Summary: When Jack calls her from a bar in the middle of the afternoon, Y/N knows something is wrong.
What she doesn’t expect is how easily one promise — “you’ll always have me” — breaks the walls he’s been holding up for years.
Writer’s notes: Okay, another Jack Abbot just to get it out of my system, trying to make him a little less OOC. I was inspired by a tweet and had to write it before I forgot about it. It's set a few days after this season’s shift.
Warning: Mentions of Jack drinking to forget his problems.
Word Count: 1.4k
After a long morning shift all I want is to go home, but my phone starts ringing and when I look at the caller ID I feel confused, Jack Abbot reads on the screen, I ask myself why would he be calling me on his day off?
I pick up feeling worried, he’s been a bit weird since Robby left and I promised Robby I’d take care of his best friend while he’s on his sabbatical.
“Hello, Jack?” I ask as soon as I pick up the phone, but the voice that answers that confirms my name isn’t Jack’s voice.
“Y/N? I’m Josh… Look I’m gonna need you to come pick up your friend, he’s in no condition to drive himself home.” John says and I immediately realize what Jack has been doing for most of the day.
“Right… Right… I’ll go pick him up right away, can you please tell me what bar he’s at?” I grab my car keys and start the car, I only end the call after he told me the name of the bar and I put it on the GPS system.
It takes a few minutes to the address, but when I arrive I walk straight into the bar and find Jack practically laying on the counter nursing a glass of whiskey as if it’s the most precious drink, but right now he probably thinks he is.
“Hey, Jackie… Ready to go home?” I ask patting his shoulder and he raises his head, at least he’s aware of his surroundings.
“Y/N, who called you? Ah… Josh… Traitor.” He says, pointing to Josh as if he was betrayed by the polite bartender who only laughed as he wiped the counter clean. I reach inside Jack’s pocket and grab his wallet to settle his bill, giving Josh a fair tip for dealing with a drunk Abbot, which I know isn’t easy.
“Let’s go, Jack… I’ll take you home.” I say reaching under his shoulder and placing his arm around my shoulders to walk with him to my car, thankfully he complies kind of easily, only half complaining about his leg bothering him.
I start driving to his house, already kind of used to the path to his apartment.
“So… Care to tell me why you’re spending your day off drinking your ass off?” I ask, glancing at him and he looks at me, his eyes trained on my face and he’s been looking at me ever since we got in the car.
“Robby’s been gone…” He says, as if that’s enough reason… And for him it is.
“I know… Robby’s been gone for a few days.” I say softly, knowing how hard it’s been for him since Robby left.
“Someone tattled me to my therapist… She said helping the SWAT team isn’t a hobby… So she made me stop.” He says, sulking into the seat and we both know that that someone is Robby, right before he turned off his phone for the sabbatical.
“Well… There are other healthy hobbies, Jack…” I say, breathing deeply and turning into his street, parking in his parking spot.
“I know that, but none of them are as tasty as this one…” He says and I realize he’s entering his flirty state and that is very dangerous for me as I help him into the apartment, the whole way he’s throwing flirty jabs my way and I’m trying to be respectful and ignore how good his arm feels around my shoulder. I unlock his door and help him lay down on the couch.
“Jack, I’ll go get your pajamas… Do you want anything else from your room?” I ask helping him lay down on his couch.
“You can get some and massage my back if you’re offering.” He says, resting his head on his hand and smiling at me, looking at me up and down. God, how am I supposed to resist this man? I ignore him and turn around to go to his room, I can hear him laugh loudly, this is something I’m used to since it’s not the first time I helped him get changed. I grab his pajamas and the lotion. - yes, I’m too weak for this man to deny him a massage- I walk back to his living room and he immediately clocks into the lotion on my hands.
“Damn, honey… So you are going to give me a massage?” He says laughing softly, clearly teasing me and I laugh back, throwing his pajamas on his face.
“Ha ha. Get changed, I’ll go order us dinner and once you’re sober we’ll talk about the massage.” I say, winking at him teasingly. As I walk into his kitchen I can hear him laughing again.
I order his favorite and go sit on the couch to wait for it, but he’s still getting changed and I try to keep my eyes away from his strong back, coughing lightly to make him aware of my presence and he looks at me over his shoulder and our eyes meet, his eyes crinkle when he smiles at me.
“Enjoying the show, sweetheart?” He says, turning to face me and throwing his shirt on the couch and crossing his arms. Making his arms appear bigger and his pecs more prominent, I cough and cover my burning cheeks when I realize I was staring. He smirks and tilts his head at me, taking a few steps at me.
“Jack… You’re drunk.” I whisper when he’s close enough that I can feel his breathing on my cheek and I tilt my head down.
“Don’t… I’m tipsy at best, sweetheart.” He says, cupping my chin and tilting my head up, I look up into his eyes, those beautiful light blue eyes. My eyes flickering between his eyes and his lips now displaying a small smile as he rubs his thumb gently on my lower lip and I feel his breathing on my lips gently. When he starts to lean down to kiss me and I lean up to kiss him back we hear the doorbell ring.
“It’s the food… I’ll go get it…” I whisper, but make no move to pull away, he only lets go of me when his doorbell rings again, groaning loudly as he goes to get the food.
We sit on the couch to eat, avoiding the huge elephant in the room. Once we’re done eating I can clearly see he’s already better. “Jack… Drinking like this isn’t healthy for you.”
“I know… I know… But now that Robby is gone and I can’t help the SWAT team.. Whiskey is all I have left.” He says, pushing around the food on his plate and I hold his wrist gently.
“Jack… You’ll always have me, always.” I say, smiling at him gently and rubbing my thumb on his hand softly and he looks at me surprised, as if he hadn’t even considered this option. “What…?” He asks, trying to hold back his emotions.
“Me, Jack… If you want to drink, call me… If you need Robby, call me… If you feel anything at all, call me… I’m serious” I say as seriously as I can and he breaks down, I place our plates on his coffee table and pull him into a hug. Rubbing one hand up and down his back, trying to soothe him and running the other hand on his hair, we stay in this position until his shoulders stop shaking and his sobs quiet down.
We finish eating quietly and I help him move back to his room, turning on the tv he can’t sleep without and help him remove his prosthetic, hearing his loud sigh of relief from it and when I move to turn off the lights and go home, he holds my wrist gently enough that I could pull away in case I wanted to.
“Stay…” He whispers gently, so gently that I could have missed it if I wasn’t paying attention to him.
“Sure… Of course, like I said… Always” I whisper, just as gently and smiling at him softly, pulling the blanket so that I can lay with him and as soon as my body hits the mattress he pulls me into his chest, wrapping one arm around my waist and his other hand goes to my hair, running his finger through my hair softly.
“You still owe me a kiss from the interruption earlier…” He whispers against my shoulder, half asleep and I laugh softly as I promise that if he remembers that tomorrow, I’ll gladly give him as many kisses as he wants. He laughs back with me and rests his chin on my shoulder falling asleep and once I hear his breathing even out, I let my body relax and fall asleep beside him and honestly speaking… It was the best sleep I’ve ever had.
Pairing: Jack Abbot x Night Shift Resident! Reader
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Warnings: I’m addicted to The Pitt one shots, specially Jack and Robby, so I decided to try to write about Jack, mentions of smut in the past, fluff, kind of sad, Jack and reader are fwb (but they’re both in love with each other), miscommunication, age gap situation (reader is in their late 20’s and Jack is in his 40’s), reader is insecure (but so is Jack), definitely filled with hospital inaccuracies.
Word Count: 1.5k
“Uh… Sorry to interrupt… Whatever that was…” I say feeling my cheeks burn with shame and my eyes start to burn with unshed tears, I turn away before Mohan can see them, but Jack notices it. Of course he does, always so observant… “I… I have to go, mandatory break according to Robby.” I mumble over my shoulder, trying to cover the quiver in my voice with a weak laugh as I walk towards the closest on-call room to try to recompose myself.
I walk through the Pitt already exhausted from this shift, damn I’m not built for the morning shift anymore, I’m starting to regret agreeing to doing a double shift to have tomorrow off. After being here for almost a year now, I feel like I’m already used to walking around these halls. I feel like I heard Jack’s voice, but when I turn around and don’t see anyone, I just assume I’m imagining things, so I continue on my way, walking through the halls as I’m about to turn to head to the nurses’ station, I hear a voice coming from one of the rooms in the corner:
“Okay… Our little secret.” I hear Mohan’s voice and when I turn my head to look inside the room, letting my curiosity speak louder than sense, my eyes widen and I can feel my body freeze. Inside the room is the man that has been plaguing my mind for weeks now.
