( kimi antonelli x!russel fem reader)
Being George Russell’s little sister came with exactly one important rule : stay away from his teammates.
which honestly would’ve been easy… if his newest teammate wasn’t Kimi Antonelli.
at first it was harmless. late night paddock conversations, teasing texts, stolen hoodies and “accidentally” sitting next to each other every chance you got. but somewhere between secret glances in the mercedes garage and phone calls that lasted until 3am, harmless turned into something neither of you could ignore anymore.
the problem? george trusted kimi. like genuinely trusted him. and if there was one thing george loved more than protecting his sister, it was threatening anyone who looked at her for more than two seconds.
so now you and kimi are stuck sneaking around the paddock, hiding matching bracelets, deleting suspicious photos, and pretending your heart doesn’t stop every time george walks into a room while you’re standing a little too close together.
because apparently falling for your brother’s teammate was a terrible idea.
unfortunately for everyone involved, it was also the best one.
a/n: heyyy, new story. I hope you like it and don't forget to comment. and OMG I saw todays sprint and my soul left my body , mercedes really did say were bringing back 2016.
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fc: olivia rodrigo and pinterest girls
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weekend in the garage 🖤🏎️
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georgerussell63 : why is my sister more loved in the paddock than me
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georgerussell63 : i do NOT
kimi.antonelli : i think she fits in better than you tbf
georgerussell63 : oh okay so everyone hates me today
carmenmmundt : not hate 🤍 just honesty
user4582 : george in the comments fighting for his life 😭
yn_russell : george i can still expose your ipad horse game phase btw
georgerussell63 : alex you’re supposed to support ME
lando : george getting cooked under his sister’s post was not on my bingo card
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kimi.antonelli : i support good content
user1446 : george acts like a tired dad and i love it
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The paddock was quiet that early in the morning.
Not empty, never truly empty, but quiet enough that the distant sound of tools clinking in the garages echoed through the air. The sky was still painted in soft shades of blue and orange, the sun barely beginning to rise over the track.
Which was exactly why you liked arriving early.
Less people. Less questions. Less chances of getting caught standing too close to Kimi Antonelli.
You adjusted the Mercedes pass hanging from your neck as you walked through the paddock, coffee in one hand and your tote bag slipping down your shoulder. The chilly morning air made you pull the sleeves of your hoodie over your hands.
Three dots appeared immediately.
A soft laugh escaped you.
You finally reached the Mercedes hospitality entrance, glancing around carefully before slipping inside. Most of the staff were still setting things up for the day, too busy to pay attention to you.
You quietly made your way toward one of the back hallways when suddenly—
A hand grabbed your wrist gently, pulling you into one of the smaller side rooms.
You barely had time to gasp before the door clicked shut behind you.
He was already laughing softly, one hand still around your wrist while the other pressed against the door behind him.
“You took forever,” he complained dramatically.
You stared at him for a second.
His curls were still messy from sleep, his white Mercedes team shirt slightly wrinkled like he had thrown it on in a rush, and he looked unfairly pretty for someone who’d probably been awake for less than an hour.
“You texted me like three minutes ago.”
You rolled your eyes, but your smile betrayed you immediately.
Kimi noticed, of course he did.
You snorted. “You’re unbearable this early in the morning.”
You stepped closer, fixing the crooked collar of his shirt just to avoid looking directly at him. “Debatable.”
“Hm.” His hands moved to your waist casually, naturally, like they belonged there. “You still came early to see me though.”
Heat rushed to your face instantly.
The worst part was that he looked so smug about it too.
Kimi grinned. “No you don’t.”
Your heart did that stupid thing again.
The thing it always did around him.
You hated how easy it had become with him. How natural. Somewhere between late-night texts and secret moments stolen between race weekends, being around Kimi had stopped feeling dangerous and started feeling necessary.
Which honestly made it worse.
Because now you actually cared.
His thumbs rubbed softly against your waist as he looked down at you, expression softer now.
“You’re tired,” he noticed quietly.
You sighed dramatically. “Your race schedules are ruining my sleep.”
“Yes. Do you know how exhausting it is sneaking around a Formula One paddock?”
