brazilianbombshell

[pleasantglitterflower]

JOE BURROW

Brazilian holidays (part I)

Brazilian holidays (part II)

Breaking my heart

Legends will never die

Meeting the Messi family

Heart Podium

The dark side of envy

My in-laws’daughter

Burrow Family

Power Couple

BURROW x BRAZILIAN BOMBSHELLS

Alessandra Ambrosio

Bruna Marquezine

Lais Ribeiro

Anitta

Gisele Bündchen

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(via Instagram)

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How To Get The Girl - LN

Summary: After Lando broke up with y/n to focus solely on his career, he realised that he lost a big part of what keeping his life on an upward trajectory. But he just needs to know how to get the girl back after such a huge error of judgement.

This is inspired by How To Get The Girl by Taylor Swift

No part 2 requests please

Everyone around him had warned him that the idea to be single as a means of improving his performances was going to backfire. Not that his performances got worse, well not because of him. But everything else felt like the world was crumbling around him.

It wasn't that he had an unhealthy dependence on y/n. He just misses her so much.

"Have you seen much of y/n?" Lando asks as he sits down with Max and Pietra.

Pietra is why the two had met at all and she wasn't been overly happy with Lando since the break up. But y/n being y/n, she insisted her friend not hold it against the McLaren driver. Mainly because that sort of tension isn't fair to Max.

"She's preparing to move travel and stay in Sicily for a couple months with some friends." Pietra sighs making Lando nods a little. "Don't, Lando. It's only been a month, she's still hurting. Let her get over you."

"I never wanted to hurt her." Lando sighs watching Pietra has too refrain from rolling her eyes as she mentally reminds herself that y/n doesn't want to put Max in an unfair position.

"She knows that. We all do mate." Max states breaking the silence with a reassuring smile.

Not that it does much to make Lando feel better about dumping the girl who made him know what it feels like to be truly loved and to truly love.

-

It really did hurt seeing y/n living in Sicily for 2 and a half months, she seemed so incredibly happy. Meanwhile, Lando really learnt what regret tastes like.

He really tried to put off the urges to send her a messages or call her. It was all so easy.

He sighs stepping out of MTC after finishing the Summer meeting, talking to the whole team about the year so far and what they hope to achieve moving forward.

"Enjoy your summer, mate." Oscar states as they walk to their cars, ready to leave.

"You too." Lando nods then sighing as he climbs into his car and starts driving.

He parks up at the hotel but somehow finds himself wondering. In usual English fashion, rain starts to pour down but he can't find it in himself to care. He just walks and walks until. He finds himself at the door he'd not been to in 6 months.

It's not changed. But in truth he doesn't even know if she's there or not. She could be out. She could've moved. After all she was in Italy for months.

She rings the door bell immediately hearing voices inside before the door swings over.

"Hello?-Christ, you alright mate?" A man questions before looking back. "Y/n!"

Well at least y/n is there.

"What? Who is-Lando?" Y/n chokes out seeing her ex soaked to the skin. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"You know him?"

"He's my ex. Can you go get some towels please?" Y/n sighs making the man nod and disappear while she looks back to him. "Really? What the hell are you doing?-Get inside, you're drenched."

"I'm sorry." Lando states not actually feeling all that cold because despite it being summer in England and raining. It's not as cold as you might expect it today for once.

"I'm not even sure what you're trying to apologise for." Y/n mumbles reading him like a book.

"There's a few things." Lando admits then sighing. "Is that your new boyfriend?"

Y/n doesn't get to talk before the man comes running back down the stairs with a pile of towels.

"I figured a few were needed." The still unnamed man states passing them to y/n who wraps them around Lando.

"Elliot, can you go up to my wardrobe, in the box in the bottom there should be some joggers and hoodies, just grab one of each." Y/n states earning a nod before the man jogs off. "He's not my boyfriend, he's my neighbour's son who was just filling me in on some neighbourhood gossip while I was cooking dinner."

"Oh."

After returning with clothes that Lando recognises as his own, Elliot makes a very awkward exit and she sighs looking at her soggy ex boyfriend before telling him to change in the downstairs bathroom.

Y/n actually lives in a distant relative's house that they don't want to reside in or rent out to strangers. So she rents and covers all the bills, which still isn't exactly cheap but it's cheaper than the alternatives.

Lando sighs as he looks at himself in the mirror wondering how he deserved someone who would let him break her heart and still take care of him when he shows up at her door from working god knows how far in the rain.

Eventually he steps out and walks into her kitchen feeling kind of pathetic but almost like he's home.

"Are you feeling ok? You'll be feeling it in the morning." Y/n comments as if it's nothing. "So why are you here?"

"I don't know."

Not entirely a lie. But also not entirely the truth.

"Try again." Y/n instructs with patience but the edge to her voice makes him sigh.

"6 months of providing evidence to the world that I'm a muppet leads me back to the reason I'm a muppet."

"Don't put that on me." Y/n laughs shaking her head.

Lando smiles knowing that y/n might be laughing but she means it, any blame for the break up is far from on her.

"Would you take me back?" Lando asks making her pause chopping up her salad and look up sharply. "Y/n, I'd never be so stupid again. I'd do everything to have you forever. We can take as many photos as I can get, film, digital, polaroids. I'll marry you and we can say our vows...for worse or for better, I'll never let myself lose you again."

Y/n looks at Lando with an unreadable expression one that makes make him feel small again like he shouldn't be there. Really he shouldn't. Pietra would finally break her vow of remaining as kind of Lando as possible.

"You'd marry me, or worse or for better of who."

"You...I'd definitely be the worse to your better." Lando states making frown a little shaking her head. "I love you. I've always loved you and I'll always love you even if you turn me away...like you would be advised to if you spoke to any of your friends."

"You're not exactly building your case." Y/n laughs before moving when her timer goes off making her move to get her chicken from the oven since she's actually cooking enough for herself for a few days.

"I'll do everything to bring back what we had and better. It's been the longest 6 months of my life and they've just got worse because I realised that the one person who kept me together was the person I thought was in my way. So I broke your heart and I'll do everything to put it back together...if you even need me to...you honestly look like you've been doing amazing on your own."

Y/n pauses holding the tray cooking tray, her back facing him as he hears her audibly swallow.

"I haven't." Y/n mumbles as Lando moves around the kitchen island that had been keeping her apart from him. His body pressing against the back of her hold, inhaling the soft perfume. "I think I was sort of just waiting to see if you'd come back and doing everything to distract myself."

