#hamilton!reader

[camille-aurelie-deveraux]

Hello love. Could I please request Kimi being in love with Lewis little sister. And he is like really gentleman-y around her. Could Yn please be obvious about this whole thing? Lewis thinks the whole thing is very cute but also amusing.

Cute Italian Guy

The Italian sun was unforgiving that Friday in Monza, drenching the paddock in golden heat and restless anticipation. The 2025 season was as dramatic as it was historic: Lewis was now wearing red for Ferrari, Kimi had shockingly moved to Mercedes, and Carlos was leading Williams with sheer determination.

But the hottest topic in the paddock wasn’t team strategy or tire wear.

It was Kimi Antonelli’s undeniable, head-over-heels affection for Lewis’ younger sister, Yn.

Just turned eighteen, Yn was still getting used to the whirlwind of attention that came with being part of the F1 world. She wasn’t a driver or a celebrity, but somehow, she had become the center of Kimi’s world. And, if everyone else was being honest, theirs too. Watching the normally calm and calculated Kimi transform into a flustered gentleman around her was their favorite new pastime.

"Here, let me carry that for you," Kimi said, appearing by her side the moment she stepped out of the Ferrari hospitality unit, a large tote over her shoulder.

Yn blinked. "Oh, it’s okay, I—"

"Please," he added quickly, taking the bag before she could protest further. "It’s far too heavy for you."

Yn smiled, a soft blush rising to her cheeks. "It just has a water bottle and sunscreen."

"Even so," he said with a slight bow of his head.

Behind them, Lewis leaned against a pillar, sipping his espresso, watching with a smirk.

"You think he realizes he’s acting like a Jane Austen character or something?" Charles murmured beside him.

"Nah," Lewis chuckled. "He’s in too deep. It’s adorable."

Kimi, oblivious to the onlookers, adjusted the strap of the tote over his shoulder. "Would you like something to drink, Yn? I can grab something cold. Lemon water, maybe?"

"I’m okay for now," she said, flustered. "Thank you, though. That’s really sweet."

"Of course," Kimi said with a soft smile. "You deserve sweetness."

Yn looked like she might combust on the spot.

"Someone call race control," Lando quipped from a few meters away. "That girl’s overheating."

Carlos laughed, shaking his head. "If he pulls out a poem next, I’m gone."

---

It wasn’t just a one-time thing. It was every day.

When it rained in Zandvoort, Kimi was there holding the umbrella over Yn’s head, despite soaking himself in the process.

"You’re getting drenched," Yn said worriedly, looking up at him.

"Doesn’t matter," he said, his voice warm and calm. "You shouldn’t get cold."

He always opened doors, pulled out chairs, stood when she entered a room. He remembered what she liked: strawberries, those lavender-scented wipes she always kept in her bag, the kind of music that helped her sleep. And he never, not once, made her feel awkward about it.

Yn, on the other hand, had no idea how to handle it.

"He... offered me his hoodie the other day just because I sneezed once," she whispered to George in the Mercedes garage.

George grinned. "And did you take it?"

"Of course I did! But then I walked around smelling like cedarwood and... whatever cologne he wears. It was distracting."

"Sounds tragic."

"It is!"

Across the garage, Kimi caught her eye and smiled. Yn instantly looked down.

---

In Singapore, things hit a new high.

The heat was unbearable, and Yn had foolishly worn jeans. Kimi noticed her discomfort instantly.

"You’re not feeling well," he said, concern lacing his words.

"I’m fine," she replied, clearly not.

Without asking, he disappeared for five minutes and returned with a small fan, a cool towel, and a chilled bottle of sparkling water.

"Seriously, are you part butler or something?" Oscar teased as Kimi knelt beside Yn, helping her cool down.

"Just someone who cares," Kimi answered simply.

Yn didn’t say a word, just looked at him with wide, confused eyes.

"Why do you do all this?" she asked later, when they were alone, sitting in a quiet corner of the hospitality suite.

Kimi looked thoughtful. "Because you’re kind. And beautiful. And you make my heart race more than any car ever could."

She stared at him, stunned. "You’ve actually said that out loud before, haven’t you?"

He chuckled. "To my mirror."

"Oh my God."

---

Back in Monza, during the Sunday race, Yn sat in the Ferrari garage beside her brother. The noise was deafening, the atmosphere electric.

"He brought you coffee again," Lewis said casually.

"It’s vanilla and oat milk," Yn murmured. "How does he even remember these things?"

"Because he’s in love with you, darling," Lewis said, nudging her. "And you’re clearly into him too."

Yn looked down at the cup. "It’s just... weird. I’m not used to people being... like this. Nice."

"Kimi’s not just nice. He’s sincere."

"I don’t know what to do."

"Maybe just... smile at him. Say thank you. Let him carry your bag and open doors."

"You mean... let him keep being a walking romance novel?"

"Exactly."

---

After the race, where Kimi placed second, he found Yn in the Mercedes motorhome garden, reading under a tree.

"Hey," he said, brushing some dirt from his suit.

"Congratulations," she said, smiling.

"Thank you." He paused, then sat down beside her, close but not too close. "I wanted to ask if... maybe you'd like to go for a walk with me sometime. When the weekend's over."

Yn looked at him, her heart hammering. "Like a date?"

He nodded. "Only if you want to."

She nodded quickly. "Yes. Yes, I want to."

Kimi grinned.

From across the garden, Max leaned toward Lando. "We owe George twenty bucks."

"I said they'd kiss next week, not this one."

---

On their first walk together in Milan, Kimi brought her a single daisy. "I didn't want to be too cliché," he said.

Yn took it, grinning. "You are a living cliché, Kimi. But I like it."

He offered her his arm. "Shall we, m'lady?"

She giggled. "God, you're hopeless."

He smiled. "Only for you."

And somewhere, back in the paddock, a dozen drivers were already plotting how to tease them at the next Grand Prix.

But none of that mattered.

Because Yn was smiling, and Kimi was the reason.

And Lewis? He couldn’t be happier to watch it all unfold.

"Just... treat her right," he had told Kimi the week before.

"Always," Kimi had promised.

So far, he was keeping his word.

And then some.

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Hello, my lovely reader! I hope you enjoyed reading this little piece of mine. Anyways, my requests are always open for you, and don't hesitate to message me!

