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Falling for Ya + George Russell (thank you AO3 anon <3)

The stage was set and the lights were burning my eyes. No matter how many times I performed, I never got over the feeling of singing in front of everyone.

This was a little gig, just me and a couple of backup singers. It was a small beachy bar that I had performed at before, and it was one of my favorites. The crowd always dances, and it made being a singer worth it.

I started singing one of my newer songs, Falling for Ya, as my backup singers helped with the vocals. During the guitar solo, we jokingly started spinning around and dancing with each other. The next thing I knew, I was too close to the edge, and I started to fall off.

Before I had the chance to scream, I was caught in the arms of one of the newcomers. His bright blue eyes met mine as I heard the cue to continue singing.

"And now I'm falling for ya, falling for ya," I sang as we gazed into each other's eyes. "I know I shouldn't, but I just can't stop myself from falling for you." I trailed off the song as he set me down. I brushed off my outfit before looking up at him, searching for his name, "Thank you..."

"George, and it's not a problem. Anyone would have done the same," He said modestly."Well, George, I think I fell for you."

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"Just Friends" + Oscar Piastri (thank you AO3 anon <3)

It was a long race week. Singapore was not a forgiving track, and all of the drivers felt it. Even as they sat on a couch post media and debriefs. Y/n and Oscar were sitting on the couch in someone's hotel room. Their brains were too foggy to remember exactly whose it was. It was their post-race ritual, and some drivers who decided they wanted to hang out before flying out to the next race were not going to stand in their way.

Plus they had earned it! With Y/n's maiden podium and Oscar scoring third, they deserved to chill on the couch as they pleased. They were currently sharing the couch with Max and Charles, and Y'n was sitting mostly on Oscar's lap. She laid her head on Oscar's shoulder after she finished her second drink and looked around at everyone in the room.

There was a show going on in the background as everyone drank from the collection of alcohol that Lando brought in, and they were mainly gossiping about random paddock tea. She remembers someone saying they were convinced that a fan was following them to every single race.

"I'm telling you! I've seen them in the hotel as well!" George defended himself as he took a swig.

"I think you're just paranoid," Oscar laughed as he gestured for Y/n to grab him another drink. Without much hesitation, she did, so he responded with a joking, "Thank you, dear."

"Why don't we talk about you guys," Lando changed the topic to the two who definitely looked like a couple. "Let's be honest, no one believes that you two are just friends! 'Just friends' don't sit on each other's laps and call each other 'dear'."

"I don't know what you want us to say-" Y/n tried to say, but the room erupted in protests.

"You are kidding me!"