The man that’s made me feel like I’m on top of the world almost every morning since I transferred into the night shift, Jack Abbot… The man is shirtless on the gurney as Mohan applies something on his back. When I freeze to see the scene my shoes make a loud noise against the floor and both their faces turn towards me, Jack’s eyes widen for a fraction of a second, not enough for everyone else to notice, but I’m not everyone else… Or so I thought.
I can hear Jack calling after me, but I ignore it. It's childish I know, but he should’ve told me if he wanted to end our agreement to be with Mohan, I get it… She’s really beautiful and smart and she’s… Mohan. I enter the on-call room and sit on the small and half decent bed we have there, not even a five minutes later and Jack walks into the room and closes the door behind him, his shirt is backwards and inside out, so he clearly came after me right after I left. I sigh deeply trying to get myself ready to hear him say the words ‘we’re done’ even though we never really dated.
“We need to talk…” He says crossing his arms, normally that would’ve distracted me, the sight of his biceps filling up the shirt so nicely and those pants he’s wearing would normally get me riled up for him, but right now? Right now all I want to do is go home and cry myself to sleep.
“I… I suppose we do…” I say breathing deeply, preparing myself for the worst case scenario.
“Jack, I’m not stupid… We agreed that this would be ‘no strings attached’ and it’s fine, I get that you only wanted something easy to cool off after shifts… I just find it ridiculous that we went home together yesterday, you ate breakfast with me this morning and today you’re what? Flirting with Mohan inside one of the rooms? How else am I supposed to take the sentence ‘Our little secret’ damn it?” I ask, trying not to get exasperated, but failing since I can feel the burn of the tears forming and the feeling of my cheeks burning in something mixed of annoyance and embarrassment.
“Y/N… I don’t know what you think you saw, but… It’s definitely not what you think” He says, taking a step closer to me, making me look up at him to meet his eyes, my eyes red rimmed and glassy, which he quickly notices.
“What? Y/N… The ‘little secret’ she was talking about was a bruise on my shoulder.” Jack says, trying to hold my face gently, but I push his hands away still feeling upset with him, still feeling a little self conscious about him being alone while shirtless with Mohan “Y/N… Please don’t push me away, talk to me…” He says, sounding desperate and I can see the panic in his eyes, I sigh loudly, preparing myself as I decide it’s the right moment to tell him everything and if he decides to walk away… I’ll have to spend my 30 minutes break trying to recompose myself and at least pretend to be fine for the rest of the day.
“Wh-What…? Y/N, come on… You… You really want to end what we have over a misunderstanding with Mohan?” He asks, his voice breaking slightly by the end of the question, I give him a wet laugh, wiping my tears with the back of my hand.
“I can’t do this anymore, Jack… Us…” I say, blinking fast to try to scare away the tears that are already flooding my vision, his eyes widen and quickly fill up with tears as well.
“It’s not just the ‘Mohan situation’, Jack… I can’t do this ‘no string attached’ shit, just being the girl you fuck when you’re overwhelmed because of work… I fell in love with you and seeing you with Mohan, in that sweet romantic moment helped me realize that… Just being a fuck for you isn’t something I can take anymore… I need more and I understand if you can’t offer me that, if I’m not the one you want that with…” I say, finally letting my tears fall and my sobs break through my throat loudly, Jack sits beside me on the bed, cupping the back of my neck and pulling me into a soft hug, I try to fight it, but he shushes me gently, running his fingers through my hair so softly that more sobs break through me.
“You’re the biggest idiot I’ve ever met… I never said I wanted something casual, you just assumed and I didn’t correct you, because I thought… If these nights with you are everything I’ll ever get with you, I’ll make it the best I can… I love you, Y/N, I’m completely, madly in love with you… But I was afraid you’d never want to be in a serious relationship with me… Given that I’m not the easiest person to be around.” He says, laughing wetly as he hides his face in my hair, clearly fighting his tears. It’s not common to see him be so vulnerable.
“Wait you… You didn’t want something casual…?” I ask confused, pulling my face away from his chest looking into his eyes.
“No and I have no idea where you got that idea from…” He says just as confused, honestly I got that idea from a comment I heard from Dr. Shen, but I wasn’t going to tattle on an attending like this.
“I just… Heard around, but don’t try to change the subject… You love me?” I ask, wiping my face, seeing his face flush makes me feel a little more hopeful about our situation.
“Yeah… Guess you could say that… I understand if you still want to end things with me, if me being in love with you ruins our… Situation…” He says lowering his head, trying to hide the tears that were already forming on his eyes, but I don’t let him think like that for long, because I cup the back of his head and kiss him deeply.
And that was the best kiss we’ve had so far, it’s messy and full of teeth, but also filled with the feelings we were trying to hide, full of the love we were both trying to bury. He sighs deeply into the kiss, tangling his fingers through my hair.
“You… You are a menace, sweetheart. So we’re real now?” He asks, smiling at me hopefully. I smile at him softly.
“Yes, Jackie… We’re real, but I expect a real date to officialize it.” I say smiling at him, playing with his hair gently. He laughs softly, nodding and pecking my lips over and over again. “So… You said something about you being hurt? What happened?” I ask feeling worried about him, but he calms me down and shows me the bruise forming on his back, I help him put the shirt on properly this time, laughing softly as I kiss him one last time before we have to leave the quietness of the on-call room to get back to work.
“I’ll see you after the shift, right?” He asks, holding onto my waist softly and I nod smiling up at him.
“Of course… You still owe me a cuddle session from the scare you gave me today…” I say smiling softly, pecking his lips gently one last time before walking out to the ER, feeling a lot better after having this conversation with him and suddenly… This shift isn’t as shitty.
Pairing: James Vowles x Mercedez Legal Person! Reader
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Warnings: My first time doing a second part, hopefully it's up to your expectations, I tried my best to make it gender neutral (hopefully I didn't miss anything 😭), fluff, sweet date with James, reader's ex being a jerk, definetly OOC for Carlos Oñoro lol, reader's age isn't mentioned, but they'd probably be mid to late 20's.
Word Count: 2k
As we walk back to his car, I can’t help but notice how different he looks in a suit. In a good way, the suit makes him look more serious and a hell of a lot more handsome. I still can’t believe I agreed to this, we walked to his car, talking about how the day went and how excited we are for the race on Sunday. When we reach the car, he opens the door for me like the gentleman he is, I sit in the passenger seat already feeling the anxiety filling my stomach, when he sits next to me I can’t stop the comment from coming out:
“So… It’s kind of unusual for a team principal to be free on the evening of a race weekend…” I try to keep the question I really wanted to ask hidden in between the lines: ‘How come you’re free on the Friday of a race weekend?’ He laughs softly, I guess he caught on to the underlying question I made:
“Well let’s just say I had something more important to do than to stay in boring dinners and interviews today.” He says, focusing on the road, I realize that he’s saying going out with me is more important than the boring schedule of a team principal:
“Wait… You cleared your schedule for this…?” I ask confused about why he’d cancel his meetings for a girl he just met:
“When the universe finally drops someone interesting into my life… That’s a sign no one should ignore, darling.” He says, giving me a side smirk like he knows the effect that has on people. Only then I realize that I don’t know where we’re going, but I don’t care. For the first time in a while I don’t care about letting someone else take the lead, maybe Toto was right and I should try to give him a chance…
I spent the next few minutes of the drive trying to calm down the butterflies he woke up in my stomach and to soothe the warm feeling on my cheeks. I haven’t felt this way since I first went out with Carlos and it’s scary. What if I get my heart broken again? What if he judges me for having already dated someone from the paddock? Guess I’m going to have to find out, since it seems we have finally reached our destination and it’s one of those fancy restaurants that guides always recommend to tourists.
At the front door the hostess asks if we have a reservation and I’m surprised when James says that he has a reservation in place, the hostess guides us to our desk on one of the corners of the restaurant, not hidden away, but still private. I feel the butterflies again and try to fight my smile, that shows me how different James and Carlos really are. Carlos always made sure our dates were hidden away, in places no one would recognize us and James… James just proved to be the complete opposite of Carlos, he brought me to a good restaurant, got us a good table and he even pulled my chair for me. I sat and he gently pushed the chair to a comfortable distance from the table and seats in front of me.