Cami🇮🇹🇬🇧

[n0vazsq]

Maneater | Pablo Gavi x Reader

pairing . . . gavi x secret!love!child!hamilton!reader

summary . . . When your biggest secret is exposed; being the secret love child of the one and only Lewis Hamilton, it seems like your life is over. But then when a boy by the name of Pablo Gavi starts liking your posts, it feels like life isn't so bad anymore

request . . . no!!

word count . . . N/A

warnings . . . none! reader is around 19-20! !! the way gavi speaks is probably not accurate but i'm too sick to fix it so !!

faceclaim . . . maria isabel!

alexavia yaps . . . whether reader is from a one night stand or from a established relationship isnt mentioned so its up to you!! DO WE WANT A PART TWO BTW?? i tried to include the lewis child lore as much as i could but like idk its more of a side plot! the last post it shitty asl but im too sick to fix it my pills are doing shit to me

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f1gossip 7 TIME WORLD CHAMPION LEWIS HAMILTON RUMORED TO HAVE A SECRET LOVE CHILD?! last weekend an anonymous source revealed to a popular british magazine that LEWIS HAMILTON had a 18-20 year old (age unknown) daughter! mother is still yet unknown but daughter is called y/n hamilton and has a private instagram Tagged: yourusername, lewishamilton

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username1 WHAT.

username2 excuse me???

username3 when i opened insta this was the LAST thing i expected

username4 oh jesus at first i thought she was his baby mama i got scared

username5 shes so gorgeous tho

username6 IUEYGTHSJIUHS??????

username7 WHT THE FUCKL

username8 LEWIS WHAT????? IM SO sHCOKED????

username9 MY SHAYLAAAAAAAA

username10 y/n is such a pretty name wtf? shes also so pretty sigh

username11 i mean with f1 this was bound to happen some time

username12 yeah but not NOW

username13 dawg lewis has had enough of this media shit first with the ferrari signing and now with this

username14 im giggling at the comments theyre so funny

username15 SHE USED TO GO TO MY SCHOLL??????????

username16 can lewis fight

username17 i'd think so yes

username18 TAGGING THEM IS DIABOLICAL

username19 MAMMA MIA??? MADRE MIA???

username20 i will NOT shut up about this until like 2498

username21 stop why is she so pretty

username22 THE lewis hamilton is her dad

username23 i-

username24 COME AGAIN?? WHAR???

username25 who is lewis hamilton? i got this on my feed i dont know who he is

username26 some random racer idk

username27 the comments being a mix of people freaking out and simping is so funny to me

username28 oh to have lewis hamilton's child

username29 WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF HES SO BEAUTIFUL

username30 Y/N?? YOU MEAN Y/N HAMILTON IS ACTUALLY RELATED TO LEWIS???

username31 I FOLLOW HER AND ALWAYS THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE A SIMILARITY OR SUM

username32 SHE LOOKS LIKE HIM TOO

username33 CRYING HOW HAVE I NEVER NOTICED THIS BEFORE

username34 shes living the dream

username35 i feel so bad for the girl and her mom theyre gonna get so much hate just for existing

username36 sigh i wish i was her

username37 uh whos that? IM lewis' wife

username38 babe.....

username39 this made me laugh ngl

username40 oh god i've met someone more delusional than me that's crazy

username41 FATHERRRRR (literally)

username42 IM SREAMING????

username43 I ALWAYS KNEW LEWIS WAS A DILF

username44 i'm so glad her account is private so yall creeps dont attack her

username45 someone people here are outright DISGUSTING

username46 FR like have some DECENCY this man has a family

username47 sigh i want to be as pretty as her

username48 STUNNING.

username49 can he be my step dad

username50 THE GOAT

username51 ONGGGG

username52 FRRR

username53 the next it girl i can feel it

username54 OMG what if she gets with a driver and we get y/n paddock appearances NOT ONLY as lewis' daughter but also as a wag!!!!

username55 oh!

username56 guys dont forget that they are also human beings!!!!!

username57 THE SECOND PIC IM SOBBING THATS SO CUTEEEE THOO LIKE HER MOM PROTECTING LITTLE Y/N FROM THE PAPARAZZI???

username58 id let him hit me with his car

username59 uh

username60 parents (literally)

NEW NOTIFICATION: pablogavi has started following you !

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yourusername life updates since my secret got out: 1. i've blocked over 2000 gossip sites and removed over 10k people from my followers, 2. i get 50 death threats every minute, 3. my face is in the front of every magazine (in a bad way)

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username61 oh girl i feel so bad for you

username62 gavi in the likes????

username63 only y/n knows how to make a life crisis aesthetic

username64 and to look so pretty while doing so??

username65 queen behaviour

username66 the outfit is not a want its a NEED

username67 50 death threats every MINUTE is crazy

username68 2000??? girl i know your hands were aching

username69 did lewis say anything about this?

username70 hes gone MIA and hasnt said anything

yourbsf don't listen to them pooks, okay? theyre just jealous because youre so pretty and because your dad is THE lewis hamilton

yourusername this made me smile so wide

yourusername i love you so much its unbelievable 😔

yourbsf me too 😔

yourusername lets get married and run away forever

yourbsf yes we should

yourusername ill buy the rings

username72 im still confused on why PABLO GAVIRA is in the likes like sir this is a bad time to shoot your shot

username73 y/n x bsf/name

username74 the otp fr

username75 the lack of lewis is concerning me

username76 fr like WHERE IS HEEEEEE

yourmother you look stunning my love 🤍

yourusername thank you mama 🫶 all your genes

yourmother you flatter me so much

username77 im not crying you are

yourbsf also check my dms i sent you a little message on SOMEONE peeking in your likes

yourusername ill check out right now.....

username78 im like 109% sure its abt gavi

username79 bro who the fuck is gavi and why is he so important

username80 aww y/n looks so cute

yourfriend1 glowing 🤍

yourbsf damn right she is

yourusername oh...😊 you make me blush

yourbsf well its the truth

yourfriend1 sigh what have i done

yourbsf oi shut up let me admire my beautful girl

yourusername i love you your/bsf/name

yourbsf love you too y/n

yourfriend1 i love you so much friend/name of course we'll never leave you out you're such an amazing friend we can't appreicate it you enough 🤍

yourusername are you okay??

yourbsf girl why are you complimenting yourself

yourfriend1 wow yourfriend1 you're so loved around here <33 i'm jealous

username81 HELP IM SOBBING THEIR CONVOS ARE SO FUNNY

username82 how is she so calm wtf

username83 if she ever gets famous NEVER pr train yourbsf

username84 Y/N DONT LET THE HATE GET TO YOU WE ALL LOVE YOU!!!!!!

username85 legit royalty vibes

username86 imagine being this beautiful sigh

pablogavi ❤ Liked by creator

username87 EH???????

username88 i am JEALOUS, ENVIOUS, GREEN.

username89 GAVI????

username90 i cannot tell if they are together or if hes flirting

username91 MY man

username92 gorgeous gorgeous girl

username93 stop i feel so bad for her

username94 the hate is deserved Comment has been deleted by creator

username95 sooooo is everyone js gonna move on from gavi's comment or...?

