hi. Here’s a drabble of the teammate rivalry fic that is taking me forever to write (currently 14k words😀)
Note: they’re in a elevator + the gif that caused this
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Kimi gazes towards you, and when you finally focus on him, his eyes are darker than usual. They have a strange heat inside of them. They’re unfocused, gazing at your mouth for a second too long.
Then stupid and the inevitable happened.
One second, there’s a comfortable distance between the two of you, and the next, his mouth is on yours. Exploring, warm, curious. Champagne and adrenaline linger on his tongue. It wasn’t soft, it wasn’t demanding – it was messy. Messy in the way all first kisses somehow are.
Your back hits the mirrored wall with a thud, as his hand moves to block you in. His other hand cupping your jaw. You’re expecting him to do something. Realise this was stupid, realise this was wrong, but he never went away. His lips remain on yours, incessant and eager to somehow get the secrets to spill out of them.
Your hand fists his shirt, grabbing the flimsy material and pulling him closer. He accidentally makes a low sound, one almost not audible. The heat rises between you, making your head spin and hurt from the mere alleviation of all this tension.
Ding.
You both break apart like two embarrassed teenagers. You’re both panting for air as the doors open. When you look at his lips, your lipstick is smeared all over them, and his chest rises and falls violently. Nobody moves. You sit paralysed, staring at the empty floor in front of you.
“Bad idea.” His voice is quiet and wrecked.
“Terrible.” You swallow, pulse still in your ears and throbbing in your throat. Nobody moves. You’re both just sitting in this awful silence that stretches on for eternity. What had you just done?
The doors begin to close and you both decide to make your exit. You part ways, going down the hall to your respective rooms. You begin wiping off your smeared lipstick off your lips and experiencing the lingering taste of champagne and regret in your mouth.
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I need to finish 2 more scenes and then proofread and then you guys can enjoy😛
summary: after you and kimi reconnect, he decides to make up for time lost during the formula 1 season's summer break.
warnings: use of y/n, use of cuss words, google translated italian
word count: ~1.1k
a/n: i got like a huge writer's block so forgive me for the wait for this!! it's really short, i'm really sorry about that
Kimi had asked you out. On a date. Well, he didn't word it like that, but that was what it seemed like at least? Maybe you just got the wrong impression.
The livestream you two did went well, you had fun, the audience was entertained and you could say that your page had completely blown up after the internet found out that you were old mates with Formula 1's newest rising star.
Usually, you'd think that Formula 1 and the fame would have changed Kimi completely. That was what you expected for sure. When you originally sent him the survey, you didn't think he would even see it. But apparently, he liked proving you wrong. He was still the boy you had grown to fall in love with. He was still gentle, funny, remembered your favourite cupcake flavour and how you liked your tea. When you looked at him you could still see the fourteen year old tall and lanky teenager who used to always pack an extra pizza slice to school just because he assumed you'd want one as well (he was right). Sure, there were some slight changes that came inevitable for the both of you, but you wouldn't consider it as bad transformation. Just... character development.
You and your best friend had spent hours sitting on the floor in front of your closet. Turns out, going to dinner with a Formula 1 driver had been something that your closet wasn't prepared for, hell, you didn't even know if it was something you were prepared for.
After a lot of arguing over whether you should wear a tank top or a sweater, you eventually settled on a white off-shoulder sweater with a jean mini-skirt, black tights and high heeled boots. Your hair was let down and you had some golden hoop earrings on for the "aesthetic", as your best friend referred to it.
When Kimi came to pick you up, it was all a whirlwind of laughter and a trip down memory lane in his Mercedes. You two talked about anything and everything, he was telling you about a fun prank Ollie pulled on him last week before the race, and you reminded him about the time the two of you did something similar to a teacher.
"Oh my gosh, bella, don't even mention it, he was so pissed about that!" Kimi laughed.
At the nickname, you remembered how it felt when he called you small things like that. It made your insides feel all tingly and gave your brain and hot rush of dopamine. Funny how your body reacted the same way, even after all of that time spent apart.
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Kimi had parked the car a bit further away from the restaurant, so nobody would make a huge fuss about his car and would make his entrance slightly more natural. It was only fair, you understood it. Plus, you didn't mind walking a bit, you actually loved walking. Even more if it was with him.
During the dinner itself, nothing significant happened. You two caught up on things you've missed. He asked you about college and you asked him about Formula 1. It wasn't boring, it was just casual. Normal. Comfortable in a way you had never felt around anybody else. It helped you come to the conclusion that many feelings you had experienced in life before, could only ever be triggered by being around him, really.
What you didn't expect to happen was for it to be pouring outside when you were about to leave. You two were so caught up in conversation that you didn't even notice the rain from inside.
"Cazzo, I'll go get the car, you can wait here, okay? I'll get the car in front of the restaurant and get you from there." Kimi mumbled as he shuffled with his car keys, probably getting ready to run through the rain to get to the car without getting completely soaked. Which, considering the weather conditions, was practically impossible.
You shook your head, "No, I can come with, it's fine, making so many turns to get back here is unnecessary. I don't mind the rain. I mean, unless you don't either, we don't need to rush..." In fact, you adored the rain, it was something Kimi had probably forgotten about you. Or so you thought.
When you initially told him that you wanted to go with him to the car, he wanted to tell you that you were absolutely insane. Until he remembered the one night his parents were out of town and he had to sleep at your house. It was , and your bedroom's window was wide open because you found the noise "comforting". He found it fascinating, but rolled with it.
After a few seconds of just gazing back at you, he nodded, "...Okay. We'll go together and see where it takes us in the end." And the teasing had to make a return, because who were the two of you without the banter? "...but if you catch a cold after this I am never letting you outside when it's raining again." He said with a small smile.
You nodded, smiling back, "Alright, mum."
Kimi took off his jacket and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side as he held the jacket over the both of your heads, the two of you sprinting to his car.
About halfway there, Kimi came to a sudden halt as he started laughing. You squinted up at him through the raindrops, "What's up? Why'd we stop"
He draped the jacket over one of his arms before speaking, "We're already soaked, amore, there's no point in trying to shield us."
