Something short for my man's birthday
POV Patrik
Patrik was extremly happy he was finally able to visit an F1 race. Maybe going to Monaco to watch a F1 race while being injured and not yet allowed to do physio wasn't what was in his clubs mind, but they allowed it anyway.
Not that there was anything in his contract that would restrict him from doing so. He just wanted to make sure the club didn't need him for anything.
Patrik normally wasn't the kind of person who easily lost their temper next to the football pitch, but after Lewis Hamilton had missed out on pole yesterday by 2 tenths he had been screaming.
He had also gotten weird looks from the people looking next to him.
Patrik arrived at the track 3 hours early, not wanting to miss out on anything.
The race was amazing. Charles Leclerc almost lost his position to Lewis in the first corner, before an orange McLaren rushed past the Mercedes and almost brought himself into first place.
Patrik's mouth stood open. He didn't even really care his favourite driver just lost his position. Too impressed by Norris' move.
The british driver had already impressed him last season, but this season seemed to be even better for him. He was second in the standings. 10 Points after Lewis.
Charles Leclerc pulled away from the two british drivers battling for second place. To say he was disappointed when Mercedes' undercut wasn't a succes would be a lie.
Patrik was sad for Lewis and his favourite team, sure, but that young british driver caught his interest way too much. It was embarrassing really, he knew the other since his rookie season.
He stayed to watch the podium celebrations and see the immense smile on Lando's face. After the podium celebrations were over, he decided to have a drink and go into a bar. It wasn't too often he was allowed to.
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A banging headache woke him up the next morning. Oh, he definetly wasn't used to drinking during the season. Patrik didn't even remember drinking that much.
The first thing he noticed was a heavy weight on his chest and quiet snores. A comfortable warmth surrounded him. His arms were slungs around a much smaller body.
The body was lying on top of him, most definitely still sleeping. After five more minutes, Patrik finally managed to open his eyes.
His entire body tensed and his eyes closed again immeadiately before his head fell backwards.
The person lying in bed with him or rather on top of him was no other than Lando Norris. Oh god. How did he end up in this situation.
He considered just leaving the apartment because he certainly wasn't in his hotelroom, but that would be an asshole move, so he just decided to stay and face the awkward conversation.
Lando however, decided to sleep extra long today or at least that's what it felt like to Patrik.
He started stroking over Lando's back with one hand and let the other gently scratch his sculp. He couldn't help but smile when Lando let out an adorable sigh and cuddled even closer to him.
When the other started to stir Patrik mumbled softly to him.
"Dobré ráno, zlatíčko.*"
"What?", Lando rubbed his sleepy eyes, seemingly not awake at all yet and Patrik's heart bursted from adorableness, "Oh shit"
The blush spreading over the other's cheeks, once he spotted Patrik and realised the situation they were in was incredibly cute and the smile on his face widened even more.
Patrik gave the younger one a few more minutes to wake up, gently rubbing his back, before he spoke to him again.
"So I don't really have many memories from yesterday, except watching you overtake my favourite driver twice and not caring abouting because you impressed me so much i only had eyes for you."
"Oh my god you can't just say that."
The other burried his face in Patrik's chest, turning red from his face to his own chest.
"Well it's the truth, miláček"
Lando grumbled something incoherent.
"I don't speak anything but english".
"Well I guess I'll have to teach you some Czech words then."
Patrik just took the fact that the other hadn't thrown him our or even moved away from him yet as a good sign.
"I suck at learning languages though."
"I have patience baby."
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*Good morning, Sweetheart (via Google translate)
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Random (one) shots
RandomUhm idk how I came up with this but basically a oneshot book about anything that comes up in my head about Formula 1, football and other stuff
