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I miss you, I'm sorry || Brocedes/Sargeton
Summary: Logan sure didn't hesitate to throw himself into Lewis' arms once he opened up. He would've for sure broken down if he had hesitated.
Lewis hugged back immediately, maybe a little too tight, but Logan didn't care, he was just happy to have Lewis' arms around him again.
Warnings: Handjob, mentioned blowjob, sebmark is canon, mentioned cheating, mentioned smut
Masterlist || AO3 || Pt. 1 || Pt.2 ||
Abu Dhabi
One week.
It has been one week and they were all three still together, much to Lewis’s surprise.
Logan wasn’t there. He had decided to stay in Lewis’s apartment in Monaco, accompanying Roscoe on the couch, watching the race.
Nico, on the other hand, was there, giving Lewis some ‘good luck’ head in his driver's room before the race.
It was just an excuse. Max was way ahead of him and stood to win the championship, so the ‘good luck’ was not needed in any way.
---
Bahrain 2025, Pre-Testing
Red.
It felt weird.
“How have you been over the winter break, Lewis?” A reporter asked.
”That’s the only thing you think about!” Logan yelled to Lewis from inside the living room to where Lewis stood on the balcony.
”This is my life, Logan,” Lewis mumbled, but loud enough for Logan to hear.
”And I’m not?” Logan scoffed, “Nico was right. You can’t hold a stable relationship”
Lewis heard the door of his own apartment being slammed shut before he heard the next door one open and close softly before sobbing was heard through the wall.
Lewis shrugged slightly “I’ve been,” He hummed with a playful smile.
“And how is it to be in red this year?” She continued to ask.
”You look so fucking good in red,” Logan moaned quietly, trying not to wake the sleeping Nico beside them as Lewis jerked him off slowly, the red shirt loose around Lewis’ torso.
“It’s a change, but not a bad one,” He chuckled softly, smiling with his teeth.
“You’ve done something different with your hair?” The reporter was getting off track, but she was true.
Looking around the bathroom, Lewis saw Nico’s expensive conditioner on the edge of the bathtub, which he didn’t care to take back.
Lewis continued to look and saw Logan’s cheap, old conditioner in the trash he insisted on finishing before Nico forced him to use his expensive one.
“I’ve been using some conditioner lately,” He hummed, shrugging slightly “Cut it a little,” Just like how they like it.
“It looks good on you,” She smiled teasingly.
”It looks good on you,” Nico blushed back when Lewis first cut his hair that length. Not short, not long. Just right.
“Good luck in Melbourne,” She smiled sweetly.
---
Melbourne
Lewis thought about making a stop in Monaco, but decided to go straight to Australia when he remembered that he could hear Logan and Nico fuck no matter where he was in his apartment.
And that was not something he was up to hear just before the opening race.
He missed them both deeply. It was his own fault, he knew that, and he was sorry.
Lewis had warned them both he wasn’t good at relationships, and Nico had known since ‘16 he was no good.
Sex. That he was good at. Hook-up’s. One-night stands. He didn’t need to know names. In and out. That was it.
Logan and Nico had made their relationship official a few days after they had broken it off with Lewis.
He knew it was because of revenge, and it was most likely Nico who suggested it, knowing the German had his way with mind games.
Probably also the same reason why they fucked like it was the last thing they did. Nico’s mind games.
Which is why Lewis didn’t act upon it. He didn’t want to satisfy Nico’s immense ego.
---
He knew Nico was giving the podium interviews, so Lewis almost considered giving Charles the P3 back when he overtook him on the last few laps.
He didn’t do it, though.
When Lewis walked up to the camera crew and got handed the mic, it was impossible to miss the way Nico’s cheeks had heated slightly up.
Lewis had almost forgotten he had cut his hair.
’Him and his goddamn hair’.
He could hear it in his voice as well. Others probably couldn’t, but Lewis knew him too well to miss the little things.
---
Lewis had just gotten out of the shower in his hotel room when he heard a knock on the door.
He put on a pair of sweat pants, leaving his torso bear, not giving a shit about it.
He opened the door, sighing when he saw Nico standing with his hands in his pockets. His hair was slightly messy, his lips puffy. Obviously, he had taken Logan with him.
“What do you want?” Lewis sighed, annoyed, crossing his arms over his chest.
Nico pushed past him and into the room “You cut your hair”
“Really? Didn’t notice,” Lewis said sarcastically. His braids were undone, so he threaded his hand through his hair, ruffling the wet curls slightly.
Nico chuckled slightly, sitting down on the edge of the bed, throwing a pillow onto the ground between his spread legs.
Lewis knew what Nico wanted. He should’ve seen it, really- even if they hadn’t spoken since January.
He sighed softly before hesitantly sitting down onto the pillow, his back pressed against the side of the bed.
They were both silent as Nico’s fingers worked on Lewis’ hair- He was no professional, and Lewis knew he would have to undo them later- or maybe he could keep them for once, they’d probably undo themselves when he slept.
Lewis pulled his knees up to his chest “I miss you,” Lewis hummed, his eyes closed, leaning into the touch of Nico.
Nico kept quiet.
“Not just you, but Logan as well,” Lewis sighed “I wish I could do it all over, make sure I don’t fuck it up so I could keep you both… I’m just not good at it”
“I know,” Nico hummed “, I know when you need your space- I’ve always known, but Logan… It’s one of his first relationships, and he doesn’t know you as well as I do”
“Did you try to explain it to him?” Lewis hummed, stretching his legs out in front of himself.
“Yes- pressure on try,” Nico chuckled softly "but you know how he can be…” He sighed, running his fingers through Lewis’ curls.
“Have you been using conditioner?” Nico asked, confused, feeling how soft Lewis’s hair actually was.
“Felt like a waste throwing yours out- you’re switching the subject,” Lewis said, turning his head to look up at Nico.
Nico pushed Lewis’s head back, continuing on his hair “You want to make it better? Get your shit together and actually try. Don’t avoid him in the hallway, don’t avoid him in the shops. Get your shit together,” He said, pulling at Lewis’ hair to make him look up at him, making him whine.
Nico raised his eyebrows when Lewis didn’t say anything, but only nodded a little, not wanting his head to hurt more where Nico was pulling it “Yes. I’ll get my shit together”
“Good, now sit still,” The German said, turning Lewis’s head slightly down to braid the hair in the nape of his neck.
—
China
“Can I ask you something?” Lewis asked Charles, standing in the doorway of Charles’s driver’s room.
“Sure,” Charles nodded softly, motioning for the small couch where there was space.
“Have you ever had moments where you didn’t speak to Max and you wanted to make it better, but you don’t know how, and you couldn’t ask him because he refuses to talk to you?” Wheels were turning in Charles’s head from trying to keep up with Lewis’s fast-paced talking.