You giggled as well. The sight was pretty entertaining, two idiots drenched from head to toe, looking at each other and just laughing in the middle of the rain. Kimi dropped the jacket to the floor, stepped right in front of you, cupped your face in his hands and pressed his lips to yours.
You were slightly taken aback by the action, but you weren't complaining. The feeling of his lips against yours and the cold raindrops pouring down your skin was something you had never felt before. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your lips moving against his.
And in that moment, on the side of the road, Kimi realised that there was nowhere else he could have ever dreamed of being.
Please a Kimi x reader fic where he's planning on pranking the team, counting the prank-war, but reader rats him out so it doesn't goes as planned. And obviously the team films when she rats him out and the fans absolutely LOVES IT.
Then in the end maybe when Kimi realizes she betrayed him and the look on his face. Anyways the team and the fans loves it and I thought it would be a cute little fic 🫶
Much love ❤️
Prank War Betrayal
Kimi Antonelli x Girlfriend!reader
Synopsis: Kimi plans a dramatic prank on the team, but you accidentally spill the whole plan when the mechanics corner you. The team films your betrayal, the prank collapses instantly, and fans go feral over Kimi’s devastated little face while the garage points at you in unison.
Which was already funny, because he was terrible at hiding things from you. He tried, of course. He’d get this laser-focused look on his face, shoulders tense, jaw set, like he was planning a heist instead of whatever stupid prank he’d decided was going to “win the war” this week.
You found him crouched behind the hospitality fridge at 8 a.m., whispering to himself.
“Kimi,” you said, leaning against the counter, “what exactly are you doing?”
He jolted so hard he hit his head on the underside of the counter.
“Nothing,” he said immediately, which was the least convincing thing he’d ever said in his life.
You raised a brow. “You’re hiding behind a fridge.”
“I’m… checking the temperature.”
“Kimi.”
He sighed, defeated, and crawled out, brushing dust off his team kit. “Fine. I’m setting up the next prank.”
You blinked. “On who?”
He grinned, boyish and proud. “The whole team.”
“Kimi, they have cameras everywhere.”
“That’s the point,” he said, like you were the one missing something. “It’ll be legendary.”
Legendary was one word for it.
He explained the plan in hushed tones, hands moving animatedly, curls bouncing as he gestured. Something about fake radio static, a staged “engine failure,” and a dramatic sprint through the garage that would end with him throwing a bucket of confetti at the mechanics.
You listened. You nodded. You loved him.
And you knew - absolutely knew - this was going to end in disaster.
But you didn’t stop him. Not yet.
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The Betrayal
It happened because one of the mechanics spotted you first.
“Morning, Y/N,” Marco said, sipping his coffee. “You look suspicious.”
You froze. “Suspicious? Me? No.”
Marco narrowed his eyes. “You’re hiding something.”
You weren’t. Not really.
But Kimi was.
And you loved these people. They were practically family. They’d taken you in, teased you, fed you, let you sit on toolboxes during practice sessions. They’d given you a team jacket with your name stitched inside.
So when Marco leaned in and whispered, “Is Kimi planning something?”
You cracked.
You didn’t mean to.
You didn’t plan to.
But you cracked.
“…maybe,” you said.
Marco’s eyes lit up. “Oh, this is gold.”
Before you could stop him, he waved over two more mechanics. Then the comms guy. Then the social media girl. Suddenly there were phones out, cameras rolling, and you were being gently pushed into the center of the garage like some kind of informant.
“Tell us everything,” the social media girl whispered dramatically.
You groaned. “He’s going to kill me.”
“Tell us,” she repeated, already recording.
And you did.
You told them the whole plan - the fake radio static, the staged panic, the confetti bucket.
They listened with increasing delight.
“Oh, we’re absolutely filming this,” Marco said.
“He’s going to be so mad,” you whispered.
“He’s going to be iconic,” the social media girl corrected.
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The Moment It All Goes Wrong
Kimi burst into the garage exactly on schedule, fake panic in his eyes, voice raised.
“Guys! Something’s wrong with the car!”
The team didn’t move.
They didn’t even blink.
They just stared at him, deadpan, like a group of actors waiting for their cue.
Kimi faltered. “Uh… did you hear me? Something’s wrong with the car.”
Marco sipped his coffee. “Is it the confetti bucket?”
Kimi froze.
The entire garage erupted into laughter.
He whipped around, curls bouncing, eyes wide. “Who told you?!”
And that’s when they pointed at you.
All of them.
In perfect synchronization.
Like a betrayal choir.
You tried to hide behind a stack of tires. It didn’t work.
Kimi’s face - oh, his face.
He looked like a betrayed Victorian child discovering his pet rabbit had run away.
“You,” he said, dramatically, pointing at you like he was in a soap opera. “You betrayed me.”
synopsis: after enjoying the beach all day, you settle down to watch one of your favourite shows - but not before hearing kimi's complaints about it. he isn't a fan of it, or at least that was what he told you.
note: i love writing fluff it genuinely warms my heart ugh. also. how would we feel if i started writing for ollie bearman because i've been seeing a lot of good content lately..
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Kimi watched the rise and fall of your chest as you breathed softly, eyes closed, head resting gently on his chest. It had been a challenge, but both of you had squeezed onto one sun lounger sometime around midday - he had surrendered most of it to you, as you lay with your whole body on it, between his legs. The more Kimi looked at you, the more his heart fluttered - he'd never known anyone to fall asleep at the beach, but you'd managed. Orange and yellow hues had been cast over the sea by the setting of the sun and the sky was growing darker. Although you did love sleep, a sunset on the beach trumped all so Kimi knew he had to wake you up so you could watch it, or he would never hear the end of it.
"Hey," He brushed some hair of out your face, hoping he wouldn't need too many attempts to wake you. Your eyes fluttered open, "That vibrated my head. Your voice is deep." You lifted your head from his chest to look at his smiling face with a hint of disdain. "Well, I thought you would want to watch the sunset," Kimi grinned, pressing a kiss to your temple. "Fine.. I'll forgive you." You think for a second, "But, just so you know, that 'hey' rumbled in your chest, I thought I was in an earthquake."