The hostess comes back with our menus and waters, we thank her and I start skimming through the menu to see what sounds interesting to me:
“I heard that the steak here is divine.” James says, smiling at me through the menu, his eyes shining and crinkling on the edges. That encourages me to smile back at him:
“Well then I guess I’ll have to listen to your advice and get the steak…” I say, smiling back at him, already feeling my stomach flutter again, we close the menus and he places our order with our waiter who takes away our menus politely and notes down our order. I take this quiet moment to start a conversation with him:
“So um… How are you feeling about Sunday?" I ask feeling a little awkward, God I’m terrible at small talk, I wish George was here, he’d know exactly what to ask, James laughs softly, but answers my question:
“My… I feel like I’m in one of those boring interviews, but to answer your question… We’re feeling a little confident, since we got a good position on the practice today, hopefully our luck will follow us into Sunday.” I laugh as well, feeling my cheeks burning at the stupid question I asked:
“Sorry… I couldn’t think of anything else to ask…” I say laughing, trying to hide my embarrassment:
“Oh so let me ask you a better question… Why do you avoid the Williams’ garage like the devil is living there?” He asks smiling, it’s clear he doesn’t know the answer, otherwise he wouldn’t have asked, but I oblige and answer, if I’m going to give him a chance I better do it right:
“Well… Technically I’m avoiding one of your drivers, Carlos… I dated his cousin for a while last season, but he um… It didn’t work out…” I say, avoiding the real reason we broke up since I don’t want it to seem like I’m trash talking Carlos (even though I constantly trash talk about him with George):
“Aah… So it’s you that Carlos mentioned a few times…” He says as if he’s finally connecting the face with the histories he heard about me and I’m hesitant to ask what Carlos said about me, but my curiosity speaks louder and I ask:
“He um… He mentioned me? Why…? I mean… What could he possibly say about me…?” I ask laughing weakly, failing successfully in trying to hide how much it bothers me that Carlos was talking about me:
“Nothing bad essentially, he simply mentioned that his cousin was going out with someone that was much younger than him and that he felt bad for this poor individual, since they were apparently clueless to the kind of guy his cousin is.” He says, shrugging as if it was the most normal thing to say to someone, but I was speechless, I've been avoiding the Williams’ in fear of bumping into Carlos, fearing he might judge me for dating his cousin when in reality he felt bad for what his cousin did to me:
“I… I didn’t expect that… I thought he’d take his cousin’s side, honestly.” I say laughing softly, trying to hide how relieved I felt. He laughs with me and we fall into a nice conversation, he’s really nice and this date is going really well. Almost an hour later we’re eating our steak, which were indeed divine, when we hear a loud commotion on the door of the restaurant, someone is yelling, practically shouting at the poor hostess for the long wait, James turns around to see what’s going on and when the hostess one step to the side we realize who’s at the hostess’ stand causing this huge scene, Carlos Oñoro Sainz, my ex, and the girl he cheated on me with.
My eyes widen in surprise and for just a second our eyes meet and I notice the realization in his eyes when he sees me and James, suddenly his anger isn’t targeted at the hostess anymore, now he’s trying to push past security, yelling at me every insult he can, trying to make me feel bad for going on a date, when he’s literally on a date with the girl he cheated on me with. I lower my head feeling embarrassed that the whole restaurant is now looking at me and James:
“I’m sorry… I’m sure this isn’t what you were hoping for on a first date…” I say, hiding my face into my hands, fighting the sting behind my eyes of the tears of anger forming:
“Don’t worry about it, he’s a jerk anyway… We can get out of here if you want, I know a great ice cream place nearby.” He says with a soft smile, his hand gently holding onto my wrist, not controlling, not possessive, simply grounding me. I take my hands off my face and give him a faint and weak smile, nodding. He signs to our waiter for the check and pays for the bill entirely and gives the guy a nice tip for having to deal with the scene Carlos is causing. We stand up and he places a comforting hand on my lower back, guiding me to the exit as we thank the hostess and try to ignore Carlos, but he tries to follow us to James’ car:
“Hey! Already moved on?! Didn’t know it was that easy to get you into bed, Y/N!” Carlos yells at me, trying to grab my arm, but James is faster and grabs his wrist tightly:
“You don’t speak to them like that, not to anyone and certainly not in front of me.” James says seriously, gripping tighter on Carlos’ wrist, trying to make his point clear.
“Okay, okay… Geez, I know they look good, but trust me. You don’t want this one, they’re… Inexperienced, if you know what I mean.” Carlos says, trying to embarrass me for my lack of knowledge on the only department that mattered to him, the bedroom.
“So? You say that like it’s a bad thing, inexperience isn’t a bad thing, it just means they were focusing on more important matters than something as stupid as that.” James says annoyed as if the mere thought of what Carlos said is ridiculous and infuriating to him, Carlos scoffs, pulling his wrist from James angrily and when we think he’s about to say something he simply grumbles a “whatever” under his breath walking back to his date that was left by the entrance of the restaurant.
As they walk away from the restaurant we can still hear her yelling at him about being left at the door of the restaurant and how embarrassing it is that he didn’t make a reservation. Me and James hear that and we try to hide our laughter, but it’s basically impossible as we look at each other. After a good laugh out of this we decide that it’s getting late and that it’s best if we head back to the hotel, since the quali will be very early on the next day.
He drove us back to the hotel, his hand gently holding mine. Even after we left the car and he insisted on walking me to my room, he still held my hand. When we reach my room, I say almost sad that the date is over:
“Well… This is my stop…” I smile at him, holding my hands in front of my body:
“I guess it is… See you tomorrow or are you going to continue to avoid walking past the Williams’ garage?” He asks, laughing quietly through his nose, I try to stop the laughter that bubbles in my chest, but it was impossible:
“I’ll definitely see you tomorrow, James… Tonight was great…” I say smiling at him softly, taking a hesitant step towards him. When he doesn’t pull away, instead he takes a step closer to me, I place a hand on his chest softly and kiss his cheek softly. He laughs softly, but respects the boundary I set with him:
“Good night, Y/N…” He whispers softly given our proximity:
“Good night, James… I had a lot of fun tonight… Really…” I whisper back, smiling widely, no longer hiding the happiness or the butterflies he’s giving me. He takes a hesitant step back and starts heading for the elevator to go to his room, but every few steps he looks back at me.
Once he reaches the elevator, I open the door to my room and walk inside, I turn on the light and almost scream when I realize that George is sitting on my bed:
“I shouldn’t even tell you anything after you almost scared me to death.” I say laughing, but I sit next to him and tell him everything about the date, safe to say we went to sleep late after a full night of gossiping.
“You didn’t think you’d seriously go to bed without debriefing with me, right?” George asks laughing, I laugh loudly:
Pairing: James Vowles x Mercedes Legal Person!Reader
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Warnings: romantic stuff, Kimi and George being a chaotic duo, mention of past cheating stuff, probably some typos here and there (sorry😭).
Word count: 1330
Requested by: @melissa66orion
I’m taking a walk with my closest friend on the paddock, George, he’s currently giving me an earful for taking the longest route to the Mercedes’ garage, since I don’t want to go anywhere near Williams’ garage:
“Y/N, you can’t avoid Carlos forever, some day you're going to have to face him.” He says riding on his scooter, practically glaring at anyone who steps in front of his way, I laugh when some poor intern almost makes him fall when he tries to swerve. “I’m serious, if we’re late again for a meeting Toto might kill us.” He says when I stop laughing.
“Okay, okay, you’re right… It’s just… It was already bad enough that his cousin was dating someone basically his age, but the fact that his cousin cheated on me… It’s humiliating, George, like with a capital H.” I say, sighing loudly, running my fingers through my hair as if that’ll fix all of my problems.
“I warned you though… But did you listen to me? No, because why would you? It’s not like I know every gossip to be known in the paddock.” He says mocking me, I turn around to face him, starting to walk backwards. Making silly faces to tease him, he starts laughing, but then:
“Y/N, watch out!” He yells, but it’s too late, my back is hitting someone’s broad chest, the stranger’s hands hold onto my shoulder to make sure I don’t fall:
“Sorry, I’m sorry. I should’ve been looking ahead.” I say turning around, trying to ignore George’s laugh as he continues going forward, leaving me with the handsome stranger, his dark blonde hair, dark eyes, soft stubble on his face, wrinkles adorning around his eyes and his smile, just when I notice his smile is when I realize he probably asked me something, my cheeks burn with embarrassment, I cough and ask:
“Sorry… What was the question?” I try to muster a sweet smile, trying to hide just how much this 40 something years old man is swaying with my feelings already.