"I never should've left and forced you to think you needed to wait."

Y/n relaxes back against him while he feels his body settle at the feeling of her skin touching his own. Even if he is still quite damp.

"Everyone is going to think I'm a mug." Y/n mumbles before smiling lightly when she feels Lando kiss her neck.

"I'll correct them and tell them that I'm the mug."

"That's definitely a start for your promises that you've made."

"Next...the ring." Lando whispers making her smile turning around.

"I just want to be clear, I'm not only taking you back because you want to get married. But it's definitely a big promise...and it's a future that I want with you."

"It's a future that I should've offered you instead of what I actually said." Lando mutters then patting her side. "You need to eat."

"You need to eat too. Go sit. I don't trust you to be doing the serving up."

[pleasantglitterflower]

Power Couple (Joe Burrow x Simone Biles)

Joe was very excited to land in Paris, after all he was going to surprise his girlfriend, who is simply Simone Biles. Simone didn't know, but I was already going to surprise her and was going to watch her performance in the final of the artistic gymnastics vaults at the Olympics.

  Joe was very sorry about not being able to accompany Simone in person at the Paris Olympics, as the training camp period before the NFL preseason would be taking place at the same time, and this season will be decisive for Joe, after months of treating a serious hand injury.

Simone was super understanding and understood the fact that Joe couldn't be in Paris, as he also needed to focus on his preparation to return to playing at a high level. The gymnast was like a compass for Joe's recovery, for the quarterback, if it weren't for Simone supporting and encouraging him, his recovery wouldn't have been so successful.

Joe did not give up and spoke with the Bengals board and coaching staff to get permission to travel to Paris, in return he would do extra training when he returned. Simone had no idea that her boyfriend was going to surprise her, Joe already had everything planned with the US artistic gymnastics team and Jade Carey, one of the American gymnasts competing in the Olympic Games, wished one day to have a boyfriend like Joe.

Bercy Arena - August 3,2024

The day of the competition finally arrived and Joe was very nervous. Although he was not very religious, he kept praying silently, asking the gods of gymnastics that Simone would perform her lifts very well and that no adversity would befall her.

First came the men's artistic gymnastics performance, and with each movement, he found it fascinating how those men executed their jumps with perfection. Despite knowing his whole life that he wanted to play football, he had always admired the entire concept of artistic gymnastics, so much so that whenever he had a break from a game, during his time at LSU, he would always go and watch the performances of the college's women's gymnastics team, led by Olivia Dunne. He laughed, thinking that if it were him trying to do one of those jumps, he would probably have broken all his bones. If you're going to get hurt, you might as well do it at the intensity of football.

The men's performance ended and finally the women's vault solo performance arrived. The main favorites for the gold medal were Simone and Rebeca Andrade, who are the two main references in artistic gymnastics today. Simone was the fourth gymnast to perform and her performance left no doubt that the gold medal was hers. She landed the vault that bears her name, the Biles II, and despite taking a 0.1 penalty for stepping off the jump, she received a spectacular 15.700 - 6.400 for the start score, 9.400 for the execution and -0.100 penalty.

Burrow couldn't contain himself and celebrated a lot when she performed Biles II, he was very happy and excited. On her second vault, Biles went for a very well-executed Cheng, which earned her a score of 14.900 - 5.600 for difficulty and 9.300 for execution. With that, she had an average of 15.300. Joe screamed so much, he probably wasn't as happy with the Bengals' victories as he was with Biles's jumps.

The other performances took place and then they waited for the results, and finally it became official: Simone Biles was the vault solo champion and broke another record. Joe couldn't control his emotions and cried with joy, he saw how hard Simone was on herself and how intensely she trained, it's always special when hard work is rewarded. He celebrated happily with other American fans, who fortunately, when they saw that Joe was very focused on watching the performance, didn't ask him for photos and autographs, because for those present there, he was a fan like any other.

Simone, Rebeca Andrade and Jade Carey took their places on the podium, respectively, and Joe was smiling very proud of his beloved. After all the formal celebrations, Simone began to interact with some fans, until she had an unexpected surprise, with Joe going to her and hugging her tightly. —Joe, I can't believe you actually came - Biles says shocked to see her man face to face with her

-I wouldn't miss the chance to see you win eye to eye my love, in person it's much better, the same way when you go see my games - Joe speaks, giving her a little kiss afterwards.

-I'm so happy you came my love, but what about training and the team?

-Honey, they really understood how important the Olympics are and allowed me to be here, but let's not talk about that, today is all about you and we have to celebrate, especially because the whole team is watching the competitions right now.

-I love you so much Joe, thank you so much for always being with me and supporting me in everything - she kisses the quarterback

-I am lucky enough to have a woman like you in my life Simone, you are so important in my life that if it weren't for you, I would be very lost, I love you forever - they give a movie kiss to the delight of everyone present in that gym, just proving that the Paris 2024 Olympic Games are already in history as one of the most iconic Olympics of all time.

[uglyducklingofthe2000s]

Daydreamin' - Daniel Ricciardo

Song Series - Daniel Edition

Summary: Y/n never believed in love at first sight, but when Daniel walks in the room she can't stop herself from falling hard for him.

No part 2 requests please

Y/n knows F1 exists, but her reason for being in Las Vegas is no association with the sport. But she has just so happened to be in Sin City at the same time. Having booked the trip without knowing a thing about the event.

At the moment she's ordering a drink at the bar enjoying the slightly more quiet atmosphere of a casino she'd managed to sneak into on the arm of some rich man.

"You don't look like you belong here." The bartender comments making her pull her gaze from where she'd been observing the room.

"I'm a good luck charm." Y/n states earning a small laugh. "But my tax bracket definitely doesn't belong here."

"In that case, this is on his tab."

Y/n smiles before turning at the sound of new voices and a laugh that catches her attention. A smile that lightens the dimly lit room catches her attention as she look at him among the group.

He carries himself towards the bar with the other men in tow, gaze flicking to y/n as she tries to redirect her gaze as the bartender greets them.

"What can I get you gentlemen?" The bartender asks as y/n takes a mouthful of her drink to try and calm herself.

They all order drinks before she hears the bartender talk.

"You're looking in the right direction for a good luck charm." The bartender states making y/n look at her for a few moments before her gaze falls on the dark headed man who is proving a smile can get you far even without words.

"I could use a good luck charm." The man states with a twang of an Aussie accent as she swallows a little when he moves closer. "I prefer to call people by name though."

"Y/n." Y/n mumbles in greeting, holding out her hand as he takes it.