Kimi rolled his eyes, "Just look at the sun, Y/n."
"That is really bad advice actually, did you want me to go blind?" You flick his forehead playfully, knowing that, of course, he didn't mean it that way.
"Shhhhh," Kimi gently grabbed the sides of your head and turned it towards the sun, "Now enjoy."
You rolled your eyes, but did what he said, settling back against his chest as the final sliver of sun was ducking beneath the horizon. The sky was painted with hues of purple, pink and orange, all blended so perfectly that it was hard to say where each colour began and ended. Neither of you spoke for a while, you just sat there with his arms loosely wrapped around you, thumb tracing circles on your arm absentmindedly, listening to the waves.
"Pretty," you murmured, lost in thought. Kimi agreed, you assumed he was talking about the sunset too until you noticed the way he was studying you.
"What?" you asked, suddenly self conscious under his gaze. "Nothing." He shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips.
"You're staring at me," you turn to face him, careful not to disturb the way his arms were arranged. His hair was slightly tousled and his cheeks were slightly pink from the hours in the sun, "But... you are cute."
"I know." Kimi stuck his tongue out at you before lying back in the chair and closing his eyes. You sighed, gently shoving him, "You ruined the moment."
"You started it."
"I take it back. You're not cute, you're mean."
"It's too late for that," Kimi grinned at you facing away from him, his hand found your cheek and gently tilted your head back towards him. The teasing glint that had once been in his eyes was replaced by a softeness instead.
"Come here," he said in a low voice, you barely had time to respond before he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss against your lips, instinctively pulling you closer by your waist.
"You taste salty," you giggle, licking your lips.
"Now who's ruining the moment?" Kimi raises his eyebrow but laughs.
You grin at him, and then can't help but shiver. Since the sun was mostly down, the night was setting in and with it came a slight wind from the sea. "Cold?" Kimi asks, to which you nod. He reaches down to the bag you kept at the side of the lounger and pulls out a towel to drape around your shoulders. "Let's pack up and go home, hm?"
"Yes please," You smile, gently moving his arms so you could stand up.
Packing up took considerably longer than unpacking, you noted. Somehow everything had sand in it and you had managed to lose your sunglasses twice, but after all that, you made your way back to your car, with Kimi carrying everything as he had insisted. It had been a long day, your limbs were heavy with exhaustion, but you were still glad your evening wasn't over yet. A refreshing shower, clean clothes and a very comfortable bed awaited you, as well as a K-drama that Kimi had no idea he was about to be forced to watch.
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By the time you got home, the whole day in the sun had truly caught up with you - you wanted nothing more than to get clean and put on a fresh set of pyjamas. After showering, washing the salt and sand from your skin, you changed into a set you'd chosen and hopped into bed, practically melting into the pillows. Kimi followed suit - he emerged from the bathroom with damp hair, wearing an old t-shirt and some shorts. He slipped under the duvet and adjusted his pillows so he could lie down comfortably, beckoning you to come and lie between his arms.
"What are you doing?" You look at him puzzled, you were sitting upright, propped up on some pillows.
"Going to sleep?" Kimi opened his eyes, frowning at you.
"No." You couldn't help but say it with a grin on your face.
"What? It's late." He protested, eyeing you suspiciously. Without saying anything else, you leant over to reach the TV remote that had been placed on your nightstand, and loaded up Netflix.
"Perfect time for an episode or two," you smile, satisfied, you knew he would let you have your way.
Kimi closed his eyes again momentarily and sighed, "Fine, what are we watching?"
Your smile widened, "A K-drama, your favourite." He immediately groaned, he had spent enough time throughout your relationship explaining how he didn't like the pacing of the shows and how sometimes it was a bit too cringey for him.
"Please?" You look at him with wide, innocent eyes, "You might like it." Kimi paused in thought, as if he was actually considering it, before saying, "Fine."
New record. You thought to yourself, he lasted all of three seconds before giving in. "Too easy," You giggle, to which Kimi just huffs, adjusting his position in bed.
It had been a few minutes since pressing play before you realised Kimi was slowly inching closer, taking up space on your side of the bed. "What are you doing?" You quirk an eyebrow at him, it would only be a matter of minutes before he had you completely pressed against a wall. "Getting comfortable," He hummed, using a strong arm to drag you closer so your back was flush against his chest. You smile to yourself and lace your fingers with his, sighing contently - this was your idea of a perfect evening. Every now and again, he would gently rub circles on your side, without even realising he was doing it.
"Are you watching?" You twist your neck to look at his face.
"Mhm," He nodded slightly, you could tell he was tired by the way he was looking with half lidded eyes at the TV, taking long blinks occasionally.
"What's the main character called?" You quiz him, you could practically bet he had just been lying with his eyes closed because he knew you couldn't see his face from that position.
"Uhhh..." Kimi started, catching the look on your face and then giving up defeated, "Fine. I don't know, but in my defense, I can never remember anyone's name."
"Whatever you say, but it has been twenty minutes," You grin, shifting a little in the bed. "I want to see your reaction," Your grin becomes mischievous and you turn around so that you could face him.
Kimi mumbled with a small smile, "This is unfair", but scooted down the bed a little so he could slot himself under your chin. You found yourself running your fingers through his curls, gently twisting a few strands before letting them fall back into place.
"Comfortable?" You gaze down at him, brushing a stray curl off his forehead. He only hums in response.
"You know, you don't have to watch it if you're tired," You say, reaching for the remote to pause it.
"I'm watching."
"Really?" You couldn't hold your surprise back, "What's happening then?"
"The guy lied to the girl about what he was doing." Kimi side eyed you, a smug expression on his lips. Your eyebrows shot up, "Wow, you were listening."
Kimi made a sound of agreement from where he was buried in the crook of your neck and tried to pull you even closer. You continued to play with his hair, still mostly convinced he was going to fall asleep.
