Motorsport One shots x Y/n

🌻Race Day Babysitting- RA81

A/n: We're gunna pretend that Paul is like 14 years younger than he actually is- for the people who can't be bothered to do maths, he will be 5 in this story.

Prompt: I don't understand how
someone can be so caring to someone they've barely met...

You had won a competition which gave you tickets to the garage of Theeba Motorsport. Your cousin was Alain Valente so you were familiar with the racing and his two teammates, Reema and Ralf knew you but not too well.

You sat down on a chair to watch the race when a little boy with curly blonde hair came up to you. He was Paul, Ralf Aron's younger brother. Paul was just 4 and was supposed to be having someone look after him.

"Hey, are you okay?" You said gently to him as the formation lap started. You were trying to speak Estonian which was either going great or absolutely awfully.

"I want Mummy... but she's not here." he answered shakily in front of you. You smiled to yourself quickly as he understood you.

"Ok, it's okay! Don't worry! We'll find her!" You said reassuringly to Paul as he looked like he could burst into tears at any second. "Do you think you know where she is?"

"She is in Estonia." You breathed in sharply at his words.

"So who's looking after you?" You asked, suddenly very concerned.

"Dad." You knew that his Dad was a mechanic and would be getting ready for the race to start any second.

"Ok let's go find your Dad." You smiled. Your smile grew as Paul grabbed for your hand. The two of you walked round to where his Dad was.

"Hello Paul! Are you okay?" His Dad said giving him a quick hug.

"When are we going to see Mummy?" He asked.

"Very soon baby, don't worry!" Paul's Dad glanced up at you and began speaking to Paul again. "How about you go with... what's your name?"

"Y/n." You smiled.

"How about you go with Y/n and watch the race and I'll see you after. She'll take great care of you!" You glared at Paul's Dad with the fact that he had just dumped child care onto you.

"Ok!" Paul said happily as he turned back to you. The two of you walked back to where you were sat before. You sat down and Paul stood in-front of you for a second. You put his ear defenders from round his neck up onto his head and pulled him up onto the chair next to you.

You both watched the race closely. Mid way through, Paul moved onto your lap. He started asking you questions about the cars, which some of them you weren't able to answer. But you loved talking about the cars. The camera then came into the Theeba garage and zoomed in on you and Paul. You glanced up at the screen and saw.
"Look Paul! We're on Tv!" You said pointing at the screen. Paul spotted the camera and waved at it making you laugh.
"And there we have Paul Aron, our current runner up in the championships younger brother and Alain Valente's cousin Y/n. They seem to be getting along very well..." the commentator said. By the last lap, Ralf was in first and Alain in second.

"Look Paul! Ralf is in first!" You said leaning down to his ear, pointing at the screen. He grinned widely up at you before the two of you and the team were cheering when they crossed the line. "Come on Paul! We're going to go to the Parc Ferme to go see your brother!"

You were worried about him being trampled on by the running, excitable team so picked him up and headed there. You were at the front of the barriers next to Ralf and Paul's Dad. Ralf got out the car and ran up to the team celebrating. He stopped, smiling for a second in front of you and Paul.

"Y/n...I can't believe someone can be so caring to someone they've barely met..." Ralf said hugging both of you which took you by surprise. "Thank you! I bet Dad was no help..."

"It's no problem! Paul's adorable!" You answered happily.

"Seriously, thank you though! I think I drove faster because I wanted to know Paul was okay..." He said, ruffling Paul's hair. Ralf looked back at you and your eyes met for a couple of seconds. Butterflies shot into your stomach. He got called to go have a post race interview and quickly gave you a light kiss on the cheek before going over. You felt you face flush red. You thoughts were interrupted by Paul speaking again.

"I wish you were my sister..."

"Well, at this rate, then maybe I will... in law at least..." you breathed. You didn't think Paul heard but he did.

"Yay!"