#f1 x reader

[tortonellis]

5 STAR || OSCAR PIASTRI

𐙚⋆.˚ — Oscar piastri x baker!reader

𐙚⋆.˚- sypnosis: Oscar piastri is famously known for dating a talented baker. However, it’s not just him on the grid who loves their baking.

𐙚⋆.˚- based on this request! Hope you like it as much as I liked to write it. 𐙚⋆.˚ ⚠️- fluff

Yourusername :

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yourusername: another race weekend down for osc, so proud of him. 🧡 p2!! @ oscarpiastri

user1: omg baking y/n mentioned in the race post

user2: ikkk he’s eating good

oscarpiastri: 🏎️❤️❤️. ❤️ by creator

Landonorris: I wishhhh someone would bake for my birthday👀👀👀

landonorris: yoohoo…🎤🎤 oscarpiastri: 😐 yourusername: maybe if you behave on the track 😅 landonorris: fairs

McLaren: our boy!!! thank you for the treats y/n, team appreciates your wonderful work and is hoping for more 🧡

yourusername: of course! landonorris: YOU GAVE THE TEAM TREATS AND NOT ME?? ❤️ by creator

user23: bye id be mad if i was lando her food looks so good 🤤🤤

yourusername’s story:

caption: time with family @ oscarpiastri ❤️

Replies:

Hattiepiastri: Such good eats 🥹🥹

ediepiastri: I LOVE YOU

Oscarpiastri: ❤️

oscarpiastri:

Liked by: yourusername, f1, Hattiepiastri, 1.2 million other oscarpiastri always good to be home.

user: gosh the concept of y/n baking for the piastri residence..

charles_leclerc: enjoy the lemon meringue?

Oscarpiastri: a lot

McLaren: 🧡🧡 ❤️ by creator

Yourusername: thanks for stirring the batter, my little worker bee 💋

oscarpiastri: 🐝❤️

User: rare none related f1 post AND it’s aesthetic?? Ok Oscar

User2: no I’m sayingg is this the gf effect in real time??

f1gossip:

f1gossip: in preperation Charles and Alexandra’s wedding, Alexander posted wedding cake flavor tests.. and TAGGED y/n l/n. A talented baker well known for her relationship with fellow driver Oscar piastri. could y/n be the designated baker for the wedding?? That’d be soo cute.

user3: holy shit??? Ik most wag’s get along but this is so sweet

user4: idk this is lowkey weird, Oscar and y/n are probably gonna break up so it’s like.. why would Alexandra get her involved.. she’s not even like a good wag

user52: bye ur sooo dumb. “Good wag” is so stupid get a life”

alexandramalenaleclerc:

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alexandramalenaleclerc: pt 2. A day I’ll never forget, with you forever ❤️ @ charles_leclerc

Ferrari: congrats!! Our favorite ❤️🏎️

User3: omg I could cry I love them

Yourusername: most beautiful bride🥹 all congratulations too you ml❤️

alexandramalenaleclerc: oh y/n thank you so much for being such a big part of this special day ❤️ Yourusername: always 💋

User32: BROOO I KNEW Y/N MADE THE DAMN CAKE. ALSO ILY CONGRATS OMG

USER21: this is so sweet.. like not even just the fact y/n is THAT good of a baker but the trust they have omg

story replies:

oscarpiastri: oh god

mercedesamgf1: what about us? 🥹

Lando: not enough papaya ✌️

yourusername: mission accomplished 🫡

f1: other teams would love this hospitality!!

Yourusername: already on it 🤫🤫 oscarpiastri: ??

story replies:

oscarpiastri: how did they even??

kimi.antonelli: sergis gonna kill me, anyway thanks y/n 🐐

yourusername: 💙💙

yourusername: your always welcome ollie ❤️

kimi.antonelli: and kimi!

yourusername: and kimi!!

oscarpiastri: ??? Are you adopting them

olliebearman: yup

yourusername: yup

kimi.antonelli: 😎👍

arvid.lindblad: where’s the Red Bull love?

yourusername:

Liked by: kimi.atonelli, olliebearman, oscarpiastri 230k others

yourusername: another season down. I couldn’t be more proud of Oscar. But.. with that done, I have more time with my little worker bee!!. 🐝❤️ @ oscarpiastri

user21: the concept of ollie and kimi liking the post quick asl😭

olliebearman: we were staring at the goodies getting sad we couldn’t get them

lando: come visit!! Or ship snack idec fr ❤️ by creator

f1: we’ll miss you!! And Oscar… Make sure to bring some snacks to hospitality 🏎️

oscarpiatri: ouch McLaren: we love you Oscar ! user81: sure you do..😭 ❤️ by creator.

alexandramalenaleclerc: can’t wait to see you next season! Love you so much ❤️

Yourusername: ❤️💍

Mercedesamgf1: we’re still asking you make us some themed goods 👀👀

Yourusername: are kimi and George asking too? kimi.antonelli: yes! georgerussell63: me and carmen yourusername: consider it done!

oscarpiastri: 🐝🎂 ❤️ by creator.

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[moonlightproblems]

Hi!! Can i request Charles Leclerc and Ferrari media!yn being fluffy yet chaotic (Charles being chaotic and yn getting ragged bcs of him). I'll leave it up to you if there's romance or not and the ending thank youu!!!🙏🙏

Lights, Camera, Leclerc

Charles Leclerc x Girlfriend!reader

Synopsis: Charles turns a simple Ferrari media shoot into chaotic flirting and soft confessions, leaving you struggling to stay professional while he makes it very clear he’s hopelessly in love.

Moonlight Radio: posted early for our Silverstone winner! - hope u like it!

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ʙᴇ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴇᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ ɪꜱ ʙɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ♡

The lights in the Ferrari media room were too bright, too warm, too Charles, which meant they were already slightly chaotic. You’d spent the last twenty minutes adjusting them while he sat on the little red stool meant for driver interviews, swinging his legs like a child waiting for dessert.

“Are you ready?” you asked, tapping your tablet and pretending you weren’t already smiling.

