Formula one shots [Requests Closed]

Pascal Wherlein - There's only one bed

@_Niami, I wrote this one for you. I am so sorry about the delay but I am so busy at work. I hope you will like this one. Thank you for your request.

Alone today you decided to watch all those pictures your mum keeps in that box, you love to to that when you're alone. You made a delicious hot chocolate, took the box and jumped in your sofa. You took a sip of your hot chocolate and opened the box. You saw pictures with you mother when you was less than two weeks, with your father in the garden playing together when you were 3 years old. You took that picture with your grandmother and your grandfather, you perfectly remember that day.

You were 5 and that was summer, you were playing in the garden when you saw that little boy around your age in the yard next to your grandparents house. The sun was shining and you yelled at your grandmother 'Can I be friend with him ? I would like to play with him and drive his car. That seems fun !' You grand mother smiled and looked at the little boy. Your grandmother waved her neighbor and smiled to her, that was a old women two and the little boy was her grandson. He was here like you to spend holidays with his grandparents. You looked at the second picture and you shyly smiled, you are in the car and the little boy is standing proudly next to you. You remembered that day because it was the first time of your entire little girl life that a boy asked you for a kiss on his cheek. The reason ? You want to drive his car and he was agreed, he just wanted a kiss in return.

Every summer the little boy was here at his grandmother house. Your grandparents and his grandmother were really close, they were friends and that's you you and the little boy often played together. That's how you became friend with Pascal actually. Every summer you were so happy to have you back here... Every summer until he became a racing driver, actually his summer were quiet busier... You looked at all pictures in the box with Pascal to 4 until 15 years old, sparkling eyes and malicious smile, you were pretty cute. You may be asking yourself 'And if I meet him now, woud he remember ?'.

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It's Christmas time and as you usual you spent one week at your grandparents house before the 25th december. You used to do this, first to see your grandparents, then because they lives next to a huge shopping center and you loved that and finally because the town is quiet and serene and you love reading books and hearing birds singing. You took your bag and your father bring you to the train station 'Your grandmother called me, she said that your old friend will be here this year for new year.' you frowned a little and your dad added 'Yes, you know the formula one driver. The boy with who you used to spent all your summer.' What a coincidence you thought, you watched those pictures few days later and now he will be here.

Once in the train you put your earphones and closed your eyes, you love Christmas holidays : familly dinner, gifts, snow... It's magic. 2 hours later you are here and you saw your two grandparents who are waiting for you in the train station. You hugged them and kissed them on their cheek 'Here we go ! I am so glad to be here' you added. 'We are happy too darling, but we can't leave the train station. Do you remember Pascal ? He will be here this week too, and our neighbors asked us if we can take him. He will be here in 20 minutes, let's take a hot chocolate !' you grandfather added with his usual smile on his lips.

You took the last sip of your chocolate when you saw a tall and thin man walking towards you with a huge suitcase on his hand and a cap on his head, you shyly smile because you recognize him as soon as you saw him. He didn't change, he's still the same little boy you saw on those pictures at your home. Pascal removed his cap and waved your grandparents 'Thank you so much' he simply said to them and moved his eyes on you. Pascal smiled 'Y/N you haven't changed' he said his eyes sparkling. Things are so much easier when you are child, you weren't so shy and now it's like Pascal was a stranger. Afterall you haven't seen him since 3 or 4 years, and you both changed.

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A couple of days later you were in your sofa a book in one hand and as usual a hot chocolate in the other one. You haven't already see Pascal, he probably doesn't want to. His formula one driver life is so much better than yours ! You heard someone knock at the door and your grandparents aren't home, you opened and saw their neighbors in front of your door. 'Good morning' you simply said. 'Good morning Y/N, I am so glad to see you again. Pascal said that you haven't change and he can't stop watching old pictures. Your grandmother is here ?' she asked. You shook your head and she continued 'Oh it's too bad, I had a question. I was wondering if Pascal could sleep here tonight because his cousin is coming with her wife and we have only one bedroom.' You smile to that old lady and replied 'Yeah I think that will be okay, don't worry for that.' And the women smiled and get back to her house.

Like she said Pascal was here this night, you syly smiled to him because 4 years later that's kind of weird. Pascal didn't eat with you and come after dinner, he spoke a little with you grand parents before they went to bed. At 10 p.m it was only both of you in that quiet house.

'Like I said before, you haven't change Y/N. Still beautiful' Pascal said. You blushed a little and continued touching your hair at the same time 'Thank you. And what about you, tell me how interesting is your life right now ? You achieve your dream, congratulation !' and that's how Pascal explained you how he did is first season in formula one. You listened him carefully and laughed about a lot of stories he told you.

You always thought that Pascal had something, something different... When his eyes met yours, when he took your hand when you were child and all those things. It was already midnight and you yawned. 'You're tired ? By the way, do you know where is my room ?' and you realize... 'Oh Pascal, I don't think about that and my grandparents neither... So two options : first you stay here on the couch or you come with me but, There's only one bed.' Pascal shyly smiled and replied 'If it's okay for you I will choose the bed.' You nodded without added any word.

You slipped in the bed hiding you long and thin legs, you wore a short and a simple tshirt. Pascal wore a tshirt and a short too but he added 'Usually I don't wear a tshirt, do you mind if.. ?' You shook your head and added 'No it's fine, I have already slept with a boy, in the same bed you know'. When Pascal was in bed you were upset because you didn'at dare to moove because you were scared of touching his skin. 'Do you have a boyfriend ?' He asked quickly. 'No why this question ?' he continued 'Because I wouldn't have wanted to... I mean If I had a girlfriend especially like you, I I wouldn't have wanted that another boy, in the same bed you know...'

'I am free, I hope you too because your girlfriend will not like that.' I continued. Pascal slowly wrapped his arm around my waist and caught my hand, I was able to feel his muscular torso against my back. I felt electricity throught all my body, I felt goosbumps all over my skin when he whispered 'I am glad to be here with you, 4 years later...'