username96 holy fuck imagine waking up one day and your biggest secret is out to the world

username97 where to buy that hair asking for a friend

username98 if i could just maul every journalist and reporter that bothers her

username99 im waiting for the fics on her nd gavi

username100 y/n how are you doing so far

yourusername could be better, feel like crying everytime i look out my window

username100 you doesnt deserve the hate babe, we all love you so much

yourusername STOP IM GOING TO CRY 🫶🥹 THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH

yourmother you really don't, gorgeous. we're all here for you

username101 every being so supportive is so sweet like yes y/n fans are the best

username102 100% agreed

username101 like we ARE the best fandom

username102 EXACTLY stan y/n fans for life

username103 dont know if i should be shocked or unsurpirsed

username104 both

username105 HER BESTFRIEND BEING THE SUPPORTIVE OLDER SISTER FIGURE MY HEARTTTTT

username106 i just know damn well lewis is on the verge of tears

username107 SHES SO GORGEOUS I CANT

username108 if lewis doesnt comment on this i will personally go over to him and force him to

username109 me and y/n are in a parasocial relationship btw

username110 y/n and gavi are my dream couple frrrr

NEW NOTIFICATION: pablogavi has liked 8 of your posts !

INSTAGRAM TEXTS BETWEEN YOU AND @yourbsf

yourusername: sooo???

yourbsf: so this footballer

yourbsf: his name is gavi

yourbsf: and he has liked 20 of your posts

yourusername: whats the problem with that tho i randomly see ppl doing that

yourbsf: he followed you after the article gossip page thing idk got out

yourbsf: THEN he commented a heart emoji which YOU liked

yourusername: what if hes an undercover journalist you never know

yourusername: besides

yourusername: i do NOT remember liking his comment 😭

yourbsf: girl what

yourbsf: he is a world wide known footballer who plays for one of the biggest clubs in the world and has more than 17 million followers

yourbsf: i dont think he'd be an undercover journalist

yourbsf: and you didn't exclude him from the 10k followers you removed after you made your acc private...

yourusername: he could still be a journalist in his secret time you never know

yourusername: running a blog then writing "xoxo gossip girl" at the end of it 😭😭😭😭

yourusername: but like in my defense

yourusername: maybe he followed while i was removing the followers and i didnt see him

yourbsf: your defense is shittier than my shit

yourbsf: y/n don't play games with me you know how i am

yourbsf: besides you have to admit you looked through his acc

yourusername: FINE ILL ADMIT IT

yourusername: hes kinda cute.....

yourusername: KINDA

yourusername: happy now??

yourbsf: yes i am happy now

yourbsf: also kinda my ass your in love with him

yourbsf: i can see your heart eyes through the screen

yourusername: yeah yeah

yourusername: if i post another post and he comments something like a heart or idk ill dm him

yourbsf: bet

yourbsf: send me screenshots

yourusername: i wont bc him commenting in one post is just a COINCEDENCE

yourbsf: say whatever you want y/n

yourbsf: we both know the truth

yourbsf: make sure to capture the whole convo

yourusername: fuck off ❤

yourbsf: see thats the same heart he commented

yourusername: throw yourself into incoming traffic i hate you

yourbsf: you dont <33

NEW NOTIFICATION: pablogavi has liked 29 of your posts !

yourusername has posted two new stories !

caption 1: 💙 // caption 2: in barca 🇪🇸

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yourbsf so youre in barca now? do i need to remind you who lives in barca too?

yourusername hush

yourbsf did he like it yet?

yourusername before you even

yourbsf and you say he doesnt like you

yourusername ITS JUST A COINCEDENCE

yourbsf keep repeating that to yourself until you believe it

yourusername die

username111 PRETYYYY

username112 in barcelona for someone specific? 👀

username113 barca boy and barca girl, couldnt have been better

username114 please be there for gavi

yourmother stunning 🫶 take care and be safe!

yourusername will do! i've given my location to bsf/name and i'll share it with you now

yourmother your father will met you there, yes?

yourusername yes! we've arranged a meeting in this fancy restaurant

yourmother don't forget to send me pictures

yourusername i won't

lewishamilton ❤ Message liked by creator

pablogavi hermosa 💙 ❤

yourusername muchas gracias 🫶

pablogavi you know spanish?

yourusername just a tiny bit

pablogavi we can meet up sometime then so i can teach you

pablogavi how long will you be here for?

yourusername around two weeks!

pablogavi better come to a match then and i'll teach you if we win

yourusername and if you lose?

pablogavi you teach me english

yourusername yours is already good though

pablogavi i could use some pratice

yourusername deal

pablogavi ill need to contact you so i can send the details

yourusername is this your way of asking for my number?

pablogavi maybe

yourusername smooth

yourusername my number is XXXXXXXX

pablogavi sent a message

yourusername "hola linda"? really?

pablogavi im just saying the truth

yourusername you amaze me

pablogavi i'm glad

username115 love is in the air eh?

username116 that fit is so adorable omgg

username117 gavi gavi gavi gavi gavi gavi

NEW NOTIFICATION: pablogavi has liked 11 of your posts and 39 highlights !

NEW NOTIFICATION: lewishamlton has started following you !

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yourusername when in barcelona 💙 ❤ VISCA EL BARCA Tagged: fcbarcelona, lewishamilton

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username118 y/n tell us everything that happened please

yourusername this is gonna be a long one

yourusername so i went to barca to discuss some legal and press stuff with my father then i got invited to attend a barcelona match in a deal to exchange language knowledge and they won so now i am receiving help in learning spanish

username118 thats a lot to take in....? anyway what happened with lewis??

yourusername he and my mother will try to get back together but until then they both own custody over me and now i am officialy lewis hamilton's daughter for real and you might see me in the paddock

username119 Y/N PADDOCK APPEARANCES LETS FUCKING GOOOO

username120 YES YES YES YES i dont understand why in barcelona but yeah IM SO HAPPY

yourbsf i love you so much gorgeous i hope you had funn

yourusername i love you more my beloved princess 🫶 i had so much fun but it'd be so much better with you

yourbsf i'll be hopping on a plane soon trust me

yourusername until then someone else will keep me company

yourbsf oh?

yourmother i'm glad you had fun in barcelona darling! i love you so much and tell your father that i said hi!

lewishamilton ❤❤

yourusername 🫶

username121 STOPP MY HEART CANT TAKE THIS LIKE ANOTHER BOMB DROPPING ON US FROM Y/N??? STOP

username122 girl is not even tryna hide it

username123 bro is NOT slick

username124 IKR???