Charles grinned, dimples out in full force. “I am always ready for you,” he said, which was not helpful, not professional, and absolutely the reason your entire team teased you.

You rolled your eyes. “For the media shoot, Charles.”

“Yes, yes. That too.”

You tried to hide your laugh behind the tablet. Failed.

He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, eyes bright. “What are we filming today, mon amour?”

“Season content,” you said, checking the shot framing. “Quick‑fire questions. Fun stuff. Try not to be… you know.” You gestured vaguely at him.

“Chaotic?” he offered.

“Uncontrollable.”

“Handsome?”

“Charles.”

He laughed, head tipping back, curls bouncing. You hated how much you loved him like this-soft, unguarded, entirely yours.

You hit record.

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Segment One: Quick‑fire Questions

“Favourite track?” you asked.

“Monaco,” he said instantly.

“Charles, you always say Monaco.”

“It is my home.”

“You also say it’s stressful.”

“It is my stressful home.”

You snorted. “Fine. Favourite teammate?”

He blinked. “You’re trying to get me in trouble.”

“Answer the question.”

He leaned closer to the camera, whispering loudly, “Carlos, because he brings me coffee.”

You raised a brow. “Not because he’s fast? Or smart? Or-”

“No. Coffee.”

You shook your head, laughing. “Okay. Favourite part of being a Ferrari driver?”

He didn’t hesitate. “You.”

You froze. “Charles, that’s not-”

“It is true,” he said, shrugging. “You are the best part.”

You lowered the tablet, cheeks warm. “You can’t say things like that on camera.”

“Then cut it out.”

“I’m not cutting it out.”

He smirked. “So you like when I say it.”

You glared. He winked. The camera kept rolling.

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Segment Two: Silly Questions

“Okay,” you said, clearing your throat. “Next: If you weren’t a driver, what job would you have?”

He thought for a moment. “I would be a singer.”

You blinked. “A singer?”

“Yes.”

“You can’t sing.”

He gasped dramatically. “You have never heard me sing.”

“I have. In the shower.”

“That was warm‑up.”

“For what? A cat fight?”

He pointed at you. “I am offended.”

You grinned. “Next question: If you were a dessert, what dessert would you be?”

“A croissant.”

“That’s not a dessert.”

“It is if you eat it after dinner.”

You sighed. “Charles.”

He shrugged. “Fine. Tiramisu.”

“That’s actually a good answer.”

“I am full of good answers.”

“No, you’re full of something.”

He laughed so hard he nearly fell off the stool.

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Segment Three: Relationship Edition

You hesitated before the next set. These weren’t official questions-they were yours. For fun. For him. For the way he looked at you like you hung the moon.

“Okay,” you said softly. “Last section.”

He straightened, sensing the shift. “I am ready.”

“What’s your favourite thing we do together?”

He smiled, slow and warm. “When we cook. Even though you do not let me touch the knives.”

“You cut yourself every time.”

“I am passionate.”

“You are clumsy.”

He grinned. “But you kiss it better.”

Your heart flipped. “Next: What’s something you love about me?”

He didn’t even blink. “Everything.”

“Charles.”

“I am serious,” he said, voice gentler now. “I love how you take care of everyone. How you take care of me. How you make this job feel like home.”

You swallowed. “You’re going to make me cry on camera.”

“Then come here,” he said, patting his knee.

“Charles, we’re filming.”

“I don’t care.”

You sighed, stepping closer. He reached out, tugging you between his legs, hands warm on your waist. The camera was still rolling, but he didn’t look at it. He looked at you.

“You make me better,” he murmured. “On track, off track, everywhere.”

You brushed his curls back. “You’re impossible.”

“I am in love.”

Your breath caught. “I know.”

He smiled, soft and devastating. “Ask me another.”

“Okay,” you whispered. “What’s something you want us to do this year?”

He thought for a moment, then said, “Take a holiday. Somewhere quiet. No cameras. No media. Just you and me.”

You laughed. “You’re literally filming a media video right now.”

“Yes, but this is different. This is you.”

You leaned down and kissed him—quick, soft, barely there. His hands tightened on your waist.

“That’s going in the bloopers,” you said.

“I hope so.”

—

Segment Four: Chaos

“Last question,” you said, stepping back. “What’s one thing you want the fans to know?”

He brightened. “That Ferrari is working very hard. That we are motivated. That we will fight.”

You smiled. “That’s actually perfect.”

“And also,” he added, “that my girlfriend is the best media boss in the world.”

“Charles.”

“It is true.”

You shook your head, stopping the recording. “You’re impossible.”

He hopped off the stool, wrapping his arms around you from behind. “But you love me.”

“Unfortunately.”

He laughed into your shoulder. “Can we watch the video?”

“No.”

“Please.”

“No.”

He kissed your cheek. “Please.”

You sighed. “Fine.”

He cheered like he’d won a Grand Prix.

—

After Filming

You sat together on the little sofa, his head on your shoulder, your tablet in your lap. Every time he said something ridiculous, he squeezed your thigh. Every time you laughed, he kissed your temple.

When the video ended, he looked up at you.

“You know,” he said softly, “I like filming with you.”

“You like flirting with me on camera.”

“That too.”

You nudged him. “You’re a menace.”

He grinned. “But I am your menace.”

You kissed him again-slow this time, lingering. He melted into it, hands cupping your face like you were the only thing that mattered.

And maybe, in that moment, you were.

ᴘᴀᴛʀᴇᴏɴ: ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱ, ᴇxᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇꜱ, ᴇxᴄʟᴜꜱɪᴠᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ: ʀᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴀ ᴀᴜ’ꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ ᴀᴜ’ꜱ - ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘʀɪᴏʀɪᴛʏ ʀᴇϙᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ

ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ - ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ.

ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅ, ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛɪɴɢ.

[sainzzreputaticn]

work for it ― cl16

pairings: charles leclerc x ex!reader

summary: charles leclerc is in love you, and you love him too but for some reason it just isn’t working out, so you drift apart and break up. except charles is sooo in love he will do anything now to win you back

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yourusername life is only once so live it!

