(oneshots)
an archive for my story- "peridot" which is a formula 1 character based fiction
°special chapters °
contains visuals, music and media that inspired the story alongside visual representation of certain scenes from the book itself <3
if...
~winter break after the first f1 season~ "why was i not invited?"
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we were staying at my parents house in bristol for the winter break. i'd been out with oliver early in the morning to get some groceries for mom and i did not expect to walk into my room to see the bed empty. "what are you both doing on the floor?" i asked, noticing their messy hair against the carpet. maeve's clothes blended in with the carpet and so it took me a moment to notice them.
"good morning" is all that maeve said while niamh snuggled into her after rolling on the carpet. "oh did she finally notice the carpet's soft?" i asked, sitting down. maeve hummed in agreement. "when'd you get back? " she asked while patting niamh's back, who seemed to finally calm down from the early morning energy boost.
"a little while ago,i thought you girls were asleep and decided not to disturb but turns out there was a snuggle session without me" maeve lift her head up and i scoot closer to her so that she could rest it in my lap while niamh laid on top of her.
"sorry. it was unplanned. she was exploring the carpet and i joined her, right nia?" she little one nodded while playing with thr zipper on maeve's jacket. 3 and a half years old, fascinated by everything.
"its probably a bad time to tell you that the last time this carpet was vacuumed was a week ago" i tell maeve while drawing hearts on her cheeks with my fingers. she was so lost in niamh's tactics, i dont think she heard me.
niamh was trying to zip up her jacket and hadn't been successful yet. maeve didn't say anything and just let her do it. i didn't want to watch her struggle but like maeve said, she was exploring. something my mom told us was to let niamh do things by herself.
if she didn't ask for her help, she was still understanding what's happening. "maema, like this?" she said when she finally got the zipper to lock. "yeah, now pull it up" she said and niamh held onto the zip with full determination and zipped up maeve's jacket all the way to the top. "good job nia" i said, ruffling her hair and she smiled, rolling off and resting her head in my lap as well, copying maeve.
i leaned down and poked niamh's cheek with my nose to hear my favourite sound besides the british anthem, quite the unfortunate second option. i did the same to maeve and she just looked at me confused. i chuckled and kissed her cheek like she expected. her cheeks were red and niamh was smiling, playing with maeve's hair.
