This one shot is taking place during 2 race of this season, Imola.
ANGELINA POV: Everything seamed pretty fine on this particular Sunday in Imola. I flew here with Lew on Wednesday, for race weekend. Thursday went smoothly, just like free practises on friday. But little problems strated already in saturday... Red Bulls where fast as hell, which made more difficult for Lewis and Valtteri to focus on their results. All qualifications where hetic, and pressure was high. I did all I could to make Lewis more at ease, but I didn't succed much...
FLASHBACK
AFTER QUALI
-You did awsome baby!- I told him, when he came back to the garage. Without a single word, he wrapped me in tight hug, which I returned.
-What's wrong?- I asked softly, and stroke his stiff back gently.
-I don't know...- he whispered back. Something wasn't right, I could feel it...
-You should be happy... You got pole..?- I suggested calmly, but not sure.
-Yeah, I did...- he sighed deeply. It was really hard for me to pull back a little, to look him in the eye.
-What's wrong Lew..?- I asked again, totally ignoring the team around us -It's about those Bulls?- I tried to find the cause of his state. He didn't answer, just hunged down his head. It told me enough... -Don't think about them now, ok? Enjoy your pole, talk with the guys about the car and check how Val is doing. That 8th position doesn't feel good... We'll talk about this later...- I sugested, and lifted his chin a little, to look him in the eye -I'll be here all the time. When you'll be done, we can get back to this conversation, ok?- I tried to sort out his priorities for him, to at least try focus him on something else.
-Promise?
-I already did...- we smiled lightly, he leaned in to kiss me softly, but swettly on the lips, and then I let him go.
And that's how next 3 hours went. First he talked with Toto, Bono and the guys about the car, as rear wasn't behaving to their favor and then had long talk with Angela. I'm really happy he has her here. Their friendship is special... Then, of course, he had to do all those interviews and answer all the questions. I felt so proud of him, he played it so well even though I could see all those little gestures which told me that not everything is right...
After that we talked to Valtteri. Finn was really disappointed with his result and we understood that. Especially because both of them already got used to settle on the front row of the grid and now this 8th place... We tried to cheer him up a little, while heading back to the hotel. Without thinking, I held Lews' hand and drew small, but asuring circles on his palm. It was clear that both Mercedes guys weren't at ease today...
Finally, we managed to reach our hotel room, wishing Valtteri a goodnight beforehand. Fin did the same and even flashed us weak smile. But just seconds after Lewis locked the door behind us, his cheered up and happy smile fell, changing places with look of anxiety. I walked to him immidately with opened arms.
-Come here...- It was all it took for him to wrap me again in tight embrance. I exhaled deeply and returned the hug -Tell me what's wrong... please...- I whispered to his ear and placed soft kiss on his temple -I might not help, but we can talk about it...
-You're already helping..- he blurred into my shoulder, not moving at all.
-How?
-Just being you... Your presence is calming... Thanks to you I feel at home...- he replied softly and then was his turn to kiss my head.
-I'll always be here, ok? Just believe in yourself and me...- I asured him and added -99th time pole sitter...! Well done Hamilton!- I said and pulled back a little, to look him in the eye -I'm so damn proud of you...
-Thanks baby..- he managed to smile. Little and weak, but still a smile.
-What's going on in there, hm?- I asked softly, touching one side of his head, just above his left ear.
-I don't know really...- he exchaled again and looked away.
-Ok. Let's do it that way. Go, take warm shower and let me change really quick, and then we can talk, hm?
-Ok- he agreed and kissed my forehead.
That's what we did, and after an hour or so, we found ourselves in our shared, kings' sized bed. I popped myself up on 2 large pillows and talked Lew to lay his head on my lap. I was playing with his braids and he was talking. Our little way to calm eachother down...
-I love adrenaline which comes with this sport, I love when I have to fight for victory, just like I did since my karting days, because it makes the win even more special, but...
-You got used to easy wins last year, and now, when Bulls are real challenge, you feel unease...- I ended his thought.
-Something like that..- he agreed and chuckled, looking at me -How come you know what I think?
-I know you, and I love you. That's why- I replied and he smiled. For real this time. Wide and true smile.
-Yeah, can be that...- he agreed and we laughed. Then, when we calmed down a bit, Lew lifted his right hand and cupped my cheek -I love you, you know that, right?
-I know. I know and I love you too..- I replied and leaned down to kiss him. Kiss after kiss, and our little "therapy-talking seasion" turned into something else, making Lewis totally forget about todays events. Even I, myself, forgot about them. Only this mattered... That we're together and we love eachother uncondicionaly...
END OF FLASHBACK

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