(Yuki's POV)
After I had taken some time to calm down, the streets I had ran though became clear as to where I was.
I found my way back to the hotel and made it back to Pierre's room. Unfortunately, it was locked and I did not have that keycard to open it. However, and I am not proud of it, I was able to go back down to the ground desk and, being an F1 driver, they gave me a key to the room.
As soon as I got in the room, I rushed straight to the bed. Any bed was better than the one I woke up on.
Surprisingly, the bed in a HOTEL, was better than MINE. That's saying a lot if you think about it. I bought one of the best beds money could buy yet, since they would have had to order over hundreds of these, this one only could have cost around $250.As mad as I was at that, the drowsiness won. Within the next minuet I was already sleep.
(3rd person, Pierre's POV)
Pierre had spent hours on end looking for Yuki. All the way to the point that the sun had started to rise above the cities buildings.
Sulking, Pierre returned to his room feeling like he had lost a part of himself. So to his surprise, when he walked into his hotel and saw that missing peice right in front of him, he was relived to say the least.
He had so many questions for the younger. For now thought, he let him rest. Why? Because Pierre knew just how tired Yuki must be, plus he was exhausted too.
Yet he could sleep with the thought of Yuki escaping his he grasp before he woke up.
(Pierre's POV)
~The next morning~As exhausted as I was I just could not sleep. The thought of Yuki waking up before me and dashing to who knows where didn't sit well with me. Especially since I already lost him for a few hours, and if drive me insane. If anything was to happen to him I would never forgive myself.
So, I have been sat here in this super uncomfortable chair watching thirst traps, no, edits, of Yuki to help keep me awake and focused on my task at hand.
Just as my body decided it was over, over exhausted and wanted to pass out, something caught my attention.
I'm not sure if it was how slow I was processing things but by the time I grabbed his wrist, he, quite literary, had one foot out the door. With one last ditch effort to I was able to pull him back inside the room, close the door and force his back agents it.
I know that in Yuki's eyes I would look like a mess right now. However, in fount of me, I held in my hands, in the best way possible, one of the hottest messes I have ever seen in my life.
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501 wordsTwo chapters in two days!
Now onto the news that no one totally saw coming KI SIGNED WITH MERC! NGL I'm happy for him, and what a way to do it as well, at your home GP too. Now there's only two seats left, and 4 drivers on the current grid who don't have a seat for next year, what do you think will happen?
Who do you think will get pole in Quali? Cause McLaren and Red Bull haven't looked that strong at Monza.
Anyways, enjoy my lovelies!
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