“I asked you name, sweetheart.” He asks smiling, now that his hands have let go of my arms, he crosses them in front of his chest, his biceps filing so nicely the empty spaces of the sleeve of his button up shirt.
“Um… I’m Y/N, I’m… I work at Mercedes… Director of the Legal Team. And I don’t think I caught your name.” I say, trying to sound as smooth as I can, which probably wasn’t a lot, since he laughed softly and I realized I really want to hear that sound more often.
“James, sweetheart. Williams’ team principal.” He says and I feel all my hopes and dreams get crushed, I shake his hand and mutter an excuse for being late to a meeting and hurry away from the most handsome man I’ve seen in a while.
When I reach Mercedes’ garage, everyone is smiling at me like they know something I don’t and I slowly walk to the meeting room, where Toto, Susie, George and Kimi are waiting for me.
“Did I miss anything important? I’m sorry for being late, someone left me all alone on the way here.” I say glaring at George, as he stares at everything but me, pretending I’m not in the room.
“Oh don’t worry, Y/N. George filled us in on your little… Mishap with James.” Susie says, smiling at me as if I told her that we just won the championship. As I look around the room confused, George finally decides to fill me in on the joke of the moment.
“So… I might’ve told them that you had the most romantic moment with James and… They approve.” He says, smiling like he had just given me the best news ever. I look at him like he’s crazy.
“George, there was no ‘romantic moment’. I bumped into him and that is it.” I say putting the documents on the desk to start the meeting, but Kimi seems to have other plans.
“James is single… If you’re wondering.” Kimi says giving me that sweet boy smile he has, I sigh loudly knowing my friends won’t drop this unless I give them a real answer.
“Guys, nothing will happen… I’m taking a break from relationships after my… Fiasco with Carlos Oñoro Sainz. Besides he’s Carlos’ boss, it’d be weird to be with his boss right after his cousin cheated on me… And besides, he doesn't even seem interested in me…” I say trying to hide my disappointment.
“Y/N… I’ve known James for a while and from what George said… He’s interested, you should give it a chance… Who knows…? Something good could come out of this.” Toto says, giving me one of his knowing smiles.
“Thanks, boss… I’ll think about it, for now can we just… Focus on the meeting?” I ask, trying to get this over with so I can go back to my hotel, order a huge tub of ice cream and watch corny movies to forget today happened.
I’m so focused on the documents that I don’t even realize that Kimi took my phone from my briefcase, nor do I notice his quiet conversation with George as they do something on my phone, but Susie and Toto notice and they’re amused by this. After the meeting they put my phone back on the briefcase and I start gathering the documents, George approaches me with a look on his face that tells me he did something:
“What could you possibly have done? We were at this meeting for hours…” I say scratching my forehead annoyed at this antics.
“Well… Let’s just say someone has a date today thanks to me and Kimi.” He says smiling with a wide smile, glancing between me and my briefcase.
“No… You wouldn’t, George, I’ll kill you.” I say rummaging through my briefcase, desperately looking for my phone, when I unlock it, there’s a conversation open with James and the last message he sent read:
“I’ll pick you up from the garage, what you were wearing was perfect and I can’t wait to see you. ;)” My jaw drops and I really consider killing George, who’s still smiling at me like an idiot.
“Thank me later, pretty stuff, go woo your man.” He says, smiling like his life isn’t on the line here, I take a look outside of the meeting room into the garage and James is already there waiting, how did he already know the meeting was over, when I hear a squeal from behind me, I connect the dots, Susie and Toto must’ve told him.
“We’ve been trying to set him up with someone for months and you’re the first person he’s shown real interest… Come on, I’ll help you get a little more fixed up for the date.” Susie says, pushing me into the bathroom to fix my hair, throw some water on my face and try my best to make this clothes look even a little less like a ‘I’m ready for work’ and more like ‘I’m so ready for this date’.
After a few good minutes, I walk out of the meeting room to find James leaning on the wall waiting for me and he looks even more handsome at night, the moon gives him a sharper edge that I hadn’t noticed before.
“Ready for the date, sweetheart?” He says, offering me his arm like a gentleman. I hold his arm softly, while trying to contain the burning sensation on my cheeks, I start laughing softly:
“I thought I already told you my name…” I say, trying to keep my voice steady, but just by looking into his eyes I already know I’m doomed.
“You did, but sweetheart suits you more… Sweetheart.” He says, smiling at me like he’s enjoying this banter between us, he starts guiding me outside and I already start to feel like I owe Kimi and George a thanks, those stupid cupids.
Could you do fic for James Vowles with wife reader? He's frustrated about something and she just huts him up with a kiss. Then, they get caught by Alex and Logan. Just something fluff and cute. Thanks!! :))
Traumatized… Allegedly
Pairing: James Vowles x Wife!Reader
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Warnings: romantic moments, frustrated James, cursing, Alex and Logan being funny, no use of Y/N, bad writing and probably OOC for everyone.
Word count: 736
Requested by: Anon
Author's note: Finally on break from college, now that my first year is finally done and I'm accustomed to the studying schedule, I might be able to write more constantly (Hopefully). lol
I’m sitting in James’ office waiting for him to get out of the meeting. It's taking longer than usual, so I start playing on my phone to pass the time. I look up from my phone a few minutes later when I hear footsteps towards the office, James opens the door and practically slams it closed:
“Woah, what’s gotten you in such a bad mood?” I ask, smiling at him softly, trying to lighten the mood. He sighs loudly:
“They… They’re… I can’t even begin to explain how fucking angry I am right now.” He says pacing around the office, hands clenching on his side, trying to contain his anger.
“What did they say? Come on, sit down… Take a deep breath.” I say, losing the smile when I realize he’s really upset with what happened in the office, gently guiding him to sit on the couch that’s in the office.
“I… I can’t say it, but it's just… It’s utterly ridiculous what they’re doing, seriously, it’s… It’s like… Like they don’t even care about the wellbeing of the-” He starts rambling and when I realize he’s nowhere near getting something comprehensive out, I cup both of his cheeks gently enough that he can pull away in case he wants to and place a chaste kiss on his lips.
When I pull away and look into his eyes, they’re already looking at me with so much love and tenderness. His hands that were on his lap went around my waist, hugging me gently and kissing my neck softly.
He starts kissing his way up my neck towards my lips and he kisses me just as gently, trying to use those kisses to calm himself down. We hear the door open, then two loud comical screams come from it and we pull away from each other, my hands on his shoulder, looking at the door startled. We find Logan and Alex by the door:
“MY EYES! OH, MY EYES!” Logan screams, covering his eyes.
“WHY?! BY GOD, WHY?!” Alex yells afterwards, falling on his knees dramatically.
“My God, boys… You’re so dramatic, you could’ve knocked” James says, covering his blushing face embarrassed.
“I’m traumatized, I don’t know how I’ll ever look you two in the eyes again.” Logan dramatically says, pretending to wipe some inexistent tears from his eyes. I laugh loudly at that, covering my mouth when James scowls at me, but I can see that he’s also trying to fight his laughter.
“Come on, kids. We weren’t doing anything.” I say standing up from the couch and helping Alex stand up from the ground, laughing through my teeth.
“We came to check on you, boss… We heard it was a tough meeting.” Alex says, looking at James who’s still covering his face.
“You boys don’t have to worry about it, I’ll try to fix everything before the race, you two focus on resting and feeling ready for the race.” James says, standing up and placing a gentle hand on the bottom of my back.
“Go on, kids. I’m sure the big boss won't mind if you go get ice cream.” I say laughing, noticing that James really doesn’t want to talk about that, the two younger boys look at each other and then:
“I’M GETTING THERE FIRST!” They both yell at the same time, running to their cars.
“I can’t believe they’re 20 something years old” I say laughing, looking up at James to find him smiling at me tenderly.
“Thank you, honey…” He whispers as if it’s a secret no one can hear, kissing my forehead softly.
“Anytime, handsome… Now let’s go, I made myself crave ice cream by mentioning it.” I say laughing with him, we both walk to the parking lot slowly, only to find both drivers’ cars gone. “They’re really fast for two traumatized kids.” I say laughing, bringing out a laugh from James.
“Come on, you want to go to the usual place, sweetheart?” He says smiling at me softly, opening the passenger door for me.
