’m so glad you enjoyed it!

alex_albon I loved it! You are a master at performing 😆

user1 ALBONO A KPOP STAN??

user2 SINCE WHEN DID YOU LIKE YN

user3 GET AWAY FROM MY WIFE

user4 STOP. LET ME HAVE YN WHILE YOU DO YOUR LAPS AROUND THE TRACK

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YN YLN spotted at the paddock today! She seemed to be very confused as to where to go, but was pointed in the right direction by some of our drivers.

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user1 YN AT A RACE?

user2 i thought she was on a hiatus..

user3 shes on a hiatus from music, but she’ll still be out and around 😊

user3 her fashion sense is soo pretty!

user4 right?? i NEED her to meet lewis and zhou!

user3 sorry im not much of a f1 fan, who are they?

user4 lewis is lewis hamilton, a 7-time world champion and an icon in the sport, he has really cool outfits every week and drives for mercedes, and zhou is zhou guanyu, a driver for alpha romeo, and also has really cool outfits, he’s in his second year!

user3 awesome!! ill watch them and alex albon!

user5 so she cancels promos for cold shoulder then goes to a race??

user6 thats what im saying! i dont think that alex albon guy is a good influence on her..

user4 bro be so fr, alex albon did not tell her to go on a hiatus. her logical brain did after she was STALKED AND HARASSED BY HER “FANS”

user6 why is fans in quotes? they wanted to meet her, and shes not easy to meet so they did what they could, whats wrong with that?

user5 dude wtf are you on about, thats stalking and she has a right to be upset, im just wondering why she went to such a highly-publicized event after trying to get out of the public

user7 she looks so tired, i hope shes taking care of herself 😕

#pt2 coming soon!#alex albon #alex albon x reader #alex albon x you #alex albon x y/n #alex albon imagine #alex albon fic #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 #f1 fic #williams racing #williams racing x reader #📌myfics!

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formulaforza · 4 months

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hii, i hope you’re enjoying all your free time, it’s so well-deserved <33

could i please request a christmas lights, partying with alex? thank youu 🫶🏻

★ in the club ⋆ aa23

format: smau in which you and alex party hard for your birthday

alex_albon just posted a photo!

youruser uploaded to their story!

aa23.priv posted for the first time in a long while!

youruser uploaded to their close friend's story!

#m-ask #...get it?#⁺₊❆⋆ snowday sleepover #alex albon #alexander albon #alex albon x reader #alex albon x you #alex albon x y/n #alex albon imagine #alex albon smau #f1 #f1 fic #f1 smau #f1 x female reader #f1 x reader

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vamossainz55 · 9 months

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wheeee hopping right on that. can ibask for 16 + 25 for alex, maybe? if not that's absolutely okay!

an: hi lisa,, my love,, i know this is from ages ago but it took me so long to wrap my head around a plot hehe. i hope i did it justice and you enjoy it still <3

(16 & 25) feeding you their cooking & hoping you'd like it & back hugs with alex albon

You feel a pair of hands go on your shoulders, giving the tense muscle a gentle squeeze. A small sigh leaves your lips, murmuring a thank you to your boyfriend as his thumbs gently dig into the back of your shoulders.

It had been almost three hours since you sat down at your desk, laptop opened in front of you with a presentation set up. There were two weeks left for one of your most important finals, so you had been glued to your desk for multiple hours almost every day.

“You need to give yourself a break,” Alex says, slowly leaning to rest his arms on your shoulders. He takes this opportunity to kiss your cheek and to take a look at the slide you were currently making notes on. “I think..” he starts, eyes darting around the slide to gather some sort of information. “The benefits of social media to the music industry can wait no?”

You’re about to argue with your boyfriend, ready to tell him that personally, you disagree, it cannot wait when you haven’t even gotten to the positive effects on the artist's self-expression, but you let out a sigh when Goose, one of his cats, climbs onto the table instead.

You reach over to save to document right before he steps on your laptop, his tail rising to the air before settling down. “Goose,” you sigh out but he only tucks his legs under himself, resting his head before shutting his eyes.

“See, even Goose agrees. You need a break.” Alex pokes your cheek when he sees you pouting. “Come on, I have a surprise.” He tries to bribe, smiling when your eyes flicker from Goose to him with a sudden interest.

He ends up leading you to the kitchen, lets you slowly walk first with his hands covering your eyes. “Careful, go left.” He says, smiling when you’re both settled in front of the counter.