He leaned back in the chair at the small desk “Um, I mean, yeah. It wasn’t like we’ve had a huge fight or anything, but Max is petty and gives me the cold shoulder sometimes. Why?”
Lewis hesitated slightly. “A friend is mad at me and I want to tell him I’m sorry, but I don’t know how, he doesn’t want to speak to me, and I feel pathetic to ask his boyfriend for help,” He explained.
“Hm. Depends. What did you do?” Charles asked, genuinely wanting to help him.
Lewis hesitated slightly before just deciding to come clean, “It’s Logan. He’s mad at me because I prioritised racing. Nico told me to get my shit together if I wanted to make it up to him,” He shrugged, fiddling with his hands.
Charles hummed, nodding his head slightly in understanding “What’d you do the first time to make it better?”
“I told an interviewer in a post-race interview that I still loved him and hoped that we could talk it out and make it better again, but I highly doubt it’ll work a second time,” Lewis chuckled pathetically.
“Start with getting him flowers- his favourite flowers,” Lewis looked up at Charles “You don’t know his favourite flowers, do you? I’ll ask Alex,” Charles sighed.
“He’s most likely going to throw them out, but it shows you’re trying and that you care. You have to keep trying- but not too much, that’ll give him the ick at some point. Next, you try with his favourite sweets. That’ll maybe be a little bit better. Then you can try with some coffee and some pastries”
“No wonder you and Alexandra are such a good couple,” Lewis smiled softly.
Charles chuckled softly, “But my best advice, talk to Sebastian. He had the whole ‘Mark refusing to talk to him’ period after Malaysia. He’ll have much better advice for your situation”
Lewis stood up, hugging Charles tight- a little hard when Charles sat down, but he did his best to hug him back.
“You’re amazing. Both Alexandra and Max are lucky,” Lewis mumbled.
“You’re amazing too, Lewis. The fact that you care enough to make it better shows that”
—
When Charles had texted Lewis about Logan’s favourite flowers, he thought it was adorable that it was roses- maybe a bit niche, but it was so adorable.
Lewis had gone out and picked a bouquet of the prettiest red roses he could find. He knocked on Nico’s door.
“I’ll get him. Wait a second,” Nico smiled softly when he saw Lewis standing with the roses outside of his door.
Lewis’s breath hitched slightly as he heard Logan’s footsteps on the floor.
“Please,” Lewis said quickly when Logan was about to close the door.
Logan didn’t close the door fully, but he still didn’t have it open far enough that they could see each other.
“I’m sorry, I really am. I miss you a lot. I know that I am not the perfect partner, I never have been. I’m trying to change, I really am- hell, I went to Charles for advice, who then told me to speak to Sebastian.” He chuckled pathetically, “I want to change so that I could be with you and Nico again. After I lost you the first time and got you back again, I never wanted to lose you again, but I did, and I’ll forever blame myself and nobody else for that”
Logan didn’t say anything, but Lewis was sure he heard a soft sniffle.
“I’ll leave the flowers for you. They’ll look good with that baby blue vase Nico has,” He smiled softly to himself, bending down to place the flowers up against the doorframe.
“I love you, Loges,” Lewis sniffled slightly, waiting a few seconds before he walked back to his own apartment.
—
“Seb, I need your help,” Lewis said once he heard Sebastian had picked up the phone.
”Sounds serious, what’s up?” Sebastian asked on the phone.
“I need your advice. When Mark wasn’t talking to you after Malaysia, what’d you do?” He asked, leaning back on his couch.
”You don’t want my advice, Lew,” Sebastian sighed, followed by a soft chuckle.
“How come? You always give good advice- and you have experience with my situation,” Lewis sighed, but was also confused.
”Because I cornered him in his drivers room and sucked him off,” He said with no hesitation and no shame.
“I shouldn’t’ve asked,” Lewis chuckled, drawing one out of Sebastian as well.
”Look, I know you’re too pathetic to ask Nico, but if you want both him and Logan back, you need to confide in Nico as well,” He explained, making Lewis sigh heavily.
—
“Wine?” Nico asked once Lewis had opened the door for him, "Logan's back in the states visiting his family, so it's too quiet," He pushed past Lewis, not waiting for an invitation to come in.
"I never say no to wine, but the last time we had wine, you sucked me off and didn't care about your relationship," Lewis teased as he closed the door behind him, watching as Nico found glasses in the kitchen.
"Yeah, well, that was also at 3 am, now it's only 7 pm," Nico smiled softly as he went to the living room and sat down on the couch.
"2.44 am, actually," Lewis sighed, sitting down beside Nico, turning his body slightly to face the blond.
"Whatever. Close enough," He chuckled softly, handing Lewis his glass "Have you talked to Seb about it?"
"Mh, I have yes," Lewis said, leaning forward, having forgotten to tell Nico about what Sebastian had said "When Mark refused to talk to him, he cornerd him in his drivers' room and sucked him off"
"What? Wasn't he already dating Hanna back then?" Nico asked, now also leaning forward.
"Mhm," Lewis hummed, nodding softly "What is it with you Germans cheating on your beautiful wife with a blowjob?" He chuckled.
"Hey, at least it works, right?" Nico chuckled as well.
There was a moment of silence.
"He threw them out, by the way, the flowers," Nico said softly, turning the glass in his hand.
"Yeah, Charles said he'd probably do that," Lewis sighed, leaning his head back against the couch and closing his eyes softly.
"He did hesitate before doing it, though," He hummed, making Lewis look back at him "He even went as far as taking the blue vase, but he regretted it and put it back before throwing them out," Nico explained, hoping it would make Lewi feel at least a little bit better.
Lewis just hummed "When does he get back?"
"Monday after Saudi," Nico answered.
"A month? Jesus," He groaned, putting his glass onto the coffee table before putting his head in his hands.
"He doesn't have a visa, Lewis, he can't stay here forever," Nico chuckled.
—
Logan was beyond tired when he got back to Monaco, almost falling onto Nico when he reached the couch.
"I missed you," Logan hummed as he almost sat on top of Nico, hugging him tight.
"I missed you too, Schatz," Nico said back, hugging him equally as tight, kissing the side of his head softly.
Logan pulled back slightly before he leaned back in, kissing Nico deeply.
Nico kissed back with no hesitation, holding onto Logan's waist, pulling him in closer.
"Logan, you're tired," Nico said when Logan got proper into Nico's lap, straddling him, kissing him more passionately.
"Never too tired for you," Logan mumbled against Nico's lips "And I missed you too much. Please"
Nico leaned his head back as Logan mouthed down his neck. He'd be lying if he said he didn't want this too- he'd missed Logan just as much.
He wanted to say no, he wanted to wait until tomorrow when Logan had gotten the rat he needed, but the way he was mouthing at his neck and pulling softly at his hair…
"Okay," Nico nodded softly, letting out a heavy breath as he felt Logan slip off his lap and out of his hands.