“Yes, please, honey” I say smiling at him, as he walks around the car and gets on the driver’s seat, starting the car and placing a soft hand on my leg as we drive off to my favorite ice cream, I know deep down he might not tell me why he was so frustrated after the meeting, but he will… Eventually when he’s ready.
Could you do fic for James Vowles with wife reader and their children? Just something fluff and cute. Them spending time together as a family. Thanks!!!
The Great Barbecue War - James Vowles
*GIF IS NOT MINE*
Pairing: James Vowles x Wife!Reader
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Warnings: Funny moments, cute family moments, James being a good husband and dad.
Word count: 426
Requested by: Anon
It had been a while since James had more than a day to just be home. No rushing off, no endless calls, no schedule to chase. Just us, the kids, and a sunny afternoon. So we decided to make the most of it with something simple: a little family barbecue in the backyard.
James, naturally, took over the grill. He always insisted on being in charge of it — apron on, tongs in hand, moving around with the kind of focus that made me laugh.
I stretched out on the lounge chair by the pool, sunglasses shielding my eyes as I watched the kids. They had gathered around the hose and a bag of balloons, whispering and giggling like little conspirators. It didn’t take a genius to know what they were planning.
I smiled to myself. As long as they weren’t aiming for me, I wasn’t about to stop them.
James must have noticed too, because he called over without looking up from the grill. “You’re not going to say anything?”
“Nope,” I said simply, tilting my head back. “I’m choosing peace today.”
Peace lasted all of five minutes.
A balloon shot across the garden and burst against the grill with a dramatic splat. Water splashed up James’s arm, and the kids froze, wide-eyed, waiting for his reaction.
James turned slowly, eyebrows raised. “Oh… I see how it is.”
The children screamed and ran before he even moved, laughter echoing through the yard. But James was already reaching for the hose.
I sat up, laughing. “Don’t you dare!”
Too late. The first spray shot across the lawn, catching one of the kids square on the back. More squeals, more running, and before long James was chasing them with the kind of determination that only comes from pure mischief.
Within minutes, everyone was soaked. The kids teamed up against him, shrieking with laughter as they managed to land a few balloons. I got caught in the chaos too, my chair dripping wet, my shirt clinging to my skin.
James jogged past me, hair plastered to his forehead, grinning like a teenager. “Best barbecue ever,” he said breathlessly, before aiming the hose right at me.
“JAMES!” I yelped, too late to escape the spray.
The kids howled with laughter, James laughed until his sides hurt, and even I couldn’t keep a straight face.
The food might have gotten cold, but our house was filled with giggles, squeals, and the kind of happiness that only comes from being together.
And honestly, I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
Could you do fic for Peter 'Bono' Bonnington with wife reader? Just her and their child visiting him at the paddock during the GP. Moments of him as a father. Just something fluff and cute. Thanks!! :))
The Sweetest Surprise - Peter "Bono" Bonnington
*GIF IS NOT MINE*
Pairing: Peter “Bono” Bonnington x Wife!Reader
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Warnings: Cute family moments, Bono might be a little OOC, I'm trying to get back to writing, so it might be bad LOL.
Author notes: Heyy, I’ve been a little busy with college, but I’m trying to get back on track with writing here. I’ll still do the requests I’ve got lined up and I’ll turn on the requests again.
Story notes: (b/n) is baby’s name
Word count: 842
Requested by: Anon
Another race weekend. Another few days without my husband.
I was just about to settle into the familiar rhythm of missing him when my phone buzzed — George Russell, of all people.
“Hey, I have an idea,” he said, his voice brimming with mischief. “How do you feel about surprising your husband on Sunday? In Azerbaijan?”
I didn’t even hesitate. “Say less. I’m in.”
Cue me, frantically packing a small overnight bag for me and (b/n), who is basically a tiny clone of their father — same eyes, same stubborn chin, same ability to make my heart melt. Every time I look at them, I fall in love with my husband all over again.
By Friday, the guilt started creeping in. He tried to call. Of course he did. But I knew I couldn’t keep a straight face if I heard his voice — he’d know something was up immediately. So, I let the call go to voicemail… and then again… and again.
Saturday, we landed in Baku. The city was stunning, but my heart raced every time my phone lit up with another call or message. His texts were starting to sound anxious, and I hated making him worry. But I knew the surprise would be worth it. He needed this. We needed this.
By Sunday morning, George pulled up in a sleek car to take us to the paddock. He glanced over at me, worry written all over his face as he drove.
“So… Bono’s been off this whole weekend,” he said. “Not picking up his calls? That hit him hard.”
My chest ached, but I smiled down at (b/n), who looked adorable in their custom-made Mercedes onesie — our last name printed proudly on the back.
“He’s going to forgive me the second he sees this face,” I said, gently booping our baby’s nose.
We reached the paddock parking lot, and George shot me a look. “You ready?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
The garage was buzzing with pre-race chaos, but my husband? He was off to the side, pacing like a man on the verge of a breakdown. I could hear him talking to Lewis' dog — who, somehow, had wandered into the garage.
“What if she’s tired of me?” he muttered. “Tired of always being alone, tired of this life. What am I supposed to do without her? She’s my light, my whole damn world…”
George barely stifled a laugh before calling out, “Dude, if you miss your wife so much, why don’t you go after her?”
“You’re right,” my husband said suddenly, grabbing his things in a panic. “I’m flying to her right now. Forget the race.”
He was this close to walking right past me — until a little voice piped up:
“Daddy!”
He froze. His entire body stilled as if he’d been struck by lightning.
“Daddy?” (b/n) repeated, this time with a hint of confusion.
He spun around so fast, I swear he nearly gave himself whiplash. His eyes landed on us — me holding our child, both of us smiling like idiots.
“What—? How—? Is this why you didn’t answer my calls?” he sputtered, walking toward us like he couldn’t believe we were real.
I laughed, the sound catching in my throat. “George wanted to surprise you. I couldn’t lie to you, so I didn’t pick up. Simple as that.”
He pulled us both into a tight hug, his hand gently cradling the back of our baby’s head. “You scared me,” he whispered. “I missed you so much, sweetheart.”
Then, still holding me, he looked over my shoulder. “Don’t you have a race to run, babe?” I teased, raising an eyebrow.
His eyes widened. “Crap.”
A quick kiss on my forehead, a soft smile, and then he was all business again — slipping back into race mode with practiced ease. And honestly? Watching him in his element, so focused and passionate… yeah, it was ridiculously attractive.
I sat in the garage with (b/n) snuggled on my lap, grinning like a fool the entire race. Win or lose, I didn’t care. I was just happy to be there — with him.
After the race, he debriefed with George and Kimi, but the second it was over, he made a beeline for us.
“Ready to go?” he asked, a twinkle in his eye.
“Where are we going?” I asked, wrapping one arm around his waist while balancing (b/n) on the other.
“Well,” he said, his smile softening, “you’re not flying home until Monday, and I finally have a few hours off… thought we could try this little restaurant I heard about.”
He opened the car door for me, as he always did, then carefully buckled our child into their seat. Gentle. Thoughtful. The same man I fell in love with.
And in that moment, I knew — no matter how many races, how many weekends apart, no matter how far this life takes us — he’ll always be mine.
The man who missed me like hell, and still looks at me like I’m his whole world.
Could you do fic for Toto Wolff with wife reader? Their son, Jack and the younger drivers decided to terrorize the entire paddock with their little pranks. Add something else to it if you want to. I don't mind. Just something fluff and cute. Thanks!!! :)))
Prank War - Toto Wolff
Pairing: Toto Wolff x Wife!Reader
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Warnings: Funny moments, cute Wolff family moments, small.