“I hope you like it,” Alex says before slowly moving his hands away. It takes you a moment to adjust to the light, blinking a few times to see what’s infront of you.

A heart shaped cake sits nicely on the counter with white frosting and strawberries, it’s homemade, frosting almost dripping by the sides. It takes you a while to recognize it, why it looks somehow so familiar.

“Alex? You made this?” You ask, a sudden wave of emotions washing over you. He hums in response, wraps his arms carefully from behind before pressing a kiss to your cheek again.

“You always told me your mum made strawberry shortcake for you when you had exams in highschool- like when you were too stressed. It might not taste the same but-“

You’re turning as he gets through the last sentence, capturing his lips with yours. “It’s perfect,” you murmur, kissing him again for a short moment before taking a careful step back.

You let out a lighthearted but wet laugh, wipe right under your eyes as you blink the tears away. His hand slides down your arm to sneak on your waist, giving it a gentle squeeze before smiling.

Soon you’re both seated on the balcony, a plate of cake sitting on each of your laps. Alex’s eyes are on you, curious to see what you’d say.

You take a careful scoop with your spoon, wait for him to do the same before clinking your spoons together before bringing it to your lips.

“You like it?” He doesn’t hesitate to ask, not even caring that you probably hadn’t had the time to even taste it.

You take a second, let it simmer on your taste buds before nodding. His eyes meet yours as he takes a bite, and you see the way his own eyes lit up with pride.

“Oh my god- it isn’t bad.” You laugh at his words, rolling your eyes.

“Alex, it’s really good.” You say, nudging your leg with his. He smiles and nods.

“I’m glad you like it.” Alex says, soft eyed before going back to his own plate and you can’t help but watch him. You had told him the story two years ago when you first started dating.

Sure you liked the cake, but you’re not sure if you’d ever be able to put into words how much you loved him.

#alex albon #aa23 #alex albon x reader #alex albon x y/n #alex albon x you #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 imagine #f1 fic #f1 x female reader

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vax-merstappen · 3 months

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home (aa23)

summary: after a stressful day at work, you come home to find that your boyfriend has returned early from a race.

this is my first time writing a fic like this, so i hope it’s alright! please send me requests for more fics or prefs! i only have so much inspiration of my own lol

It seemed like your coworkers always had it out for you. Thomas couldn’t be have been bothered to send you the files you had been asking him for since last week. Mallory couldn’t solve her own problems, so you had to solve them for her. And on top of it, your boss had given you an assignment that she needed done by the end of the day… an hour before your shift ended. Needless to say, the stress had piled up.

You did your best not to have a breakdown in the parking lot of your office or on your drive home. Instead, you put on some sad music to accompany your drive. Usually you would call Alex if he wasn’t busy on your way home. Unfortunately you knew that today he was wrapping up some work with Williams after the last race. He had placed fairly well and you didn’t want to interrupt him or bring down his mood. So you drove home alone.

You parked the car and began to let it all out. The pent up tears of frustration came pouring out. You thought that no one could see you in your car and you were safe to be vulnerable for a minute. The sobs came on harder and you banged a fist against the steering wheel before a sudden moment caused you to look up.

Your boyfriend Alex was standing on the stairs to your house, holding a bag in his hand, a shocked expression on his face. That couldn’t be right? He wasn’t supposed to be back until tomorrow?

Alex quickly ran down the stairs and opened the door to the car.

“Babe? What’s wrong?” he asked kneeling down with concern.

“Work,” you mumbled.

“Hey, it’s okay baby, do you want to talk about it?”

“No. I want to go inside.”

Alex nodded and held your hand. He grabbed your bag with your work stuff and the two of you made your way into the house. You noticed that Alex had set up candles around the living room and poured two glasses of wine. The smell of takeout food drifted through the air from the kitchen and a bouquet of roses sat on the couch.

Alex sighed and examined the room. “Hey, I didn’t know you had a bad day, I can just clean all this up if you want to be alone. I’m sorry...”

“Don’t,” you cut Alex off before he could continue. “I like it.”

“You do?”

“Yes, babe,” you sighed, tears of love springing into your eyes. “I can’t believe you surprised me.”

“Anything for you. Now where do you want to start?”

The feelings from your terrible day slipped away as they were replaced with love from your incredible boyfriend.

“Right here,” you said, gesturing to the couch. “I just want to be with you. It’s been so long.”