The taking off of clothes was quick, the foreplay rushed but thorough- Nico could maybe have stretched Logan out a bit more, but the younger didn't care.
The actually sex part was slow and soft, both just wanting to feel each other in their arms again.
'Feeling each other in their arms again', was maybe a little bit of an understatement. They had both ended up with a few too many marks on their bodies.
"I don't ever want to let you go again for that long. I missed you too much," Nico said, pulling Logan closer after he had cleaned him up.
"Next time will only be a week," Logan chuckled softly, tiredness taking over.
"Move in," Logan looked up at him surprised "I know a visa takes a long time to get, but…" He shrugged slightly.
"I'd love that," He smiled softly.
—
Much to his dismay, Logan woke up to an empty bed, groaning when he reached out for Nico to only reach the duvet.
He sat up in the bed slowly and tired, throwing on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt before making his way out of the bedroom.
"Ned's cold without you," Logan hummed, wrapping his arms around Nico's waist from behind, placing his head in the crook of his neck, kissing his skin softly.
"Making breakfast for you," Nico chuckled softly, reaching up with one hand to stroke Logan's ruffled hair.
Logan lifted his head slightly, kissing Nico's cheek before his eyes caught sight of a small black box on the dinner table.
"What's that? Wasn't there yesterday," He asked.
"It's for you," Nico informed, a small smile on his lips as he watched Logan walk over to the table.
"It's from Lewis," Logan sighed, picking up the box. It's was a box with some expensive chocolates.
"How'd you know? There's not a name on it," Nico asked confused.
"I mentioned to him once that I wanted to try them," He sighed "Am I pathetic for wanting to give him a chance again?"
"No," Nico smiled softly "He obviously cares about you," Nico sighed before he spoke up again "He's awake, you know"
Logan hesitated slightly "Give me 10 minutes," He said before going for the door.
Even as he stood outside of Lewis' door, he hesitated. He knew the apartment like the back of his hand, and he wanted to give Lewis a chance again, he wanted to believe that Lewis could change for him.
Before he could stop himself and turn back around, he knocked on the door, waiting for Lewis to open.
Logan sure didn't hesitate to throw himself into Lewis' arms once he opened up. He would've for sure broken down if he had hesitated.
Lewis hugged back immediately, maybe a little too tight, but Logan didn't care, he was just happy to have Lewis' arms around him again.
Happy Valentine's day guys!! Sargeton has consumed my brain! I hope you guys like this I'm honestly not good with dialogue but I'm low-key happy with this ngl 🧍Enjoy!!
Logan woke up in a lavish hotel room his boyfriend had gotten for them. The walls were cream colored and dainty details plastered the here and there.
Logan didn't think he'd be back in Italy after what happened the year before. Being dropped mid season had definitely impacted him. Mentally and emotionally. But he was grateful his boyfriend was there, by his side, loving him back to a stable state of mind.
Lewis had been so patient and loving with Logan. He had wanted to come out and tell the world about their relationship, but Logan wasn't ready. He was still anxious about coming back to the paddock even as a guest. It would feel weird.
But now they're in Monza and Logan wants to yell it out to the world that Lewis Hamilton was his.
Logan could hear Lewis in the kitchen, probably making their morning teas. When Lewis walked into the room, Logan carefully sat up against the headboard of the bed, the lower half of his body stinging. Lewis only gave him a concerned look while he set down their teas on the bedside table.
"I'm sorry, love. Did I hurt you?" Logan only shakes his head, "No, I'm fine." He finally settled into a position that doesn't hurt him. "We just haven't really done anything in a while. With you being busy with Ferrari and stuff." Lewis hums in response as he hands Logan a cup of tea.
They fell into a quiet silence, enjoying each other's presence. "You know you don't have to come out today, right," Lewis breaks the silence. No matter how much he wanted everyone to know about his relationship with the sweet American, he didn't want to pressure Logan into doing anything he didn't want to do.
"I want to do this, baby," Logan stated. He grabs one of Lewis' hand and starts softly tracing the black ink. "I want everyone to know your mine. Besides, how else can I be your number one WAG if I don't even attend races?" Lewis chuckles and grabs Logan's cup and puts it down to kiss Logan. "God, I love you..." Lewis whispers into Logan's lips. "I love you too..."
Logan was nervous. He couldn't stop picking his nails. Lewis hand to hold his hand on the drive to the track. This'll be the first time Logan would show up to a race, not as a driver, but as Lewis Hamilton's boyfriend.
"You ready, love?" Logan looks up at Lewis and then out the window. The car was parked and he could see the paddock entrance a few feet away. "What if this ruins your image? I mean sponsors, Ferrari-" "Support us and will make sure no harm comes to us, okay?" Lewis smoothed his thumb over Logan's hand. Logan nods and takes a deep breath before getting out of the car.
He could hear the screams and chants from the fans. Everyone screaming Lewis' name. Lewis grabs Logan's hand and brings it up to his lips. "We're okay, yeah?" Logan nods, "We're okay." They both make their way towards the paddock entrance together as they could hear fans and the shutters of cameras.
Logan could also hear the shocked murders and whisperings. No doubt fans putting two and two together, especially with Lewis and Logan holding hands.
Making their way through the paddock, fan would come up to them to give Lewis friendship bracelets or to ask for a photo. Logan had watched with adoring eyes. He loved watching all the live and support Lewis got. Though, sometimes he did wish he got the same.
"Hi, Logan! Do you think we could get a picture with you?" Two guys had come up to Logan. One with a customized Logan t-shirt and the other in Mercedes team gear. "Yeah sure, man. Of course," Logan smiled. They took a few pictures before the two guys face Logan again. "Thanks man. This means a lot to us. We don't know when you'll be back racing, but hopefully soon? We need to support our own, yeah?" Laugh laughs and nods. "Yeah, yeah. Hopefully, I'll be back soon, but who knows?"
When Logan and Lewis get closer to Ferrari hospitality, Lewis stops them. He turns to Logan and leans in for a soft kiss. "I'm so proud of you. For doing this with me." Logan grins and hides his face in Lewis' neck. "Hm, being back isn't so bad," Logan places a small kiss on Lewis' neck. Lewis chuckles and brings a hand to Logan's cheek. "Y'know, red suits you better than blue, no?" Logan nods, "I agree."