The more you watched, the more you believed Kimi was actually engaging with the show. Each time something dramatic happened, you felt his grip on your waist tighten. Even though his voice was completely muffled, you swore he occasionally mumbled a few comments on what was on the screen. Every time you looked down, his eyes weren't shut - they were following every word on the screen.
The episode was ten minutes away from ending, since you were well versed in the world of K-dramas, you knew there was going to be a cliffhanger but Kimi did not. "Why would he do that?!" Kimi sat bolt upright, staring at the screen in disbelief as it faded to black, displaying the credits.
"Kimi Antonelli." You giggle, "Are you actually invested in this?"
He clears his throat awkwardly, turning to face you without making any eye contact, "....No?"
"Well that was a very dramatic reaction for someone who doesn't care," you jab him playfully in the ribs.
"I'm just watching, you know, like you asked me to." He scratches the back of his neck, suddenly finding the duvet very interesting.
"Admit it, you liked it!" You begin to laugh, "You were totally blindsided by the cliffhanger!"
Kimi slowly looked at you with a sheepish expression, before a slight smile at your delight played on his features, "It was... better than I thought." He had barely finished his sentence before your lips spread into one of the biggest smiles he had ever seen.
"See! I told you you'd like it," You say, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, "But I think that's enough for tonight, it's quite late."
"Hmm," Kimi glanced at his phone, checking the time, "I think we can squeeze another in?"
Your eyebrows shot up instantly, "You want to watch another episode?? Am I dreaming?"
Kimi rolled his eyes, before grabbing the remote from your side of the bed to play the next episode, "Just watch it," He said, trying to hide his smile by pressing a kiss to your temple.
"I knew you were invested!"
"Don't tell anyone."
"Your secret is safe with me." You smile as he intertwines his hand with yours once again. The second the opening credits finished, Kimi sat forward, and you had a feeling that he would not be the first to fall asleep.
could we get something with👀 bottom👀👀 submissive👀👀 kimi👀👀👀 please?🙏👀 f!reader in mind but wtv u want honestly🤤
hidden desires - KA12
a tired Kimi comes home to something he didn't expect.
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pairing: sub!boyfriend!kimi x fem!reader
contains: smut, threw a little edging in too, lots and lots of begging and dirty talkish
word count: 1.2k
authors note: hii hope you like it!! little short but this is actually my first time writing sub but i really enjoyed it so lmk if its good x also ignore me consantly changing up my theme i think i'll stick this for a bit now lol
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SMUT BELOW, MINORS DNI
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the moon was shining through the curtains as you moved around in your shared apartment with Kimi. he was away doing testing, and he was already 30 minutes late which meant he either got stuck in traffic or got carried away with work. anyway, that didn't stop the sensation growing between your legs. you've been craving his touch, his breath fanning against your neck, his fingers working you... yeah.
with all the workload currently surrounding him you didn't want to initiate anything, as he was tired most of the time, and you wanted him to rest properly. and that's when the great idea flashed inside your mind. he has been clearly frustrated too, you know it, so tonight you decided to take care of the situation. he was usually the one in charge so this was new for the both of you, but spoiler: he enjoyed it a little too much, and well, you saw a side of him you never did before.
the front door shut with a loud thud and as Kimi stepped a foot in the apartment, he insantly locked eyes with you. you were in your favorite pyjama set, which was maybe a little shorter than intended, and you knew it drove him crazy. after a few long minutes of him undressing and putting his things away he finally approached you, never taking his eyes off you in the meantime. he didn't say a word, he knew he didn't need to, he just leaned down to your level on the couch and hungrily kissed you, like he hasn't kissed you in ages.
when you broke the kiss you cupped his cheeks, his beautiful brown eyes scanning every feature on your face.
"tired baby?" you asked him, knowing the answer anyway. he nodded, still not opening his mouth to talk, just peppering a few kisses across your cheek. you slowly got up from the couch and took his hand in yours, guiding him to your bedroom. normally, you would be straddled on the bed with him hovering on top of you, but that's not going to happen tonight.
you slowly made him lay down on the bed, which earned you a little confused expression in return, but he wasn't complaining. you slowly crawled up to reach his face, pressing a soft kiss on his lips.
"let me take care of you tonight" was all that you said as you palmed his already hard cock through his jeans, which made him whimper slightly. he just nodded, gulping loudly. he loved pleasing you, even more than you loved pleasing yourself, but tonight he let you do what you wanted. as you started to unbutton his jeans painfully slow he started stroking your hair and roaming his hands around your body, which made you stop your movements.
"ah-ah, no touching" was all that you said before you removed his hands, pinning one down while you resumed your previous actions with the other.
"seriously?" he whined, throwing his head back. it was the first word you've heard from him all night. you knew he loved touching you anywhere he could, but what's the fun in always letting him have what he wants?
you looked up at him, stroking his cock through his boxers now.
"if you want me to help you need to behave, okay?" you were surprised at your newfound confidence, but you also enjoyed it. seeing him already breathing heavily, looking at you with those beautiful pleading eyes, it was something else.
he stayed silent, until you stopped your movements again.
"okay?" you repeated, more loud this time.
"yeah, okay" he said, finally putting his other hand down in defeat. you slowly took off his boxers and his cock sprung free, the precum already leaking from his tip. you started slowly stroking it, which made Kimi moan out loudly. gosh, he sounded beautiful.
"did I get you this worked up already?" you asked innocently, looking at him, studying his expressions. for a moment his mouth opened for a second but then it closed again, him clearly feeling too much pleasure to speak right now.
"i need words baby" you said as you sped up your movement, and he arched his back off the mattress from the overwhelming sensation taking over his body.
"y-yes fuck yes" he finally spoke, and from the lack of intimacy between you the past few days the coil in his stomach was building up faster than expected. you knew him too well already, which meant you also knew the signs when he was close, so you stopped once again.
he let out a loud whine again and started to move his hips to seek friction from your hand, but you slapped his thigh, making him stop and opening his eyes to look at you.
