Logan Sargeant One-Shots || Taking Requests!

Angles || NSFW

You were a model in London, enjoying the finer things in life. Your father was a businessman who was heavily involved with Formula One and Formula Two, and your brother was a Formula Two driver, so you had some connections to some of the drivers. Over the years, you had grown close with Logan Sargeant, one of your brother's former teammates. He was one of your closest friends, but was never in town when you got to walk down the runway at shows. After Logan was promoted to F1, the two of you kept in touch, and met up when the two of you were traveling in the same countries. However this week, he was in London for a meet and greet and the Silverstone race weekend. He heavily insisted on watching you at a show for the first time.

Backstage, the makeup artists were doing the finishing touches on your hair and makeup, and you checked your phone. It was a text from Logan, "Sitting in the front row, you're gonna be amazing!! 🤩" You smiled at your phone, the text giving you a major confidence boost for the show.

You had to do one costume change between the two times you were to walk out, but both outfits were difficult to get in and out of. The first piece consisted of a dark floral patterned corset, that was purposely very loose around your abdomen, with a drapey, nearly transparent ankle-length skirt. Though the first look wasn't your favorite, you still showed full confidence as you walked down the runway. As you walked down the illuminated runway, the audience suddenly faded into the background as you were focused on keeping your footing. You've never tripped on the runway before, but it was a constant fear you had. You got a glimpse of Logan in the front row as you turned to walk backstage.

The second change was a piece that was tailored perfectly to your body, the fabric being stiff, yet sat comfortably against your skin. The way the dress hugged your torso and abdomen would contrast the relaxed fit of the previous look. Once again, you weren't focused on the onlookers as you walked, but you saw Logan slightly shift in his seat at the sight of you. Walking confidently to the backstage, you changed into a tank top and linen shorts, waiting for the rest of the show to come to a close. You texted Logan to wait for you at the back exit of the venue.

Opening the door with your bag slung over your shoulder, you saw Logan waiting, with a big grin on his face. He didn't say anything, he just stood and stared at you.

"Earth to Logan," you lightly shook him, as you closed the door behind you.

Logan snapped out of his daze, "Yep I'm here," Physically he was, but mentally, he was still in the first row, marveling at your beauty.

"Do you wanna go out, or go back to my place?" you pulled out your phone, checking for places you could hangout at nearby.

"I'm kinda exhausted from the meet and greet, can we just head to your place and doordash something?"

"Of course," you grinned, glad you wouldn't have to be around people for the rest of the day.

On the walk to your place, you ordered some Chinese food so that when you got home you could eat. You noticed that Logan was acting a little strange after the show, but you didn't think anything of it, since you were so happy that your best friend had finally came to one of your fashion shows.

Your order for Chinese food hadn't changed at all, and Logan laughed at how adamant you were about it. You missed being around him all the time, even if he was teasing and bullying you mercilessly. After eating, the two of you laid out on the couch, tired from the very long day. You found yourself with Logan lying in your lap, looking up at you as you told him a story about a restaurant that your family used to go to. He gazed into your eyes, admiring the way your face lit up when you were recalling fond memories.

He bit his lip, suppressing all the ideas in his head of what he wanted to do in the given moment.

"Hm?" you noticed him biting his lip, "Why are you looking at me like that?" you chuckled.