3 clicks and I’m home || Brocedes/Sargeton
Summary: Nico- Good luck in the race, we’re rooting for you, Schatzi
Warnings: Blowjob, anal, anal fingering, unprotected sex, creamepie, taking of virginity, voyeurism, masturbation
Masterlist || AO3
part one part three
A sleepless night for Lewis was disturbed by a knock on his door
He turned to look at the bedside table, the clock showing 2.44am
He was fucking confused that somebody knocked at his door at this time of the night, but he got up anyways
He dragged his feet across the floor, not bothering to look through the peep hole, which he probably should’ve
He tried closing the door immediately when he saw that it was Nico standing in front of him, but the other man had stopped the door before he could
“What’d you want?” Lewis groaned, turning to look at Nico again
“Let me apologise” Nico almost begged, his hair messy as well as his clothes- a pair of sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt
“At 2.44 am?” Lewis scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest
“I couldn’t sleep, and the walls are so thin that I could hear you tossing” Nico explained, sighing softly “I brought wine” He hummed softly, showing Lewis to bottle in his hand
Lewis let him in, but not without hesitation
Nico still knew where all the stuff was in the kitchen. Where to go when he went for the wine glasses
“What makes you think I didn’t change it around?” Lewis asked, leaning against the kitchen counter
“Please. You hate change” Nico scoffed softly, opening the bottle, pouring them both a glass
They both moved to the couch, silence as Nico tapped against the glass with his nail, driving Lewis crazy
“You wanted to apologise, so do it” Lewis said, the tapping stopping, making him sigh softly
Nico took a sip of the wine before he spoke “I really am sorry, Lewis” Nico turned his body towards Lewis’ which was still turned forward “I thought-… I didn’t know you loved him, and just thought it was because he looks like me, and it really sounds selfish. I am so sorry”
Lewis chuckled softly, not the kind of funny chuckle, but the sarcastic amused kind
“You think a simple apology is going to make it right? You think a simple apology is gonna give me Logan back?” He spat, looking at Nico with knitted eye brows and eyes full of hurt
“I’ll do anything, Lewis. Anything you need” Nico scooted closer to Lewis on the couch, the German’s eyes begging
“You look like you want to be on your knees for me” Lewis chuckled, seeing the same look in Nico’s eyes now, and the look he saw before he was about to receive a blow job
“Is that what you want? I’ll gladly do that” Nico put his glass on the coffee table, spreading Lewis’ legs so he could sit between them, looking up at him
“Nico, no- it was just-“ Lewis stopped himself with a quick breath when Nico started palming him through his sweats
“Nico- you’re married” Lewis took ahold of Nico’s wrist with the hand not wrapped around the wine glass
“So what? That’s not your problem” Nico hummed, taking the wine glass from Lewis in his other hand, placing it on the coffee table
Nico managed to wriggle his wrist out of Lewis’ grasp, now slowly trying to pull Lewis’ sweats and boxers down
“Lewis, lift your hips” Nico said softly, looking up at the Brit
Lewis sighed “Nico- you’re married”
“Oh, verdammt noch mal” For fuck sake. Nico cursed, forcing Lewis’ hips up so he could tug them down “Would you just shut the fuck up?” He spat
Nico leaned forward, but Lewis pulled him back by his hair “I need you to really think about this and the consequences” Lewis sighed “You could loose Vivian and the kids” He breathed out
Nico looked like he hesitated for a moment, but he nodded softly after a second “I know what’s at risk” He sighed softly
Lewis nodded slightly in return, his hand easing in Nico’s hair, letting him leaned forward again, softly placing kitten lick at the head of Lewis’ cock, getting him fully hard
Lewis didn’t make much sounds, he was good at that. Keeping quiet when he needed to, knowing that Nico’s wife was sleeping a could hear them if he was too loud
Lewis’ breath hitched slightly as Nico moved his hot mouth down on him, slowly moving on him
Lewis took his hands into Nico’s hair, not to move him, but to keep his hair out of his face as he had grown it out “You’re so fucking pretty”
Nico started going a little faster, his hands going under Lewis’ shirt, pushing it up his waist
“Fuck” Lewis breathed out, his hand tightening in Nico’s hair, slowly and softly moving his hips up into Nico’s mouth
“Fuck, you’re so pretty” Nico moaned around Lewis’ cock at the praise, sending vibrations all through Lewis, making him moan softly
“Fuck- Nico” Lewis breathed out, his cock twitching inside Nico’s mouth, pre-cum dripping onto his tongue
Nico’s hands tightened around Lewis’ waist, like it always did when he allowed Lewis to come without having to say it
Lewis remembered all too well what the tightening grip meant, so without any warning, did he hold Nico down onto his cock, coming down his throat, grunting quietly
“You’re a horrible person” Lewis panted, pulling Nico off of his cock after he had swallowed
“Yes” Nico nodded, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, still looking up at Lewis
“Was Logan good?” They had been sitting and talking, neither tired, so they had shared the bottle, and opened a new one, not seeing the time being around 4 am
“Good in what way?” Lewis sighed, sipping on his glass, definitely starting to feel it
Nico shot Lewis a look “You know what I mean” He chuckled softly
“Well…” Lewis shrugged “We never went that far” He mumbled
“Please, Lewis. The walls are thin. I can hear it” Nico chuckled, his feet scooted under Lewis’ thigh, warming him up
“You don’t have to have sex to be intimate” Lewis said, pouting slightly as he looked at Nico
“You wanted to?” Lewis nodded softly “Why did you never?” He asked softly
Lewis sighed softly “He was never ready, and I respected- I do respect that” He explained
Nico nodded softly, sipping on his wine. Not knowing what to say, he changed the subject “When did you realise you were in love with me?”