"so impatient" you scoffed, enjoying the view infront of you. his cheeks were already flushed red, his beautiful eyelashes fluttering as he kept looking at you, not breaking the eyecontact.
"please Y/N, please please"
"please what?" you asked, trying to earn more words out from him. he sounded even sexier when he was begging for your touch for some reason.
"please, i need your hand, please-" his words got stuck in his throat as you started stroking him again, but with slower movements. his quiet whimpers and moans echoed in the room as he waited for you to pick the pace up again, but you didn't.
"tell me what you need baby" you told him as you continued to move your hand around his cock in a slow rhythm.
"i-" he took a deep breath, already feeling breathless. "i need you to move faster" he finally managed to say it out, throwing his head back and suddenly looking like the ceiling was the most interesting thing in the room in that moment.
"hm," you hummed as you still kept the rhythm, not satisfied enough with his answer. "you don't sound convincing baby"
he finally looked back at you with his mouth slightly parted as he tried to tell you again, his throat feeling dry from all the whimpers and whines he let out in the past few minutes.
"please, i really need it please baby, i'm begging-" and just like he said a magic word you sped up your hand again, which made him close his eyes and grip the mattress.
"pathetic" was all you said as you continued to move your hand, without the intention to stop now. the pressure was building up fast again and his cock twitched around your hand, but you still weren't finished.
"what do we say now?" you asked him, your fingers slowly starting to slow down again.
"please let me-"
"look at me when you say that" you said with a serious tone, to which he immediately opened his eyes and moved his head enough for him to see you.
"please let me cum-" he didn't even get to finish his sentence as you started to move faster around him again, satisfied with the answer enough to let him finish, knowing he really needed it.
a few strokes and he was gone, his eyes fluttering shut and chest moving up and down in a heavy rhythm. you moved up to reach his face to press a kiss on his cheek, moving your fingers through his hair in the meantime.
"you did good baby" you said as you caressed his cheek, and he opened his eyes to look at you, his mouth turning into a smirk. the Kimi, your Kimi, who was usually the one on top of you saying these things, turned into a begging mess under your touch.
"you should do that more often, that was hot as fuck"
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I know yall have seen that vid of Kimi looking bored and tired at the club so based on that…
Imagine you’re at the club, swaying to the loud music that sounds better to you than it actually is because you’re slightly tipsy. There’s a glass with some fruity drink in your hand, the liquid sloshing around as you move to the rhythm. Your friend is dancing with you and she leans into your ear and says, “looks like your boyfriend is bored out of his mind,” which causes you to turn around to where he’s standing. His shoulders are hunched forward slightly as he robotically nods along to whatever the person in front of him is saying. His eyelids are drooping slightly, his shirt sleeves have been rolled up, revealing his toned, veiny forearms, hands shoved into his pockets, hair messy like he’s run his hands through it a lot. He almost looks like he does first thing in the morning. You make your way over to him, hand resting on his back to get his attention. He smiles as soon as he feels you, putting his arm around your waist and pressing a soft kiss to your temple in greeting. You excuse the two of you from the conversation, pressing kisses from his temple to his cheek. “You don’t seem to be having fun,” your murmur against his skin. He hums happily at the kisses, leaning into your touch. “Just bored. This isn’t my thing,” he responds. You smirk, setting down your glass, taking his hand in yours and pulling him to a quiet, secluded corner of the club. “What are you doing?” He laughs as you string him along. You giggle, putting your arms around his shoulders, resting your forehead against his as you bite your lip mischievously. “I know how to entertain you,” you murmur before kissing him deeply. He moans, hands roaming your back as he kisses you back desperately. You spend the rest of the night there making out, maybe more, before it’s time to go home.
You and Lando have been together for years, yet he still hasn’t proposed! Everyone (including you) is wondering when he’s finally going to do it. pairing. Lando Norris x girlfriend! fem! reader. warnings. established relationship, humor, fluff. inspired by/title from where is my husband! by Raye.
lando
lando quick stop w my girl before the big finale
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yourusername love you baby ❤️ by author
user1 ugh so cute
user2 may this love find me
user3 favorite couple
maxfewtrell what a jumpscare on the last slide
⤷ lando stfu man
user4 omg lando just propose already
pietrapilao cuties
y/n and alex’s private messages
yourusername
yourusername seven years and counting ❤️ i love you endlessly, @lando
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lando love you more sweetheart ❤️ by author
user5 she wants that ring soo bad
⤷ user6 can you blame her
user7 LANDO PUT A ROCK ON YOUR GIRL’S HAND PLSS ❤️ by author
⤷ user8 not her liking this😭 iconic
⤷ user9 @lando
alexandrasaintmleux 💍 when? ❤️ by author
⤷ charlesleclerc @lando be like me
user10 my parents fr
lando and max fewtrell’s private messages
y/n and lando’s private messages
lando
lando WORLD CHAMPP BABYYY
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yourusername YOU DID IT BABY I’M SO PROUD🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 ❤️ by author
user11 INSANE WORK
user12 UNBELIEVABLE DRIVE
mclaren our driver 🧡 ❤️ by author
oscarpiastri congratulations
user13 MY DRIVERRRR
maxfewtrell congrats mate 👏🏻 ❤️ by author
user14 LANDO NORR1S
keeganpalmer legend ❤️ by author
user15 well deserved
user16 soo where’s the ring🧐
user17 AND NOW THE RING LANDO
user18 engagement soon? Y/n is waitingg ❤️ by author
⤷ user19 OH? HE LIKED IT
⤷ user20 IT’S HAPPENING. EVERYBODY STAY CALM.
⤷ user21 I AM NOT CALM. LIKE AT ALL.
yourusername
yourusername worth the wait. i’ll wear your surname with pride. i love you.