"Daniel. So what qualifications of being a good luck charm do you have?"

"That man over there decided I was a good luck charm and brought me in here." Y/n states gesturing to a man who looks stressed at the table. "I think he started losing when I came over here for a drink."

"Sounds like I need to have you by my side tonight if I'm looking to avoid ending it like that."

Y/n laughs a little in disbelief of this man's confidence speaking to her but he's also only got her more intrigued.

"Drinks on me for the night if you promise to be my good luck charm." Daniel states making her smile a little.

"Well I'm in no position to say no to an offer like that." Y/n smiles then finishing her drink and raising it in gesture of another one. "And I'm not going to waste a night in Sin City with free drinks in a casino I shouldn't have access to."

"Smart." Daniel nods clearly slightly amused by her choice getting a second drink in quickly.

"Which table to first?" Y/n asks making him smirk.

-

Y/n would be lying if the feminist in her was alive and kicking. This man has her tongue tied and in awe. Though admittedly the drink leads to her being pretty quiet by his side, unable to stop herself from watching Daniel in a daze.

The man is magnetic.

Her attention, and a few others, is drawn into him like it's nothing. He's not even making the effort.

The friends he came in with are all dotted around on different tables, some with other people who arrived after them who seem to be friends. But Daniel hasn't allowed y/n to leave his side unless to use the bathroom or for drinks.

"Hey, do you know the time?" Daniel asks completely able to check the time himself but he just wanted to keep y/n's attention. Not that he's at any risk of that.

Y/n pulls her phone out and sighs a little, she's definitely a little drunk.

"It's just gone 5am." Y/n murmurs earning a small nod and then she sighs. "I should really go. This was fun-"

"I'll come with you. You're way too drunk because of me and I would be a terrible man if I didn't make sure you got back safe."

"No, you're here with friends."

"They'll survive." Daniel assures her earning a small smile. "Are you in this hotel?"

"Yeah, are you?" Y/n questions with a sudden grin watching that smile that has had her hooked since she spotted him appear on his face.

"Let's just focus on you and getting you back to your hotel room safe and sound." Daniel laughs making her hum for a moment of thought before he decides to gently guide her out of the casino.

They manage to navigate the way back to her hotel room where she promptly crawls onto the bed, collapses and passes out without a word. All while Daniel watches her in the few seconds it took from her to get from the door to the bed.

He smiles contemplating options, he doesn't want to just leave her completely like that. So he does move to pulling her shoes off before managing to find some paper and write a note for the young woman who has definitely caught and kept his interest through the night.

Even if he doesn't realise just how much she was looking at him in admiration all night.

He places the note down on the beside table taking her phone from her hand and putting it on charge before he he finally leaves.

-

Y/n never did call or message him, purely out of embarrassment. But she did keep the note.

"What did you say his name was?" Her friend asks making her sigh.

"Daniel. I never got a last name...he just signed the note as Daniel."

"There's an F1 driver called Daniel...he's gorgeous. Dark kins of curly hair, looks a bit like a a greek god."

"Show me." Y/n frowns making her friend immediately pull up his Instagram and she feels her stomach drop. "That's him. That the casino Daniel."

"Shut up. You're lying."

"I'm not-Oh my god." Y/n gasps then swallowing thickly and groaning as she realises that she not only acted quite honestly like a slut. She did it to a man who had to be looking down on her. "For fuck sake."

"Oh stop it, he's a sweetheart. Just call him and apologise."

Y/n groans ignoring her friend and deciding to wallow in the realisation that Daniel is definitely a man who has plenty of options for women. But she managed to come across as being a gold-digging mess of a drunk woman who snuck in when another rich man gave her the attention and means to get by.

It's not till a few hours later that she's on her own and she decides that even if she has lost the idea of pursuing the man as something serious. She wants to make sure he doesn't think something of her that's not true.

"Hello?" The familiar voice greets.

"Hi...is this Daniel?"

"It is."

"It's...y/n. I uhh...I know it's been a while. But...I've just found out who you and-and I just want to say. I'm not a gold digger. I didn't know that you were an F1 driver and I didn't call because I was embarrassed of the fact I was basically drooling over you all night." Y/n states just wanting to explain herself.

"I didn't think you were a gold digger...but it's nice to hear you drooled over me all night. Was that before or after the casino?" Daniel jokes making her choke a little in disbelief.

"You-I...I just called to make sure that you didn't think I was something I'm not."

"Where are you now?" Daniel asks making her frown.

"I'm...I'm in New York. I'm travelling around at the moment."

"Could I entice you in travelling to meet me in Dubai?"

"Dubai?" Y/n chokes a little again, really not expecting the call to take this turn. "When?"

"Wednesday?"

"I'll see what I can do."

"If you can't manage to get a flight, let me know. I'll pull some strings."

"Ok." Y/n mumbles with a smile that she can't help appearing on her face, even if he can't see it.

"Great. I'll message you later, let me know." Daniel states making her sigh softly and lean back in her chair in shock of the fact that she's really managed this.

-

Daniel wasn't sure what he was going to achieve in bringing y/n to Dubai for the Abu Dhabi gp. But much like she'd not been able to stop thinking about him, he'd not been able to shake her from his mind.

She beats him to the paddock and seats herself, on a bench, uncertain of what to do with herself other than wait for him.

But she almost sense him as he walks in, dressed up and worth sparing more than just once glance.

"Y/n!" Daniel grins when he spots her making her stand up.

"Hi." Y/n smiles before she is greeted with a hug. "This is...surreal. I didn't expect to be at a race when you invited me."

"I thought it'd be good to show you what I do. Plus I quite liked the thought of getting to see you." Daniel shrugs as she starts to walk with him. "I really didn't think you were a gold digger."

"I wouldn't have blamed you if you did." Y/n mumbles then clearing her throat. "Anyway, it is nice seeing you again. Thank you for the invite."

Daniel smiles as they walk into the hospitality unit for RB.

"Will you not be busy...I may have tried to do some research. This is the last race of the year, isn't it?"

"Yeah, if you haven't got plans after Sunday, there's some time I've got to fill." Daniel nods earning small smile. "We can have a bit of fun for a while."

"I've got nothing better to do right now." Y/n hums feeling slightly more confident knowing that Daniel seems to at least have an interest in her enough that he's asked her here and now he's asking her to spend more time with him even after that. "So, I'll need a run down of what you do to understand best."

Daniel's smile lights up the room as it had when she watched him walk in that casino and it dawns on her just how much this man has a hold on her already.