Lewis chuckled softly at the sudden change. He shrugged slightly “I guess… One of the times I was visiting you in Germany when we were teenagers” He explained
“You should probably head back” Lewis said, just in time before Nico spoke up again
“Yeah” Nico sighed, standing up from the couch, missing the heat of Lewis’ body on his
Brazil Lewis had to do a double check when he saw Logan walk through the paddock with Nico by his side- more like Nico walked with Logan
Nico flashed Lewis a slight smile and a small smile, where to Logan quickly looked away when he made eye contact with the older man
George had to shove softly at Lewis’ shoulder to get him back to reality
Mexico was a nightmare for Lewis, so when he reached the podium in Brazil, he was overly happy
Which was weird, because he barely remembered the race- his brain working on auto pilot
The only thoughts running through his mind being Logan and Nico, sometimes even both
The thoughts weren’t the kind of sweet kinds, it was the kind where you should drink holy water for 30 days to make up for it
He was embarrassed after the fact, having to retrieve to his drivers room, taking care of his… So called “problem”
He was also embarrassed by the fact that the thoughts getting him off was his ex, and his other ex that was now married
Qatar Las Vegas was shit
Lewis had crashed out, flying into the wall, causing a red flag for about half an hour
So when he had won in Qatar, he started to wonder if Logan was his lucky charm, having seen him in the paddock with Nico again that week
Nico Royal Qatar Hotel, room 246
The only message Lewis got from Nico. He knew what it meant, so he didn’t need more explanation
Lewis showed up after debrief and a nice shower, knocking softly on the door
Lewis froze when he saw Logan sitting on the bed behind Nico’s body
“You’ll be fine” Nico said, pulling Lewis into the room before he exited, giving Lewis no explanation
Logan sighed, patting the space beside him on the couch
Lewis hesitated as he walked closer, sitting down beside the American, leaning back against the headboard
“Explain” Logan said as the only word, to which Lewis nodded
“It was like that in the start. That I only dated you because you look like Nico” Lewis sighed “But that changed, Logan. I started loving you- I love you. God- I love you so fucking much it hurts” He chuckled softly, sniffling slightly
Logan immediately swung his arms around Lewis, hurrying his head into the crook of his neck, squeezing him tightly
“I’m sorry. I should’ve listened to you- have let you explain. I love you too” Logan sighed
Lewis hugged Logan back immediately, listening as Logan started talking again “You still love Nico” It wasn’t a question, but a statement, to which Lewis agreed with a small nod “We’ve been talking, me and Nico”
Logan leaned slightly away from Lewis, but still held onto him “He have to get divorced first, of course, but, we were thinking after, that… maybe- maybe we could try and make it work with all three of us” He spoke low, looking into Lewis’ eyes
Lewis nodded softly “I don’t wanna do something that you don’t” He said, pushing some of Logan’s hair away from his face
Logan nodded “I want to” He hummed, leaning in to kiss Lewis softly “I’m text Nico that he can come back”
Logan took his phone, texting Nico, while Lewis kissed Logan on the side of his face, continuing down to his neck softly
“Lewis” Logan chuckled, his stubble tickling him as he put his phone back down again
“Sorry, love. I’ve just missed you” Lewis mumbled against Logan’s skin
Logan got into Lewis’ lap, straddling him and kissing him tender, just as Nico walked back into the room
“Love, we don’t have to” Lewis mumbled into Logan’s kiss, holding the American’s hips still as he started ground down against him
“Fuck me, Lewis. Please” Logan said breathlessly, the sound of Nico sitting down in a leather chair only background noise
“Okay” Lewis nodded softly “Lay down” He instructed, pushing softly as his waist, but Logan stopped him
“No. I want it like this, please” As Logan looked down at Lewis, his eyes begging, his whole world stopped, forgetting Nico was in the room as well
“It’ll be more difficult this way” Lewis said softly, sinking a lump in his throat
“I don’t care. Please, I want it this way” Logan almost whined, rolling his hips against Lewis’, making the Brit moan quietly
“Okay” He nodded softly again, lifting Logan’s hips up so he could get his jeans off while Logan pulled his shirt over his head, the sound of Nico searching in his suitcase evident
Lewis managed tho get Logan out of his jeans and briefs without moving around a lot, Nico throwing a bottle of lube beside them on the bed before he sat down again
Logan left wet open-mouthed kisses around Lewis’ throat and neck as Lewis warmed some lube up on his fingers
He pulled Logan close, snaking his hand around his body, soothing him with praises as he slowly pushed a finger inside him
The small moans and whimpers in Lewis’ ear were already music to him, imagine what he would sound like while getting pounded
Lewis slowly and softly pushed a second finger into Logan when he was loose enough, drawing a whine out of him, and making his grip around Lewis shoulders tighter
The position that they were in, made it harder for Lewis to find Logan’s prostate, but Logan liked the feeling of Lewis searching
Lewis made the mistake of looking up at Nico, seeing him already looking at him. Not at Logan, not the spot where Lewis’ fingers disappeared inside Logan, but at him
They held eye contact for a while, Nico starting to palm himself through his sweats, covering his mouth discreetly, muffling his own sounds
Lewis finally hit Logan’s prostate, making him moan loudly into Lewis’ ear
Lewis’ lips were all over Logan’s exposed shoulder and neck, but his eyes were still focused on Nico, who had now taken his hand off of himself, presumably because he was already close to coming
“You’re so fucking pretty” It wasn’t meant for Logan, but not knowing better, or knowing where Lewis’ eyes were planted, he muttered a ‘thank you’ a long with a deep blush rushing down his body
Nico knew it was for him. He knew. Lewis had used the same fucking tone he did back in ‘16, and the same fucking tone when he gave him that blowjob at 2.44 am
Lewis slowly pushed a third finger into Logan, waiting for him to adjusted before softly curling his finger to hit his prostate
“Lew- please. I-I’m ready. Please” Logan panted between his moans
Lewis planted a soft kiss in the corner of Logan’s mouth as he pulled his fingers out, wiping them cleans on the outside of Logan’s thigh
“Lift” Lewis instructed, patting Logan’s thigh softly
Logan lifted his hips, allowing Lewis to pull down his sweats and briefs down enough so he could get his cock out
Logan sat down again on Lewis’ thighs, swatting Lewis’ hand away from his cock so he could stroke him himself
Lewis moaned softly as Logan had a soft grip around him, a tight grip around the American’s hips
Logan lifted his hips, lining himself up with Lewis’ cock, slowly sinking down on him, moaning softly into Lewis’ ear
Whine, whimpers and small moans escaped Logan’s lips, going straight to Lewis’ ears
Lewis looked up at Nico once he started thrusting up into Logan’s prostate, seeing the blond now having gotten his cock out, slowly stroking himself
Logan was close, Lewis could feel it from the way he was clenching around him, his thighs shaking slightly, and pre cum dripping from his cock
“You close, love?” Lewis asked Logan teasingly, knowing that he was
Logan nodded, moaning loudly into the crook of Lewis’ neck, his hips moving fast
Lewis wrapped his hand around Logan’s cock, stroking him to the same speed as his thrusts, having him coming in seconds, painting Lewis’ shirt white
Lewis slowed his hips down, avoiding Logan’s prostate as he rode out his orgasm, eyes going back to Nico who by the look of it was also close
Lewis nodded softly at Nico, silently telling him he could come, and Nico who knew what it meant, came without a second thought, spilling his cum onto his hand and the carpet beneath his feet