username125 atp i think she WANTS us to know

username126 omg i died watching the match bc VISCA BARCA RAHHH

barcapix she's a maneater make you buy cars make you cut cards make you fall real hard in love

username127 SHES A CULER?? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO

username128 DID ANYONE SEE GAVI POINTING AT THE STANDS??

username129 YESSS OMG I LEGIT PASSED OUT

username130 THEYRE SUCH CUTIESSS AHHH

nicorosberg welcome to the family y/n, expect christmas gifts from me

yourusername thank you nico! will do!

username131 FUCK OFF

username132 NICO MOTHERFUCKING ROSBERG SAYING WELCOME TO THE FAMILY?????

username133 BROCEDES IS REAL HERES THE CONFORMATION

username134 this post might be the biggest headline of the 21st century

username135 ISYG BAJJHSSYHSUJKKIUHBHNJWMK

username136 I JUST CAME BACK FROM SUMMER CAMP WTF??? IS THIS HOW I FIND OUT LEWIS HAS A DAUGHTER AND SHE MIGHT BE DATIGNG GAVI???

username137 screaming crying throwing up

username138 killing myself because of this

username139 wait for me

username140 they should get a reality show

yourbsf take care of my baby sister, sir lewis hamilton. i trust you with her, dont disappoint me

lewishamilton dont worry, i wont. i love her more than anything

yourbsf good

username141 are we going to ignore this or what

username142 we have more important things to worry about (aka gavi)

username143 girl at least be subtle

username144 i wish i was rich

username145 HALA MADRID

username146 lets make this an actual book bc wtf

username147 so like when will it be my turn

username148 weirdest story of this centruy

username149 no lies said

username150 gavi liked and he didnt comment hmmmm

username151 oh jolly this is so beautiful

username152 THE AESTHETIC ATE UPPPPPP

username153 gavi on holiday with the hamilton family????

username154 who knows maybe we'll never know

username155 the whole family is so gorgeous wtff

username156 your honour i love them

pablogavi did you enjoy the match?

yourusername yes a lot! thanks for inviting me!!

pablogavi i'm glad you enjoyed it, see you next time maybe?

yourusername we'll see if my schedule is clear

pablogavi let me know then

username157 EXCUSE ME??????

username158 so he invited her so he can teach her spanish but then is asking her out again?????

username159 oh to be rich

username160 living vicarously through her wtf

username161 sigh i wish i was y/n or even just like a part of the hamilton family a servant even

username162 id LOVE to be her maid or sum

username163 Y/N GIVE US GAVI CONTENT !!!!!!!!!

username164 REAL

username165 im STARVING for lewis pics

username166 to be hot and have a hot boyfriend is the LIFE (idc that it isnt confirmed she basically hard launched with that pic)

yourbsf i guess those pictures you nearly killed yourself to take of the stadium were worth it after all

yourusername they always are and besides i just tripped over a loose concrete slab

yourbsf they dont leave them lying around like that stop lying

yourusername how about no ❤

yourbsf ill leak our dms

yourusername the dms in which you blackmailed and gaslighted me

yourmother what blackmail??

yourusername YOU DONT NEED TO KNOW

yourbsf it was basically when y/n was

yourusername STOPPPP youve had enough already

yourbsf ive gotten ZERO updates on the situation this entire trip y/n

yourusername BECAUSE THERE WERENT ANY

yourusername there were but i wont tell you until i come back because its vocal updates not text-ual updates

yourbsf i see i see

yourbsf WELL HURRY THE FUCK UP AND COME BACK

username167 this is the meaning of chaos

username168 PURE HAVOC

username169 now i understand why y/n's mother never lets them be together OR apart for more than 48 hours

username170 we NEED to know about the updates wtf

username171 gavi and y/n sitting in a tree

username172 id sell my left kidney to get them together

username173 THE AESHETIC. MOTHER Y/N ATEEE

username174 on my fucking knees for her

username176 id die and come back just to experience these photos

username177 our queen is gaining fame dni

username178 is it bad that im making heart eyes at her

username179 totally not, i too am making heart eyes at y/n hamilton

username180 my beloved girl and her barcelona boy sigh

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton reunited 🤍 i would rather her boyfriend didn't come but anything for my princess Tagged: yourusername

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yourusername aww thank you 🤍

lewishamilton anything for you

yourmother i'm glad you're enjoying the trip! send me lots of pics of y/n and her boyfriend for my photo album

lewishamilton will do! when you finish it send me a copy!

yourmother of course ❤

pablogavi congrats! Liked by creator

yourbsf sooo uncle sir lewis hamilton will you be able to take me to the paddock?

lewishamilton sure?

yourbsf great time to convince some drivers to marry me

yourusername youre literally 20

yourbsf and? i don't mind an age difference

yourusername try f2

yourbsf good idea but only the ones that are 20 or above i don't want to be a predator

yourusername or maybe become a wag of a diff sport like football

yourbsf so i can take the same path as you? This reply has been deleted

yourbsf i'll see

yourusername great!

lewishamilton should i be concerned?

yourusername no!!

lewishamilton alright....

nicorosberg congratulations

yourusername soooo will he able to come to family gatherings one day??

yourmother sure!

lewishamilton no

lewishamilton i mean sure whatever your mother says is best

yourbsf should i say it

yourusername DONT you dare

yourbsf fine

yourmother but won't your boyfriend be long distance? since... well you know

yourusername i didn't think of that

lewishamilton i did

yourusername YOULL FLY HIM OUT>??

lewishamilton no

yourusername brb going to sob my ass off

yourbsf great tactic uncle sir lewis hamilton now she'll tell me everything about them

lewishamilton thank you?

yourbsf you're welcome!!

INSTAGRAM TEXTS BETWEEN YOU AND @pablogavi

pablogavi: i'll miss seeing you in the stands

yourusername: i'll miss being in them

pablogavi: i think you're my good luck charm

pablogavi: make sure to watch our matches

yourusername: who knew the pablo gavira could be so cheesy??

yourusername: but i will

yourusername: i think i'm starting to like football now

pablogavi: you should

pablogavi: since you'll be coming to more matches now

yourusername: oh?

yourusername: well i'll be waiting for my tickets

yourusername: and make sure they don't overlap with the f1 races

pablogavi: don't worry about that

pablogavi: i'll have everything sorted out for you

yourusername: such a gentleman

pablogavi: only for the best

yourusername: you flatter me

pablogavi: they say its not flattery if its true

yourusername: what did i get myself into

yourusername: you're so sappy it's cute atp

yourusername: but anyway

yourusername: my flight leaves in 30 minutes so i have to go now

pablogavi: cute? i'll take it

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[yarastilinski]

Spoiling her rotten

Esse imagine pertence a @ari-ana-bel-la e eu estou apenas traduzindo.

