Could I request Lewandowski with a reader who is either a footballer or a F1 driver? And reader meeting the Barcelona team for the first time? Also if someone or multiple someones are a fan of reader (maybe Lamine, Pedri, Gavi or Fermin) and them just being awestruck and Lewandowski is just like "yeah that's my wife"? Or something like that if possible? Of course if not that is fine, thank you!😄 <3
That's My Wife (Robert Lewandowski X Aston Martin F1! Reader)
Fandom: RPF/FCB
Requested: Clearly (I found this one fun)
Warnings: Marriage/mentions of retirement
POV: Second Person (You/your/She/her)
W.C. 1264
Summary: Robert and F1 Driver! Reader have the same story for their number. Weird.
As always, my requests are OPEN
MASTERLIST // HITLIST
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When you joined Formula 1 in 2007, you took the world by storm. You were only supposed to fill in for the injured Robert Kubica, but you managed to qualify seventh and finish eighth in your first race, becoming the youngest driver to score a championship point. You were announced as a full-time Toro Rosso driver in 2008, and you claimed your lucky number nine as your driver number.
If anyone asked you why you liked the number nine or what made it your lucky number, you’d respond with something along the lines of “It’s a pretty number” or “I like square roots.” The real reason was a little more sentimental. It was the day (and month) that you met the love of your life.
On the ninth of September, 1999, you were in Poland for a karting race, one of the last ones of the championship that you were sure to win. As long as you finished in the points, you would take your last cadet karting championship before moving into the junior class of racing. In a spur-of-the-moment decision, you had gone to a nearby park to get away from the hustle and bustle that was always around you, it seemed.
You came across a few people playing football, and you decided to ask if you could join. Most of the boys looked at you funny before talking to each other in Polish, you later learned they were talking crap about you, but one of them stood up for you and took you onto his team.
That ended up being your future best friend turned boyfriend turned fiance turned husband, Robert Lewandowski.
It was fun for you to keep in contact with your constant traveling, but it got easier when you both got access to phones. You were each other’s biggest fans from a distance. As much as Robert would have wanted to support you at a race, he was generally in practice or in most cases, he had a match at the same time. That was until the Spanish Grand Prix landed in a break of matches. This was a big weekend for you, so obviously, you invited Robert.
“Any plans for the week off?” Some of the guys discussed in the locker room, but Robert was rushing to get out of there. “Woah, Robert! What’s with the rush?”
“I have paddock tickets to the Formula 1 race, and I want to get to the track before practice 3 starts,” He explained as he packed his team kit and changed into a copy of your Aston Martin team kit.
“Wait, you’re a fan of Y/n L/n? As in the best Formula 1 driver of modern times?” Fermin gasped as he recognized the Aston Martin colors and number 9 on Robert’s back.
“They’re legendary! I wish I could see them race,” Lamine sighed as he moved around the locker room.
“I’d kill to even see them in person,” Gavi chuckled as he brushed through his sweaty hair.
“I remember crying when they left Red Bull,” Pedri laughed, “Then, I cried when they left Ferrari.”
“If you wanted to go, just say so,” Robert chuckled as he zipped his bag closed. He turned back to the rest of the boys, who were all staring at him with their jaws on the floor. “What’s the look for? I said I have multiple tickets, and if you wanted to come, I’m sure the team can accommodate all of us.”
That comment went over the boys’ heads, but they were all buzzing about going to the race.
Robert sent you a quick text about getting tickets for the rest of the team. Obviously, you and Aston Martin had no problem inviting the FC Barcelona team to the Spanish Grand Prix. It made sense, and they could get some great content out of it.
By the time they made it to the track, the atmosphere was electric (boogie woogie). There were cars going around the track, and the boys were mesmerized. They were Formula 2 cars, not Formula 1 cars, but Robert didn’t have the heart to squash their amazement just yet.
They made it to the Aston Martin hospitality in no time since Robert had been around this track multiple times in secret. This wasn’t his first year supporting you, but this would be his first time supporting you from your garage. When they walked in, it didn’t take them long to find you talking and laughing with a few of your engineers.
“I cannot believe I am in their presence,” Pedri whispered as he froze a little ways away from you. Fermin, Gavi, and Lamine also paused as they stared wide-eyed at you in shock. Robert rolled his eyes at their antics as he walked up behind you and quickly dropped his hands to your shoulders before your engineers could alert you of his presence.
You jumped in your seat, turning back to the perpetrator before jumping up to wrap your arms around his shoulders. “Oh my god, you’re here!” You cheered as you pulled back from Robert and caught the eyes of the other boys. “Oh, and here’s my favorite football club.” You bid your goodbyes to your engineers before you walked up to the group. “Have you guys been to a race? I can show you around the garage. I might even let you sit in the car.”
“Even me?” Robert teased as he stood beside you with an arm slung over your shoulder.
“No, you’re too tall,” You joked with a face grimace, “Plus, you sat in the empty chassis before I did my seat fitting. Don’t even start.”
“Wait, wait, wait, he’s been here before? When?” Gavi gasped as he looked between you and Robert.
“Are you guys friends? Is that why?” Lamine pointed between you two. “I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s why.”
“Yeah, he is my best friend,” You replied sarcastically as you led the boys out to your garage. The Formula 2 race had wrapped up, and most of your mechanics had flooded back into your garage. When you got there, you realized that the session was closer than you thought, so you had to rush to get everything ready to go out. The boys were in awe as Robert pointed out some basic things in the garage, including your helmet.
“I wonder why she chose number 9,” Fermin said more to himself as he looked at the 9/9/99 imprinted on your helmet.
“I chose it for my husband,” You butted in after talking with your strategist. “It’s the day we met.”
“Hey, Robert, didn’t you meet your wife on September 9th, too?” Gavi chuckled before cutting himself short when you and Robbert didn’t laugh. “Wait a second.”
“Surprise,” Robert said, “She’s my wife.”
“Oh, you have so much to catch us up on,” Pedri gasped as he digested the information.
“I’ll tell you most of it throughout next season,” You replied as you started getting ready for your session. “Don’t tell anyone, but I’m retiring after this season.”
“Wait, what?” All of the boys, including Robert, objected as you grabbed your helmet and balaclava.
“I’ve been racing for almost 15 years, guys,” You chuckled as if it were obvious. “I want to go to some of your matches and enjoy life without worrying about a rigorous diet and exercise schedule. Plus, Fernando Alonso is taking my place. He’s the best rookie out there.”
“Isn’t Fernando older than you?”
“You want to see us play?”
“I can’t believe you’re leaving. I’m gonna cry again.”
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