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user1 oh they have sooooo broken up!! and honestly idk how to feel about this

user2 literally same though… like i’m sad they broke up but they must have had their reasons ykwim

kikagomes girl i love you and guess who else does too?

yourusername nope no absolutely not! and kika i love you too so please let’s not talk about him

kikagomes this isn’t about him, i promise.. i just want to know if you’re happy and doing well?

yourusername i’m doing aa good as can be expected in my situation as for happy i don’t really know how to answer that

kikagomes that’s understandable hon! take care and remember if you need anything i’m here for you always

user3 oh yn you’re so dear to me! like she’s so it girl coded i love her aesthetic so muchh

user4 rightttttt like everyone is talking about her and charles but can we please talk about her makeup collection

charlotte2304 hey hon, hope you’re doing alright. just wanted to check in on you

yourusername i’m doing good char! thank you for checking in with me i really appreciate your support right now

charlotte2304 well i do still care about you, we were suppposed to sisters in law after all, and i think we still can be if you two just try

yourusername i can’t talk about this right now and trust me when i say i would like nothing more than to work it out but idk how to

charlotte2304 just take your time but talk it out, you two are meant to be

user5 lol i thought charles cheated on her the way she moved a whole continent to get away from him

user6 sometimes emotional problems are a lot tougher than anything else and we should not be speculating anything

user7 exactly! their relationship, their business!

arthur_leclerc so LA huh?

yourusername yepp! it’s a little different but sometimes a change of environment is good

arthur_leclerc that’s nice! but you know we miss you right? and that by “we” i mean a very specific very certain someone

yourusername oh come on not you too!

arthur_leclerc you two were literally couple goals if anyone can work things out it’s you guys

yourusername idk what to say art… but thanks it means a lot that you still care

user8 rooting for them to get back together so bad!!

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charles_leclerc actions speak louder than words right?

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user1 oh oH OH! he really is thra bitch because wdym he went to LA just to try and win her back omggg

user2 dude this is like the most rom-com coded thing i’ve ever seen and like this is so so sweet i hope she takes him back yk

pierregasly you madman you actually did it! ykw i’m happy you did this i wanted you to do this just don’t fuck it up

charles_leclerc why you say that? why do you think i’ll mess up?

pierregasly because you’re in this situation because you messed things up in the first place

charles_leclerc come on that is not fair

pierregasly kind of is charles, you gotta accept it man

user3 not pierre clocking charles’ shit! their convo is genuinely sending me

user4 it’s lowkey funny but i also feel so bad for yn and charles because they were sooo in love and then something just tore them apart

user5 i just hope they sort things out and both end up happy yk

arthur_leclerc don’t fuck this up! she still love you don’t make her hate you

charles_leclerc i won’t fuck this up?? why does everybody keep saying that

arthur_leclerc idk we just like yn more than we like you and you guys are good together

charles_leclerc oh.. thanks then i guess

arthur_leclerc damn right you’re thankful! bring back my future sister in law

charles_leclerc yeah… yeah i will

user6 arthur being yn ans charles’ biggest supporter is so dear to me! he loves them both so much it’s just the sweetest

user7 he was the one that got them together in the first place so he’s super involved in wanting to get them back together

carlossainz55 this this is good! big gestures are always the way to go

charles_leclerc i’ll do anything to make it up to her i just hope she’ll talk to me when she sees me she was pretty mad the last time we spoke

carlossainz55 hey, she still loves you yeah? she’ll talk to you i know it

charles_leclerc i just hope you’re right. i really love her a lot and there’s nothing i want more than her forgiveness

carlossainz55 i believe in you charles

user8 all the guys supporting him in his big gesture apology is so sweet

user9 they all love yn and charles as a couple whick so do i

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yourusername you’re not ben barry, i’m not andie anderson this isn’t a 2000s rom com

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user1 the second slide i’m dying! like it’s so mean but where’s the lie yk

user2 she called charles out point blank! and honestly i’m loving it

user3 yn really is the it girl of the fucking century and this post proves idc what anyone else says but that’s my queen

kikagomes wow you really went all out with this post huh? honestly you ate with this

yourusername why thank you! just felt right with the whole situation yk

kikagomes don’t doubt it! also btw he’s still in your likes

yourusername well i may or may not have blocked him on whatsapp and imessage…

kikagomes no way! he came all the way to LA for you and you blocked him?!?!

yourusername he has to try a lot harder than that to have me back

kikagomes ykw fair enough

user4 okay but can we please talk about the caption? because the How to lose a guy in 10 days reference is literal gold!

user5 than AND a taylor reference all in one is the bestest thing everrr

charles_leclerc no lie in that second photo! i’m still very much in live with you and don’t want to be your ex anymore

yourusername charles don’t please i mean it

charles_leclerc i didn’t mean what i said back there okay? you’re the moat important thing in my life

charles_leclerc just please give me another chance amor just talk to me

charles_leclerc i’ll do anythibg to fix things between us just unblock me please

yourusername maybe….

user6 oh oh oh! charles is down bad and begging for his woman back and i’m enjoying this to my fullest

user7 he’s yearning on main for a person that isn’t max or carlos oh how the times have changed bro

user8 charles is just so pathetically into her and she’s making him work for it

charlotte2304 loving the outfit girl!!

yourusername thankssss!!!

charlotte2304 so have you given any thoughts to the situation?

yourusername might unblock him later tonight!

