A/N: This is for the lovely Dorina95, hope you like it darling! ❤️❤️ gif credit to Chasingpegasus on tumblr.
Lyrics of the song Something Just Like This by Coldplay ft. The Chainsmokers is between brackets.
{I've been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
Achilles and his gold
Hercules and his gifts
Spiderman's control
And Batman with his fists
And clearly I don't see myself upon that list}Sebastian blinked against the tears as he stood on the podium in Melbourne. First race of the season and P1. He couldn't wish for a better start. He heard the whispers behind his back that he must be supernatural for bringing that car home like that.
He didn't feel supernatural. He didn't feel better than anybody else. He was just Sebastian Vettel, a guy who liked racing cars. A simple German man. He had his flaws like anybody else and certainly didn't consider himself special.
Till his eyes met yours. You were down there with a camera in front of your face and your breath hitched in your throat as he looked straight into the lens. You snapped the picture and looked up at him, all the way up the podium.
A gentle smile was painted on his face and he looked away when he really needed to, but Sebastian wished he could stare longer at your gorgeous face. He coughed and blushed slightly when he got a microphone pushed into his hands, focusing on Mark Webber now.
{But she said, where d'you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I'm not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can kiss}The German never thought he'd see you again, you were one of the hundred photographers around the track. He sat in his cabin after the race and the press conference, a moment for himself. Sebastian stared at the trophy he had set on the table and woke from his thoughts when there was a knock on the door.
"Excuse me, Seb. This lady asks for a last picture of you and your trophy". Britta came in and smiled at him. He was about to say no as you stepped from behind Britta. Sebastian's face lit up and he nodded. "Yes, yes, of course". He rambled and stood up quickly.
Britta let you two alone and closed the door behind her. "I'm Y/N by the way". You smiled brightly and it was so infectious that he smiled immediately back at you. "Sebastian". You shook hands and his hand had a firm grip on yours.
You blushed at his sparkling blue eyes that eyed you up and down for a moment, his blonde hair still a bit sweaty and sticky in his neck. "If you'll give me a moment, please". He muttered and went into the bathroom to splash a bit of water in his face.
Sebastian was a perfect model, his poses seemed to be all natural and his look into the camera gave you shivered up and down your spine. "These are perfect". You stepped closer to him to show him the pictures you made.
"Wow, they're great". Sebastian said and you felt his breath in your neck. You looked up at him and felt the butterflies flatter around in your stomach. He looked down at you with that gentle look in his eyes.
"Please tell me you felt the same thing as I did". Sebastian muttered softly, moving a few strands of hair away from your face. "Perfect strangers". You replied with a small smile.
{I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo}He gently angled your face towards his and you gasped at the feeling of his lips on yours. Why you? You didn't feel like you were a special girl, you were just a simple photographer. Well, that simple photographer was now kissing Sebastian Vettel.
Your finger tangled themselves in his blonde locks, pulling him closer to yourself. His hands travelled down to your lower back. He had his suit knotted around his waist and the white undershirt felt warm against your body.
{Oh, I want something just like this
I want something just like this}Ever since you met in Melbourne, you two were inseparable. You never expected that this would happen during the race weekend. Sebastian didn't want to let you go, but you had to leave for your work and he as well.
You spend the day and night cuddling in his hotel room, tangled in the sheets and in each other. He was even more tired the morning after than after the race.
"Sorry I kept you up all night". You giggled, turning to him while pulling the duvet up to your chin to cover your naked skin. "It's okay, I didn't mind obviously". Sebastian grinned and draped his arm over your waist to pull you closer.
You wrapped one leg over his hips to claim him completely.
{I've been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
The testaments they told
The moon and its eclipse
And Superman unrolls
A suit before he lifts
But I'm not the kind of person that it fits}Sebastian studied your features as you closed your eyes again. Your lashes almost touching your cheeks and your make-up free face as beautiful as he could remember when he first saw you yesterday.
He felt like it was a too good to be true love story and worry began to fill his brain. "Will I see you again?". Sebastian asked, sitting up slightly.
"Of course". You said, opening your eyes again. You sat up as well as he had a pout on his face. "It wasn't just a one night stand for me". You softly said, taking his face in your hands, thereupon feeling the light stubbles beneath your palms.
"But why me?". His sudden question made you frown as well. "I'm nothing special". He continued. You sighed. "Seb, you are. I have never felt this kind of connection before. You're special here". You tapped your finger on the place of his heart.
"And for me, that matters a lot more than anything else".
{She said, where d'you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I'm not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can miss}Sebastian didn't hesitate by pressing his lips firmly to yours again. "Please come with me". He muttered between the kisses. He trapped your underneath his body again and placed soft kisses on your neck.
"Where to?".
"Everywhere".
{I want something just like this
I want something just like this}

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