He laughed softly, forehead falling against yours for a second.
“I can make it up to you.”
Instead of answering, he leaned down slightly and kissed you.
The kind of kiss that felt dangerously domestic.
Your hands instinctively grabbed the front of his shirt as he smiled against your lips, clearly pleased with himself.
“That’s your solution to everything,” you mumbled.
“And it works every time.”
Unfortunately, he was right.
A loud noise outside the hallway made both of you freeze instantly.
Kimi pulled away first, eyes widening slightly.
You stared at each other for half a second before immediately stepping apart like guilty teenagers.
Footsteps passed outside the room.
“That almost gave me a heart attack.”
Kimi laughed quietly, running a hand through his curls. “You’re dramatic.”
“You say that now until we actually get caught.”
“You sound very confident for someone who almost had a panic attack five seconds ago.”
“You looked like you saw death.”
He pointed at you accusingly. “You’re making fun of me.”
Kimi narrowed his eyes before grabbing your wrist again and pulling you back toward him.
You laughed quietly as he wrapped his arms around you again, chin resting on top of your head this time.
The room fell quiet for a moment.
The kind that only existed when two people knew each other too well.
Outside, the paddock was slowly waking up. You could hear distant conversations now, doors opening and closing, the beginning of another chaotic race day.
But inside the small room, it still felt calm.
Kimi looked down at you after a moment, softer now.
“You know,” he murmured, “we could just tell people eventually.”
Your stomach flipped nervously.
“Eventually” sounded terrifying.
Not because you were ashamed of him—never that.
But because once people knew, everything would change.
And honestly? You liked this part.
The way he smiled at you like you were something precious only he knew about.
You looked up at him carefully. “And ruin your reputation?”
“My reputation is already terrible.”
Kimi shook his head fondly before leaning down again, pressing another kiss to your forehead this time.
Then your phone buzzed loudly between you.
You looked down immediately.
are you already at the paddock???
Kimi peeked over your shoulder. “Answer before she gets suspicious.”
“She’s already suspicious.”
knew it. come get breakfast with me later
Relief flooded through you.
You looked back up at Kimi only to find him already staring at you with that stupid soft smile again.
“You’re looking at me weird.”
Your entire face warmed instantly.
“You can’t just say things like that randomly.”
“Because then I forget how to think.”
His grin widened immediately. “Good to know.”
“And yet,” he said quietly, pulling you closer one more time, “you keep showing up early for me.”
You probably always would.
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currently surviving on iced coffee, overpriced brunch and pretending i have my life together 🤍
carmenmmundt : you’re actually the cutest person alive
kika.gomes : brunch with you always heals me emotionally
alex_albon : why does your breakfast cost more than my rent
yn_russell : because i’m better than you
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Brunch had become a tradition at this point.
Maybe because all the traveling made everyone appreciate a proper meal. Maybe because the paddock was exhausting.
Or maybe because sneaking around with Kimi was somehow a full-time job.
Either way, you were starving.
The restaurant Carmen had picked was tucked away in a quiet corner of the city, all white furniture, plants hanging from the ceiling, and the kind of menu where every drink came with a flower on top.
The three of you sat outside under the warm morning sun.
Carmen was already halfway through her iced latte.
Kika was stealing fruit from everyone's plates.
And you were contemplating ordering a second breakfast.
"You know," Kika said between bites of waffle, "for someone who doesn't actually work in Formula One, you're somehow more exhausted than the drivers."
You pointed your fork at her.
"Thank you for noticing."
"No, seriously," Carmen laughed. "Every race weekend you look like you've survived a war."
You took a sip of your coffee.
The constant sneaking around.
The mini heart attacks every time someone walked into a room unexpectedly.
Being secretly in love was exhausting.
Especially when the person happened to be a Formula One driver.
"So," Carmen said, leaning forward.
You already hated where this was going.
Carmen rested her chin on her hand.
"We need to discuss your love life."
You nearly inhaled your coffee.
"You sound like you're dying."
"We're in the middle of summer."
The girls exchanged a look.
You looked away immediately.
"So..." Carmen continued.
You immediately grabbed a piece of toast.