[fastandcarlos]

Paddock Naps : ̗̀➛ Lando Norris

summary: it's a dangerous game when lando falls asleep, but particularly when he finds himself falling asleep on you in the paddock

Your head shook as you glanced down at Lando beside you, his head falling further and further down. When you first let him rest in your lap you knew you were playing a dangerous game but you knew with how busy race days usually were there was no way that Lando was going to be able to rest with you for too long. 

Little did you know though how much you were helping him in his mission to fall asleep. The way your fingers ran through his hair, or tickled against his waist all helped him to feel incredibly comfortable, perhaps a little too comfortable if you were a member of McLaren staff. 

Time ran away with you tucked up in the hospitality lounge, but the sound of a figure coughing beside you soon made you look up, and immediately look back down. 

Oscar’s head shook at the sight of the two of you, something he had gotten pretty used to seeing from you. “How has he managed to fall asleep already? It’s barely even one in the afternoon.” 

“Who’s fallen asleep?” A second voice called out, your expression cringing as Daniel appeared up alongside Oscar.  

You didn’t quite know where to look as Daniel’s eyes widened at Lando fast asleep, having to place his mouth over his hand to hold back his laughter and make sure that he didn’t disturb Lando with his laughter.  

“You look very comfortable,” Oscar teased as your eyes met his, offering you a smile. 

“He’s a pain,” you complained, feeling your legs get number and number the more time that passed. As much as you wanted to be annoyed at Lando for falling asleep on you, seeing him so content made your heart swell, knowing just how exhausted he was with the last of three consecutive races looming.  

They all had their moments when they tried to get some peace and quiet, but you and Lando were unlike any other couple around the paddock. Other drivers could only admire how comfortable you were around each other, how little you cared about what others thought of you or how much you wanted to be around each other.  

It was something that terrified you when you first started dating Lando, but he helped you to not worry about anyone else, training you out of worrying about all of the eyes on you. 

“How long until your meeting?” You asked Oscar as he and Daniel took a seat in front of you to keep you company whilst you waited for Lando to stir.  

“We’ve still got a little while yet, we don’t want to wake sleeping beauty up too early, otherwise we’ll never hear the end of it.” 

Your hand gently brushed over the top of Lando’s head once again, tangling gently through his curls as you tried your best to tidy his hair up for him a little. 

“You know he’ll wake up and still complain he’s tired,” you warned the two of them, “he won’t care about the fact that I won’t be able to feel my legs for the rest of the day.” 

Daniel could only snigger as you spoke, “it’s his fault for having such a big head.” 

You struggled to hold back your laughter, it was something that Lando told you constantly, but only now were you feeling the full weight of it weighing you down in your seat. 

After a few minutes of light conversation between the three of you, a groan could be heard from your lap. All eyes looked down as Lando’s eyes fluttered open, grunting at the two men he saw sat in front of him, before glancing up at you. 

“Nice to see you awake, it’s only the middle of the afternoon,” Oscar teased as he glanced down at his watch. “Nothing like a midday nap to prepare you for a race is there?” 

The moment your eyes met Lando’s you could see how needed his rest was. He smiled softly up at him as he continued to wake himself up, shuffling slightly, much to your relief, as you finally managed to slightly move your legs. 

“You really have no shame, do you?” Daniel couldn’t help but joke too. “Do you know how many people have walked into this room and just found you laid out there?” 

Lando shot a glare in response to Daniel, stretching himself up before sitting up in the chair next to you where his feet had been laying, hearing a giggle come from you as you shook your own body awake too. 

“You’re such a lump,” you smirked as Lando looked at what you were doing, watching as you shook your legs, finally feeling the movement come back into them.  

An apologetic pout formed on Lando’s face as he shuffled closer towards you, resting his hand against your lap as his head came down to rest against your shoulder, still a little bit on the sleepy side of life. 

“Don’t fall asleep again,” you warned, jolting your shoulder to keep Lando awake. 

A frustrated sigh came from him, “why can’t you just let me sleep for the rest of the day?” 

“Because we have this thing called work,” Oscar interjected, shaking his head at how dramatic Lando was. “I think Y/N has better things to do then let you throw yourself across her all day.” 

You couldn’t see Lando, but you could imagine the glare that he was sending at Oscar, with Daniel chuckling next to him to add salt into the wounds for Lando. 

“I hate all of you,” Lando confirmed, “I just want to rest, is that really so hard?” 

You knew exactly what would happen if you let Lando sleep any longer. You’d been on the receiving end of Zak before when Lando had missed important team meetings, he trusted you to keep Lando in check and loved to tease you whenever you failed at that job. 

“Come on sleepyhead, you can rest when we’re back at the hotel tonight,” you smiled, resting your head down on top of Lando’s. “I don’t think your bank account will want to pay the fine for another missed team meeting.” 

A hum of agreement came from Lando as he reluctantly sat himself up, still staring at Daniel and Oscar as they continued to laugh to themselves at the scene they saw unfold before them.  

“You wait, I’ll get you two back for this.” 

“We’re just sat here, we’re not doing anything wrong.” 

Lando looked to you for help, but you chose to stay quiet, knowing that Daniel and Oscar had kept you company for most of the time he slept, you couldn’t betray them by siding with Lando now. 

Before Lando could snap back at them, the two of them excused themselves, Daniel ready to head to his meeting, Oscar keen to impress and make sure that he got to the McLaren office before Lando did and keep everyone on his side.  

“I can’t wait to go home tonight,” Lando whispered across to you, sitting himself up again. “Thank you for letting me rest on you babe, I do feel a lot better after it.” 

Your head nodded as your hands cupped either side of Lando’s face. “I promise as soon as you’re finished we’ll head out of here and get you to bed as soon as possible.” 

Lando smiled appreciatively back across at you, resting his head into your left palm. He desperately wanted to stay with you forever, but he knew that he would never be allowed to do that.  

“Go and be amazing and I’ll be here when you get back,” you encouraged, tapping Lando’s cheek as he reluctantly stood up from his chair. “If you get bored, just think about all of those cuddles we’ll have at the hotel tonight.” 

Lando’s head nodded as he leaned down and pressed an appreciative kiss against the top of your head, brushing his hand through your hair. “Thank you for always being there for me, it means the world to me love.” 

“You’re welcome Lan,” you whispered. 

“See you soon, for the most incredible rest.” 

˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

[pickingupmymercedes]

Lewis for Elle Brasil!?!! Omg

[pleasantglitterflower]

BURROW x BRAZILIAN BOMBSHELLS: GISELE BÜNDCHEN

After 13 years of marriage, Gisele Bündchen and Tom Brady's marriage came to an end. Gisele was mentally exhausted, as she had given up several professional commitments to dedicate herself to her family and Tom's routine as an American football player, and Tom always promised Gisele that he would retire to help her with the daily care of the children and the house, but he always kept putting it off and kept playing. The final straw for Gisele was when Tom publicly announced his retirement after winning his seventh Super Bowl, and months later he announced that he would return to football. The übermodel could no longer deal with the frustrations and disappointment she had with Brady, being deceived and the victim of jokes publicly was the cherry on the cake for her to have the courage to ask for a divorce. The divorce ended up being beneficial for Gisele, as it was clear that the sparkle in her eyes had returned, and she gradually returned to her modeling work, and continued her life as a co-parent with Brady. Encouraged by friends, Gisele joined a dating app to meet new people, and at first sight she fell in love with a boy named Joseph. She thought about how handsome the man was and how angelic his face was, with eyes as blue as the sea and his nose that seemed to have been sculpted.

Gisele was interested in Joseph at first sight, although he wasn't a complete stranger to her. She had the feeling that she had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember. On the other hand, Joseph could hardly believe that he was arranging a date with none other than Gisele Bündchen, the ex-wife of his greatest NFL idol. The Bengals quarterback has always been a womanizer. The only serious relationship he had was with a high school classmate, and the relationship ended because he was seen kissing a cheerleader before a game. Joseph is a lover of women. For him, he had a duty to appreciate all women, and Gisele has always been one of his famous crushes, along with singers Rihanna, Alicia Keys, and Ashanti. He has lost count of the number of times he has masturbated thinking about one of these wonderful and very sensual women. Now he was fulfilling a teenage dream by arranging a date with one of them.

Gisele and Joe's date took place at a super exclusive restaurant in Miami, and Gisele asked him if he was an influencer or something like that, because she had the feeling that she knew him from somewhere, and when Joe revealed that he plays in the NFL, Gisele immediately remembered when she went to a Tampa Bay game against the Bengals, where her daughter Vivian asked to take a picture with Joe and said he was the most beautiful man in the world, look how crazy life is, Gisele is going out with a guy who, in addition to being in the same profession as her ex-husband and playing quarterback like Tom, he was also her daughter's crush.

After a few more dates, Joe asked Gisele to be his girlfriend during a trip they took to Brazil during the off-season, and they decided to make their relationship public in cute posts with declarations of love. Fans went crazy, they would never have imagined a couple as random as Bündchen and Burrow, but they didn't care what people said, regardless of Gisele dating another player, their age difference, the mean comments didn't make any difference to them, they were happy and that's what matters.

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Young & Beautiful - Fernando Alonso

Song Series - Fernando Edition

Summary: Fernando doubts that his girlfriend will want him for long, but she promises that her love has no conditions.

Themes: age gap

No part 2 requests please

There wasn't exactly subtle thoughts on Fernando and y/n's relationship. Headlines from media, sly comments from commentators. Even other drivers had shared some thoughts on the matter.

Admittedly some of them were hoping to be the ones who got to date her. But Fernando was the only one who she had eyes for.

Y/n is unshakeable when it comes to being fazed by any of that. She found a man she loves and who takes care of her. Why would she care what strangers have to stay on the matter?

Fernando loves her all the more for it, but sometimes he does wonder if she feels doubts secretly. Doubts that she'll be there for long, she'll realise that her time with him is more limited than if she chose another man. One closer to her age.

"Nando! Stop staring at yourself in the mirror and come watch a movie with me. This suite didn't give us a cinema sized tv for us to waste." Y/n states excitedly, her energy always so contagious. At least for Fernando.

"I am coming, you are always in a rush."

"I got so many good snacks from room service. I know you can't eat most of it. But...you can live vicariously through me." Y/n smiles making the old man smile at her and nod taking her hand as he allows her to guide him into the lounge area where she has taken the make yourself at home curtesy to heart.

Y/n smiles as she pats the seat next to herself and he sits down, enjoying as she cuddles into him.

"Te amo." Y/n smiles making him look down at her finding her gaze already directed up at him. "If we spent every day like this in a few years when you do finally retire, then I'll be content. But also I know you and your restless self need more fun activities to kill time."

"I would happily watch movies if it means that you still love me when I am old and ugly." Fernando semi-jokes, he does actually wonder what he might have to do in hopes of keeping her in his life for a long time.

"You could never be old and ugly. You age like fine wine, Fernando Alonso." Y/n laughs then picking up his hand to kiss her. "Anyway, it's me who should worry. Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?"

Fernando is in shock of her words, joking or not he is hurt by the idea that he'd lose interest in y/n because she has to age at some point.

"You will always be beautiful. No matter how old you are." Fernando states earning a small grateful smile. "You are beautiful, and beauty does not fade with age unless you have bad taste."

"It's a very good thing we both have good taste." Y/n chuckles earning a smile from the older man. "I think you should have at least 1 bite of food."

"I will have more than 1 bite. I am old, but fit. I do not need to always follow a strict diet and I enjoy eating when I am with you."

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Y/n smiles picking up her bag from the car only as she moves around linking he hand with her awaiting boyfriend but he quickly takes her bag to carry for her.

"Oh thank you." Y/n laughs before leaning over and kissing his cheek. "I was thinking. I might actually spend a couple hours around here then see if there's somewhere to get my nails done. With all the travelling I've not been staying on top of them."

"Not the nail." Fernando gasps lifting her hand and looking at her outgrown nails. "Ah mi amor, your nails!"

Y/n can't help but laugh pushing him away from herself as he mocks her though she knows he will fuss over her fresh nails. She got a set inspired by his helmet designs few races ago and he posted it online himself along with showing several of the team at the time.

"You get new nails and toe." Fernando states making her smile at him for a moment.

"I'll let you choose the design. I'll send you some pictures for inspiration and you can choose." Y/n smiles as he then kisses her hand softly.

"How did I get so lucky?" Fernando questions before helping her into the paddock ahead of himself.

"You are a lucky man." Y/n giggles spinning around to face him as she steps backwards walking ahead of him. "But I am the luckiest woman."

Fernando tsks never liking for her to value herself as less than him because he doesn't think plucking the moon and every star from the sky would be enough for her to understand how much she means to him.

But in some ways he also just feels that he does not deserve her. He's more subtle in it than she is, and she always reaffirms that while she might say such things. She is there to stay.