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charles_leclerc maybe i am benjamin barry 💐

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arthur_leclerc corny ahh caption

charles_leclerc i looked at my phone, my emails, the ceiling, under the bed and i still couldn’t find who asked

arthur_leclerc what are you in middle school? that was such an immature reply

charles_leclerc hey at least unlike someone i’m not single

arthur_leclerc at least unlike someone i’m not an old man who lies about my height!

charles_leclerc i do not lie about my height! and i’m not old either

user1 wait a damn minute! did charles just say that he isn’t single anymore? does it mean what i think it means?

user2 well considering yn’s last caption and this caption i think they’re back together

pierregasly oh look who finally got the courage and got his girl back

charles_leclerc wasn’t as easy as you said it would be calamari

pierregasly i never said it would be easy i just said that she loves you and you love her and you’ll both work it out

charles_leclerc i wanna call you annoying but fortunately for you, you were right

user3 charles and pierre interaction are always so fucking hilarious

user4 their just one of the best platonic friendships on the grid and i love them

user5 kika ans pierre were working overtime to fix whatever was going on between yn and charles and you gotta respect them for thar

pierregasly finally recognition for my work!

carlossainz55 does it count as soft launching if the girl was already your girlfriend?

charles_leclerc i wasn’t trying to soft launch i was just creating suspense

carlossainz55 suspense? charles that whole world knows you’re trying to win yn back

charles_leclerc stilll

carlossainz55 right! i missed you guys being together though so i’m happy for you

user6 carlos saying he’s happy for them is so cute! he gets ro be their third wheel again

user7 bsfr yn was the real third wheel

yourusername 💋

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yourusername and maybe i am andie anderson 💕

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user1 hottest girl ever!!! like sometimes i don’t if i wanna be her or be with her

user2 no literally how is it fair that charles has all this AND carlos sainz and max verstappen

kikagomes oh i’m loving this so damn much you have no idea babes

yourusername hehe i just liked being extra and dramatic, i think it’s the LA air tbh

kikagomes you were alwaya dramatic honey, LA just brought that out of you

yourusername amen to that sis! i’m loving it here esp now that i’m andie anderson ykwim

kikagomes ah yes! your own rom com moment! so happy you guys fixed it

yourusername thank youuu 💗

user3 the captions are everything to me! i’m living for yn’s wonderful references

user4 i love how these captions started as a “not getting back together” thing but ended up being a “we’re together now” thing it’s sooooo cute

user5 they’re just the cutest couple ever i swear!! i’m so happy that they got back together

pierregasly look who’s finally andie anderson now

yourusername stfu tripod

pierregasly i didn’t ever say anything

yourusername didn’t you though?

pierregasly why do you hate me?

yourusername i don’t hate you pierre, you just annoy me :)

user6 im crine her and pierre are so sibling coded lol

arthur_leclerc oh thank god!! he finally came to his senses

yourusername yes he did! thankfully yk since he can be a little not so smart sometimes

arthur_leclerc i’m glad he did! we definitely like you more thank we like him

yourusername aww 💕

charles_leclerc that’s so mean

user7 the leclerc family, ladies and gentlemen!

charles_leclerc looking gorgeous as always mon amour!

yourusername thank you baby

charles_leclerc i love you

yourusername i love you too

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charles_leclerc to spending forever together

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user1 HOLY FUCKING SHIT! that crazy man actually did it he asked her to marry hom

user2 and she said yes too!! they really gor back together and decided to get engaged three months later and honestly i love that for them

yourusername the easiest yes ever!! couldn’t imagine spending my life with anyone else

charles_leclerc thank you for agreeing to make me the happiest man on the planet

yourusername i’m glad we made it work and chose each other

charles_leclerc i’ll always choose you mon amour, always no matter what

yourusername husband material fr 💗 ily

user3 stawpppp i’m so happy my close and personal friends yn and charles are getting married

user4 they’re genuinely going to have the prettiest wedding ceremong ever i’m soo happy for them eeeee

arthur_leclerc congratulations you guys!! i’m so happy that yn is finally my sister in law

yourusername aww!! i’m happy to have you as my brother in law too

arthur_leclerc though i’m gonna feel single ad now

user5 arthur i could change that i swear just one chance

user6 stfu!! i just yelled so loudly rn my boyfriend got concerned about it lol

carlossainz55 yesssssss!!!

yourusername lol that’s what i said when he asked me

carlossainz55 glad you did! dealing with a heartbroken charles is not the weak

charles_leclerc don’t expose me

yourusername dw baby i’ll still love you💗

user7 ahhhhh my parentsssss

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[jadeittic]

i feel like li!oscar and his girl would be so brinity coded

OH MY GOD yes. love island!oscar's persona leads itself really well to that kind of slow build romance.

instead of walking in and declaring that "she's my type on paper," he'd probably be curious but reserved. he'd spend his time just talking to her.

everyone in the villa would be looking for chemistry, have they even kissed?

meanwhile oscar knows how she takes her smoothies, notices when she's quieter than usual, remembers a random fact she told him days ago, and naturally gravitates toward sitting beside her every morning.

they'd also have that same "besties first" energy, in a way that they're genuinely each other's favorite person in the villa before it even hits them that they're a couple.

every day they're a little closer than they were the day before, until one day someone points out that "they act like they've been together for years."

that slow build of trust, comfort, and inside jokes is perfectly love island!osc and his girl.

they end up being the kind of couple the audience roots for because nothing about it feels forced. it just grows naturally until it's the strongest relationship in the villa.

[theemporium]

hello!! for the summer soirees could i please request from the fluff prompt list n.7 with oscar piastri?

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

7. "I could stare at you forever" "Creep"

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Oscar had no regrets in his life, not when it came to his job. 

Ever since he was a little boy, he knew a part of him yearned to be behind a wheel in a way that would stress his mother out, in a way that most kids grow out of after a few years. But that was never him. It took three car-themed birthday parties in a row and an obsession with car books before his parents realised that this phase was never a phase, but a goal for him. 

Oscar Piastri always knew he was born to be behind a wheel, to race at speeds that most people cannot fathom, to feel the rush of winning as he crossed the line. And he was living that dream, driving in Formula One as one of the best drivers in the world. 

He didn’t regret any of the choices that led him to this life, not at all. But sometimes—just sometimes—there was an inkling of a feeling, something akin to regret and guilt that whispered in the back of his mind on days like this. 

Days where he wasn’t waking up at the crack of dawn for training, days where he wasn’t hustling out of an undistinguishable hotel room to head to the paddock, days where he wasn’t able to wake up next to you.