"I'm literally eating breakfast."
The interrogation continued for approximately thirty seconds before Carmen laughed.
"What does he look like?"
You almost dropped your fork.
"I meant hypothetically."
You wanted the earth to open and swallow you whole.
Meanwhile both girls looked entirely too entertained.
You couldn't even tell them.
Not because you didn't trust them.
You trusted them completely.
But the second Carmen knew something, George would know within a week.
Just through some butterfly effect of conversations.
And then you'd be finished.
"So mysterious," Carmen sighed dramatically.
"Maybe she's secretly dating an actor."
"You guys watch too many movies."
The table erupted into laughter.
A waiter dropped off another round of drinks.
The topic thankfully shifted.
Soon they were discussing upcoming races.
The endless group chat that somehow managed to have fifty different vacation ideas and zero actual vacations.
"We should go to Greece."
"We said that last year."
"We should actually do it."
You smiled while listening to them argue.
Honestly, moments like this were your favorite.
Eventually Carmen looked over at you.
"Thinking about mystery man?"
The girls burst into laughter.
Then immediately locked your screen.
You clutched your phone dramatically to your chest.
Both girls immediately started laughing.
"That is the reaction of someone hiding something."
"There is definitely someone."
You smiled despite yourself.
Across the table, Carmen narrowed her eyes.
And thankfully for you, curiosity was a lot easier to survive than the truth.
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stole a hoodie. not saying from who.
carmenmmundt: that hoodie is MASSIVE 😭
kika.gomes : whose is it 👀
alex_albon : looks familiar
y/n_russell: does it?
alex_albon: no but i wanted to be dramatic
kimi.antonelli : nice hoodie
kimi.antonelli: i miss it
kimi.antonelli: what 🤷🏻♂️
kimi.antonelli: your more beautiful
y/n_russell: aww, thank you 🥰
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(transcript of a call between Kimi and Y/N)
you : i've been gone for like twenty minutes.
you : you've been counting?
you laughed, stepping around a group of tourists while continuing down the street.
you : that's actually concerning.
kimi : that's not a location.
you : somewhere in the city.
kimi : wow. very specific.
you smiled, hearing him shuffle around on the other end of the phone.
you : what are you doing?
kimi : laying on my hotel bed.
A few seconds of comfortable silence passed.
The kind that only happened when you talked every day.
you : did you call me because you were bored?
kimi : i also wanted to hear your voice.
You nearly walked into a lamp post.
you : don't get used to compliments.
You rolled your eyes despite smiling.
The city around you buzzed with life. Cars passing. People talking. Music spilling from nearby cafés.
Meanwhile Kimi sounded completely content just staying on the phone.
kimi : what are you looking at?
kimi : you're going to buy another book.
kimi : you still haven't finished the last one.
kimi : i'm just telling the truth.
you : nobody likes a snitch.
you : confidence is a disease.
You laughed loudly enough that a couple walking past glanced at you.
you : stop acting like you can see me.
You pushed open the bookstore door.
The little bell above it rang softly.
kimi : did you go inside?
kimi : i literally heard the bell.
you : maybe it was a different bell.
kimi : you're impossible.
you : yet you're the one who called me.
kimi : because i miss you.
For a moment you forgot what you were looking at.
No matter how casually he said it.
It always made your heart do that stupid thing.
you : you've seen me this morning.
You immediately turned into the nearest bookshelf to hide your smile from absolutely nobody.
kimi : send me pictures of the bookstore.
kimi : and call me later.
kimi : that's three maybes.
you : sounds like a YOU problem.
you : you're literally going to see me tomorrow.
kimi : that's so far away.
kimi : says the girl who cried during a dog food commercial.
And somehow the call continued for another hour.
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who's ready for race weekend? 👀
user8827 : not as ready as george's coffee machine
user4419 : slide 3 IS THAT Y/N
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user9114 : KIMI WHICH ONE
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user1008 : george fighting for his life every weekend
lilymhe : slide 3 is cute
user7125 : HE DID IT AGAIN
user8147 : agreed to what exactly sir 🤨
carmenmmundt : this comment section is a mess
mercedesamgf1 : we're enjoying it
user5001 : mercedes admin definitely knows something
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The paddock was already starting to wake up.