He nodded and grabbed two blankets from the table next to the couch. “I’m sorry, babe. I wish I could be around more.”

“I knew you’d travel a lot when I started dating you. It’s fine, but it doesn’t mean I don’t miss you.”

The two of you curled up on the couch and you felt comforted by Alex’s embrace. He had a way of making you feel so loved.

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?” he asked. “Normally you call me with a rant about your terrible coworkers.”

You shook your head. “None of that matters anymore now that I’m here. They can ruin my job but they can’t ruin my time with you. Nothing can ruin my time with you.”

“I’m sure I could find something that could ruin our time, maybe a tickle fight? Or I could make a really annoying joke?”

“Don’t you dare try, Albon, don’t you dare.”

Your eyes were closed but you could sense him smile.

“I would never hurt my perfect girlfriend. Never.”

“So I’m perfect now?”

“Always have been.”

#alex albon x reader #alex albon x you #alex albon x y/n #f1 imagine #f1 fic #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #f1 x you #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 fluff #formula 1 fanfic

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f1version · 10 months

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congratulations on the 1k!! it's well deserved

could i please request alex albon + ❛ i didn’t know where else to go. ❜

❛ who did this to you? ❜

❛ please don’t leave me. ❜

i apparently need some angst!

SAFE & SOUND ★ AA23

pairing: alex albon x driver! fem! reader

summary: you and alex have never had a good relationship as teammates, but for some reason you feel safe in each other’s arms.

warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, implied and mention of verbal and physical violence (non explicit, not between the pairing, reader explains what happened but nothing detailed), implied toxicity and sexism, anxiety, alex calls reader love.

word count: 1,4k

notes: this ended up being longer than i expected

general masterlist ★ 1k special

Everything hurts.

From the soft leather seats of your car to the speed in which it was being driven. Tears fell down your cheeks while those cruel words rushed through your head all over again. They will never stop, you repeated. But they had to stop, they had to stop because they weren’t true.

You should leave. F1 is not for women. Daddy’s money. Your wins were gifted to you. Cheater.

Every punch, every scream. Everything hurts because the cruelest people are the ones who don't see beyond the differences, the ones who only look for flaws. It seemed like safety was something you couldn’t afford.

It was 3:00 AM when you parked in front of an apartment building in Monte Carlo. You had only been there once 6 months ago, yet you managed to drive there as if it were routine.

You don't even know why you drove there.

Your name was still on the list of people allowed to go up, even when he said he was going to do a new list and you were sure you wouldn’t be allowed anymore. You guessed he forgot, after all, Alex Albon was somewhat forgetful.

Alex.

You are in front of Alex Albon’s door, your teammate’s door. Questions finally start pouring into your head. Why are you here? What makes you think he will let you in? What makes you think he will help you?

You and Alex weren’t the best teammates, and it was mostly your fault. He took you by surprise with his kindness, he was as sweet and funny as it could get. He was sunshine and you were midnight rain; cold, unpredictable, pushing away every intruder who could throw away what you had been building since you were 4 years old.

Still, you were going to knock on his door at 3 in the morning.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

For five minutes and eight seconds, there was no answer, the wait was doom, it was a sign that you should turn around and leave because Alex was asleep. But he had always been full of surprises.

Two confused brown eyes meet yours, saying your name in such a tone. "Are you. What?"

"I didn't know where else to go" you speak quickly, nervous, the bruises hurt more then.

"I, Come in, let's talk inside"

In that moment a sigh of relief leaves your lips. Of course he would let desperate souls in his house at three in the morning.

The fake blond led you into the living room, where, with a soft motion, asked you to take a seat on the black sofa in front of you.

Alex sits next to you, concern in his pretty eyes. You haven't said anything since he opened the door. You always had something to tease him with, but only a small cry came out of you. You didn't even look at him, something was very wrong.

He calls your name, soft and caring. “Can you look at me?” You hear him say as you stare down at your hands. "Love, please tell me what's wrong, you're worrying me.”

Observing was one of Alex’s greatest qualities, that's why he froze. His gaze was stuck on the bruise of your left arm. On the way here, they had taken on a blueish color, they were painful, especially when you remember the reason why they were there to begin with.

“Y/n?” He says cautiously, scared to mess it up. "Who did this to you?"

