Hi! I love your writing so much! Could I please request a part 2 to The Grid vs. Y/N’s Boyfriend, where she gets a boyfriend who treats her amazing and how the grid reacts? Thank you!! 💙
🏎️ “The Grid vs. Y/N’s New Boyfriend (Green Flag Edition)” 🏎️
pairing: F1 2025 Grid x Platonic!DriverReader
Genre: Protective Older Brothers, Soft Healing, Humor, Green Flag Energy
PT 1
It had been three months since Red Flag Ryan.
Three months of healing.
Three months of the grid hovering like overprotective security guards.
Three months of Max saying, “You’re not dating anyone without approval.”
Y/N had taken it well.
She laughed when Lando made the infamous PowerPoint:
“Red Flags: A Comprehensive Study Featuring One (1) Idiot.”
She let Charles walk her to interviews.
She didn’t roll her eyes when Lewis reminded her, “Know your worth.”
She was okay.
Actually…
She was glowing.
Which is why Oscar noticed first.
The Suspicion
It started small.
Y/N smiling at her phone.
Not the “funny meme from group chat” smile.
The soft one.
The one where her eyes crinkled.
Oscar leaned across the McLaren hospitality table.
“…Why are you smiling like that?”
Y/N blinked. “Like what?”
“Like someone just called you pretty,” Lando said immediately.
Her ears went red.
That was all the confirmation they needed.
The Announcement (Sort Of)
It came out casually on a Thursday media day.
“I’ve… been seeing someone,” Y/N admitted quietly while tying her race shoes.
Silence.
Twenty drivers froze like someone had cut power to the paddock.
Charles slowly turned.
“…Seeing,” he repeated carefully.
Max narrowed his eyes. “Name.”
Y/N hesitated.
“He’s not like Ryan,” she added quickly.
Lewis crossed his arms. “That’s a low bar, love.”
She exhaled.
“His name is Adam.”
Collective inhale.
The Investigation
Within 24 hours:
George had LinkedIn searched him.
Carlos had found his university.
Oscar checked Instagram.
Lando tried to determine if he had ever posted a shirtless gym mirror selfie.
Max demanded race weekend attendance for “evaluation.”
Fernando just muttered, “We observe.”
Kimi and Ollie sat quietly but intensely.
Like small bodyguards.
First Appearance
It was Silverstone.
Home race.
Big energy.
Adam showed up.
And the grid was ready.
He wasn’t flashy.
No designer logo explosion.
No ego.
No loud handshake.
He looked… nervous.
He held Y/N’s bag without being asked.
He thanked the mechanics for letting him stand in the garage.
He introduced himself properly to every single driver.
“Yes, sir.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“I’ve heard a lot about you.”
Max stared at him like a customs officer.
Lewis watched his body language.
Charles assessed how close he stood to Y/N.
Lando whispered, “He looks too normal.”
The First Test
Y/N had a rough FP2 session.
Wind picked up.
Setup wasn’t right.
She climbed out of the car frustrated.
Helmet off.
Jaw tight.
Before the grid could swarm her—
Adam stepped forward.
Not dramatic.
Not possessive.
Just quiet.
“You drove well,” he told her gently.
She frowned. “I didn’t. Sector two was awful.”
He shook his head. “You adjusted your braking point mid-corner after the gust on lap six. That’s not awful. That’s smart.”
The drivers blinked.
He had noticed.
He hadn’t blamed.
He hadn’t complained.
He understood.
Y/N visibly softened.
“Oh.”
Lewis and Charles exchanged a look.
Point: Adam.
The Second Test
Hospitality.
Crowded.
Someone accidentally bumps Y/N hard enough to jolt her shoulder.
Before Max can step in—
Adam says calmly, “Hey, careful.”
Not aggressive.
Not chest-puffing.
Just firm.
The person apologizes immediately.
Adam checks Y/N’s shoulder.
“You okay?”
She nods.
He doesn’t escalate.
Doesn’t grandstand.
Doesn’t make it about himself.
Fernando hums approvingly.