Mechanics moved between garages carrying equipment, engineers walked around with tablets in hand, and somewhere in the distance a radio crackled with instructions.
Which meant everyone was busy.
Which also meant you and Kimi had exactly ten minutes before someone came looking for him.
You slipped into one of the quieter hallways behind the Mercedes hospitality, immediately spotting him leaning against the wall.
The second he saw you, he smiled.
Not the smile he gave cameras.
Not the smile he gave interviewers.
The one reserved just for you.
"I was gone for five minutes."
Kimi pushed himself off the wall and walked over.
His hands settled on your waist naturally, pulling you closer.
It was unfair how easy this had become.
Months ago you would've panicked every time he touched you.
Now it felt strange when he didn't.
"You nervous?" you asked.
Kimi wasn't usually nervous.
"Then why are you nervous?"
"That was actually smooth."
A victorious grin appeared on his face.
"I hate encouraging this behavior."
You laughed, shaking your head.
For a few moments neither of you spoke.
You simply stood there together.
Kimi rested his forehead against yours.
You could tell he was trying to enjoy the rare moment of peace before the chaos of race day started.
"I miss this," he admitted quietly.
"You're about to drive a Formula One car."
Before you could answer, a door opened somewhere nearby.
Years of sneaking around had made it a reflex.
You looked in opposite directions.
Unfortunately, neither of you had anticipated who would be walking around the corner.
Your soul left your body.
Standing five meters away was Toto Wolff.
Staring directly at both of you.
You wanted the ground to swallow you whole.
Kimi looked equally horrified.
Finally Toto raised an eyebrow.
"You know," he said calmly, "I was wondering why our rookie driver suddenly started arriving forty minutes earlier than everyone else."
You covered your face immediately.
Kimi looked ready to launch himself into the nearest wall.
Toto took a sip of his coffee.
"You know what gave it away?"
"The fact that he smiles."
"He smiles at his phone."
You immediately started laughing.
"You smile at your phone and then spend the entire day pretending you're mysterious."
You were laughing so hard you had to hold onto the wall.
"This is so embarrassing."
"You also started volunteering for media days."
"Nobody volunteers for media."
Meanwhile Toto looked far too pleased with himself.
The man had apparently been collecting evidence for months.
Both of you looked at each other.
"You're not mad?" you asked carefully.
Toto looked genuinely confused.
"I have two drivers. One crashes into walls and one falls in love."
"I got the better option."
You nearly fell over laughing.
You could actually see him enjoying this.
Which was somehow worse than him being angry.
The Mercedes boss finished his coffee.
"Try not to get caught by literally anyone else."
Toto started walking away.
After a few steps he stopped.
"You two are not nearly as subtle as you think."
Leaving you and Kimi standing there in complete silence.
You slowly turned toward him.
He slowly turned toward you.
And somewhere in the paddock, Toto Wolff was probably laughing about it already.
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There had been many eras inside the Mercedes garage.
Nobody talked about 2016.
If someone accidentally mentioned it, an engineer would mysteriously find something very important to do on the other side of the garage.
Some traumas simply stayed in Formula One forever.
Thankfully, the current drama wasn't threatening championships.
At least according to Toto Wolff.
Unfortunately for Kimi Antonelli...
He happened to be the main character.
Kimi had made exactly one mistake.
He had let Toto catch him with his girlfriend.
His very secret girlfriend.
Since that day, Toto had developed what Kimi could only describe as a new hobby.
Just enough chaos to entertain himself.
Which, considering Toto was responsible for an entire Formula One team, was slightly concerning.
Kimi looked up from his phone.
Toto was standing in the middle of the garage with a coffee in one hand.
Kimi could tell by the smile.
Toto looked around dramatically before asking loudly enough for the nearby engineers to hear.
"Have you been... distracted recently?"
Around him, several mechanics looked up.
George looked over from the other side of the garage.
Your head immediately snapped up from where you were talking to one of the marketing staff.
"I'm focused," Kimi answered.
Toto took a thoughtful sip of coffee.