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lando my wife guys ❤️ by author
⤷ yourusername took you long enough tho 🙄
user22 PARENTS ARE GETTING MARRIED
mclaren can we be maids of honor? 🧡 ❤️ by author
user23 THAT SHOULD BE MEEE
oscarpiastri congratulations, happy for you 👏🏻 ❤️ by author
⤷ user24 not oscar being more enthusiastic about engagement than lando’s wdc😭
⤷ user25 she took your man osc💔
⤷ user26 you and lily next pls
alexandrasaintmleux i told you babe!! congrats 💟💟 ❤️ by author
user27 it was rare i was there
user28 little lando norris is getting married omg
user29 THE CONCEPT OF THIS POST.
⤷ user30 “i’ll wear your surname with pride.” SOBBING.
lando
lando me (lando norris), my fiancée (y/n norris) and our child (trophy)
babs radio ! first smau !! so excited to share it with y’all, be kind to me world🥹 idk how often i’ll post on this acc, because writing is still my priority and this is to fill the void, hope u like it tho💟
One where reader is sensitive to loud noises and driver (I’m thinking like lando) notices her cover her ears while in the garage whenever she’s there and then eventually like a few races later he starts to subconsciously do it for her.
Thank youuuuu 🫶🏼
Quieter With You
Lando Norris x Girlfriend!reader
Synopsis: Lando notices his girlfriend flinch at loud garage noises and quietly starts shielding her - a hand over her ear, stepping between her and the sound, even asking the team to help when he’s on track - turning her sensitivity into something he instinctively protects.
Moonlight Radio: Hi! This was a cute one!, I hope u like it!
The McLaren garage was always loud - engines screaming, air guns snapping, radios crackling, mechanics shouting across the floor. You loved being there for Lando, loved watching him work, loved the way he lit up when he spotted you tucked in the corner. But the noise… it hit you like a wave every time. Too sharp, too sudden, too much.
So you did what you always did: subtle, practiced, automatic. A small flinch. A hand drifting up to your ear. A quiet breath through your nose. You never made a scene.
But Lando noticed.
He noticed the first time - a startled little wince when a wheel gun fired too close. He noticed the second time — your shoulders tightening when the garage erupted after a good pit stop. And he noticed every time after that, even when you tried to hide it behind a smile.
He didn’t say anything. Not then.
He just started watching you differently.
—
Race One - The First Shift
You were standing near the back of the garage, headphones around your neck but not on - you hated how isolating they felt. Lando jogged in after FP2, helmet under his arm, curls damp with sweat. He spotted you instantly, grin blooming like it always did.
But then a wheel gun cracked.
You flinched.
His smile softened. Not pity - recognition.
He walked straight to you, leaned in, and pressed a quick kiss to your cheek. “You good?” he murmured, low enough that only you could hear.
You nodded. “Just loud.”
He didn’t push. He didn’t fuss.
But when he walked away, he glanced back twice.
—
Race Three - The Subconscious Start
It happened without thought.
You were beside him during pre‑race checks, tucked near the wall while he chatted with his engineer. A sudden burst of noise - a rival team firing up their engine - made you flinch hard enough that your eyes squeezed shut.
Before you could react, Lando’s hand came up.
Not to touch you.
To cover your ear.
His palm cupped gently over the side of your head, shielding you from the worst of the sound. His body angled instinctively between you and the chaos.
He didn’t even stop talking. Didn’t break stride. Didn’t make it a moment.
He just… protected you.
When the noise faded, he dropped his hand, still mid‑conversation, still casual. But when he finally looked at you, his eyes softened like he’d just realized what he’d done.
You whispered, “Thank you.”
He shrugged, cheeks pink. “Didn’t want you to get blasted.”
But you knew. He’d done it without thinking.
And that meant everything.
—
Race Five - The Habit
By now, it was routine.
A loud burst of noise? His hand found your ear.
A sudden cheer? His arm slid around your shoulders, pulling you into his side.
A wheel gun firing? He stepped in front of you, shielding you with his body.
He never made it weird. Never made it dramatic. It was just… part of him now. As natural as breathing.
The team noticed, of course. Oscar teased him once - “Mate, you’re like noise‑cancelling headphones with legs.” Lando just rolled his eyes and muttered something about “taking care of my girl.”
But he didn’t stop.
If anything, he got more protective.
—
Race Seven - The Moment It Clicks
It was qualifying. Tense, loud, frantic. You were tucked near the monitors, watching Lando’s lap times climb. The garage erupted when he went purple in sector two — the kind of roar that usually made you flinch.
But you didn’t.
Because Lando wasn’t even in the garage.
He was still in the car.
And yet… you felt a hand cover your ear.
You blinked, startled, turning to see one of the mechanics - Tom - giving you a gentle smile.
“Boss’s orders,” he said. “He told us to look after you when he’s not here.”
Your chest tightened. Warm. Full.
Lando had thought about you even while racing.
—
Post‑Qualifying - The Confession
He found you outside the garage afterward, still buzzing from P2. He pulled you into a hug, arms tight around your waist, face buried in your shoulder.
“You okay?” he murmured.
You nodded into him. “Tom covered my ears when the garage got loud.”
Lando froze. Pulled back. “He did?”
“He said you asked him to.”
Lando’s cheeks flushed pink. He rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly shy. “I just… I don’t like seeing you uncomfortable.”
You stepped closer, fingers curling into the fabric of his race suit. “You always notice.”
He met your eyes, something soft and earnest flickering there. “I always will.”
—
Race Ten - The Turning Point
The garage was chaos - double‑stack pit stop practice, engines firing, radio blaring. You were tucked in your usual corner, watching Lando laugh with his engineer.
Another burst of noise hit.
Before you could react, he was already there.
Hand over your ear.
Other hand on your waist.
Body angled protectively.
He didn’t even look at the source of the noise - he looked only at you.
“You okay?” he asked softly.
You nodded, leaning into his touch. “I’m better when you’re here.”
He smiled - small, warm, private. The kind of smile he only ever gave you.
“I’ll always be here,” he whispered. “Even when I’m not.”
—
Final Race - The Quietest Place in the World
After the season finale, long after the crowds left and the garage emptied, Lando pulled you into the quiet space behind the pit wall. No engines. No wheel guns. Just the hum of distant generators and the soft night air.
He took your hands.