O paddock fervilhava de energia enquanto os pilotos se reuniam, desfrutando de um raro momento de relaxamento antes da classificação. A garagem da Ferrari estava excepcionalmente animada hoje — e não por causa de discussões estratégicas ou ajustes de última hora feitos por mecânicos. Não, a fonte da animação era uma menininha risonha que esperava na recepção da Ferrari com seus avós.

Sn, de três anos, filha de Lewis, era um pequeno pacote de energia, e todos que a conheciam concordavam em uma coisa: ela era a criança mais mimada do mundo. Mas ninguém se importava. Como poderiam? A visão de Lewis, o heptacampeão mundial, carregando a filha como se ela fosse o bem mais precioso que existe era algo que ninguém conseguia resistir a sorrir.

— Ele a mima tanto — murmurou Max, balançando a cabeça carinhosamente enquanto todos estavam perto da garagem da Ferrari, conversando antes da sessão.

— Acho adorável — admitiu Carlos, tomando um gole de sua garrafa d’água. — Ela é a criança mais fofa que eu já vi.

— Você quer dizer a mais mimada? — Lando interrompeu. — Você viu o jeito que ele olha para ela? Se ela pedisse a lua, acho que ele daria um jeito de conseguir para ela.

Lewis, que acabara de se aproximar do grupo, revirou os olhos, mas não conseguiu conter o sorriso orgulhoso.

— Claro, eu mimo minha princesa. Ela merece.

A provocação só aumentou com a declaração dele, com George dramaticamente colocando a mão no coração.

— Essa é a coisa mais fofa que eu já ouvi.

Charles, que ouvia em silêncio, riu baixinho.

— Acho legal. Ela só tem três anos. Que bom que ela tem um pai que a ama tanto.

Lewis lançou um olhar agradecido a Charles antes de voltar a atenção para o resto do grupo.

— Vocês simplesmente não entendem. Quando você tem um serzinho que olha para você como se você fosse o mundo inteiro dele, você só quer dar tudo a ele.

Antes que alguém pudesse responder, uma vozinha gritou, cortando o barulho do paddock:

— Papai!

Todos os motoristas se viraram e viram Sn correndo a toda velocidade em sua direção, suas perninhas se movendo o mais rápido que podiam. Sua pequena camisa da Ferrari parecia grande demais para seu corpo miúdo, e seus cabelos cacheados balançavam a cada passo. Mas o que mais se destacava era o coelhinho rosa de pelúcia que ela segurava com força nos braços.

Lewis se agachou bem a tempo de pegá-la quando ela pulou em seus braços. Ele a levantou sem esforço, dando um beijo em sua bochecha gordinha.

— Aí está minha princesa. Você se divertiu com a vovó e o vovô?

Sn assentiu ansiosamente antes de estender o coelhinho para todos verem.

— Olha! Papai me deu um coelhinho!

Todos os motoristas se inclinaram para admirar o brinquedo, mas foi Charles quem teve a maior reação. Ele engasgou dramaticamente, com os olhos arregalados, enquanto tocava delicadamente a orelha caída do coelho.

— Uau! Esse é o coelho mais fofo que eu já vi.

Sn sorriu, visivelmente satisfeita com a reação dele.

— É macio! — Ela pressionou o coelho contra a bochecha antes de entregá-lo a Charles. — Sinta!

Charles, obedientemente, passou a mão no bicho de pelúcia.

— Ah, é muito macio. Qual é o nome dele?

Sn torceu o nariz, pensativa, antes de dar de ombros.

— Coelhinho.

Os motoristas caíram na gargalhada com a escolha simples, mas eficaz, do nome.

— Um nome muito bom — Charles aprovou, assentindo seriamente.

Lewis beijou o topo da cabeça dela.

— Viu? Eu disse que "Coelhinho" era uma ótima escolha.

Sn riu baixinho antes de encostar a cabeça no ombro de Lewis, seus bracinhos envolvendo o pescoço dele.

— Obrigada, papai.

Lando, sempre o instigador, deu um sorriso irônico.

— Tá, mas vamos ser sinceros, querida: quantos bichinhos de pelúcia você já tem em casa?

Sn ergueu a cabeça, pensando bastante antes de levantar quatro dedos.

— Isso aí.

Lewis suspirou.

— Ela tem muito mais do que isso.

George sorriu.

— E mesmo assim você continua comprando mais.

Lewis bufou.

— Como eu disse, ela merece. — Ele balançou Sn levemente nos braços, fazendo-a rir novamente. — Vou mimá-la o quanto eu quiser.

Charles balançou a cabeça com um pequeno sorriso, observando a interação com carinho.

— Acho fofo.

Sn voltou seus olhos brilhantes para Charles novamente.

— Você tem um coelho?

Charles riu baixinho.

— Não, mas acho que preciso de um agora.

Sn engasgou.

— Você pode pegar um! O papai compra um pra você!

O grupo caiu na gargalhada com a confiança dela, e Lewis, brincando, cutucou seu flanco.

— Eu mimo você, não os outros pilotos.

Sn fez beicinho antes de pegar na mão de Charles.

— Eu divido o Coelhinho com você.

Charles colocou uma mão sobre o coração e a outra sobre a dela.

— Sinto-me honrado.

Sn sorriu, visivelmente satisfeita consigo mesma, antes de se aconchegar novamente nos braços de Lewis. Os pilotos continuaram a brincar e provocar, mas havia um calor inegável no grupo. Ninguém duvidou por um segundo que a princesinha de Lewis era a criança mais amada do paddock.

E se Lewis quisesse estragá-la para sempre, ninguém o impediria.

[thisismeracing]

King of my heart | MS47 | Part. 24 (ending)

― Pairing: Mick Schumacher x hamilton!reader ― Word count: 1.2k ― Warnings: none I guess. ― Summary: Mick Schumacher rode a lousy wave for quite some time, so when the sky gets cleaner and the sun brighter he just knows something terrible may be in store for him. Whereas y/n was just so magnetic, and the possibilities of life with her seemed better than anything his mind could ever create, that’s why, for the first time in forever, he threw caution carelessly through the window, hoping to get to the finish line before it catches up on him.

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Mick paced around the room again, and for the looks of it, it wouldn’t take him long to dig a hole in the exact spot his racing boots were hitting.

“We don’t have much time, Mick, you gotta get ready,” Gary, his engineer, knocked on the door, opening it just enough to look at the German.

“Where’s Yn?” 

“You mean Yn Hamilton?” he asked, just to make sure and Mick tried to keep his eyes from rolling, too stressed to answer properly, but too polite to give a rude answer to Gannon who was friendly most of the time. The engineer took on the driver's silence, and tried, “I think she’s with Lewis. Want me to get her?” 