Lewis came as well after a few thrusts, holding Logan’s hips down onto his own, coming deep inside him
“You okay, Love?” Lewis asked Logan, softly stroking his hair, feeling the weight of the blond’s body against his own
After they had gotten cleaned themselves up, they were all three in the bed
Lewis lying on his back, hands beneath his head, starting up into the ceiling. Logan was lying curled up into Lewis side, arm slung around his waist, asleep. Nico sat up against the headboard, reading a book of some kind
“What are you thinking about?” Nico hummed, not tarring his eyes from the page
“I’m not thinking” Lewis answered way too quickly, still starring up into the ceiling
“You’re paying no attention to the pretty boy lying on your chest. You’re thinking” Nico said with a sigh, now looking over at the Brit
“I’m gonna fuck this up” Lewis sighed “I’m no good at relationships” He stuttered softly
“A for effort, Lew” Nico sighed, Lewis now looking up at him
“I don’t want the effort, I want it to work” He sighed, covering his face with his hands, groaning quietly to not wake Logan
Nico sighed for what felt like the 10.000th time, closing his book and placed it on the nightstand before he took of Lewis hands into his own, kissing the back of it
“We’ll make it work. We don’t blame you, Lew” Nico smiled softly
Nico Good luck in the race, we’re rooting for you, Schatzi
I know who you pretend I am || Sargeton
Summary: Logie- I love you too, I just need some space to think
Warnings: sugar baby logan, sugar daddy Lewis, slowburn, age gap, handjob, virgin Logan, angst, virgin Logan
Masterlist || AO3
Part two part three
Zandvoort 2024
Logan shouldn’t have gone out- or maybe he should’ve, he don’t know
He didn’t feel like talking, so when Lewis slid in beside him in the booth, he kept quiet, not looking up at him
“You’ve been sulking this weekend- I know about the crash but, you’ve been sulking more than you usually do when you crash” Lewis said, looking at the American
Logan sighed softly “James’s replacing me” He explained, playing softly with the glass in his hands
“What?” Lewis actually sounded surprised, looking at him with confused eyes
“You’re surprised?” Logan scoffed, hiding his pain
“Yes!” Lewis said like it was obvious “Sure, you might not be the best driver out there, but he could’ve kept you for the season. Your replacement only have half a year, and can’t even get a seat if he’s good enough” Lewis explained, turning his body
In this light, Logan looked like someone Lewis knows… Someone Lewis knew. Why had Lewis never seen it before. People have been saying that Logan looks like Nico. Why did it take Lewis to hear Logan getting replaced to realise they looked so much alike
“It also means that I can’t afford my house” Logan laughed softly, leaning back into the seat, his eyes grazed softly with unshed tears
Lewis sighed softly
He had an idea, but held it back. Logan looked like Nico. If Logan agreed to his idea, Lewis would get laid, and to be with someone looking like the love of his life, and Logan would keep his house, or even just stay in Lewis’ apartment
“What?” Logan asked, seeing Lewis’ thinking face
“Nothing. It’s stupid” Lewis said, shaking his head slightly, turning away from Logan
“Come on, nothing you say is stupid” Logan said, smiling softly at the Brit
“This is-“ “Tell me” Logan’s eyes were so soft that Lewis thought he would die if he looked at him for a second longer, so he looked away
“If you think it’s stupid, can we just pretend I’ve never said anything?” Lewis asked, not looking at Logan
“Of course” Logan hummed “Not like I’m gonna be at the paddock to tell on you” Logan tried to joke
Lewis sighed, sinking the lump in his throat “I’ll pay for your rent, but… I want something in return” His eyes were closed
“You don’t have to pay my rent, Lewis, I’ll just move” Logan said, but softly added after “What you want in return?”
Lewis chuckled softly, opening his eyes “A relationship” He turned his head to look at Logan who was now looking away, blushing heavily
“You don’t have to- I don’t wanna feel like I’m taking advantage of you” Logan said softly
Lewis turned Logan’s head by his chin, making him whimper softly, his light eyes wide
“You’re not taking advantage of me, love. I’m offering, I just want a little something in return” Lewis said softly “We don’t have to do anything” Yet “Just for the PR. I’ll even invite you to the paddock”
“Lew-“ “You don’t have to, Logan. But… I will give you any- and everything you ask for” Lewis said, cutting off Logan’s protest
Logan nodded softly, Lewis’ hand still warm on his chin
Monza
Lewis offered to pay for another room for Logan to be in if he didn’t want to share with Lewis in Monza, but he said it was fine
“You think we need a story, if people ask about it?” Logan asked softly as Lewis was doing his night routine in the bathroom Saturday night
“We could just say that it’s been going on for a couple of months, but we kept quiet so people don’t think I’m with you because I’m pitying you” Lewis suggested, walking back to the bed where Logan was already under the covers
“Aren’t you though?” Logan asked with a sigh, looking up into the ceiling
Lewis only sighed as an answer. No way in hell could Lewis say it was because he looked like Nico that he was with him
Everybody in the paddock was surprised to see the two of them walking in together
Lewis was dressed fabulously as always where to Logan was dressed more casual. A plain white t-shirt and a pair of plain jeans
They didn’t hold hands or somewhat else touch, but Lewis were talking to Logan, walking close, a hand on his lower back to guide him into the motorhome
Everybody looked an extra time when they saw the two of them together, but didn’t dare to ask
“It feels weird” Logan hummed, fidgeting with his hands as he stood in the middle of Lewis’ drivers room
Lewis stood up from the small couch, putting his hands on either side of Logan’s face, turning his head up to make him look at him, even if he was shorter
“You’re fine, Logan. Okay?” Lewis hummed, pulling Logan in to hug him softly
That was the first time they’ve ever hugged
It felt good, Logan thought. He wouldn’t mind if Lewis touched him some more
“This is nice” Logan mumbled into Lewis’ shoulder
“What was that, love?” Lewis asked softly
“Nothing” Logan smiled slightly, shaking his head softly
“You did good” Logan hummed, standing close to Lewis in the elevator, other people standing in there as well
“I only gained one place” Lewis chuckled
“Better than I ever would’ve” Logan sighed, looking into the ground “Would’ve probably crashed the first lap”
“Don’t say that, love” Lewis said, now standing in front of Logan, tilting his chin up
“It’s the truth” Logan hummed, pushing past Lewis to exit the elevator at their floor, Lewis following quickly after
“I met Colapinto” Logan sighed, changing into something more comfortable “He’s a nice guy”
Lewis was changing as well “Yeah” He hummed softly
“You’re not going out?” Logan asked confused
“I would rather be here with you” Lewis hummed, patting the bed bedside him, looking up at Logan
“You should go out” Logan insisted, but got into the bedside him, laying on his stomach, leaning on his elbows
“I could never find anyone as pretty as you out there” Lewis hummed, tugging a strand of Logan’s hair behind his ear
Lewis liked Logan’s hair, always had, but more when he grew it out longer. It reminded him of Nico’s hair
Logan blushed deeply, but changed the subject quickly “Did they ask about us in any of the interviews?” He chocked out
“Mhm. Yes. Said it had been going on for a few months and we kept it quiet, just like we planned, and then said that now was the perfect opportunity to make it official” Lewis explained, smiling softly up at Logan
“We have to start being affectionate in public now” Logan sighed, turning his head away from Lewis, his hair falling down into his face again
“Not if you don’t want to” Lewis said, pushing Logan’s hair back behind his ear, turning his head by his chin
“No, it’s fine. We can. Holding hands n’ stuff” He leaned into Lewis’s touch unconsciously