“I know the garage is loud,” he said gently. “And I know you try to hide it. But you don’t have to hide anything from me.”
Your throat tightened. “I didn’t want to be a problem.”
“You’re not.” He squeezed your hands. “You’re never a problem. You’re the person I want to protect. Even from noise.”
You laughed softly. “You already do.”
He leaned in, forehead touching yours. “Then I’ll keep doing it.”
And in the quiet, with his hands warm around yours, you realized something:
in which a famous singer accidentally hard launches her boyfriend via her phone's lockscreen except she doesn't even know him and got his photo from pinterest.
pairing: lando norris x singer!reader
tags: smau, fluff, crack?
fc: inde navarrette
note: it's been a while since i've written so thanks a lot f1 from waking me from my tumblr hibernation...
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ynupdates in a latest vlog, yn's phone screen was briefly exposed, revealing what appeared to be a man's eyes as her lockscreen. fans are still unsure whether it was an accidental hard launch and, more importantly, whose eyes they belong to.
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ynfan1: yall damn well know thats her bf
⤷ ynfan2: NOOOOOOOOO
ynfan3: NOT HER HARD LAUNCHING ACCIDENTALLY????
⤷ ynfan1: we all know how nonchalant she is abt this stuff
ynfan4: THAT SHOULDVE BEEN MEEEEEE
ynfan5: ok but who is that and why does he have pretty eyes 🚬🚬🚬
user1: you guys hear me out... it looks like harry styles...
⤷ ynfan3: ISNT HE A BIT TOO OLD FOR HER?????
⤷ user2: and that isnt new with celebrities
⤷ user1: drag him
user3: it looks like hero fiennes? isn't he the leading man in that movie she sang the ost for?
⤷ ynfan6: stop speculating things!!!!!
⤷ user3: we're all here to speculate 🤓👍
f1fan1: ok now am i tripping or is that lando norris
⤷ f1fan2: RIGHT IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS COMMENT
⤷ f1fan3: so im not being delusional right????
⤷ ynfan2: who now?
⤷ f1fan1: lando norris current f1 world champion
ynfan7: i think i’m more concerned that she’s using military time…
ynupdates just posted a reel!
clip: in yn's latest interview, she's asked about the 'mystery man' on her lockscreen. she throws her head back laughing before shaking her head and answering, "it's seriously just some guy i found on pinterest. it was just a really really picture of a dude with pretty eyes and i saved it."
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ynfan1: she's so weird 😭😭😭😭
ynfan2: can’t she be normal for once and just use one of the default wallpapers 😭
ynfan3: she dgaf that’s NOT her boyfriend
f1fan1: ok but im sure that’s lando norris though
⤷ f1fan2: pretty sure too, i think i saw that exact photo on pinterest LMAO
f1fan3: some drivers are in the likes HELPPPPP
yn posted a photo!
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yn proof of my pinterest search… let me save pretty boy eyes photos on my phone in peace!
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ynfan1: baby cmon now 😭😭😭😭😭
ynfan2: NOT HER POSTING THE SCREENSHOT OF HER SEARCH HISTORY
⤷ ynfan3: AND THE ACTUAL PHOTO????
ynfan4: everyday i pray for her pr team’s mental stability
⤷ user1: i just know she’s an actual nightmare
⤷ ynfan4: ok ntm on my girl
f1fan1: THATS LITERALLY LANDO NORRIS
f1fan2: dont worry girl i also have lando as my lockscreen
f1fan3: do you even know who he is?
⤷ yn: race car guy
⤷ f1fan3: which one?
⤷ yn: … the fast one?
⤷ ynfan5: YN MY LOVE YOU DONT HAVE TO REPLY 😭😭😭
story replies:
ynfan1: oh baby 😭😭😭😭😭
ynfan2: this is so sarcastic i cant do this 😭
ynfan3: did your manager make you do this
manager: AT LEAST MAKE IT LOOK BELIEVABLE??????
hater1: oh wow no effort at all
lando: i can feel the sincerity, thank you
*would
ynupdates just posted a reel! • posted 1w ago!
clip: in yn's latest interview, she's asked about the 'mystery man' on her lockscreen. she throws her head back laughing before shaking her head and answering, "it's seriously just some guy i found on pinterest. it was just a really really picture of a dude with pretty eyes and i saved it."
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f1fan3: some drivers are in the likes HELPPPPP
lando: here @/yn
⤷ ynfan1: UH HELLO?????
⤷ ynfan2: WHY IS HE TAGGING HER
⤷ f1fan1: NOT HIM TAGGING HER ARE THEY TALKING?
⤷ f1fan2: im crying why is he bumping a post from last week
⤷ ynfan3: I BET THEYRE TALKING RN
⤷ yn: this is ai generated content
⤷ yn: don't support this unlik e this
⤷ yn: SAVE WATER
yn posted a photo!
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yn i wasn't wrong, he was the fast one
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ynfan1: NOW HOLD ON
ynfan2: hello??????
ynfan3: HOW COME WE DIDNT GET ANY UPDATES ON THIS
⤷ ynupdates: GIRL IM AS SURPRISED AS YOU ARE
f1fan1: the first time she watches, lando gets his first win of the season
⤷ f1fan2: LANDO DONT FUMBLE
⤷ ynfan4: they're probably just friends don't speculate????
⤷ f1fan2: LANDO DONT FUMBLE !!!!!!
mclarenf1: looking forward to seeing you again in our garage!
⤷ yn: awww that's too sweet!
ynfan5: did you enjoy, @/yn?
⤷ yn: i did actually!
f1fan3: thank you for blessing us with that lando pic......
⤷ f1fan4: no fr he looks so yummy ❤︎ liked by creator
⤷ ynfan6: SHE LIKED THAT?????
lando: you should come watch often
⤷ yn: ?
⤷ lando: i like winning
lando just posted a photo!
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lando HUNGARY BABY P1 BABYYYYY
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f1fan1: oh wow he just hard launched her
⤷ ynfan1: she posted him too its natural????
