When we all fall asleep, where do we go?

3. xanny

Mexico City.

It went faster than he thought, nothing special didn't happen, except he had to build a piñata for Kimi and Antonio.

Max won and Checo was third and whole Mexico went mad over it. Especially his dad but it was amazing weekend the feeling of it was good and both cars performanced pretty well, Kimi was p8 so he gained 4 points and Antonio was p11 so pretty good as well.

He was no heading to next destination which was Brazil. São Paulo. Callum was so tired. Thank god he wasn't so jetlagged compared to others.

Callum hasn't talked much to Mick since they've been so busy. He was sure they're gonna talk on the paddock in the next couple days.

Callum walked into his hotel room, he was tired and anxious. He just couldn't resist at all. He wanted to sleep but couldn't fell asleep alone. His anxiety was taking control of his body.

So he decided to go to see if Mick was in his room. Callum walked behind Micks door, he felt awful, embarrassed and miserable, then he knocked and waited for Mick to open it.

"hi, mick" Callum said looking as tired as Mick did, miserable even. Callum needed comfort. "I need your help little one." Callum sounded hopeless "what's wrong?" Mick asked confused. Callum looked like he was about to cry and he felt like he was about to cry.

"Mick, I haven't been able to sleep since I broke up with her. Could I sleep a little nap with you, if you wouldn't mind?" He asked, his voice was quiet almost a whisper, Callum's eyes were watery. "I need comfort Mick and I couldn't think about anybody else than you, please." He was almost begging.

Callum felt Mick pulling him into a hug. A tight one. "oh boy of course you can, are you alright." Callum didn't answer, his body was just shaking in Micks arms. "thank you Micky." Callum thanked hopelessly.

Mick let him go and Callum just took his shirt off and got under the warm bedsheets. Callum felt the German boy looking at the him and smiling. Then Mick came into the bed as well, now they were back to back laying in the bed.

In the same second he turned around and put his arms around Micks waist and pulled Mick closer. Suddenly Callum felt safe and fell asleep Mick in his arms.

Callum felt Mick waking up next to him, he was scared that Mick was about to leave him. "Mick, are you still here?" He asked tired and softly, Callum panicked a little and it made his voice little shaky. "don't worry Cal, here I'm still here, next you." Mick answered.

Then Callum heard Micks phone rang again. Callum had no idea who was calling.

Callum heard Mick telling to the guy on his phone that he already had dinner with him? Callum was confused because he was sure they hadn't eaten anything yet. Mick never lied, what was going on?

"mick we didn't eat anything together." Callum decided to say with disappointment in his face. They were face to face and and the disappointment was noticeable in his face. "Why'd you lie? You never do." "I don't know, I'm not hungry." Mick told Callum turning away at the same time "micky when was the last time you ate, what and with who?" Mick didn't answer. "Be honest, please" Callum said, mick didn't respond anything yet.

Callum was waiting Mick to answer. "Honestly I'm not sure, maybe when we had breakfast together?" Micks voice was shaky, Callum heard it. "Oh love why you haven't been eating, you're definitely not okay. We had breakfast together in USA, its been a month." "Cal don't be mad I didn't meant to. I'm sorry" Callum stopped the younger one from apologizing so much. "Don't even be sorry, it's okay. Everything's fine Mick, everything is going to be okay. I promise." Callum said and pulled the German into his arms. "Thank you Callum for always being here for me even when you're having hard time as well."

They fell asleep again. Surprisingly. Those two slept together the whole night. Until morning. Like six people atleast went knock on Micks hotel room door, until they woke up when they heard Callum's phone ringing. It was Frédéric Vasseur. "Oh shit, I'm in serious trouble." Callum whispered before answering the phone.

"Good morning boss."
"Callum ilott, you're 2 hours late. Get yourself into here in 15 minutes or there's gonna be way more consequences."

Mick was laughing. Callum loved when Mick laughed.

When they arrived at the track, they hugged and started running to their garages as fast as they could. Half of the drivers saw them and just smirked. Whatever was going between them, the whole paddock knew.

Callum ran into Fédérics office. He could tell he was mad, mad as fuck. That man was never mad. Now he was like really mad.

Callum saw Mick in P16 after practice and P18 in qualifying. After practice one Callum ran up to Mick and hugged him with of course congratulations. "I'm proud of you little one." Callum whispered and left.

After all of the sessions he was completely free, without any work to do.

Callum still had half a day to spend. He wasn't tired so he headed to his hotel room, changed his clothes. Callum was having a good day and he decided to text Mick.

To: Micky<3: "I slept well with you, thank you. Hoping Günther didn't kill you. Things will get better. Remember to eat!" Mick didn't respond but he read the message.

Callum heard someone behind his door and went to open it. It was who else than Mick. "You probs know why I'm here." "Yup the whole paddock is going crazy, i had to explain to Frédéric to even random photographers that we aren't dating." "Mate same, and latest was Esteban Ocon himself asking why I haven't told him that we're dating. Then I was like the problem is we aren't dating yet."

Excuse me, what?

what?