Random (one) shots

Lewis Hamilton x Sebastian Vettel

I'm sick and tired of people reducing Lewis success to his car and judge me for it but I'm sick and tired of Fernando still being salty about being beaten by a rookie in 2007 and constantly making comments about Lewis.

So here's sth short after recent events

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pov Seb

A knock on the door interrupted his conversation with Mick, before the door opened. Lewis entered their hotelroom. A sad, frustrated expression on his face, shoulders hung low and his entire body language so unlike Lewis it made Seb want to wrap him up in a blanket and never let him out of his sight ever again.

"I think I'm gonna leave"

And while Seb would've listened to Mick excitedly talk about his quali for hours and hours, right now he was really thankfull the younger man read the right and chose to leave. Mick quickly said goodbye to him before getting up. He watched Mick walk up to Lewis and hug him tight.

There was something about watching Lewis and Mick interact in this way. He knew the two of them weren't really in contact with each other except for the occasional chat during the Driver's Parade, but seeing Mick offering comfort to Lewis and Lewis willingly accepting it made his heart fill with so much adoration for the two it was overwhelming.

It was only when the door closed that Seb registered Mick had left.

Slowly Lewis walked to their bed and sat down next to Sebastian. The older man let his face sink into his hands, elbows popped up on his thighs.

"Why do they hate me Sebby?"

"Who Lewis?"

"Everyone. At least that's what it feels like. Every goddamn day people say I wouldn't have won even half of the Championships I have now if it wasn't for the Mercedes being the best car. Every single day they remind me that Nico beat the 7-time world Champion in equal machinery as if I didn't beat him 3 years in a row before that.

I know I shouldn't let it get to my head but what if they're right. I mean obviously winning races and Championships don't happen in mediocre cars, but they're right though aren't they?

Michael made Ferrari Champions while Mercedes made me a Champion."

Seb was at a loss for words for a second. Of course he knew Lewis was struggling with mentall health and his body image from time to time, but that Lewis himself had started to question the validity of his own achievements baffled him in a way few other things had ever done.

"Your achievements aren't nothing. You beat Fernando in your Rookie year, you won your first Championship in only your second year in Formula 1 not to mentioned that you came in second in your first year of Formula 1. Yes McLaren was a championship winning team but that doesn't mean any Rookie could just go and win it like you did. Especially not beating their two time worldchampion teammate in the process.

And your move to Mercedes? Well if you ask me you did make Mercedes Champions. Maybe not in the way Michael did with Ferrari but when you joined Mercedes they were maybe a midfield team.

But you were willing to work with them. You always tell me about the night shift you and angela spend in the Factory. The raceweekends where you barely got any sleep because you were up trying to fix the problem on the car.

And Fernando, well maybe he could've won more races if he was in a more competitive car but obviously competitive teams didn't want him. That's his problem."

While talking Sebastian had taken Lewis' face in his hands, comfortingly rubbing his thumbs over Lewis' cheeks.

"They're calling me Looser Hamilton now. They want me to retire and say I'm finished and", tears started rolling down the soft cheeks in Seb's hold, "And some even say the fans in the stands should've aimed better so that the flare would've hit me."

"Fuck them. They don't deserve you. They don't deserve your tears nor your attention. The only thing they fucking deserve is a good kick in the arse and a proper punishment. You're not a Looser, Lewis, you're statistically the best F1 Driver to ever exist out there and yes Michael will always be my number 1 when it comes to racing, but you will always be my number one human. You mean everything to me Lewis and the blalant ignorence of these people is disgusting, embarassing and ridiculous."

He was reliefed to hear a little chuckle leave Lewis mouth.

"Of course you had to mention that Michael is your favourite."

Seb couldn't help but smirk himself, before he turned serious again.

"Don't forget that there are millions of people that you inspire every single day. That there are people looking up to you, not only for the racing driver that you are but also for the human that you are."

"Thank you Seb. I wouldn't be the same me if it wasn't for you. Thanks for always picking me up. I know your day wasn't great either just know that I appreciate you so much. I love you so much and I'm so goddamn thankful that I got to marry you."

"I love you too, my love.", Seb pressed a short kiss to Lewis' lips, "And I guess I am winning the husband of the year award this year."

The joke sent both of them into a fit of laughter and they spent the rest of the evening cuddling and kissing while some random TV-Show was on in the Background.