The F1 house [2020 season]

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Hi all!!
This chapter was ment to go out before new year, and I definetly didn't want to start the year with a angsty and grisly chapter... but it is what it is. I promise you, things will get better and happier, I've got the 🅱️lan you know ;)

Trigger warnings: angst, fire

Seb sighs, shaking his head while he walks from the kitchen to the living room. The stars were already sparkling brightly outside, the moonlight shining through the thin blinds. He blows gently onto the small bowl with chicken soup he had just made, walking up to the couch to hand it to Daniel. He coughed softly while sitting up, taking the soup in his hands.

"I told you to wear more clothes, but no, mr. Daniel Ricciardo here didn't want to listen" Seb said, leaning the back of his hand against the Aussie's forehead. He whines softly at the temperature difference, making Seb smile worriedly. "Sorry, thought I could handle it" he said, voice sounding sore. "It's alright, just hope you feel better soon" Seb said, smiling down at Daniel as he ran a hand through his curls.

"How is Kimi not getting sick then, I'm so confused" Alex points at Kimi, sitting there in his usual outfit. His usual outfit someone would wear in the summer, yeah. Kimi gives him a shrug, before turning his gaze back to the TV to see how George is literally searching like crazy for a good movie, one they haven't watched yet, but it seems impossible.

"Why are there only christmas movies!" He exclaimed, mumbling a soft swearing after. "It's only been a few days since christmas, George" Lewis said, chuckling. George shot him a glare, making him stop arubtly. "Home alone! Home alone!" Lando cheered as he walked into the living room, the incredible oversized hoodie making him look even smaller.

"Lando, we've already watched that movie for 4 times" George said, looking up at the Mclaren driver who gave him a pout. "And it's not christmas anymore!" Lewis added to the George, making Lando's pout only worse. "Fine! But I'm not gonna help you find a movie" Lando said, crossing his arms as he walks up to Carlos and crawls in his side for comfort, which the Spaniard happily gave.

After a lot of searching, they just put on one of the new series and decided to follow it for the upcoming break. Sebastian looked around, sighing softly. Lewis had an arm wrapped around him, his body warmth and breathing relaxed Seb, although it didn't help fully. Lewis looked down at him with a worried look when the sigh escaped his lips.

Seb gave him a gentle, resturing smile, telling him he's okay. Lewis still eyed him like he didn't fully believe his boyfriend, but eventually let it go with a kiss on Seb's head. Seb was in fact not feeling amazing. Well, he was alright, not feeling sick or anything. Just that stupid strange feeling again.

That feeling something is going wrong, that annoying tingle inside of his body, muscles tense, jaw clenched. Every time that feelings fills Seb's anxiety tank, something happens. He tried to forget the thought, squeezing his eyes shut and griping tightly onto the soft blanket him and Lewis were sharing. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" He whispers softly into his ear, nobody else hearing.

Seb didn't reply at first, only burrying his face tighter in Lewis' chest. "I know something is wrong, talk, Sebastian" Seb let out a deep sigh before he looks up at Lewis. The Brit gave him a sweet smile, giving Seb the willpower to share his feelings. "Just have that feeling again" He whispered, leaning against his chest again.

"What feeling?" Seb just shrugged. "That something is going wrong today" he whispers, almost wanting to make it barely audible so it wouldn't be true. Not that that would work. "The day is nearly over sweetheart, just try to relax now" Seb nods softly, closing his eyes. His thoughts won't let him be. He was never wrong when that feeling flew through his body, that's what scares him so bad.