"Maybe I should get Aston Martin green?" Y/n hums in a moment of thought. "It'd be quite nice wouldn't it."

"The white and green is nice."

"Mmm...I'll see if I can think up a design idea or find one that would work with those colours." Y/n hums while he smiles.

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Fernando considers himself very luck knowing that y/n had the pick of the litter when it comes to dating. There's no shortage of interest and even with Fernando by her side as she dotes on him.

But admittedly there's nothing better than seeing y/n in her nightly routine which is much longer and more tedious than his but sometimes she pulls him along to join in when he is feeling more energetic at the end of a day. But most of the time he just watches.

She patters around the room, always well presented in a matching set for pyjamas, usually something silky and lacey. He loves it so much.

"You always watch me." Y/n comments climbing in bed with him.

"It is hard to not look at the most beautiful thing in the room." Fernando shrugs watching her get a little flustered. "I love you a lot and I like to watch you."

"You are...perfect. I don't know what I'd do without you." Y/n sighs shaking her head as she slides down to lie half on top of him.

"Some days I worry you will leave me when you get too old. You will realise that there is a reason people tend to date people their own age." Fernando admits in a sudden vulnerable moment while y/n softens slightly. "It is me that needs to worry about what I will do without you."

"Mi amor." Y/n grins proud to be the one who gets to use the term of endearment in such a way. "Your age means more to you than it means to me. I don't care how old you are, I will age too and I want to live out our long lives together. There is no one else that I want."

"You say that but-"

"No. No but. Fernando Alonso. The love I feel for you is like nothing else I've felt and it has no limit. Why would I choose less than what I have with you? Unless you think me stupid?" Y/n challenges making Fernando tsk at her.

"You are not stupid." He states earning a huff and nod. "I just never want you to feel unhappy with me or like you are unable to leave."

"Two things that are impossible." Y/n promises in a soft whisper then sighing. "We'll live a long life together, one that I want for both of us."

"I want that too."

"Good...and I'll do whatever I need to for as long as I need to for you to believe me when I say it." Y/n states shifting around to lie down properly. "Now, cuddle me and let's get some sleep."

"Yes boss." Fernando smiles rolling over to kiss her softly. "I did not not I could love you more but you really gave me so much reason to love you the impossible amount more that I do."

"I love you too. But I think I've made that clear by now."

"Yes. I will have to find a few ways to make sure the message is returned loud and clear."

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Meetings from the past- l.sargeant (no.2)

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summary: logan and you reconnect after a few years apart.

pairing: logan sargeant (no.2) x fem! singer! reader

song is 'circus' by brittney spears :)

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Logan walked into yet another party with his head held low, knowing this was one of his lasts with f1. It sucked, knowing that he was leaving. But he was going to indycar, and that was something, right? Prema was good, right? He just felt so… used. He hadn’t even been given a chance to prove himself in f1. He hadn’t even been given a proper goodbye by his shitty team. 

“Who’s she?” Lando leaned in to Oscar beside him. Logan looked up to see who he was talking about, and there you were. Dancing in the middle of the party like no one was watching, but everyone had their eyes on you. You were fucking gorgeous, at least that’s what Logan thought. 

“That’s Y/n,” Oscar chuckled. “She’s Hattie’s friend, we grew up together.”

Beside you was Oscar’s sister Hattie and Lily, Oscar’s girlfriend. You were all dancing along to the music being played far too loud in the club, singing along. 

“That’s Y/n?” Logan gawked. Being friends with Oscar he’d met you when you two were kids and grew up together. He’d had a crush on you since he was about 12 years old. “How long has it been?” You two hadn't spoken in years, but you stayed in each others comment section and offered support when it was needed.

“Too long,” Oscar laughed as Lily spotted him and ran up to the group, hugging him. "You should talk to her."

"Like that went well the last time," he scoffed, downing more of his beer. The last time you two had spoken face to face, you'd been breaking up. You were both sobbing crying, just hugging each other, and you kept apologising, wishing it hadn't worked out the way it did.

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"This isn't fair," you frowned, wiping your tears on the sleeve of your hoodie. "This is shit."

Logan chuckled, this sad, half-hiccup, half-sob noise and he sighed. "I fucking love you so much."

You fell into his arms like you'd done so many times before, and you cried against each other for a good hour on his front porch.

"I would give up singing if it meant that we could be together forever," you whispered. Maybe it was silly, and you were only 18, but you knew Logan was your person. He was your everything.

"Don't say that," he cooed, pressing soft kisses to the crown of your head. "I love hearing you sing for me."

"I love singing for you," you looked up and pressed a kiss to his cheek as the taxi rolled up beside his house. He watched as you left, both of you crying as you walked away from the greatest thing you'd ever lost.

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Hattie followed Lily, dragging you behind her as you complained about wanting to dance more. Hattie pulled a little too hard and you fell forward, straight into Logan. 

“Fuck!” you squealed as he grabbed you, keeping you upright. You looked up, only to be met with the eyes of the guy you’d liked since you were 12, and your first boyfriend. “Logan?!”

“Y/n,” he smiled. He didn’t drop his hands and you both just stared at each other for a few seconds. Then the song changed, some 2000’s song he remembered hearing too often as a teenager, and your smile widened. “Follow me Sarge,” you chuckled, pulling him onto the dancefloor. Logan Sargeant was not a dancer by any means. He wasn’t one to take the spotlight either. 

He didn’t complain about it when it meant you had your hands all over him, and he got to put his hands on you. 

You two were 15 when you got together, and you broke up when you two were 18. 3 years was a long time in teenage years, and you were both crushed, but you were going on tour for the first time, and he was always too busy with racing. You two didn’t talk, or see each other, so you called it quits. There was always love there, you’d always love each other, but it just didn’t work.

“How have you been?” you asked as you danced together. “I’m sorry about Williams.”

He shrugged, pulling you closer. “I’m going to indycar, it’s not like my life is over.”

You smirked. “Exactly,” you spun in his arms.

As the night progressed and you two spent some more time together, you fell into an easy flow of conversation. Spending time with Logan always made you feel at-ease. He was your comfort person. You huddled into his side as you stood outside the bar, trying to keep under the awning as the rain poured.

"Not ideal weather for a race, huh?" you smiled, trying to kill the silence that had fallen on you two in recent moments.

Logan sighed. "I guess not."

"Well, you've always excelled in the wet," you winked as you lit a cigarette and he laughed.

You stayed silent for a moment, all too aware of the way he was staring at you.

“You still think about us?”