Word count: 650
Requested by: Anon
Another normal day at the paddock, until I see George walk past me, very annoyed: “What’s wrong, George?” I ask confused. “Jake and Oscar! They’re pranking everyone, be careful or you'll be next” He warns me, when he looks at me I can see that his face is full of flour. “What… What happened to your face?” I ask, trying not to laugh. He rolls his eyes jokingly and says: “Apparently ‘someone’ sent me one of those letters filled with flour and it simply exploded on my face when I went to read the fans' letters.” I laugh softly and ask: “Do you know if it was Oscar or Jake?” He looks around before whispering to me: “Apparently there’s a prank war going around, be careful, almost everyone is participating.” I laugh and nod, I start to walk towards the garage to look for my husband, Toto, and eventually I find him, cleaning his office. “The prank war?” I ask knocking on the door. “I don’t know what kind of competition this is… They’re attacking us, who have nothing to do with this game” He says, a little annoyed to clean slime off of his desk. “Where did they even hide it?” I ask confused. “The ceiling fan… They put a handful on top of it, when I turned it on, it flew everywhere” He says rubbing his temple annoyed, looking at a picture that was covered in slime. “Don’t worry… We can clean it. I’ll go get you something to eat, you must be a little hangry, love” I say, smiling at him softly. I walked over to the coffee room, a little confused by the door being half open, but ignored it and opened it. A bucket of water with red food coloring fell on top of me. “Jake!” I scream from the scare and cold, he comes out from his hiding inside the coffee room, smiling at me sheepishly. “Sorry, mama… I planted it for dad…” He says embarrassed. “What do you mean? Does it have anything to do with how this prank war is working?” I ask, reaching for one of the small towels we keep in the coffee room just in case there’s a spill. “Well… We agreed that it would be a back and forth… We’d pick someone from outside the game and whoever pranked this person last won the round… And since Oscar pranked dad this morning, it was my turn to prank him” He says looking at the ground. “Well… I guess Oscar will have to prank me now?” I ask, drying my hair. “Yes… I’m sorry, mama” He says, opening his arms, asking for a hug and I was never good at telling him no, I hug him softly. “Let’s get this place dried and get your dad something to eat.” I say getting a piece of cake for Toto and handing it to Jake to take it to him as I clean around. We walk back to the office. Toto looks at me confused “You’re lucky you aren’t wearing white, sweetheart” He says teasing me, I laugh sarcastically. “Apparently it’s a back and forth… And we’re next, Honey” I say crossing my arms. “Let me guess, that was for me?” He asks softly. “Obviously” I say, getting my purse from the chair. “I’m going back to the hotel to get changed” I say, pecking Toto’s lips softly, he smiled into the small kiss and pulled me into another one. “Don’t take too long… We need to figure out how to get back on our son” He whispers loudly, to tease Jake. I laugh, resting my forehead on his shoulder “Got it, honey” I say, I kiss Jake’s forehead and go to the hotel to get changed, already thinking of some ways to get back at him and Oscar. This was a fun morning, a good way to start the saturday.
A.N: This is based off of a crazy dream I had, if you guys want I could probably make a part 2.
Pairing: Past Life prince!Lando Norris x Past life servant!reader
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Warning: a little sad, might continue this..., trying something different, cute Lando
Word count: 785
I walked through the castle looking for prince Norris, in the morning he had asked for me to look for him, but up until this moment I was swarmed with duties to prepare everything for the arrival of the princess he’s supposed to marry, I know it’s wrong and forbidden, but I love him and he loves me, even though that’s the only truth I know, I must end it, I must think of the best for the kingdom. I hear his voice coming from the balcony so I open the door without much thought, once I opened the door his arms were holding the princess much like he held me, my eyes instantly meet his as he frantically let’s go of the princess, I apologize for entering without knocking and start to walk away, he apologizes for leaving so frantically and starts going after me, calling out for my name: “Y/N! Y/N, please let me explain!” Once he’s close enough his finger closes around my arm gently, pulling me to a haste, my eyes meet his, my eyes full of tears and his full of worry and concern: “Please, let me explain. I can’t lose you” He said caressing my cheek, I shook my head causing a few tears to fall: “No… We were never supposed to happen… This was a mistake, not cause you’re royalty and I’m not, not because you’re going to marry another woman in a few weeks, but because I knew I wouldn’t be able to let go of you once the time came… I got too attached over some stupid thing… It probably meant nothing to you, but to me… It was everything… Goodbye my prince, I’m leaving the castle in the morning” His eyes widened and he pulled me into a storage room that was close to where we were: “What do you mean you’re leaving? NO! You can’t… I’ll… I don’t know what I’ll do without you… Please,Y/N” He pleaded and his eyes almost convinced me to stay, my eyes fill with tears and so did his, our tears start falling, his eyes lower once he realizes there’s no convincing me to stay. He pulls me into a tight embrace: “If I can’t have you in this life, I’ll look for you in the next one… That’s a promise…” He said so sure of himself and I believe him, I allow my arms to wrap around him one last time, I pull away after a few minutes of holding each other, letting the tears fall, I wipe my tears then wipe his so gently, cupping his cheek gently: “She’ll be happy with you… If you truly wish to look for me in the next life, Lando… I’ll wait… I’ll wait a thousand years… I’ll wait until you find me, but in this life forget about me… Focus on your kingdom… I’ll be okay… Somehow, I’ll be okay… I promise” I say letting more tears fall, more tears fell from his eyes and he pulled me into a last sweet and loving kiss, I let my fingers tangle into his hair, pulling him closer to me, then once we let go of each other, we wipe our tears and walk in different directions on the corridor, he walks back to the princess and I… I walk towards my room where I’ll pack everything and leave this kingdom behind. Find my own future outside of this castle’s walls.
YEARS LATER…
I can’t believe after years of saving I finally managed to buy a paddock pass, I’m going to meet my favorite driver Lando Norris. I’m already in line to take a picture with him, I brought one hoodie from his merch for him to sign for me if it’s possible, soon it's my turn and I’m sweating, his adorable accent hits my ear once I get close enough and somehow manage to mutter the words: “Could I please get a picture with you?” He smiles at me sweetly and says: “Sure thing and I suppose that hoodie is for me to autograph?” He asks, his smile almost makes my knees buckle, but I manage to give him a shaky nod, he offers me his hand for us to take the selfie, I take it, my hand shaking he wraps one arm gently around my waist and I feel a soft shock, nothing to strong, but it seems like he felt the same since he looks at me confused, we take the picture and he signs my hoodie, he hugs me before going on to the next person, once he hugs me, it feels strange… Like something I’ve been looking for a long time… Like it was meant to be…
Could you do fic for James Vowles with wife reader? She decides to surprise him at the paddock and because there are so many people, she almost collides with someone on a scooter (drivers maybe?). But James seeing her early, decides to be her knight in shining armor and save her and someone captures that exact moment on their phone/camera. The next day, the news about them is everywhere and everybody's crazy about it. Just something fluff and cute. Thanks!!! :))
The sweetest couple on the paddock - James Vowles
Pairing: James Vowles x Wife!reader
Requested by: Anon
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Warning: fluff, bad English, cute moments, cute couple, reminiscing, wedding memories, first date mentioned.
Word count: 529
As I walked through the paddock, simply looking around, nowhere to go nor to be at the moment, I’m waiting for James to finish an interview about his expectations on this weekend’s race. I was walking with earphone, so I didn’t hear Alonso’s warning to leave the way of his scooter, but the only thing I fell is two strong arms wrapping around me and pulling me into a strong chest, my head collides with the chest, instantly I’m filled with a comforting scent that I recognize without needing to look up, my arms instinctively wrap around him: “Thank you for saving me.” I whisper to him before kissing his cheek softly and resting my face on his shoulder: “Honey… I love you, I would never let anything happen to you, my princess.” He kissed my forehead softly, his lips staying there for a second before he showed me that handsome smile I fell in love with, I smiled back at him lovingly. Then we hear the cameras clicking and we remember where we are, he wraps only one arms around my waist and starts guiding me to his office so we can have some privacy to talk before going home.
“Okay… So they might have caught us in a… Private moment? I don’t know, that’s definitely going to the internet-” He started rambling, but I interrupted him: “And…? Honey, it’s not like we have never had a sweet moment like that one before, we’ve never hid our love from the public, I don’t think one sweet kiss on the forehead is going to change that, and besides we look lovely in this picture” I say smiling at him lovingly, showing my phone with the news ‘Sweetest couple on the paddock, yes or definitely?’ He laughs softly at the headline, then he sees the picture and his smile widens, we really do look like the most adorable couple in that picture. I downloaded the picture and set it as my lockscreen: “Send it to me, I want to use it as my background as well, this picture reminds me of our first date.” He says smiling at me lovingly, our first date was one of a kind, the weather cast said it’d be sunny all day, so he planned the most perfect picnic date, we’d go and sit beside a lake, eat and he had bought us movie tickets for a movie I said I was really excited to go watch, but suddenly it started raining, so he looked at me apologetically, apologising for the rain destroying our date, after I reassured him that it was not his fault at all and that I still enjoyed the date, I knew back then he was the one for me. He told me on our wedding day in his vows that he also knew the moment I didn’t blame him for our date being ‘ruined’ by the rain that I was the one for him, in his words: “That day, I knew I had found my soulmate, the one I thought only existed in fairytales, the one I would gladly look for in every life. My one and only, my princess.”