The sun was barely peeking over the horizon and his alarm wasn’t set to go off for at least another hour or so (not that he would do much more than snooze it). But Oscar’s body had woken him up anyways, still trying to settle into a normal schedule after a killer triple header that left him exhausted in a way he didn’t know was possible until he joined Formula One. 

So now, he was laying in bed, hair messy and eyes still blinking away the hours of sleep as he helplessly stared at the sight of you next to him, curled under the duvet and hugging your pillow close to you. It was the single sight in this world that made Oscar regret not having a normal job where he could wake up like this every single day.

“You’re staring.” 

Oscar blinked, for a moment thinking he had hallucinated your voice. “M’not.”

“You are,” you responded, cheek still squished against the pillow and your eyes still glued shut. “I can feel it.”

“You cannot.” 

“I so can. I have a sixth sense for it.” 

“Well,” Oscar started before realising he didn’t have much of a defence. He was staring. It wasn’t the first time and it would not be the last. “I could just stare at you forever.”

“Creep,” you muttered back but you were finally blinking your eyes open and smiling at him, so Oscar really couldn’t be that mad.

“Morning,” he murmured, soft and sweet and a little raspy in the way it always was in the mornings. 

“What time is it?” You grumbled, letting out a loud yawn that had his heart clenching in his chest. “You’re up before the sun, creep.” 

“Really enjoying this new term of endearment,” he commented dryly, just to watch the way your lips twitched upwards in a smirk.

“It suits you.” 

“It makes me seem…” 

“Creepy?” You supplied joyfully.

Oscar rolled his eyes.

“You’re a very lovable creep,” you insisted, grinning at the blank look he shot you. “The most lovable in all the land.” 

“I prefer you when you’re asleep,” he grumbled, snickering a little when you jabbed him in the ribs. “Ouch. Tough crowd.” 

“Come back to sleep with me,” you murmured, shuffling closer until you could throw one leg over his and tuck yourself into his side.

“M’too wide awake now,” he retorted but didn’t argue as he pulled you closer. 

“Shhh, just try to sleep, creep,” you mumbled sleepily, nuzzling your cheek against his chest as you wound your arm around his torso. “Trust me. Much better than staring.” 

“Debatable.”

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[marriedtofiction]

Silver Tears - KA12 x Reader

Pairing: Kimi Antonelli x Reader

Summary: After a heartbreaking race at Silverstone, y/n comforts Kimi.

Word Count: 2.2k

Warning: None

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Kimi was flying, hunting down Charles with 3.8 seconds left between them. Verstappen, Russell and Hamilton were battling it out behind Kimi. All overtaking each other in a repetitive dance.

The race was almost over, increasingly becoming more intense by the second.

Kimi almost had 1st place; he was so close. The seconds closing as the race neared the end.

I was standing in the Mercedes garage, watching the monitors with a headset of my own. I cheered for my boyfriend in my head, praying he would win the race.

Having such a successful weekend for sure guaranteed him the podium, but in the world of F1 it wasn’t over till it was over.

Kimi had closed the gap between him and Charles, his voice filling my head alerting his engineers that something was wrong.

They asked Kimi to pit, causing him to lose his place in the race.

I watched as Kimi pulled in the pit lane, the team scrambling to replace his front wing.

I hoped that solved the problem. Kimi was so close to another podium.

He peeled out of the lane, tyres screeching as he rejoined the race.

Halfway through the next lap I heard him again, more issues. He had no control turning.  

I groaned in frustration for him. This is not what he needed this close to the checkered flag.

I turned around to find Toto locked into focus on his computer. I watched him make the call again to pit Kimi. A replay showing live damage to the wheel shield.

A piece that had looked so harmless was causing havoc on his standing.

He pitted again, a pit crew ripping off the mangled piece of his car, blocking him from turning properly.

He once again joined the race. Quickly alerting the team that he still had no control. He dropped multiple places in the matter of minutes. My heart starting to ache at Kimi’s loss.

I watched the live feed, as he struggled to turn the car, it was very evident even from a screen.

“There’s something deeper. I have no front; the wheel is in the air.” He reported once again.

“Okay, Kimi, let’s box the car.” His engineer replied

“No, I can keep going, I can keep trying.” His breath shaky. Trying as hard as he could to stay in the race.

“I can try to get the point.” He stated even shakier now. The radio message ended.

An alert popped up at the top of the feed next showing an investigation for track limits for Antonelli.

I shook my head in utter disbelief, everyone was watching how hard he was trying. He continued to fall back on the grid, clearly not gaining an advantage to crossing the white line.

His team alerted him of the penalty once it was decided he would get -5 seconds.

His voice shuttering as he rambled through the radio, declaring the investigation as a joke.

My heart shattered at his tone, one moment away from breaking down into tears. I would have given anything in this moment to run out there, stopping the race to take him in my arms.

I watched barely paying attention to the winner as my head was wrapped around Kimi’s broken spirit. In a few minutes I would be able to hold him, letting him cry in private without the scrutiny of the media.

The feed showed him, car parked with the others, sitting in his car, visor down and hands shoved into his helmet.

Oh Kimi...

My hand met my heart as it broke for him. It cut to the winners and back again when he was forced to weigh in. His battered figure, visor still down.

He quickly walked away, retreating to the back of the paddock. I took off my headphones, grabbing his hat that was sitting next to me on the table.

I caught the faint “we love you Kimi.” A fan had screamed when he walked past the stands.

I pushed past his team and the guests standing in the back, my head was turning on a swivel searching for him.

A second later I saw him, my heart strings pulling seeing him in person. His spirit looked completely broken, shoulders dropped. A Mercedes member guided him as I threw myself into him, taking him in a tight embrace.

I heard a little whimper, knowing he had probably been crying before the car was even parked.

His arms were firm around me. Holding me to the brink of not being able to breathe. I said nothing, I knew he needed this.

I turned my heads towards the Mercedes guide mouthing a thank you to let them know I had him from here.

I let him have a moment, squeezing me to death.

“Let’s go to your drivers room, okay?” I leaned down to try to get a look at his face.

He only dropped his head further blocking my view.

My heart broke a little more, putting a deep frown on my face.