“Get who?” just from Yn’s voice Mick could guess she was smiling. That bright and big smile he loved so much. The only smile that would be able to calm his racing heart.

Gary waved to Yn opening the door wider for her, he motioned ‘5 minutes’ to Mick and left the lovers alone giving them as much privacy as a small driver’s room could. 

“Hey, mouse, what's the matter?” she walked inside and towards him, tipping her face up so their lips could meet in a quick peck. 

Mick, however, had other plans.

His hands found purchase on her waist, bringing her body impossibly closer, and his tongue took advantage of the surprised gasp she let out to sneak inside her mouth, tasting her sweetness. Yn grasped his blonde locks between her fingers, and corresponded the kiss as much as she could, feeling how nervous he was.

When the air made itself scarce, the driver hid his face in the crook of her neck. 

“I’m nervous, what if I fuck it up? What if I crash? What if the car is shitty? What if–” Mick started, voice trembling, finally letting his walls down, and showing someone how vulnerable he was feeling.

Sure they had this conversation before, and sure Mick Schumacher knew he was a great racing driver, but he was also a human being and, of course, he had his own insecurities and doubts. 

Yn held his face between her hands, leveling it with her own, and looking him in the eyes. His big blue orbs looked at her with adoration and fear all mixed in one, and she smiled sympathetically. 

“Close your eyes,” she commanded in a soft tone and he obeyed. “Hear this rustling of people walking around from one side of the other working non-stop?” Mick nods keeping his eyes shut, they’re chest to chest so listening to her soothing voice and feeling her breath evens his. “They’ve been working for a while now so everything is perfect for their number one driver. They’re not sure if the car will beat that Red Bull witchcraft, but they’re doing their best, and they counting on you to do your best as well. It doesn’t matter if this combo doesn’t get you a podium today, there’s always next Sunday. They got the will to make it happen, and they got the driver to do so too. Leave the past in the past, get in that car, and do what you love doing, do what you know you can do, and also what you don’t know you can do yet. We’ll be here watching, rooting, working, and praying.” 

Her comforting words and soft tone made Mick lean even more on her touch. He smiled, nodded, and kissed her forehead. 

“Where–”

“Here,” she was quick to answer, already knowing he was going to ask from where she would watch the race. Lewis was racing as well, and before Sunday rolled around Yn was asked this question by a lot of people, her brother included. “I’ll watch it from here, you may see me cheering when Lew overtakes others, but I’ll be here rooting for you too. And I don’t care about the outcome, you’re my number one.” She whispered the last part and Mick smiled, kissing her yet again. 

“I love you.”

“I love you,” she echoed back, lacing her hands around his large shoulders and enjoying his warmth. “You’re also looking hot as fuck in this new racing suit, please tell me you can sneak one in your bag tonight.”

Mick laughed and nibbled on her neck just enough to make her whine, but before he could give Hamilton a witty answer, there was a knock on the door. 

“Go out there and kick ass,” she kissed his chin, and smiled, turning to the door.

And that was exactly what Mick did. He turned the first race of the season into a show. His show. Everyone watched on the edge of their seats as time after time he overtook cars and climbed up to the podium. A fight for the podium went on on the last turn – Lewis, Mick, and Max were fighting for first place, and in the last seconds the Schumacher overtook his future-in-law, hatching the first place and surprising everyone.

The camera panned on Yn watching the race from the Porsche’s garage, and the way she smiled and cheered when Mick got his first win of the season on the first race of the season during his first year with a team that was racing for the first time. It was a first, and how sweet it tasted for everyone. Even for Lewis, who ended up getting second place, but celebrated as if that was his win too. 

The team ran for the celebration, and Mick went straight for Yn once the car was parked and the helmet was off. There wasn’t much thinking into it, he just saw her there crying and smiling wearing his team’s merch, his number on her body, his initial dangling from a chain around her neck, Mick couldn’t do anything but kiss her lips in front of the cameras. The cheers and flashes faded during the seconds their lips were sealed, he hugged her close, before jumping on top of the crew. Lewis walked to his sister after the congrats from his own team, he hugged her and they smiled as brightly as ever. 

After the podium celebration and interviews, Mick walked back to his garage finding Yn and Lewis there. They were side by side talking, both smiling, and Mick couldn’t help but remember the first time he saw Yn. That day she was talking with Lewis too, it was also the beginning of the season, and now, just like before Mick felt like he could stare at her forever. Yn looked stunning wearing Porsche’s shirt and baggy jeans, the colors of the shirt creating the perfect contrast with her black skin. Her curls were tied on top of her head after the long day. She was stunning, and now he was the one walking into the room, walking to her, his girlfriend. 

His heart was doing somersaults inside his chest. 

After so many days of worrying and agonizing about the future, he was here with a seat on a great team. After so many days of fear about his relationship, Yn was here, as sure as ever about their commitment. After so many times unsure of the future, Mick was happy with the unknown, happy to discover it with Yn, happy to build his own legacy, happy to experience life to the fullest, and even happier to rule the kingdom of Yn’s heart because he knew damn well she was the queen of his heart, body, and soul. 

She was the one he had been waiting for.

“There he is,” Yn said taking Mick from his thoughts and walking towards him again. “My number one,” she whispered hugging him, “the king of my heart.” 

And nothing ever felt as right as being in her arms.

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[tsukishimawhore]

I have to break my silence

But every time in a fic when the reader is Hamilton's little sister and goes out with Max I cringeeee. It's so passive aggressive towards Lewis like he's a big hater for no reason, and the reader is always against her brother and goes with Max like ???

Or anything with the best friend of your brother I just can’t !!!!

+yall gotta be racist for the way you written those fics cause …

[yarastilinski]

Good Luck Charm

Esse imagine pertence a @ari-ana-bel-la e eu estou apenas traduzindo.

A chuva batia suavemente no telhado da garagem da Ferrari, um som rítmico e suave que preenchia o ar enquanto a equipe se agitava, preparando tudo para a próxima corrida. Era um daqueles fins de semana imprevisíveis em que o clima se recusava a colaborar — mas, para uma garotinha de três anos chamada Sn, aquilo tudo era simplesmente mágico.

Sn estava perto da entrada da garagem, suas mãos pequenas segurando firme uma bandeira vermelha da Ferrari que um dos engenheiros havia lhe dado mais cedo. Seus olhos brilhavam de encantamento ao observar o carro vermelho reluzente no centro da garagem. Aquele era o carro do seu pai e, para ela, era a coisa mais incrível do mundo.