⤷ f1fan2: trust me i know this man, he hasn't posted anyone else on his dump since his ex
f1fan3: lando and his lucky charm? ❤︎ liked by creator
f1fan4: she's so pretty actually
⤷ ynfan2: SHE IS PERIOD
mclarenf1: when are we seeing our girl again?
⤷ lando: your girl?
⤷ maxfewtrell: mate...
yn: HUNGARY BABY P1 BABYYYYY
⤷ f1fan5: she matches his energy!!!!
⤷ lando: YES BABYYYYY
⤷ yn: NICE ONE BABYYYYYY
⤷ lando: THANK YOU BABYYYYY
⤷ ynfan3: ok r they flirting now??
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ynupdates yn is spotted with f1 and mclaren driver lando norris in monaco kissing after walking out of a restaurant. it's been 3 weeks since yn started coming to f1 races as lando's vip guest but was never seen with him outside of the paddock until now.
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f1fan1: i mean are we surpised?
⤷ ynfan1: she's literally been in every race since hungary
f1fan2: i'm giving it 3 months
⤷ ynfan2: i hope you also give yourself some time to touch grass
ynfan3: quick guys pretend to be surprised!
f1fan3: it was only a matter of time
lando posted a photo!
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lando i mean its only fair
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f1fan1: HARD LAUNCH
ynfan1: you know what... i approve that photo
⤷ lando: thank you
⤷ ynfan1: take care of my girl! ❤︎ liked by creator
f1fan2: NOOOO IT SHOULDVE BEEN ME
⤷ ynfan2: who are you again
f1fan3: bro looks so happy
maxfewtrell: whipped
⤷ lando: mate, have you seen my girl?
⤷ ynfan3: CORRECT ANSWER
⤷ ynfan4: good job yn, i approve of him ❤︎ liked by creator
yn: good photo
⤷ lando: that's my girlfriend :))))))))))
⤷ f1fan4: simp
⤷ ynfan5: if i was dating yn i'd be adding :)))))))))) to all my texts too
seen ׄ this ۪ · angel .ᐣ how f1 drivers act when they’re jealous.
incl. f1 drivers x reader (mv3, ln1, op81, gr63, ka12, cl16) ˶ established relationship, fluff
MAX VERTSTAPPEN
𑣲 quiet jealousy
max isn’t loud when he’s jealous. he won’t start an argument or make a scene because he refuses to give anyone the satisfaction of knowing they’ve gotten under his skin. instead he goes quieter than usual.
he’ll suddenly appear beside you, resting a hand on the small of your back or wrapping an arm around your waist without saying a word.
if someone is flirting with you, he won’t interrupt the conversation. he’ll simply look at them until they get the message.
his answers become shorter, and you can always tell something is bothering him because he gets unusually clingy afterwards.
he’ll insist on driving you home, keeping on hand on your thigh the entire journey. the second you’re alone, he’ll mumble a quiet “did they really have to stand that close to you?”
he trusts you completely. it’s everyone else he doesn’t trust.
LANDO NORRIS
𑣲 playful but obvious jealousy
lando tries to laugh it off, but he’s absolutely terrible at hiding when he’s jealous. he’ll interrupt conversations with the most random comments just so your attention goes back to him.
expect dramatic fake pouting and comments like “wow… guess i’ll just disappear then.”
he’ll suddenly become ten times more affectionate, wrapping himself around you whenever he gets the chance. if someone compliments you, he’ll immediately follow up with “yeah, i know. she’s amazing”
he’s constantly checking if you’re okay without making it obvious. later he’ll admit “i wasn’t jealous… i just didn’t like how they were looking at you.”
he’ll need extra cuddles afterwards, pretending it’s completely unrelated.
OSCAR PIASTRI
𑣲 quiet reassurance
oscar rarely gets jealous, but when he does, it’s incredibly subtle. he won’t say anything in the moment because he’d rather observe first.
instead, he’ll quietly move closer until your shoulders are touching and his hand somehow always finds yours under the table.
he’ll answer questions directed at both of you with a tiny smile that somehow says she’s with me.
if someone keeps flirting despite the obvious, he’ll politely insert himself into the conversation. afterwards he’ll casually ask “did they make you uncomfortable?”
he’s less worried about competition and more concerned with making sure you felt respected.
GEORGE RUSSELL
𑣲 protective jealousy
george stays composed, but his body language completely gives him away. his posture straightens the second someone pays you a little too much attention.
he’ll place a gentle hand around your waist or intertwine your fingers naturally. he’s incredibly polite, even to the person making him jealous.
his smile gets tighter the longer the interaction lasts. once you’re alone he’ll ask “were they flirting with you or am i imagining things?”
he never blames you—he just likes knowing where he stands. he finishes every conversation by reminding you how much he loves you, even if he never says that’s why.
KIMI ANTONELLI
𑣲 awkward jealousy
kimi has absolutely no idea what to do when he’s jealous. he’ll pretend everything is fine while internally overthinking every interaction.
he becomes unusually quiet and keeps glancing over every few seconds. if someone makes you laugh, he’ll immediately try making you laugh even harder afterwards.
he’ll accidentally start clinging to you without even realising it. expect lots of shoulder bumps, hand holding and sitting impossibly close.
when you ask what’s wrong he’ll deny it at least three times before quietly admitting “i… maybe didn’t like how they were talking to you.”
he melts the second you reassure him.
CHARLES LECLERC
𑣲 affectionate jealousy
charles becomes impossibly affectionate whenever he’s jealous. he’ll wrap an arm around your shoulders or kiss your forehead in the middle of conversations.
it’s never possessive—it just feels like he’s reminding both you and everyone else that you’re together.
his smile never leaves, but you can tell it’s slightly forced. he’ll keep finding excuses to pull you away for little moments alone.
if someone is clearly flirting, he’ll charm them right back while somehow making it obvious you’re his girlfriend.
once you’re home he’ll bury his face in your neck and quietly admit “i know i shouldn’t be jealous… i just hate the idea of someone thinking they have a chance.”
he relaxes the moment you tell him he’s the only one you want.
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