“You’re own pace” Lewis said, his thumb outlining Logan’s bottom lip
Azerbaijan
Logan was hesitant as he walked into the paddock with Lewis, hooking his own little finger around Lewis’ softly, the only affection he was comfortable to give Lewis at the moment
Lewis looked up at Logan with soft eyes, smiling slightly, his little finger squeezing around Logan’s softly
Logan got lost in his thoughts, leaning into Lewis’ side softly as they walked into the Mercedes motorhome
All the stares from the people in the paddock had gotten to Logan, making him tired and overwhelmed
“C-can I get a hug?” Logan asked carefully as they entered Lewis’ drivers room
“Sure. Anything you want, love” Lewis said, Logan immediately falling into Lewis arms, his own around the shorter man’s waist, hugging him tightly
“The stares are getting to you, ain’t they?” Lewis asked, Logan humming softly, his face shoved into the crook of Lewis’ neck
“I’m sorry, love. I shouldn’t have dragged you into this. I’m really sorry” Lewis apologised, caressing Logan’s back softly
Logan shook his head softly “It’s fine, Lew… I just have to get used to it” He said, pulling slightly back from the hug
“You can always back out, Logan. I will still pay your rent, you just don’t have to do anything for it” Lewis said to him, feeling bad for everything he dragged him through
“Lewis. It’s fine. Besides, I will feel like I’m taking advantage of you” Logan said, walking over to sit on the couch
“You Americans are so fucking weird” Lewis chuckled softly, going to the small bathroom
“You brits are weird, I mean- have you seen yourself, Lando, George, Jenson… The list goes on” Logan chuckled, his smile plastered back on his lips
“But we’re hella fine, hm?” Lewis chuckled from the bathroom, his voice muffled
“You sure as hell are” Logan mumbled, leaning back against the couch, his eyes closed
“What you say, love?” Lewis hummed, walking out of the small bathroom
Logan tilted his head to look at Lewis again “I just agreed with you” He smiled softly
“Fucking shit” Lewis groaned, slamming his drivers room door behind him, making Logan jump and yelp slightly
The race wasn’t all that bad, but 7th to 9th wasn’t exactly what he was aiming for, and with how uncomfortable Logan had been when they arrived, he felt like it was all his fault
“I’m sorry for slamming the door” Lewis said softly as he slumped down on the couch, drenched in sweat, panting softly
“It’s okay” Logan hummed, sitting down beside Lewis on the couch, turning his body towards him
“No it’s not. First I cause you so much uncomfortableness, and then I go and slam doors like I have no care for you-“ Logan shut Lewis’ ramble up with a soft kiss to his lips
“It’s fine, Lewis” Logan smiled softly, pulling away from him
“Mhm. Yes. Fine” Lewis stuttered, obviously flustered, his hands just kind of frozen in the air
“You should go shower, Lewis” Logan said, chuckling slightly at Lewis’ expression
“Shower? Yes. Yeah. Sure” Lewis nodded, nodding softly before standing up to go shower
Logan whined when Lewis had shut the door, leaning into the couch, covering his face with his hands, realising that he had kissed Lewis Hamilton
Logan Sargeant, a nobody, had kissed Lewis Hamilton, a seven-time world champion
Logan laid on his side on the bed, looking at Lewis who laid on his back, hands behind his head, looking up at the ceiling
Logan wanted to kiss Lewis again so damn bad. Wanting to feel his lips against his own again- longer this time. He wanted to feel his lips
“You still mad about your result?” Logan asked instead
Lewis shrugged slightly “A little” He sighed, his bare chest rising and falling softly
“I wouldn’t have dropped two places, only because I would’ve started at the bottom” Logan said, trying to make Lewis feel better
“You would’ve done your best” Lewis said, turning his head to look at the blond
“My best is never go-“ Logan yelped softly when Lewis took his jaw into his hand, kissing him firmly
Lewis pulled back, seeing a frozen Logan, staring at him shocked
“That seems to shut you up” Lewis chuckled, caressing Logan’s jaw softly “Guess I’ll just do that from now on when you talk bad about yourself” He added with a soft smirk
Singapore
At some point when Logan had realised Lewis would kiss him every time he talked bad about himself, he started doing it on propose
He felt slightly bad about it, but he would rather do that than actually ask Lewis to kiss him
The thought of asking for something- especially something like a kiss was frightening for him
Logan stood in the bathroom of the hotel, leaning over the sink, looking into it
“What’s wrong, love?” Lewis asked softly, stepping behind him, looking into the back of his head, admiring his hair
“You think I’m not good looking?” Logan asked softly “You think I’m ugly?” He knitted his eyebrows together
Lewis turned Logan’s head by his chin, kissing him, but Logan kept talking
“I see what people say about me-“ Lewis kept kissing him, trailing down his jaw “-and how people say you’re way out of my league-“ Lewis kissed down Logan’s neck “-And how that if I hadn’t been driving, you would’ve never looked twice at me-“ Lewis’ hand went under Logan’s shirt, desperate to make him shut up “-Or how I’m only using you for your money, which I am-“ Lewis’ hand trailed down to the waistband of Logan’s shorts “-Or how you’re only with me because I look like Ni-“ Logan shut himself up with a moan when Lewis palmed him through his shorts, his knees buckling slightly
“That’s it. Keep your pretty little mouth shut if the only thing that comes out is negative things about yourself” Lewis said, about to move his hand away, but Logan pulled him back
“Love- we don’t have to-“ “Keep going” Logan said, bucking his hips into Lewis’ hand, hoping he would keep going
They have never gone this far in the three weeks- Logan had never actually been this far with anybody. It has only ever been him and his right hand
The new feeling had him whining and whimpering quicker than he’d like to admit
Lewis felt bad when he realised he had caught himself thinking about how Nico had made similar sounds when they were together
“Lew- Please” Logan breathed, his head falling back, his hair touching Lewis’ shoulder, his hands on the the sink turning impossibly whiter from the force of his grip
“Shh. I got you, love” Lewis cooed, removing his hand, causing Logan to whine softly, his head falling forward, his eyes closed
Lewis held Logan’s waist with his left hand, shoving his shorts down just enough with his right
Lewis leaned back, grip still on Logan’s waist, spitting in his other hand, attaching it loosely around Logan’s cock
Logan moaned loudly, his knees buckling, Lewis’ other arm coming around Logan’s body to hold him up
“You okay, love?” Lewis asked softly, his hand still slow and loose around Logan’s cock
“Mhm. Yes” Logan nodded, whimpering his words out, his eyes screwed shut
“Tell me to stop, and I will” Lewis said, kissing Logan’s neck softly, his hand going a little faster and firmer around him
Logan couldn’t reply to Lewis’ words, his mouth only spitting out loud moans, a stuttered pants
Logan was close embarrassingly fast. Lewis was that good
“Nothing to be embarrassed about, love” Lewis hummed, leaving wet trails up and down Logan’s neck, watching as his thighs shook slightly and his knees bucking slightly
“P-please, Lew. ‘M close- please” Logan begged in a moan
Lewis didn’t say anything, his thumb just going over Logan’s slit which cause the blond to tip over, moaning Lewis’ name as he came
Cum landing on Lewis’ hand, Logan’s shirt, some on the floor and even some on the sink
If Lewis’ grip around Logan’s body wasn’t as tight as it was, Logan would’ve probably fallen to the ground, his legs giving out under him
Lewis had gotten Logan cleaned and changed into something else before he laid into the bed, pulling Logan into his arms softly
“I should talk badly about myself more if that’s what happens” Logan chuckled tiredly, clinging onto Lewis’ waist, the warm skin radiating against his own slightly colder body
“You could also just ask” Lewis said, kissing the top of Logan’s head softly. Feels just like- No.
