laundry ┊ one shots [formula one, football]

6. schumacher [f1]

tw: mentions of pregnancy.
for LiskuUuu
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she stood with the knife at the cutting board, her head full of arguments.

to be fair, she hadn't expected it to go that quick. she had been delaying telling him every day and now that she hit the 8-week mark, it was becoming more and more of a burden on her to share the information with herself. she thought she was the biggest oversharer on earth but you get tested in new ways every day. her figure wasn't exactly slender so she was sure she could pass it off as just bloated for a while. that had worked for a few weeks.

she didn't know how long she could put up that act for though.

mick visited often, in between races when he wasn't busy. the couple hadn't made the move to actually live together. she was kind of glad that they hadn't considering the situation.

she was pregnant.

there was a whole ass baby growing in her.

this is simultaneously the worst and best thing to have ever happened to her.

the tears were there when she first made the discovery, she missed period a clear sign, especially since they were mostly regular. she had felt the panic build-up, a huge source of tension when she waited for the pregnancy stick to tell her her fate.

she was a year older than mick, who was only 22. the timing of this could not have been worse.

she was stood in her kitchen, lost in her thoughts when she heard her front door open. she knew it was mick. he had the key from those nights where he would fly back from a race weekend and just want to cuddle and sleep.

'hey gorgeous,' he reached around her in her little kitchen, pressing a kiss to her cheek in the process. she smiled at the contact and the name. mick was a total sweetheart.

she could see a lot of groceries in his hands as he struggled to put them of the counter one by one.

'i thought i only asked for milk?' she teased a little, wondering why he had brought the entire store back with him.

mick chuckled a little before taking everything out of the cute little tote bag she had given him to bring the milk in.

'i just thought we could cook together, whip something up?' he was speaking as he was moving the items, all while she blinked at his words, feeling a little garden bloom in her stomach.

she nodded, smiling widely thought he couldn't see.

'what would you like?' there was a sense of contentment in his voice as mick continued to act like he lived with her. he was putting everything in its place, right where she would.