— Uau — sussurrou, enquanto os pneus eram trocados e verificados com uma velocidade impressionante. Tudo parecia tão grande, barulhento e importante, mas Sn não estava assustada. Não quando todos ao redor dela eram tão gentis.

Uma risadinha suave soou ao seu lado.

— Gostou, Sn? — perguntou Angela, agachando-se para ficar na altura da menina. Ela tinha um sorriso acolhedor, do tipo que fazia Sn se sentir segura e confortável.

Sn assentiu animadamente, seus cachinhos pulando com o movimento.

— É tão rápido! — exclamou, fazendo Angela rir baixinho.

Do outro lado da garagem, Lewis estava de macacão, alongando os braços enquanto conversava com um dos engenheiros. Mesmo ocupado, seus olhos sempre procuravam Sn, certificando-se de que ela estava bem. Ele adorava tê-la ali na pista. Era algo especial, compartilhar aquele mundo com sua filhinha.

— Papai é rápido — declarou Sn, orgulhosa, observando a equipe se movimentar ao redor dele.

— Ele é mesmo — concordou Angela, dando um leve aperto em seu ombro. — É um dos mais rápidos.

A equipe da Ferrari adorava Sn. Desde o momento em que ela entrou na garagem com Lewis naquela manhã, havia conquistado o coração de todos. Era impossível não sorrir com sua presença, especialmente quando ela batia palmas entusiasmada sempre que ouvia o rugido de um motor.

— Sn, bambina! — chamou um dos mecânicos, erguendo um boné vermelho com o logo da equipe. — Quer experimentar?

Os olhos de Sn brilharam. Ela deixou Angela guiá-la até o mecânico e soltou uma risadinha quando ele colocou o boné em sua cabeça com cuidado. Estava um pouco grande, mas ela adorou mesmo assim.

— Olha! — disse, virando-se para Angela. — Tô igual ao papai!

— Está mesmo — respondeu Angela, afastando um cachinho de seu rosto. — Você é o amuleto da sorte dele.

Do outro lado da garagem, Lewis viu a filha com o boné enorme e sorriu para si mesmo. Ela estava se divertindo tanto, e honestamente, todo aquele clima chuvoso e os atrasos já tinham valido a pena.

— Certo, vamos começar — disse Angela suavemente para Lewis ao se aproximar dele. — Hora da corrida.

Enquanto Angela o ajudava com o equipamento, os olhos curiosos de Sn seguiam cada movimento. Ela observava enquanto Angela pegava o balaclava e o entregava a Lewis. Sem pensar duas vezes, Sn correu até eles, seus pezinhos batendo no chão.

— Eu ajudo! — anunciou, com as mãos estendidas.

Lewis se virou, um pouco surpreso, mas logo amoleceu ao ver a expressão determinada da filha.

— Quer me ajudar a me aprontar, princesa? — perguntou gentilmente.

Sn assentiu, com o rostinho sério e concentrado.

— Eu vou fazer — disse com firmeza.

Angela riu baixinho e entregou o balaclava a Sn.

— Tudo bem, pode ajudar.

Sn segurou o tecido macio e o estendeu para o pai.

— Aqui, papai. Você precisa disso.

Lewis se agachou um pouco para que ela pudesse alcançá-lo melhor.

— Obrigado, minha menina — disse, deixando que ela colocasse o item em suas mãos. — Você é muito prestativa.

Ela estufou o peito de orgulho antes de voltar para perto de Angela, os olhos atentos ao que vinha a seguir. Era a vez das luvas, que Angela entregou a ela com um sorriso cúmplice. Sn levou a tarefa muito a sério, caminhando de volta até o pai e entregando cada luva com cuidado.

— Luvas, papai — anunciou, observando enquanto ele as colocava.

— Não sei o que eu faria sem você — disse Lewis, brincando enquanto mexia os dedos com as luvas já postas.

Quando Angela pegou o fone de ouvido, Sn estendeu as mãos novamente. Levou-o com cuidado até o pai, que se agachou na frente dela.

— Isso também — disse, a voz suave, mas confiante.

— Você é incrível — elogiou Lewis, deixando que ela ajeitasse uma de suas tranças atrás da orelha enquanto entregava o equipamento.

Por fim, Angela lhe deu o capacete. Sn sabia que era pesado, então o carregou devagar até o pai, colocando-o com cuidado no chão. Ficou parada por um momento, batendo o dedinho no queixo como se estivesse pensando muito seriamente.

— Papai, você tem que ajoelhar — instruiu, com seriedade.

Lewis piscou, surpreso, trocando um olhar curioso com Angela, que apenas deu de ombros com um sorriso divertido.

— Tá bom — disse ele, abaixando-se sobre um joelho. — Assim?

Sn assentiu decididamente antes de se aproximar e depositar um beijinho suave e quente na bochecha dele.

— Beijo da sorte — sussurrou, com a voz doce como mel.

Por um momento, Lewis esqueceu completamente a corrida. Seu coração se derreteu com o gesto, e ele não conseguiu conter o largo sorriso que se espalhou por seu rosto.

— Obrigado, meu amor — murmurou, puxando-a para um abraço. — Você é o melhor amuleto da sorte do mundo.

Ela riu baixinho e, ao se afastar, pegou o capacete e o entregou a ele.

— Agora você tá pronto — declarou.

— Agora estou mesmo — concordou Lewis, depositando um beijo suave em sua testa. — Você me ajudou direitinho.

A equipe da Ferrari, que observava tudo em silêncio, trocou sorrisos e risadinhas. Ver seu piloto sendo tão carinhoso com a filha era quase demais para o coração. Mesmo em meio ao caos de um fim de semana de corrida, momentos como aquele pareciam mágicos.

Angela pegou Sn no colo, balançando-a levemente enquanto Lewis se levantava e ajustava o capacete.

— Você foi incrível, Sn — sussurrou ela. — O papai vai vencer com a sua sorte.

— Vai mesmo? — perguntou Sn, os olhos arregalados de expectativa.

— Claro que vai — garantiu Angela. — Porque você ajudou.

Antes de entrar no carro, Lewis se virou para elas. Com um sorriso, mandou um beijo no ar para Sn.

Os olhos de Sn se iluminaram, e com uma risadinha encantada, ela bateu palmas e fingiu agarrar o beijo no ar. Apertou o punho contra o peito, olhando para Angela com orgulho.

— Eu peguei!

Angela beijou o topo da cabeça dela, balançando-a suavemente.

— Você foi maravilhosa hoje, meu amor.

Os motores rugiram, as vibrações preenchendo a garagem enquanto Lewis seguia para a pista molhada. Mas, para Sn, o barulho nem importava. Ela estava ocupada demais observando seu pai, sabendo, no fundo do coração, que ele venceria — porque o beijo da sorte dela era a coisa mais poderosa do mundo.