I slid my arm around his back, walking with him slowly towards his suite. A few people had circled me, asking for Kimi. I waved them off, throwing on his hat to cover my face as we walked through the entrance of the Mercedes motorhome.

Once I locked the door to his room, he completely broke down in front of me. I slowly joined his side, careful not to set him off further.

He sobbed into his helmet, ripping his gloves off he balled them up, aggressively slamming them down on the floor.

“Kimi…” My fingers brushed against his suit, he flinched away, immediately causing me to step back.  

He paced the room for a moment before falling onto the sectional in the middle of the room. His head fell, dangling between his legs.

My mind ran trying to figure out something to say to him.

“I know it doesn’t feel like it, but it is okay… you did your absolute best today and everyone knows it.” I softly spoke, crossing the room to kneel in front of him.

I gently laid my hands down on his thighs. Testing the waters of physical touch. When he made no move to shrug me off, I continued talking.

“Nothing was your fault; I know you want to blame yourself but don’t.”  I waited for any reaction from him.

Nothing came, he remained frozen in place. I ached inside so badly at his pain; I wished I could make it better. To take any of his anguish away.

“Can I please take off your helmet?” I kindly asked

His head nodded ever so slightly allowing me to touch him.

I gently pulled at the edges of the brim, raising it from his head. I set it down on the ground beside me returning to peel off his sweaty balaclava. His earpieces were still in and I removed those as well. Setting everything besides me and Kimi, I waited patiently for him to make a move.

His head lifted, revealing red rimmed eyes and a tear-streaked face.

My head tilted as his eyes roamed across my face, undeciding where to look.

I pulled the sleeve of my shirt down further, covering my palm I pressed my hand against his cheek absorbing the wetness gathered across his face. Both sweat and tears combined.

“I don’t know what happened, the car was fine and then it just wasn’t…” another small sob escaped his lips

“Hey, it’s ok Kimi.” I gave him a wide smile.

“It’s just one bad day out of so many more good ones, the team will figure things out.”

“I know they will… I was so close, right there next to another podium.” He wiped the side of his face I hadn’t touched yet. Scrunching his nose while he blinked the pooling of tears out of his eyes.

“I am so proud of how well you did, you were so amazing as always.” A little smiled formed on his face, bringing happiness to my heart.

“There’s my Kimi.” I sung happily as he smiled brighter.

I gathered his face in my hands, bringing my body to hover over his. I pressed a deep kiss to his forehead. His hands skimmed over my sides, crossing them behind me to bring me closer.

I stood between his legs, arms around his neck. His face pressed into my stomach. A few more tears fell. I clutched him a bit harder.

He eventually pulled away after I shifted my weight from standing so long. Still holding me he looked up, another grin on his face.

“I love you y/n, you always know how to make me feel better.”

“I love you, Andrea Antonelli.” Using his first name, he blushed rubbing his curls into my stomach.

I chuckled, my hand crossing over his back in gentle circles.

A knock sounded at the door a breath later. He nodded at me to let them in.

The door swung open revealing Toto Wolff; I stepped aside to let him in.

“Kimi. I know how you must be feeling, we are working on fixing and updating the car so that doesn’t happen again.” His deep voice filled the room.

Kimi stood messing his hair while crossing the room to Toto. He shook his head in acknowledgement.

“Bravo job today, you had an amazing run, you’ll come back stronger next race, yes?” he pulled his head into his shoulder patting his back.

“Yea, I really can’t wait to see what I do next track.”

Toto release a breath looking satisfied with his answer. He looked between us, me still smiling up at Kimi like he had hung the moon.

“I will leave you to it then.” He gave me a warm smile and retreated into the paddock.  

Once the door closed Kimi asked if I could collect his things from the garage.

“Of course, I’ll be right back” I ran my hand through his curls, curling my fingers through them, I kissed his cheek softly.

I did as he asked coming back to him changed out of his fireproofs and into his team Mercedes hoodie and simple pants.  

“Ready to get out of here?” he questioned

I didn’t hesitate, he needed a distraction from the day.

We took the back exit, trying to avoid anyone if we could. A few staff gathered around but luckily no fans.

He opened his car door for me, letting me settle before tossing our belongings in the back.

He drove us away from the circuit back to our hotel. The drive was quiet as we both decompressed from the day.  

Once we arrived, he handed the keys to the valet, helping me from the car. Our bags were taken from us, to be moved up to the room.

The elevator ride was short, he held the room door open for me. The light skimming my face as it came in between the curtains.

I felt Kimi’s arms travel across my stomach as the door clicked shut, pulling me into him. His cologne invaded my nose, the familiar smell of home. I reached for his arms pulling his chest tight against my back. His head moved to the side of my head, kissing my cheek and neck a few times.

My face heated at his gentle touch. He walked me over towards our shared bed for the weekend. I turned sitting down as I pulled him with me. He laid against the pillows, closing his eyes. A deep sigh expelled from his chest.

“You alright?”

He hummed at me, whispering a quiet yes.

The light had fallen across his face now. Illuminating him in a golden glow. I leaned against my left arm, admiring the glow of his face.

His eyes opened squinting at the light. His deep brown eyes turning shades of honey brown.

My hand shifted towards his jaw line, tracing my finger along the edge. I slowed, caressing his face. He leaned into my touch, his eyes fluttering.

His fingers reached up to swipe his thumb across my bottom lip. He sat up joining my lips with his in a compassionate embrace. My breath hitched in my throat as we pulled away, joining again.

My lips tingled, transitioning to rest his forehead on mine. His palm rubbed against my cheek pushing my hair behind my ear.

Goose bumps rippled across my body bringing me to a shiver.

“Kimi, can I have your hoodie?” I asked rubbing my hands down the sleeve.

He smiled at me giving me his signature grin. I loved this hoodie with a passion, especially after he’d been wearing it.

“Course.” He shrugged It off pulling it down my body.

I pushed my arms through the holes fixing my hair.

His arm traveled across my stomach again, pulling me flush against his chest. I curled into his hoodie and him while he pulled the covers over both of us.