You weren’t one to beat around the bush, he admired that. 

He chuckled. “Sometimes,” he shrugged. 

Your eyes widened. “Me too! All the time!” You stamped out your cigarette, your voice excited and bright.

He stopped moving, stopped breathing. “Oh yeah?”

How he was keeping it cool was beyond him. He’d wanted you to say that for his entire adult life. 

You nodded slowly, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Still love you.”

He could’ve fainted. Going out tonight was the best idea Oscar had ever had. “Good,” he smiled, his heart beating out of his chest. “‘Cause I still love you too.”

Your smile widened. “So kiss me.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. 

-------------- When he woke up the next morning, he had a pretty bitching hangover, but also your number, so he wasn’t that upset. Last night had been exactly what he needed, you were exactly what he needed. Someone fun, someone free, and someone completely uninterested in racing. Don’t get me wrong, you liked it, and you watched it, but you didn’t give a shit about the championship or how Logan was doing. You loved Logan, not Logan Sargeant, f1 driver. You’d always been like that. Unconditional.

Then he remembered about the kiss outside the bar, because his mom, your mom, Oscar, Oscar's mom, Lily, Hattie, Alex, Lily, and you were all texting him at the same time, as well as hundreds of thousands of messages from every social media platform.

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comments

user89: hey so this is insane.

user62: WHY HER AND NOT ME????

-> user69: have u seen her? THAT'S why.

user38: LOGAN LIKED?????

y/ny/l/n: @ logansargeant rue, when was this?

-> logansargeant: 🤷🤷🤷🤷

-> y/ny/l/n: damn I wanted to do it again 🤷

-> logansargeant: YES PLEASE I LOVE YOU

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-> landonorris: WTAF U TWO MET LAST NIGHT???

-> oscarpiastri: nah they dated throughout their teenage years

-> logansargeant: exactly, lando no-rizz

user45: WTF HOW DID WE NOT KNOW???

user12: power couple fr

user90: what did he do to deserve THE it girl of the century?

-> logansargeant: no idea 🤷

-> y/ny/l/n: big dick and big heart 🤷

-> yourbff: EWWWWW KEEP IT TO YOURSELF

comments:

logansargeant: photo creds?

-> y/ny/l/n: my virginity back?

-> logansargeant: MY virginity back?

-> y/ny/l/n: touché

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Four months on from the bar, you two were still going strong and you were happier than ever. He was doing better mentally, and in races. He'd somehow gotten a Williams up into p6 in quali, and got p5 as a result. When he got out of the car, he ran straight to you and kissed you in front of everyone. It was amazing.

Sadly, Logan's last f1 season finally came to an end in Abu Dhabi, where he fought hard and got his first podium. P2. You'd never been so proud. He stood up there, proving that he wasn't a failure, to himself, and to the world. You'd cried so hard as you watched in the paddock, screaming with joy as he won his first f1 podium.

That night, you two retired to your hotel room, both exhausted.

"You were amazing," you yawned, curling into his chest.

"Well, you're my good luck charm," he chuckled. "You have to be at my first Indycar race-"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," you promised him. Logan meant everything to you. You were everything to him.

comments:

alexalbon: missing you already man 😭😭😭

-> logansargeant: me too 😭

maxverstappen: you're going to go far in Indycar mate 👍

oscarpiastri: missing you brother :(

-> logansargeant: missing you too :(

danielriccardo: onto bigger and better things brother 🫶

logansargeant: god, your so hot. @ y/ny/l/n 🤤

-> y/ny/l/n: so are u 🤤

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Call You Mine - Jenson Button

Song Series - Jenson Edition

Summary: Y/n starts to get nervous that Jenson is losing interest in her when his schedule picks up. But makes sure to remind her just how much he has loved her ever since the beginning.

Themes: age gap, relationship insecurities

No part 2 requests please

Dating Jenson Button is really the childhood dream come to life, not that she's ever said that because an age gap is already frowned upon between them. But she's in her mid 20s. Not her mid teens, as much as people like to treat her like she is.

But due to the fact that Jenson is only a driver in the WEC which is not nearly as demanding as F1, he still takes on commentating on Sky for the F1 weekends and he's taking part in quite a few.

Meaning y/n is staying at home because Jenson prefers their relationship to remain pretty private.

"I just miss him." Y/n sighs as she walks around the house barefoot and in fact half naked. After all she's in no risk of someone walking in.

"When did you last talked to him?"

"On text? Earlier today. On call? A couple days ago...I don't want to call in case he's busy and seem like I'm clingy." Y/n mumbles hating to sound so pathetic about her own relationship, but everyone has that insecurity when it comes to thinking their partner is out of their league.

"Y/n...you are my daughter, and I don't appreciate you acting like you don't deserve a man. I don't care who he is." Y/m/n states through the phone in that motherly tone of "don't insult me by insulting my child...even if you are said child". "I bet he thinks something is wrong and he is wanting to call and talk to you as we speak. Men are nearly as confident and secure as they seem."

"You've met Jenson before, mum. He's hardly the type to feel worried about a relationship. He could have anyone."

"He has you, y/n. He wants you and he wouldn't drag you along if you were there to have you time wasted. I believe he's better than that."

Y/n doesn't hold quite the same confidence. Not because she thinks Jenson is a bad man and lacks loyalty, she just worries there's better out there for him to choose from. Someone who better fits his lifestyle.

"You're overthinking, honey. I'm going to end this call and I want you to message him and ask to call when he has the time. I'm certain he will make time for you as soon as he sees that you want to talk." Y/m/n states earning a small hum. "Actually send him the message while I'm on the phone."

Having a mum who is so pushy is the exact motivation for not wanting to be that way. As much as she loves the woman, she's also been a witness to how many headaches her dad gets as a result of his wife. Though he respectfully endures them out of love, y/n still doesn't want to cause the same headaches for Jenson.

Y/n does as she's told and sends a message to Jenson trying to politely ask when he might be free to call.

Almost immediately he's calling and she has to rush a goodbye to her mum to answer before swallowing as she hits the green button.

"Hello, baby." Jenson greets brightly making her melt a little because she has really missed his voice.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be so quick." Y/n laughs lightly then sighing. "I would've called you rather than messaging if I knew you were free."

Now Jenson might not be there, but he is the best at reading y/n. In the 8 months of them dating, he's managed to learn everything about y/n with ease. Especially since she wears her heart on her sleeve.

"Is everything ok? You sound like you're nervous."