Could you do fic for Checo Perez with wife reader? He had some insecurity after his crash during race. He doubt about his ability to race because of the comments and criticism. She comforted him through it all with "You're the strongest person I know." Just something fluff and comfort. Thanks!! :))
I can't do it anymore - Sergio Pérez
Requested by: Anon
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Pairing: Sergio Pérez x Wife!reader
Warning: fluff, bad English, a little sad, mentions of feeling insecure
Word count: 1073
I was in the team’s garage the moment I saw Checo crash, in a fraction of a second what was a happy day, ended up with me and him going to the hotel early, the drive home was silent, Sergio was staring out the window and I was driving, it was a strange moment. I don’t recall a moment where Checo and I weren’t talking and it made me feel weird, thankfully the drive wasn’t that long and as soon as I parked the car he was out of it, walking fast towards the elevator, I tried following him, but he was going so fast, I ended up riding the elevator alone and once I reached our room and entered it, I immediately noticed that the bathroom door was closed, I closed the front door and placed a ‘Do not disturb’ plate and knocked softly on the bathroom door: “Checo, honey… Are you in there?” I asked gently, it was a stupid question since I could hear his soft sobs from outside the bathroom: “I’m okay, Y/N…” He say weakly and I sat myself with my back against the wall next to the door: “It’s okay to not be okay, darling” I said, trying my best to comfort him through the door.
“I know sweetie, but not for me… I screwed up, I can’t screw up…” He said, his voice getting more and more strained from the crying: “Honey… Who said that? Everyone is allowed to screw up every once in a while… We’re humans… Now, can you please unlock the door? I feel bad that you’re all alone in that bathroom” I say gently, waiting a few moments and then I heard it, the door was unlocked but he didn’t open it. So, slowly I started to open it.
Inside I found a scene that made my heart clench, Checo holding his knees close to his chest to hide his face and his tears from me: “I’m sorry…” He apologized, for what I’m not sure: “Why are you apologizing my dear?” I ask sitting in front of him in that cramped bathroom: “I screwed up, I always screw up…” He said, hugging his knees closer to himself.
“Honey… There’s nothing to apologize for, the car malfunctioned, it could’ve happened to anyone…” I say softly, resting one hand on his knee, he raises his head and I finally see his face, tear stained: “But it didn’t, these types of things never happen to Max, it’s like… I don’t know, I think my time has passed and… I’m not cut out for F1 anymore…” He said, forcefully wiping his tears: “Stop… Honey, what happened today wasn’t your fault, the car was fucked… And that’s that, yes it didn’t happen to Max, but it could’ve… I’m just glad you’re okay and that you’re not hurt” I say gently, pulling his hands away from his face with one hand and with my free hand I wipe softly his tears and cup his tear stained cheek, looking deep into his eyes, hoping to reach that dark place that the insecurity had installed itself. He looked down and then: “I’ve seen the comments… From when Red Bull re-hired Daniel… Most people say they’d rather see those two in the car… That I shouldn’t be in the car anymore, that Max and Daniel are a better fit… And I wonder, what if they were right? What if… I’m not cut out to race next to Max? What if I don’t belong to Red Bull…? what if-” He started spiralling and I cut him off: “Stop… Those comments are wrong, all they see is the energy those two have and… It’s not your job to match that energy every day… I’ve seen a few videos, honey… Red Bull is where you belong… It’s made you stronger and better, not that you weren’t strong before… But it just made you even stronger… You’re the strongest man I’ve known… You endure so much from the team and from the fans… You’re amazing and I love you for that.” I say kissing his cheek softly, I pull away just in time to see his eyes tearing up once more and he pulls me into a tight hug, it’s a little awkward but I wouldn’t dare refuse him a hug right now. I hold him closer to me once I feel the first tears fall into my shoulder, his face hidden on my shoulder, I kiss the side of his face gently: “I can’t do it anymore… All the pressure to be perfect, to be like Max… I can’t take it… I want to stop after this season” He says, his voice muffled by my shoulder, but I heard him clearly: “That’s okay… Whatever you want, honey… This decision is yours and yours alone” I say, running my fingers through his hair gently: “You won’t be disappointed in me if I stop?” He asked, raising his head from my shoulder, his eyes seemed ready for me to say that I’d be disappointed: “Never, I married you for your sense of humour, the way you could always make me smile even when I was down, how your smile can light up a whole room, those and many other good traits are why I married you, but you being a driver wasn’t one of them, I love you and I know you love your job, so I support it and I’ll support whatever you decide” I say, cupping his cheek softly, his eyes glossed over once more and he hugged me a last time before he stood up: “Let’s get out of the bathroom, my knees are starting to hurt.” He said softly, offering me a hand with a faint smile. Once I took his hand and stood up in front of him. He hugged me one last time: “Thank you… For being supportive and… For respecting my decision… For being this amazing person you are… I love you.” He said holding me closer to him, we left the bathroom and decided to have a night in, we ordered takeout and watched a movie, cuddled up in the hotel bed, that night I realised Checo was truly the strongest person I know, he endured so much in silence, but now everything was better and he’d be okay, we’d be okay, because we have each other, so as long as it stays like that we’ll be okay.
Could you do fic for James Vowles with wife reader? A few days ago, it was one year for JV being William's' tp, so his wife organise a surprise party for him with the help of the team. Maybe a little surprise from her. You decide what it is. Just something fluff and cute. Thanks! :)))
Forever Grateful - James Vowles
Requested by: Anon
Masterlist<3
Pairing: James Vowles x Wife!reader
Warning: fluff, bad English, adorable married moments
Word count: 518
We were all hiding for the surprise party, James was supposed to get home in a few minutes. I know he said he didn’t want me to make a big deal out of it, but it’s been a whole year since he started at Williams and he’s been so happy, I had to do something to celebrate it.
I heard his car parking in our garage and him coming up to the door, once he unlocked it, entered the house and turned on the lights everyone came out from their hiding spots, I was hiding in the kitchen with a cake for him, putting the cake on the table so I can hug him, once I reach him and wrap my arms around hm congratulating him for the one year in Wlliams he whispers in my ear smiling lovingly at me: “You’re so lucky you’re cute.” I smile back at him, we then go cut the cake so everyone can enjoy a slice, I ended up inviting everyone i could from Williams, both Alex and Logan confirmed they’d come and after me they were the first ones to hug James, he seemed very happy to see everyone here and we spent the next few hours talking to everyone.
Once it started to get late everyone started bidding their goodbyes and hugging James congratulations a last time and soon enough we were alone.
“I told you I didn’t want a party” James says crossing his arms jokingly, he was trying so hard to hide smile that was already forming, I try to hide mine as well and go on with the joke: “I know, but I also know how happy you’ve been at Williams, we had to celebrate it somehow and did you see how happy everyone was to be here? They like having you at Williams just as much as you enjoy working there” I say no longer hiding the smile, I wrap my arms around him softly holding him closer to me: “You’re adorable… And I’m glad you didn’t listen to me, I enjoyed the party…” He says, holding my chin gently so i’d look into his eyes, he let’s go of me for a moment, reaches for his phone and puts on slow music for us to dance: “This is how I want to spend every special moment for the rest of my life… Having you in my arms, party or no party… I love you (Y/N)... Even if you don’t listen sometimes” He says smiling at me lovingly, pulling me into his arms and we start swaying to the rhythm of the music, my head resting on his shoulder and his on top of mine. We stay there until the music ends, then we just stand there, hugging each other for a little while longer. Once we finally decide to let go of each other, we keep holding hands as we walk up the stairs to sleep for the night, today was a good day and tomorrow will be even better, because we’ll be together, so every next day will be better than the last.