“Ask? Ask for something? Don’t think so” Logan chuckled “Maybe it will be your good luck charm for tomorrow” He sighed, kissing Lewis’ chest softly
Logan stayed at Lewis’ apartment doing the break after Singapore, wanting to spend time with Lewis, but not feeling Like going on vacation or inviting Lewis to Florida
Logan went down to gather the mail, feeling like it was the least he could do while Lewis was cooking for them both
He saw Nico standing there as well, checking his mail
Logan thought about just turning around and leaving, gathering it later, but Nico had already seen him, saying a small ‘hi’ to him
He returned the greeting, checking Lewis’ mail as well, having been told what he should save and what to just throw out
“You know, he’s only with you because you look like me” Nico said, no hint of hesitation in his voice
“Everybody’s been saying that” Logan chuckled, not once believing it
Nico was amused by Logan’s nonchalant response “He’s been doing it for years, Logan” Nico sighed
Logan looked up at Nico, seeing him already looking at him “He’s not just with me because of that” He said, smile faded to an almost frown
“I’m sorry, Logan. He can’t help himself” Nico shrugged “He’s got a type. Never wondered why his partners has always looked like me after I broke up with him?”
“He’s not…” Logan shook his head slightly, lips quivering, eyes glazed with tears
“I’m sorry, Logan” Nico sighed, patting him softly on the shoulder before he left Logan to stand alone in his thoughts
Logan was poking at his food, barely eating it. Staring down like it had personally attacked him
“I can make something different for you if you don’t like the food” Lewis suggested to Logan
“No. The food’s fine” Logan hummed, still not looking up at Lewis
“What’s wrong, my love?” Lewis asked concerned, putting his hand on top of Logan’s, but Logan quickly stood up, removing his hand from Lewis’
“I’m going to bed” Was the only thing Logan said before he left, slamming door shut softly
This confused Lewis. Logan always ate the food, he never slammed doors, he always waited for Lewis to go to bed before he did, never left the table without cleaning up after himself
Lewis got himself into bed quietly, putting a hand on Logan’s arm who was laying so he faced away from Lewis, but he pushed Lewis’ hand away
“Are you mad at me?” Lewis pouted softly, his heart aching when he got no answer “I’m sorry for whatever I did” He hummed, staring into the back of Logan
Lewis woke up to an empty bed, barely having gotten anything to sleep
This also confused Lewis. Logan always waited for Lewis to wake up before he did himself. He barely allowed himself to go the bathroom if Lewis wasn’t awake
“Love?” Lewis asked, his voice husky. He heard soft shuffling from the living room, so he went there, seeing Logan sitting on the couch but with the tv turned off
“You’re mad at me, and I don’t know why, but I want to make it better, and I can’t do that if you don’t tell me what I did” Lewis sighed, fidgeting with the strings of his sweatpants
“Are you only with me because I look like Nico?” Lewis went to kiss Logan, but the blond put a hand on Lewis’ mouth, pushing him away “I’m serious, Lewis”
Lewis swallowed a lump in his throat “It was like that in the start, yes-“ Logan stood up from the couch abruptly
“God. You’re unbelievable” Logan scoffed, looking down at where Lewis was now sitting on the couch
“I thought that there was actually something between us, but I’m just his fucking lookalike who you decided to try and get into the pants of because you couldn’t get the original meat. You fucking manipulated me, Lewis” Logan said, almost yelled, panting heavily
“No, no, love. Please, let me explain” Lewis said, standing up again, stepping closer to Logan, who took a step back in result
“I don’t want your fucking explanation” Logan cursed, tears rolling down his face
“Love-“ “Don’t fucking call me that” Logan wasn’t much of a curser. He had probably cursed more doing this conversation than the last 3 years
“I arranged with Max to be at his place before I fly back to Florida” Logan sighed
“No, Logan- please. I’ll take the couch, the floor- whatever, just please. I need you to stay” Lewis begged, his voice quivering
“Why? So you can imagine that it’s Nico laying in your bed instead?” Logan scoffed “You can keep my stuff” He got his jacket and left
Lewis softly fell to his knees, tears silently streaming down his face “Please. I love you. I love you so much” He whispered to himself, praying to god that Logan would just come back
Texas
Sleepless nights causing bags under his eyes, days without eating, causing his whole body to ache, but he didn’t care, his mind was clouded by him, and him only
Lewis was sure he hadn’t slept prober or eaten a proper meal since Logan left him
He had sent Logan multiple texts, asking him to just listen and explain, which none was returned- not even seen
“It’s a bummer to not see Logan here today. Why isn’t he with you?” It’s the first question Lewis gets asked in the media pen
“Oh, um… We’re not together anymore” Lewis answered, a yawn trying to fight through his lips
“Really? Why not?” The journalist asked curious, not seeing the tiredness on Lewis
“We’re just working some things out” This is your time “We left at a bad place, and things were said, but I’m really trying to fight and get him back. I really love him with every inch of my body” He explained
“Well, I hope it works out for you two in the end”
Lewis scrambled to get back to the Mercedes motorhome, but he didn’t get to his drivers room
He settled behind the hospitality instead, sliding down the wall, his knees pulled up to his chest, tears silently streaming down his face
“Not like you to cry over a guy” Lewis laughed hurt as he leaned his head back against the wall, seeing Nico out the corner of his eye
“You asked me what I saw in you back in ‘16. Back then, I saw paradise- the love of my life. Now? I see a fucking sadist, thriving on the pain you cause me” Lewis spat, not looking directly at Nico “I know it was you who told him it”
“It’s true, no?” Nico sighed, leaning against the wall
“It was. In the start, that was why. We both got something out of it. But now? I fucking love him, Nico” He turned his head to look at the German “And now I’m not sure I can get him back because you like seeing me get tortured”
“I-I’m sorry, Lewis. If I had known how down bad you were for him-“ “You don’t give a shit” Lewis was standing up now
“You only ever think about yourself, and yourself only” Lewis scoffed, pushing past Nico to walk away
Logie
I love you too, I just need some space to think
My dumbass just remembered a sargeton fic idea I had oh my god
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