star treatment (~10k, rated e)
“I think I need you to kiss me,” Shane bursts out and closes his eyes in defeat. Pre-race psychosis, it is, Ilya thinks. Definitely heatstroke in Austria at the last race weekend. It’s either that or Ilya has trouble hearing. Rising star Shane Hollander asks him for a kiss. He closed the door for this. Or, he is really trying to get under Ilya’s skin.
or: Shane races for Williams, Ilya races for Toro Rosso. And rivals are not supposed to help each other out, right?
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