The Third Test (The Big One)
Post-qualifying interview.
Y/N P3.
Massive result.
Reporters immediately ask about her relationship.
“Does your boyfriend enjoy the perks of being with an F1 driver?”
Adam is standing nearby.
They wait.
He smiles slightly and says:
“I enjoy watching her do what she loves. The rest isn’t important.”
The grid goes silent.
That was the correct answer.
The Group Debrief
Later that night, the drivers gather again.
Same hospitality room.
Same circle.
Different energy.
Max speaks first.
“He didn’t ask for paddock passes.”
Carlos nods. “Didn’t ask for anything.”
Oscar: “He thanked catering.”
George: “He waited outside during engineering debrief.”
Lewis leans back, satisfied.
“He looks at her like she’s the prize.”
Charles sighs dramatically.
“…I hate that I like him.”
The Final Confirmation
Sunday.
Race day.
Y/N finishes P2.
Incredible drive.
When she gets out of the car, Adam doesn’t rush the cameras.
Doesn’t try to hug her in front of media.
He waits.
She runs to him first.
Throws her arms around him.
And he just laughs softly, lifting her slightly off the ground.
“I’m so proud of you.”
Not “us.”
Not “my girl.”
You.
The grid collectively melts.
The Approval (Reluctant But Real)
Max walks up first.
Stares at Adam.
Long pause.
“…If you hurt her, I will know.”
Adam nods seriously. “Understood.”
Lewis claps him on the shoulder. “Take care of her.”
Charles points at him. “She cries at sad dog videos. Be prepared.”
Lando whispers, “We have a spreadsheet.”
Oscar nods. “Updated weekly.”
Adam looks mildly terrified.
Y/N laughs for the first time without tension in months.
hii, i recently found your account and i've been genuinely loving everything you write. i was wondering if i could request something with rookie driver reader who grew up with ollie and kimi, who doesn't have a good family life especially with her dad who's like out of the picture now and maybe they're at a race and her dad shows up trying to see her and get her to stay with him now that she's eighteen and not under court laws and she freaks out and the other drivers like oscar and charles and stuff catch on to what's happening and protect her and when them and the rookies ask if she's fine she tells them yes but it throws her off and she gets into a really bad crash, like car flipping and wheels on fire and her being unresponsive, then when ollie and kimi hear it on the radio they both do something thats never happened before and they actually turn back on the circuit to get to her and pull her out of the car and she's not answering so they take her to get medical attention and while she's out her dad shows up at the hospital and kimi and ollie and the other drivers protect her then when she wakes up they comfort her and make her feel better. im sorry if this is like really long and really specific, you totally don't have to write this if you don't want to but i feel like you could seriously do it justice. anyways, keep up the amazing writing!!!
“You’re Not Alone”
(platonic!2025 F1 grid x driver!reader)
childhood friends with Ollie Bearman & Kimi Antonelli | found family | protective grid
summary:
Y/N grew up alongside Kimi Antonelli and Ollie Bearman, but unlike them, home was never safe. When her estranged father suddenly shows up in the paddock, everything she’s worked to hold together starts to crack. The grid notices. They always do. And when things spiral, they remind her—loudly, fiercely—that she doesn’t have to face anything alone.
tw: family conflict, non-graphic crash, injury, hospital setting, anxiety
The paddock was loud.
It always was on race day—engines in the distance, engineers shouting, cameras flashing—but Y/N usually thrived in it. It was noise she understood. Predictable chaos.
Safe chaos.
She had just stepped out of the garage, helmet tucked under her arm, when she felt it.
That shift.
That feeling of being watched.
And then she saw him.
Her father stood just beyond the barrier line, talking to a staff member like he belonged there. Like he hadn’t disappeared years ago. Like he hadn’t left her to figure everything out on her own.
Y/N froze.
Her grip tightened around her helmet.
“No…” she whispered.
They Notice
It was Oscar who noticed first.
He had been mid-conversation when he saw her go still. Completely still.
Not normal.
“Y/N?” he called, stepping closer.
She didn’t answer.
Her eyes were locked on something behind him.