Alex gets closer and suddenly you've never felt so vulnerable, so alone. Alex didn't want you here, it was almost four in the morning and he was in his pajamas while you were crying on his sofa, smelling of that goddamn drink someone spilled on you.

"Alex, I’m sorry. I, I know you must be tired," you say in a hurry, trying to get up. "I, I should go, everything is fine nothing, nothing happened."

Alex grabs your hand, looking up at you. "Love, please."

Somehow that’s enough to make you stay. His eyes, such pretty brown eyes drown in worry and sadness. You can't stand it. Seeing Alex sad was something only could bear within race weekends, when your focus wasn’t on him. But, yes, he always looked better smiling.

Alex sighs, "stay here, I'm going to go get an ice pack and some water."

You decided to look down, more tears filled your eyes. He was so good. Alex was a real-life angel in your eyes, and you never thanked motorsports for the things it had done for you until now. Knowing him.

When he came back, a glass of water made it’s way into your hands, calming the nausea and the nerves.

“Love, can you turn around a bit? I need to see that bruise,” Alex states, you just comply. You knew that if you thought about it too much you would want to run away without looking back. This isn’t the strong, confident version Alex knows, this is some broken toy who has had enough playing. You didn’t want him to see you like this, you were afraid of breaking something that didn't exist.

But maybe it exists, that something. Maybe it’s just hard to spot what that is. Maybe it was all about the laughs, hugs, and soft touches on the get-togethers of the team and the grid. Maybe it was how he looked at you with those gorgeous brown eyes.

That maybe is what encourages you to open up, he wouldn't judge you. He could never.

"I, I was in a pub, celebrating the points from last week with my sister and,” you inhale sharply, "and at some point, she went dancing with her girlfriend and... some people, fans, they recognized me and they, they."

"They did this."

It wasn’t a question, it was a fact. The lump on your throat only allowed you to nod. Looking at Alex you recognized anger, it was something carnal and dangerous, something you hadn't seen before. It wasn't the adrenaline rushing through his veins after something went down on track. This was twisted, crooked.

"Love," He says, slowly. There's that nickname again. "Do you remember their faces?" He asks a few minutes later, tense. “What they were wearing. Something?"

"Alex,"

"We have to do something," he says, standing up abruptly. "This can't stay like this, you,"

"Alex," you interrupt him, "i know what I have to do, but not now, please. I just want, I want to rest, I want peace, I want… Please, let's not talk about this now and," there’s a confession hanging in the air, "please don't leave me"

Your watery eyes find exasperated ones, calming them within seconds. His newfound softness brought you peace.

"Can I hug you?" The Thai murmurs, eyes never leaving yours.

"Yes, you can."

His arms wrap around your waist gently, doing everything to keep you from moving too much, afraid of hurting you. That made your tears fall inconsolable. You feel Alex's hands caressing your back, they are so gentle.

"Here, put this on the bruise," he says as he pulls away, extending you an ice pack.

"Thank you."

After that, there are twenty minutes of comfortable silence. You notice the music playing in the background, soft and relaxing, lo-fi, most likely.

Alex guides you to the bathroom, letting you shower away the anxiety. He even offers you a t-shirt and pajama bottoms that are just a little too big on you, but nothing wild. He brings snacks for both of you, giving you a sandwich and more water; you make a mental note of inviting him for dinner one day.

"Do you want," Alex says, breaking the silence "I, It doesn't matter."

"Alex," You call, sitting next to him, with your head almost falling on his shoulder. "It’s okay, you can ask."

“It's not what you think, I,” he smiled, “I just want to know if you want to cuddle for a while? Not in my bed, if that’s weird, but I can bring some blankets and pillows, it would be comfortable. I don’t think it would be weird, is it weird to you? We literally live together, you know, Williams. Agh! You know what I mean."

Your body moving closer to his silences his blabbering, your head resting on his chest, legs almost in his lap, a smile in your face. Alex puts an arm around you.

"Yes, that’s okay, really," you muttered. "And sorry."

"Don't apologize for coming, everything is fine I,"

“I mean how I've treated you,” you say and he makes a big ‘O’ with his mouth, then frowns. Is he confused? "I feel like I've been cold."

Alex smiles. "Honestly? I feel like it's just on race weekends, and I know why."

Now you smile. A grateful smile. No one had ever understood or tried to. You feel tears running down once again, this time of overwhelming gratitude. Alex kisses your temple.

“You are okay, love, safe and sound, I promise”

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miloformula123fan · 2 months

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