Formula 1 - One Shots [First Book]

World Champion - {Nico Rosberg}

A/N: First of all: congrats to Nico for doing a great job today, well deserved championship! Got a nice request in my inbox with that theme, I hope you like it! 🤗

You bit your nails as you looked at the screens above you. The crew was nervously shoveling around on their chairs as the cars went into the last lap of this year on Yas Marina, Abu Dhabi.

Your man was busy becoming world champion, but Sebastian Vettel was on his tail and seemed to think about overtaking him. "Last corner". The mechanic on your side mumbled. And there he was, Nico Rosberg, world champion of 2016. He passed the black and white start-finish line as second and secured the position as champion of the 2016 season.

You jumped up and screamed, hugging his mother and immediately flying to the pit wall to push Paddy Lowe to the side to speak to him over the boardradio. "Liebe, I'm so proud of you! Your my champion!"

Nico fought the tears as he heard your voice in his ears. He made you proud. "I love you I love you. We're champions, Y/N". He threw the steering wheel at the side to turn the donuts and the pit wall crew laughed as he created a ring of smoke around him. You shook your head, a bit emotional as well.

Nico parked the car the way he ended his last donut and jumped out, fist to the sky and waving at the fans.

On your way to the podium you got several hugs from team members and Toto and Niki. They pushed you at the front of the barriers and you leaned over to see him running over to your side. "I'm so proud, Nico". You said and kissed his helmet as you wrapped your arms around your Mercedes driver.

He said something that you couldn't hear due to the fans and the crew behind you that was loudly cheering at Nico. Nico had to get to the podium and got away from the barriers.

Many other drivers congratulated him and he went up with a big smile. God, he was so happy. All he wanted to do was scream as loud as he could, the adrenaline pumping through his veins.

It was finally time to get up on the podium. He finished second, but he didn't care. He was world champion. Nico waved at the fans and at you, forming a little heart with his hands and blowing you a kiss that you "catched".

You giggled and looked up at him, making some (around 600) pictures of him. You didn't really listen to Sebastian Vettel and Lewis Hamilton, only Nico mattered at the moment. "Y/N is down there, at the frontrow, baby I love you so much, thank you for all the support".

You couldn't stop the tears and laughed as some team members patted her at the shoulder. As soon as you could see Nico you sprinted through the pit box to jump on him.

Nico emotionally grabbed your cheeks and pressed a kiss on your lips. "Lets get the hell out of here, just us two". You nodded and entwined your fingers with the hand that didn't have to carry a trophy.

Of course you didn't leave Abu Dhabi before you went to the crazy afterparty. "What are the plans?". You asked as he stood on the balcony of the hotelroom you shared. "Going away, with you. Paris maybe, London. Both". He grinned and turned around to face you, wrapping his arms around his waist to pull you close.

"I love you". Nico told you again as he did many times this day. You still get butterflies in your stomach every time he tells you. "I love you too". You kissed his lips and let Nico take you back inside.