"You've been smiling more."
Kimi wanted the floor to collapse beneath him.
George walked over, completely unaware of the actual situation.
"I think he's finally getting comfortable."
Kimi nearly stopped breathing.
"He's always on his phone."
Kimi slowly put his phone into his pocket.
George pointed dramatically.
Toto bit the inside of his cheek.
He was trying not to laugh.
"So..." George continued.
George gasped dramatically.
Toto decided this was the perfect time to contribute.
"There seems to be... someone."
Kimi looked directly at his team principal.
Kimi wondered if changing teams was still an option.
For the next twenty minutes, George became a detective.
"It could be someone from marketing."
Alex Albon, who had wandered into the garage to bother George, immediately joined in.
"A Ferrari spy would be kind of romantic."
George actually considered it.
Kimi looked ready to bang his head against the nearest wall.
You happened to walk past.
George immediately pointed toward you.
"We're trying to figure out who Kimi likes."
Your heart nearly exploded.
He looked back at you with the exact same expression.
You somehow managed to keep a straight face.
"I have absolutely no idea."
"Liar," Toto muttered into his coffee.
He innocently looked away.
George continued making increasingly ridiculous theories.
"The Sky Sports presenter."
"Someone from Formula 2."
"The woman who sells coffee outside the paddock."
"I've never spoken to her."
"You're hiding something."
Alex burst into laughter.
"You absolutely are," Alex replied, trying to catch his breath.
Eventually, Toto decided enough damage had been done.
Kimi didn't trust those words.
"Your secret is safe with me."
Toto didn't even hesitate.
"The secret that he likes someone."
Then George looked at Kimi.
"If you ever need advice..."
Giving him dating advice.
About George Russell's own sister.
"You should never date your teammate's sister though."
Toto coughed violently into his coffee.
Alex turned around completely, shoulders shaking with silent laughter.
You suddenly found the floor incredibly interesting.
"That's just asking for trouble."
Kimi's face remained perfectly neutral.
He was already writing his will.
As George walked away to talk with an engineer, Toto finally lost the battle.
Just enough for Kimi to hear.
"I'm sorry," Toto admitted between laughs.
"You are absolutely not."
"It's been a while since we've had harmless garage drama."
He glanced toward George.
"He has absolutely no idea."
"...that makes it even funnier."
Kimi sighed dramatically.
"You work for an entertained menace."
One day this secret would come out.
He wasn't sure whether George would kill him first...
...or Toto for knowing the entire time and enjoying every single second of it.
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time skip to y/n birthday
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happy birthday to my built-in best friend. ❤️
yn_russell : george... THE BABY PHOTOS????
georgerussell63 : especially the baby photos
yn_russell : i'm blocking you
alex_albon : slide 6 is actually adorable 😭
georgerussell63 : thank you alex, someone appreciates my hard work
alex_albon : i meant y/n, not you
georgerussell63 : unbelievable
carmenmmundt : stop this is so cute 🥹🤍
kika.gomes : happy birthday pretty girl!! 🤍🎂
lilymhe : happiest birthday!! hope you have the best day 🤍
mercedesamgf1 : happy birthday, y/n! 🖤
kimi.antonelli : happy birthday!! hope you have an amazing day 🤍
yn_russell : thank you kimi 🤍
user1148 : why was he so FAST
user7731 : kimi lives in her comment section 😭
kika.gomes : the first picture 🥹
user2210 : george exposing childhood photos should be illegal
georgerussell63 : it's my duty as the older sibling
user9927 : george is such a girl dad coded brother 😭
alex_albon : don't encourage him
user5520 : kimi using the white heart...
user8714 : OH MY GOD HERE WE GO AGAIN
user3307 : every single post these two interact and i'm supposed to believe nothing is going on??
toto.wolff : Happy birthday! Hope George behaves today.
georgerussell63 : that's asking for too much
yn_russell : impossible task
kimi.antonelli : i think george has been very nice actually
georgerussell63 : finally someone understands me
alex_albon : kimi blink twice if you need help
worthysongsphere : THE IRONY OF THIS CONVERSATION IF ONLY GEORGE KNEW 😭
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