He kissed the little space behind my ear. Settling his body to cross his legs with mine.

I turned my upper body around to face him. His eyes closed.

I drew him closer to me. I kissed the tip of his nose watching him smile again.

My hand instinctively went to his curls, wrapping my fingers through them like threads. I shrugged the covers further over my shoulder my eyes struggling to stay open.

“Ti amo.” Kimi whispered. “You are my everything.”

I smiled into his chest drifting to sleep.      

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[pastabox]

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 ? || 𝐋𝐍1

2021: you never thought that helping lando would end up like this : streaming with him.

hallway's talk masterlist

You don't even wait a second more. You pick up your phone and call him on Instagram because you still don't have his number (it'll come).

He picks up on the second ring, letting a sigh of relief. "Thank God, I didn't want to annoy you but I need your help."

"What's going on ?" you ask, lying on your couch. Strangely, one of your decorative pillows still has his smell, and of course you keep it close to you.

"I wanted to stream a bit but my PC won't turn on and nothing is working." he says with defeat, trying not to sound too upset for a computer.

"And you think I'll help how ?"

"You stream too, so maybe you know what's wrong with it ?"

"Your cables are all plugged in the right holes ?"

"I didn't change a thing since last time I streamed."

"And when was that ?"

"Like.... 3 months ago ?" he answers, his voice going high like he didn't even know.

"Turn your camera on" you say, without thinking more; like the fact that it was currently 10 PM in Monaco. But Lando doesn't think more too and turn it on, his face showing on your screen, his naked shoulders on display as well.

"Hi." you say shyly, trying not to screenshot the sight in front of your eyes. "So, that computer ?"

"Oh yeah... hum sorry..." he turns the camera in the other side, his screen black, and his desk a mess.

"Maybe he just wants you to clean your room." you say sarcastically with a smirk, his own forced laugh making you laugh as well.

"Yeah I know, I know... so you see a problem or not ?"

"Can you show me the hookup of the computer ?"

"It's behind the desk, but I can try." He bends down on the floor, trying to show you what you needed, but at all you could focus on were the dust collecting on his cables and the sound his head made when colliding to the desk.

"Oh my God.... what's that ?" You laugh, Lando a bit ashamed.

"I saw your apartment, and it was worse !"

"Wow, now we're apartment shaming ? I see... very cruel... To answer your question, I don't see anything from here, even with your flash so... sorry."

"Can you come ? Like... I really want to play."

"It's that bad ?" You ask, sitting down.

"Kinda yeah. I don't get to do that often because of racing so yeah."

"Give me your address" you say, putting your shoes on and a sweatshirt. "I'll be there in 10 minutes."

charles.leclerc replied to your story:

where are u going that late ?

none of your business ?

really ?! I'm ur brother

great to see you know how genetics works

just tell me ok ? I don't care with who, just wanna know that u're safe, u're never out at night.

I'm fine and I'll tell you when I arrived at destination and then at home okay ?

ok sis, be careful ❤️ send 10 minutes ago

WAIT, YOU'RE GOING TO SEE LANDO ???!!!!

Of course, you didn't think the rain will come right as you step out of your apartment. So at the time you knocked at his door, you're soaked and shivering, still in your pjs because why change for 10 minutes ?

"Shit, come in you're ice cold."

He let you in and disappeared in his huge apartment, letting you alone for a minute before he comes back with a towel and clothes.

"If you want to change ? I can't let you drenched like that."

"You just want me in your clothes."

He laughs, guiding you to the bathroom. "Just, change here and hang your clothes wherever you can, I'll be in the streaming room."

You watch him go and close the door after him, leaving you flushed more than ever, because of course, he was still shirtless. You quickly change clothes, your own hanging on his shower curtain rod and wrap your hair in the towel. His clothes were big and super comfy, plus they smell like him so it was dreamy.

"So," you say, entering the streaming room, "found the problem yet ?"

"No, else I wouldn't have you came over."

"Maybe you just wanted me in your apartment." you reply back with a smirk, leaving him hot and blushing.

"Fuck off, just go under there, I'm too broad for it."

"Now, you just want to stare at my ass." you say while crawling under the desk, trying to see his problem. "So it turned on, but then blank ?"

"Basically yes."

"What about now ?"

"No changes."

"Fucking hell" you mumble, "you detangle my cables but not yours ?"

"Just wanted to be nice."

"That was, don't worry," you touch some cables there and there, trying to find the issue.

"THERE !" Lando screams, his screen turning back on.

"Yes !" But of course you sit back normally and bang your head against the desk. "AIE !"

"Oh my God, are you alright ?" he laughs, reaching for your hand to draw you back to time.

"Yeah I'm fine... just my ego bruised." you stand back up and look at the screen. "You made me come over to help you because you wanted to play to the SIMS ?"

"Yeah... where's the problem there ?"

charles.leclerc replied to your story:

WHAT THE FUCK ??

That's how you ended playing with Lando for hours, each time laughing at the other, your characters living the life you wished you had with the man.

"Gosh... how do they keep going at it ? Even I don't have that many hook ups in the year." you say without thinking, letting Lando turns to you in a speechless expression.

"Okay tchat, I think it's time for us to go... I gotta get her back to her apartment anyway so... see ya !"

And to that, he cuts the stream, making you finally rest.

"I never thought a stream on the Sims could be this funny."

"Me neither but here we are." He starts to get up, followed quickly by you.

"You don't have to bring me back to my apartment you know ? I can walk there."

"If you think I'm going to let you walk back home with this weather at 2 AM you're dumb."

"Excuse me ?" you say with a false annoyance, your smile betraying you.

"Come on, let's get you back... I wouldn't want Charles to worry."

"He already is don't but don't worry about him... he's all barking and no bitting."

The ride back home was fast - yeah you hated that - and he quickly left you at the entrance of your complex.

"This is it... thanks again for playing with me, it was cool."

"Yeah, it was... and thanks for the ride."

