Formula One Shots

Lewis Hamilton [82]

I was tagged to answer some questions, which I included in this One Shot. If you're interested to read it, you can find it at the end of this chapter :)

This one is for TCyrus!

82. "Bring your pretty little butt over here."

You came back home after a long day of work and called out for Lewis, letting him know that you were finally home. Lewis walked into the hallway where you were removing your heels, sighing in content. He smiled and wrapped you into a hug after kissing you sweetly.

"How was your day, darling?" he asked as he took your hand in his and led you to the couch, where he had made some tea for you. You raised your eyebrow at this, but decided not to mention anything. He Always either did this if he had done something you disliked or needed a favour. "It was quite alright. You know, just the usual," you sighed and got comfortable on the couch.

"Shall I run you a bath?" Lewis asked and quirked an eyebrow, waiting for your answer. "Sure," you said a little hesitantly. Why was he being so caring all of a sudden? You had to admit that you loved this side of him, but it sure did raise some suspicions.

As soon as he walked upstairs to run you a nice warm bath, you walked through the house to see if he had broken something. You couldn't find anything fast enough, making you frown. Lewis snapped you out of your thoughts by announcing the bath was ready. "Lewis Hamilton, I swear that if you broke something in the house, you won't live to see the end of the day," you said as you walked into the bathroom and started undressing yourself. He smiled sheepishly, "I didn't break anything, sweetheart."

You raised an eyebrow but decided to shrug it off, "if you say so, hun."

Lewis decided to take a shower after you had gotten out of the bath, so you made your way into the kitchen to grab some piece of the chocolate cake you had made this morning. You frowned as you didn't see any sign of the cake. You groaned in annoyance and rolled your eyes. So this was the thing Lewis was feeling sorry about. You could strangle him at the moment. All day long you had worked, and when you finally got home to relax and enjoy the cake you had made, Lewis had eaten it whole. Unbelievable. You stormed your way upstairs and did not bother knocking on the door before storming into the bathroom.

"Lewis Carl David Hamilton! Bring your pretty little butt over here right now!" you snapped, making him cringe.

"You think my butt is pretty?" he wiggled his eyebrows to try change the topic, but you wouldn't have any of it. "Not anymore. You ate my whole cake? Seriously Lewis? You couldn't even leave one piece for me?" you huffed in annoyance.

"I'm sorry baby, it was so good, I couldn't stop myself," he said, pouting as he looked at the floor.

"I sincerely hope you get sick of eating so much chocolate. Serves you right," you said as you crossed your arms over your chest.

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I got tagged to answer some questions by WriterExtreme, so here it is:

1. Do you have a crush?

DOMINIC SHERWOOD aka Jace Wayland in Shadowhunters holy shitttt and my drivers named Carlos Sainz, Nico Hülkenberg and Antonio Giovinazzi of course ;) (and not to forget William Moseley, who I have been in love with 10+ years already)

2. What's my middle name?

Maria 😇

3. What's my height?

5'4" / 162 cm

4. Eye color?

Green🌿

5. Last time I cried?

Like two weeks ago? Nothing too bad.

6. Biggest fear?

Losing people that are dear to me. And a vicious spider attack.

7. Last song I listened to?

That would probably be Despacito by Luis Fonsi ft. Daddy Yankee ( I hate the JB version okay)

8. Last person I texted?

One of my best friends, Romy, who is currently in Italy.

9. (added question for F1 fans) If I was going to get the number of one driver, who would it be?

Antonio Giovinazzi 😻

Anyway, I'm not tagging anyone because everyone was probably tagged already? If you want to do this, please be my guest :)