"No. It's nothing. I'm just...missing you." Y/n states then wincing when he seems to fall silent. "Jenson?"

"If you miss me. How about I get you a ticket over here?" Jenson offers making her swallow.

"I don't want to get in the way and I know you prefer us to-"

"Y/n, if you miss me then why would you not come here. I miss you too. I always miss you when I go away, but I've always thought you didn't want to come with me-and I do enjoy our privacy, but that doesn't mean that I don't want you here." Jenson comments then moving around. "I'll get you a ticket, stay on the phone and start packing up. Enough for a couple weeks since it's triple header than I'm here for."

"Really?" Y/n mumbles still feeling that she's pushed him into this.

"Of course. I can't wait to see you, baby." Jenson comments with no hint of doubt or lies in his tone. "Hotels aren't really anything like home with you, but I think it'll definitely be massively improved with you here."

Y/n does feel her mood perk up massively as she keeps talking to him, listening to him talking about the weekend and what he's been doing. Then he insists on hearing about her much more mundane activities. But the fact he wants to hear at all makes her feel better.

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Jenson is in the paddock when y/n arrives and she heads straight there, sending her luggage to the hotel while she rushes to see her boyfriend.

And when she gets there, she sees him doing some pre-recording for the show and the moment he sees her he stands up a little taller smiling slightly as he does so.

But as soon as they're done, he hands his mic off and moves towards her, picking her up in a hug as he catches her in a kiss that she admittedly wasn't really expecting.

"Hello." Jenson smiles making her smile back at him with the type of smile that, unbeknownst to her, makes him melt a little. "Did you come straight from the airport?"

"I wanted to see you." Y/n shrugs earning a small nod.

"We're almost done for the day anyway, we'll wrap up and then get to dinner-"

"Can we just get room service?" Y/n asks making him lean back a little then cupping her face and rubbing her cheek for a moment since she usually is the first to jump at a meal in a restaurant. Jenson always takes her to the best ones her can find and they've got a bit of a game of trying something that is the last thing they'd usually order and seeing how good it is.

Often Jenson orders the nicer meal and swaps it out for her to eat it instead. It's a small thing but he likes doing it.

"Yeah, we can get room service instead. Feeling a bit tired?" Jenson smiles making her nod a little since it is true. "If you want to find a spot to sit and wait, we've got one more thing to record then I'll grab you and we can head out."

"Ok." Y/n mumbles softly before he leans down kissing her.

"I won't be long."

And then he's off as one of the production assistant urgently gestures for him to take the mic and disappear.

Y/n bites her lip a little as she finds a spot to sit down in and gently hugs herself always feels maybe a little out of place when it comes to being there while Jenson is working. He's been to races that he didn't commentate and was just there playing his role for Williams.

But eventually Sky wraps up for the day and Jenson moves over to y/n taking hold of her hand to guide her out of there.

They get to the hotel by which point Jenson has easily clocked onto the fact there's something off with y/n.

"Y/n." Jenson states softly as he watches her rummage through her luggage for something to wear for bed. As much as he'd rather she not wear anything. "What's wrong?"

"Nothings-"

"Don't lie." Jenson sighs sitting on the edge of the bed and holding out his hand in gesture for her to come over. "Baby, I can see there's something wrong. I can't make it better if I don't know what it is."

"I've just...been overthinking." Y/n mumbles earning a frown as she finally moves over taking his hand and standing between his legs before he shifts back and pulls her over his lap to straddle.

"Overthinking about what?"

"It's going to sound pathetic." Y/n groans watching Jenson do that boyish smirk that so many women have melted at.

"If it sounds pathetic then it sounds like you should tell me and I'll be the judge of it."

"Just...if you weren't interested in me anymore. You'd tell right?" Y/n sighs feeling Jenson's hold on her waist grip onto her tightly.

"Do you think I'm not interested anymore?"

"I told you it sounds-"

"No. No. If that's what you're worrying about then we need to talk about it and make sure things are all clear." Jenson states always managing to keep a level head about it because even in the months of them dating, y/n hasn't ever really been the rational one between them. "So lets go from the beginning."

Y/n sighs looking at the older man before she decides to just explain everything. How being away from him she worries about him losing interest and maybe finding someone else, or even just deciding that y/n isn't right for him because she doesn't fit in with his life. Insecurities really surface and she hates just how pathetic it all sounds saying it out loud to him.

For some reason it was much easier to talk to her mum about it than confronting Jenson with her thoughts.

"You know when I met you I really thought you'd never turn your head twice at me. Then we spent more time together and we had a couple dates, and you really wiped my doubts out the water." Jenson states then kissing her softly. "Do you remember what I asked you?"

Y/n can't help the smile quirking her lips as she looks at him with shining eyes.

"You asked me what I was doing for the rest of my life."

"And you said you didn't even know what you were doing that night...but you told me that I could make plans for us." Jenson recalls then tilting his head. "Y/n, the fact you've been worrying like you have is because I've not been as good to you as I wanted to be. I'm sorry for that."

"No, you don't need to be sorry." Y/n insists shaking her head quickly because she genuinely didn't say all this looking for an apology. "I love you and I just always want to be with you because of that, which is pathetically needy and clearly I need to stop being so pathetic but...I just can't help it."

"I'd rather you be like this than be distant and tell me how you're feeling than hide it from me to save me from hearing I'm not doing a decent job." Jenson assures her before he flops back and pulls her with him. "I've never regretted calling you mine but I will regret if I am stupid enough to to let the day come that I lose you."

Y/n actually feels a lump form in her throat at his words smiling at him before she sighs softly and smiles then leaning her chin atop her hands on his chest.

"You'll argue, but keep saying things like that and you'll have to be wiping tears away because I definitely don't deserve someone who says things as sweet as that." Y/n mumbles feeling Jenson's hands hug her tightly.

"You deserve everything I can say and give to you." Jenson states softly wanting her to understand that she is of much higher value to him than she gives herself credit. "I love you and I'm going to start pulling you around everywhere so you realise how much I do actually prefer having you here with me all the time."

"I do like being here. Even if I'm just watching you most of the time." Y/n mumbles before she swallows thickly. "I love you too. Especially when you tolerate me being pathetically insecure."

"I wouldn't have you any other way." Jenson assures her then kissing her. "Now, you wanted to get room service. So let's get you fed because I'm hungry for more than just food and I'm not letting you do what I have planned on an empty stomach."

"Jenson." Y/n laughs then shaking her head as she sits up again. "You're terrible."

"You enjoy it too so what does that make you."

"Just as bad probably."