Formula 1 - One Shots [First Book]

Cuddles - {Stoffel Vandoorne}

A/N: This is for my babe pasfeatvic  , it's not a request but something I wanted to write for her because she didn't have the best day today. I'm like the worst kind of person on comforting people, because I'm afraid I might make it worse, so that's why I decided to write a lil one shot for her with her fav waffle Le Stof ❤️❤️❤️❤️

You literally pulled yourself back home. The world could collide around you right now and you wouldn't care. Hell even just sitting here in the car for the coming days, till the end of the year seemed like an attractive plan. You couldn't understand how people were so blind, how they could ask so much more of you than you could give.

You didn't want to cry in front of your colleagues, in front of other people around. You were holding it all in till the moment you came home. You were somewhat relieved when you saw the McLaren on the porch was missing, so Stoffel was still out for some training. You didn't want him to worry and see you like this.

The bags under your eyes were showing through your concealer and foundation and of course he would see that. Stoffel was busy with his own career and you didn't want to interrupt it all and let him worry about you, he got enough to worry about with his team.

You dropped your bag on the table with a loud thud, slamming the keys down on the table when you kicked of the stupid shoes. Everything was stupid now. The way your face looked, about to cry with those big, watery eyes. The way your hair wasn't the way you wanted it to be, the stupid uniform of that stupid company you worked for. Goddammit you felt so awful.

You bit down on your lip and breathed out heavily, not allowing yourself to cry now. You looked up when you heard an engine rumbling, a groan escaping your throat at seeing Stoffel getting out of his car. You went into the kitchen to make some coffee, trying a smile out a couple times that didn't feel good either.

"Hey, princess". He greeted and smiled at you when he came into the house. "Hi". You replied, looking briefly over your shoulder. Your hands were trembling a bit when you were about to refill the beans in the coffeepot. Stoffel came up to you and wrapped his arms around you, placing a kiss on your cheek.

You teared up at the gesture and twisted around his arms to look up at him. Your fingers wrapped around the sides of his leather jacket, looking up at him he already knew something wasn't right. "What's wrong, babe?". You burst into tears at the question. You wanted to push him away and turn around again, but he tightly held you in his arms.

Your sobs pierced straight to the Belgian's bones, his bag dropping on the floor and his other arm tightly wrapped around you as well. Stoffel didn't say anything and just let you cry, caressing your hair while your cries downed in volume slowly. He hummed some kind of tune against your head and you lifted your head from his chest to wipe your cheeks.

Stoffel looked down at you with those gorgeous blue eyes, gently studying your face. His thumbs moved over yours to dry your cheeks, but it didn't help as you started crying again because of him being so sweet.

"It's work". Your voice croaked while you sniffled softly. "It's so busy with these nightshifts and they want me to hand in a script and what else and I don't get any sleep while you're gone and I just can't do this anymore". Stoffel's fingers caressed the side of your face as he listened to you. "Isn't it just this moment? You're on your way to your dream job, baby girl".

You shrugged as you also didn't care about that now. "I'm sure you can do it, you're a strong woman". Stoffel kissed your forehead. "Let me take care of you now, please". You nodded as you didn't even know what he was going to do, but he lifted you up against himself, your legs dangling over his arm and the other was wrapped around your waist.

Stoffel let the water of the shower run to get it nice and warm for you. You pulled the elastic wrap out of your hair and pulled the tights down that covered your legs. He helped you with your jacket and shirt, pulling your naked body up again to place you in the shower. Because he was way taller than you were, he could easily reach out for you without getting too wet.

The Belgian washed your hair and gave you the sponge to wash your body. You felt a bit better at how he took care of you now, pulling you out of the shower again to wrap you up in a big towel. You shivered a bit from the cold air that blew through the opened window.

Your eyes were bloodshot from crying and the mascara stains were still visible on your cheeks, however Stoffel wiped them away. He gently dried your skin and your hair, delicately moving a brush through it like he always saw you doing after taking a shower.

Stoffel got one of his oversized sweaters and a pair of panties, letting you sink away in the too big sweater. You automatically reached out for him and you clung to his body like a little koala bear, his little koala bear.

Stoffel smiled and held you up by the back of your thighs, kicking the bedroom door open. He placed you on the king-sized bed, pulling the covers aside to let you crawl under it. You felt instantly more tired when your body hit the soft mattress and your head rested on the pillow. You whimpered when you didn't feel Stoffel anymore, but he was quick to wrap you up in his arms.

"I'm here, princess, I'm here". He muttered and let you drape your leg over him. You looked up at him and he smiled, kissing your lip a couple times. "I love you". You mumbled, half asleep as you could finally get some peaceful sleep, only you and Stoffel mattered now.

"Love you too, so much". Stoffel replied and his fingers caressed your face. The motion of his fingers, so gently and softy, made you even more sleepy. His body heat was comfortable against yours and you closed your eyes, resting your head on his chest. Stoffel laced his fingers with yours and his thumb drew circles on the back of your hand

You heard the strong beating of his heart and his lips humming a slow song against your hair, you finally calmed down.

"I'm going to make some dinner later, is that okay? It'll be your favourite". Stoffel whispered, causing you to crack a small smile. You nodded against his chest. "Not now". You quickly said and clamped yourself tighter around him. "Wouldn't dare". He replied.

Stoffel never failed to make you smile. You wouldn't know what to do without him.