Could you do fic for James Vowles with wife reader? She accompanied him to the paddock with a little cough and runny nose. He told her to rest but she insists she's fine. He stay close to her side all the time because he worried about her. You decide how it goes. Just something fluff and comfort. (He's at Williams) Thanks :))
Sickly in Love - James Vowles
Requested by: Anon
Masterlist<3
Pairing: James Vowles x Wife!reader
Warning: fluff, bad English, comfort, mentions of fainting
Word count: 593
James tried convincing me that I didn’t need to go, but I did. It was a very important race and I could see how important it was for him. It was always important to have me around, but he’s been getting more and more anxious with the races. I insisted I would go, he insisted I wouldn’t and now we are in the car on the way to the paddock. In my hands I had a box of tissues and some medication: “Honey, you’re staying in my office, I’ll warm it up to help with the fever.” He said already worried about me: “James, sweetheart… I’ve had the flu before, I’ll be okay, I want to watch the race by your side.” I say leaving the car once he parked, feeling a little light headed so I lean on the car, he comes around worried, checking my fever with the back of his hand and getting a tissue to clean my runny nose as I tried to not pass out: “Honey… I told you, you didn’t need to come, it’ll be another common race.” He tried to convince me to go back to the hotel.
“I’m not leaving… I’m fine…” I said weakly as I stand up from the car, feeling everything around me fade, it felt as if I was floating for a second, but before I could reach the ground, James caught me in his arms, resting my head on his shoulder as he carried me inside: “Since I can’t convince you to go, I’ll see if I can do something about me taking care of everything from my office, it’s too hot out here for you…” He said, laying me on the small couch he had in his office, leaving the room for no more than five minutes. He came back with a notebook and some earphones: “I got permission to do everything from here, I'm glad they could understand the situation…” He said sitting down close to me, I sat up only to rest myself against him, my head on his shoulder as I tried to keep up with everything that was on the screen.
In my half-asleep state, all I could understand is that Alex was in third and once the race ended, he managed to get second place, the guys came in the room to call James to go celebrate, but once they opened the door they found me asleep on his shoulder as he ran his fingers through my hair, they left without making a sound. James and I left a little later, he carried me to the car, laid down the seat so I could continue sleeping and before he drove us home, he made a quick stop at my favorite fast food and ordered me my comfort food. He knows it helps me feels better when I’m sick, he then drove us home and only woke me up once we were already inside and I laid in our bed comfortably, in my pajamas that consisted in an old Williams shirt of his that I found and my comfort food next to the bed, he kissed my forehead and we ate the food, watched a movie and went to bed, I woke up feeling a lot better but once I heard a cough coming from James, I looked at him apologetically, I had gotten him sick: “I’ll take care of you, I promise” I said, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek as I went to grab the medicine and get started on breakfast.
Could you do one for Toto Wolff with wife reader where the reader takes Toto's hands and rubs a hand up and down his back to comfort him during/caressing the other’s back during the race. Thanks!!! :)
Whispers of Comfort - Toto Wolff
Requested by: Anon
Masterlist<3
Pairing: Toto Wolff x Wife!reader
Warning: OOC Toto, fluff, small, bad English, comfort, Hass’s car breaking
Word count: 532
Another race that started with Max being first, that by itself had already made Toto stressed, but the fact that not even 20 laps into the race and Magnussen’s tyres exploded causing him to hit the walls and hit Lewis’s car, thankfully neither of them were hurt, but we needed to take Lewis’s car back in if we wanted him to finish the race. I could see Toto’s knuckles getting white from how much force he was putting in keeping his hand closed, most likely to stop himself from exploding and screaming at Lewis for something that wasn’t his fault, slowly I walk closer to him, gently resting one hand onto his back and offering the other one for him to hold, he looked at it considering his options, he could not hold my hand but he might had ended up hurting his hand from how much force he was using, so he decided to hold my hand, much more gentler than he was holding his own, but it was visible how much just holding my hand helped, to add to the comfort list I started rubbing my hand up and down his back, being always gentle with him.
Lewis and his car reached the pit stop and while the car was getting checked over by the mechanicals me and Toto insisted on Lewis getting checked by the paramedics. We didn’t want him to continue racing today if he got hurt, thankfully they cleared him, no major injuries, just a few scrapes.
The car got cleared to go back into the race, we left it up to Lewis, if he felt like he was good to drive for the remaining of the race,his answer was to basically grab his helmet and jump back into the car, and then he was back on the race, Toto was helping George get into a higher position, at this moment George had went from the 16th place up to the 10th, which was pretty good, Lewis was climbing up the positions quickly, Toto held my hand a little tighter feeling a little anxious about today, but I have a good feeling so I look at him and give his hand a comforting squeeze, to let him know i was still here for him, he smiled gently at our intertwined hands and went back into focusing on bringing those kids to the podium, with 5 laps remaining Lewis was on 5th and George was on 6th, they were helping each other climb up. We were on the edge of the seat and the rac finally ended, Lewis and George had managed to get up to the 1st and 2nd place, it was only celebration, they brought the champagne the United Kingdom flag and we started hugging each other, Toto turned to me instantly once the checkered flag waved and he hugged me so tightly he brought me off the ground, soon enough we had hugged everyone, at the podium the boys hugged and held the trophies together, it was only celebration the whole night and the next day as well, we were all still pretty happy that we won that happiness lasted us throughout the whole week.
Could you do fic for Checo with wife pregnant!reader? For his birthday she surprise him with the news? Just something fluff and cute. Add something you'd like though. Tag me later! Thanks!! :)
Baby on Board
Requested by: @pear-1206
Masterlist<3
Pairing: Checo x Pregnant Wife!Reader
Warning: OOC Checo,, fluff, sweet, concern about loved ones, Max being a sweetie, Checo being a sweetie and bad english
Word count: 789
As the party’s time was getting closer and closer I could feel my heart beating even faster, I try to calm myself down by remembering that this, this baby was something me and Sergio were planning on having, but after so many failed attempts we sort off gave up and tonight I’m going to give him the most important news on his birthday nonetheless, we decided to not do anything huge, he invited a few of his colleagues over and we were going to do a small dinner, as I finished the last thoughts on how I was going to tell him that we are going to have a baby there was a knock on our bedroom door, as it opened I could see a very happy looking Checo, he wasn’t wearing anything too fancy, just some simple jeans and a normal plain shirt, but he made it look so good like he always does: “You should take a pic, mrs. Pérez, it’ll last longer.” He said, smiling at me teasingly, I let out a soft chuckle: “Am I not allowed to appreciate your good looks mr. Pérez?” I ask, teasing him back: “Of course, but our guests are going to be arriving soon, I just wanted to make sure you were okay, since you were feeling a little under the weather earlier.” Always so caring, he’s worried cause I spent most of the morning puking on the toilet. I smile at him and guarantee that I’m okay and I tell him to go down, that I was just going to get his gift and that I’d met him downstairs: “I don’t need a gift, I already have the best gift life could get me, a loving and caring wife like you” He says with a huge smile, closing the door behind him.
Once I hear him opening the door to his friends I reach under the bed and pull out something I prepared for him, my plan is to tell him I’m pregnant by giving his this small Red Bull onesie, our last name and his car number on the back, I put the onesie on the box I bought, taped a small card saying that we are pregnant and together with those things I put the last few things, like the positive pregnancy test and a miniature of the car like it was a toy for the child. Once it’s all wrapped up I hide the gift behind my back and go downstairs to give it to Checo.
Finally downstairs I said hi to his friends, a few from Red Bull and some who aren't, I believe he invited Carlos, Daniel, Max, Alonso and Vettel, and they all brought their girlfriends or wifes. Once everyone was greeted, I asked Checo to sit down so I could hand him his gift. He sits down on the couch a little confused but obliges by closing his eyes and putting his hands out, I place the gift box a little nervously on his hands. Then he opened his eyes and looked at me confused, I shrugged and he started undoing the bow I made, once he removed the cover and read the words “We’re pregnant!” in bold letters I could see small tears forming in his eyes, he took the onesie from the box and started yelling from happiness: “I’m going to be a dad!” His friends all patted him on the back as congratulations and their WAG’s came to hug me congratulating me as well. Once the initial shock from the news passed we continued on with dinner as we had planned, after everyone left.
Me and Checo laid down in bed before going to sleep, he insisted on talking to the baby before sleeping even after I explained that the baby wouldn’t hear him to which he responded with: “I’m her father, she’ll listen to me” I giggled gently, running my fingers through his hair as he spent the next hour talking to the baby, I didn’t have the heart to tell him that it was too early for him to be so certain that they’d be a girl, but surely enough once I was with 18 weeks and we managed to schedule the ultrasound to know the gender, the doctor told us that the baby was a little girl, that day Checo spent almost three hours online looking for cute outfits for the baby and a few merchandise that he could get for her, the baby wasn’t even born but she already had her father wrapped around her finger, one thing I’m certain of is that she’ll love him very much, every time she hears his voice she starts kicking like crazy, these two will be inseparable.