"It's nothing." You turn to go, but just as you were about to open the door, he stops you. "Hey huh.... not to sound too cliche or anything but can I have your phone number ? It'll be easier to talk by message then through instagram."

At that you stutter, already becoming red. "Huh, yeah no problem."

You exchange numbers and quickly say your goodbyes before you leave the car, running to the entrance of your complex. You turn one last time to see Lando still here, making sure you're actually inside before driving off.

[niki-phoria]

Hi! I love your stuff smsm, could I perhaps request a male reader w any f1 driver (whoever u feel like this is good for) that maybe they get insecure because you guys are keeping your relationship a secret and people think you and your best friend are together instead/you guys have good chemistry and he starts second guessing himself. Cool if not anyway love you have a good one! :)

from the day you arrived / i've remained by your side

♫⋆｡♪₊˚ deftones - entombed

(gn reader / comfort / 1.1k words) when oscar begins to overthink your relationship with a friend, you're there to comfort him

OSCAR PIASTRI FELT HIS STOMACH TWIST AS HE CLICKED ONTO YET ANOTHER POST. it was from some gossip account — he could tell from the giant headline pasted across the photos. you were sitting across from a friend, both sharing bright smiles beneath the restaurant’s canopy. sunlight danced across your face. your shoulders were relaxed in a way they only did when your breathing came easy and laughter came easier. even through the camera’s blurry lens he could see the way your eyes crinkled at the corners and grin stretched across your cheeks. 

you looked happy. 

oscar’s hands glided across the screen before he could think. he opened the comments, scrolling almost mindlessly through them, though the sentiment was clear: they were a better match for you. 

regretfully, oscar pulled himself away from the post. he swiped out of the comments, and then again out of the app itself. he was only meant to be posting a race recap, after all. social media was a trap he was careful not to become stuck in. gossip blogs would only drag him down. he couldn’t risk losing this. losing you. so he ignored it. 

but that was easier said than done. 

oscar jumps when the door clicks from across the room. he fumbles, setting his phone down on the off-white duvet. he swings his legs over the end of the bed just in time to hear the hotel’s heavy door close behind you. you wince when it slams, sparing a glance at the nearby clock as you wander deeper into the room. 

you’re holding onto a brown paper bag with your fingers because your hands are full with two drinks. soda, oscar presumes. you flash him a grateful smile when he reaches out to take the food from your hands, allowing you to set everything else down on the desk. 

“so, i got you two burgers because i know how you get after races. and before you tell me your trainer will scold you, you’ve had a long day. i think you deserve a little extra cheese for your effort.” 

oscar can’t help but chuckle. it feels light as it leaves his chest. the knot is his stomach loosens, even if only a little. you playfully knock your shoulder into his own as you drag a chair up to sit beside him. staying in a single room together had its perks, but the limited space was not one of them. 

“thank you,” oscar says. you shake your head, opening the bag and pushing two paper-wrapped burgers towards him. they’re still warm to the touch. he waits for you to gather your own food before slowly beginning to peel the coating away. 

“my friend showed me this place.” 

right. 

you say it offhandedly, almost like it’s nothing. and to you, it is. oscar stumbles for just a second, eyebrows furrowing before he can stop it. his smile falters in the blink of an eye. still, he pulls himself together enough to flash you a crooked grin. “must be good, then.” 

you blink at him, almost surprised. oscar can feel the way your gaze lingers on him. your eyes scan his features as if to analyze his expression. you had always been good at that; you saw through the polite exterior and broke down his walls with ease. it was why he fell for you, oscar thinks. why he stayed, even when everything was hard and you were forced to hide away from the public’s prying eyes. 

“hey,” you say, voice softer now. you reach across the table to rest your hand against oscar’s. your touch is warm against his own. gingerly, you trace your fingertips against his palm. your hand dances across a lifetime of callouses and experience, massaging the tendons near his thumb where his hands get sore from repeated practice starts. 

oscar turns to look at you, then. your eyes sparkle in the sunlight. he takes a shaky breath when you intertwine your hands together, letting the air fill his lungs for what feels like the first time that day. “you know you can talk to me, right?” you murmur. “you can tell me anything.” 

“i know.” 

oscar lets his gaze drift, now falling to where your hands are intertwined. “i just… wish we could go out together sometimes, you know?” he swallows, leaving the rest of the sentence unsaid. i wish i could hold you like this in public. 

you stay silent. the quiet stretches, long but not uncomfortable. oscar shakes his head. his hair falls into his eyes. you gingerly reach over, bushing the stray strands away from his face before he gets the chance. 

“i love you.” oscar turns to look at you once again. he offers your hand a gentle squeeze as he pushes his chair to be ever closer to yours. you return the gesture, limiting the distance between you as much as you can. “so much that it scares me sometimes. and sometimes i wonder if one day, you’ll wake up and decide you don’t want to hide anymore.” 

oscar takes a shaky breath. his words are careful, if not a little unsteady. 

“and i get scared that i’ll never be able to stop hiding.” 

“oscar.” you raise your free hand to cup his face, coaxing him to meet your gaze once again. your touch is gentle as you run your thumb against his skin. your fingertips trace against his freckles, taking extra care to linger on the largest ones. “i love you. i wake up every morning and i choose you, because you peel potatoes for me and you make soup when i’m sick and you make me happy.” 

oscar’s breath hitches. you lean in slowly, closing the distance with each passing moment. oscar’s eyes flutter shut just before your lips meet his, sealing your words with a sweet kiss. 

your mouths move in tandem, dancing to a rhythm you had learned through several years of knowing him and loving him through it all. he raises his own free hand to tangle into the fabric of your shirt, unwilling to let you pull away even if for only a second. 

he leans his forehead against your own when you pull away. you stay like that for a few more moments, breathing in the same rhythm, letting the sound of your hearts beating drown out the noise from the outside world. 

your food is cold by the time you finally get around to eating it. you steal a handful of the fries you had gotten for oscar despite having an order of your own. the outside world and it’s noise is still there. the pressure never ceases. there will always be another race, another post, another photo. 

but for now, in the golden light of the setting sun, oscar decides: this is enough. 

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