[yarastilinski]

Brαids

Esse imagine pertence a @ari-ana-bel-la e eu estou apenas traduzindo.

O sol refletia nos carros elegantes e brilhantes no paddock enquanto as câmeras disparavam e os fãs aplaudiam. Era uma sexta-feira movimentada na pista, com o burburinho de mais um fim de semana de corrida fervilhando no ar. Os suspeitos de sempre já haviam chegado — pilotos, engenheiros, imprensa — cada um contribuindo para a energia elétrica. Mas nada poderia preparar ninguém para a onda de entusiasmo que tomou conta do paddock quando Lewis chegou, esbanjando confiança e charme.

Seu cabelo, recém-trançado, estava penteado com uma precisão e um estilo que fizeram todos olharem duas vezes. Os padrões intrincados em seu couro cabeludo, elegantes e simétricos, realçavam suas feições já marcantes. Seu comportamento descolado de sempre era realçado por uma roupa elegante de grife — um paletó creme oversized combinado com calças de alfaiataria, adornado com tachas de diamante que refletiam a luz do sol.

— Uau — disse Oscar, cutucando Lando nas costelas enquanto estavam parados perto da garagem da McLaren. — Olha o Lewis. Tranças novas. O cara está arrasando.

Lando semicerrou os olhos, empurrando o cabelo cacheado para trás, sob o boné.

— É, tá limpo. Quem será que fez isso?

O mistério não durou muito. Enquanto Lewis caminhava pelo paddock, os repórteres se aglomeravam, ansiosos para registrar o novo visual. Um jornalista particularmente ousado chamou sua atenção:

— Lewis! Essas tranças são incríveis. Onde você as fez?

Um sorriso largo se abriu em seu rosto, com orgulho brilhando nos olhos.

— Minha filha fez — disse ele, com a voz afetuosa. — Sn trança meu cabelo desde os quinze anos. Ela tem dezoito agora — praticamente uma profissional.

A multidão vibrou de admiração. Claro, tinha que ser Sn. Ela já era uma sensação por si só. Conhecida por sua moda vanguardista e penteados exclusivos, Sn tinha um estilo único que mesclava elegância atemporal com ousadia moderna. Mais de uma vez, ela transformou o paddock em sua passarela pessoal, sem medo de experimentar ou ultrapassar limites. Não era de se admirar que as tranças de seu pai fossem impecáveis.

Quando Lewis chegou à garagem da Ferrari, a internet estava em polvorosa. As redes sociais foram inundadas com closes do seu novo penteado, com legendas elogiando unanimemente o talento de Sn.

Tranças por Sn. Os genes de Hamilton são invictos.

Esqueça os carros. Podemos falar do cabelo do Lewis? A filha dele tem mãos abençoadas pelos deuses.

Lewis passou os olhos pelos comentários em um momento de silêncio, rindo baixinho para si mesmo. O orgulho cresceu em seu peito. Ele sabia o talento da filha, mas ver o mundo reconhecer isso também? Isso era algo extraordinário.

No dia seguinte, quando o paddock pensava que já tinha visto tudo, Sn chegou.

Ela entrou com os avós de cada lado, exalando uma confiança natural. Sua roupa se ajustava perfeitamente à sua silhueta, equilibrada por joias grossas de ouro e botas que estalavam suavemente contra o concreto. Mas foi o cabelo dela que roubou a cena.

As tranças de Sn, uma intrincada cascata de fios castanhos intensos, brilhavam à luz do sol. Cachos pequenos e delicados se entrelaçavam por toda parte, captando a luz a cada movimento. Os padrões eram ainda mais complexos do que os que ela havia feito para o pai, uma verdadeira prova de sua habilidade.

Assim que Lewis a viu, um sorriso se abriu em seu rosto. Ele atravessou a garagem em poucos passos, envolvendo a filha em um abraço caloroso.

— Você mesma fez isso? — perguntou, afastando-se um pouco para examinar as tranças.

— Claro — respondeu Sn, inclinando a cabeça para que ele tivesse uma visão melhor. — Você sabe que eu tinha que me corrigir.

Ele riu baixinho, estendendo a mão para pegar cuidadosamente uma trança entre os dedos.

— Estão lindas, querida. Você se superou.

— Espere até você ver o que eu quero tentar em seguida — disse Sn, pegando o celular. Ela passou os olhos pela galeria de fotos, mostrando a ele uma série de imagens inspiradoras. — Esta tem um padrão geométrico — linhas superdefinidas — e esta… — Ela parou em uma foto de cachos curtos, na altura dos ombros. — Acho que você ficaria enjoado com estas.

Lewis ouvia atentamente, concordando com a cabeça enquanto ela falava. Ele sempre admirava a paixão dela pelo seu ofício.

— Eu confio em você — disse ele. — Seja lá o que você quiser tentar a seguir, eu topo.

Nesse momento, Charles se aproximou, arregalando os olhos ao ver Sn.

— Opa, tá bom — disse ele, acenando com a cabeça em aprovação. — As tranças são demais. Você está fazendo o resto de nós ficar mal.

Sn riu, batendo o ombro de brincadeira no do pai.

— Não tenho culpa se somos os mais estilosos daqui.

— Fatos — acrescentou Lewis, com o braço confortavelmente em volta dos ombros dela. — Está no sangue.

A descontração e o carisma inegável fizeram deles a dupla mais fotogênica do paddock. Câmeras acompanhavam cada movimento, capturando momentos de riso, admiração e carinho. Ao final do dia, a hashtag #HamiltonRoyalty já era trending topic no mundo todo.

Mais tarde naquela tarde, enquanto Lewis se preparava para a classificação, Sn sentou-se na suíte de hospitalidade da Ferrari com os avós, conversando baixinho. De vez em quando, ela olhava para as telas de TV que transmitiam o desempenho do pai na pista, com um orgulho silencioso florescendo em seu peito.

Quando ele emergiu após uma volta alucinante que o colocou na primeira fila, Sn foi a primeira pessoa que ele procurou.

— Eu disse que ia entregar — brincou ele, puxando-a para outro abraço.

— Claro que sim — respondeu Sn, com a voz suave e afetuosa. — Você é o melhor de todos.

À medida que o sol se punha no horizonte e o paddock se tingia de um brilho dourado, a imagem dos estilosos Hamiltons — pai e filha, lado a lado — pairava na mente de todos. O mundo poderia falar sobre estratégias de corrida e tempos de volta o dia todo, mas nada era tão icônico quanto o vínculo que eles compartilhavam. E se havia uma coisa em que todos concordavam, era que Sn estava apenas começando.