Oscar followed her line of sight—and immediately his expression changed.
“…oh.”
That wasn’t a fan.
That wasn’t media.
That was something else entirely.
Within seconds, more of the grid picked up on it.
Charles moved closer, instinctively stepping just slightly in front of her line of sight.
“Do you want to go inside?” Charles asked quietly.
Y/N shook her head quickly. Too quickly.
“I’m fine,” she said.
She wasn’t.
Everyone there knew it.
The Confrontation
Her father called her name.
Loud enough that heads turned.
Loud enough that the cameras nearby shifted.
Y/N flinched.
“You’re eighteen now,” he said, stepping closer. “You don’t have to stay with them. You can come with me.”
The words hit like a punch.
Stay with them.
Like she hadn’t fought for her place here.
Like the people around her weren’t her family.
Before she could respond, someone stepped in front of her.
Then another.
And another.
Suddenly, she couldn’t even see him anymore.
Just the backs of the grid.
A wall.
Solid.
Unmoving.
“No,” Oscar said simply.
Charles’ voice was calm but firm. “You need to leave.”
There was no shouting. No scene.
Just quiet, controlled protection.
And somehow, that made it feel even stronger.
“I’m Fine”
Later, back in the garage, Kimi and Ollie found her.
Kimi crossed his arms, watching her carefully.
Ollie leaned against the table, eyes narrowed slightly.
“You okay?” Ollie asked.
Y/N didn’t even hesitate.
“Yeah.”
Kimi didn’t believe her for a second.
“You’re lying,” he said bluntly.
She forced a smile. “I said I’m fine.”
Silence.
Ollie sighed softly. “We’re not pushing. Just… don’t shut us out, yeah?”
She nodded.
But her hands were still shaking.
The Race
When she got into the car, everything felt… off.
The track blurred differently.
The radio chatter felt too loud.
Her thoughts kept drifting back.
To his voice.
To his words.
“You can come with me.”
Her grip tightened on the wheel.
Focus.
She had to focus.
The Incident
It happened fast.
Too fast.
A misjudged corner.
A slight loss of control.
The car spun.
The world flipped into motion.
And then—
Stillness.
The radio crackled with urgent voices.
But Y/N didn’t respond.
They Break Protocol
Back on track, Kimi’s heart dropped.
“Red flag?” he asked, voice tight.
No answer came fast enough.
Ollie had already slowed.
“Where is she?”
The location came through.
And something in both of them snapped.
They didn’t wait.
Didn’t think.
They turned back.
Something drivers don’t do.
Something that had never happened like this before.
Getting to Her
By the time they reached the scene, marshals were already there—but Kimi and Ollie were out of their cars before anyone could stop them.
“Y/N!”
No response.
Ollie’s hands shook as he reached her first.
“She’s breathing,” he said quickly, voice tight with relief.
Kimi stayed right there, refusing to move even when staff told them to step back.
“No,” he said. “We’re staying.”
The Hospital
The waiting room was too quiet.
Too still.
The entire grid had shown up.
Nobody said it, but nobody was leaving either.
When her father tried to enter—
He didn’t make it past the door.
Max.
Charles.
Oscar.
Even others stepped in.
“Not happening,” someone said.
Firm. Final.
When She Wakes
The first thing Y/N noticed was the quiet hum of machines.
The second—
Voices.
Familiar ones.
“…she’s waking up.”
Her eyes fluttered open.
And there they were.
Kimi, right next to her.
Ollie, leaning forward instantly.
“You scared us,” Ollie said, voice rough.
Kimi didn’t say anything—he just reached out, squeezing her hand.
And then the rest of the room filled in.
Oscar.
Charles.
So many faces.
All there.
All worried.
All hers.
“You’re not getting rid of us,” Oscar said lightly.
Y/N blinked, her throat tight.
“…okay,” she whispered.
After
Later, when things calmed down, she finally said it.
Quietly.
“I didn’t want him there.”
Kimi nodded immediately. “Then he won’t be.”
Ollie added, “You don’t deal with that alone. Ever.”
