One shots about formula one drivers, or moments in formula one of course. I'll be writing about whoever you want, so you can ask me to write a one shot about all of your favorite drivers :)
Requesting stories is possible, so don't be shy and ask...
This one wasn't really requested, but DesignatedFangirl and I were talking about it a little back and how we totally saw him doing this. (he actually did, which is just so cute) I hope you like it!
You were in Spain, the fifth race your boyfriend would drive in the best branch of the sport: Formula One. You were so proud of him every race and he proved you had the right to be. The last race he had finished sixth, scoring eight points and even though the car was expected to be not fast enough for a decent finish here in Spain, he finished tenth. He added another point to the ones he earned in Baku, which meant he had scored points in two consecutive races. As he had done with making it to Q2. Marcus, Charles's teammate had also done a good job, finishing only a few places away from the points in thirteenth.
You had been busy the entire race with your job, but nevertheless, you had kept track of your boyfriend of two years and all his actions within the race. You were in charge of the social media of the Alpha Romeo Sauber F1 Team which meant you kept posting this during the race and tweeting updates of where the two drivers were.
You smiled as you walked out of the pit box to find both of the drivers to ask them for a quick statement to put on social media before they would speak more elaborative about the race and you would post the link to what they had said. The race had just finished and hoped to find the both of them before they would go and do their interviews and fortunately, it didn't take long before you had found Marcus and soon after you found Charles.
"Hey." You said. "You did great." You pecked Charles's lips. "I am really proud of you and I am sure with me a lot more." Charles smiled brightly and pulled you in for another kiss, which this time is full of passion and love.
"Charles." His PR said chuckling. "You still have some duties to fulfil, are you coming?" Charles pulled back.
"Yeah, I am." You smiled and received one last kiss before Charles left you alone to do some interviews. You walked to the Sauber's motorhome where you got yourself a drink before starting to pick some pictures of the race to put online. You were the only one in there as everyone was outside, walking around the paddock Matter of factly, you were in front of Charles's room, waiting for him to get back. But somewhere around the time, he should get back you were called to meet someone, which you did. By doing so, you missed Charles coming back and you also missed what he was doing. When you got back you weren't the only one in the area anymore and you started to talk to Chris Medland, the other person in the area. After a few minutes, the door to Charles's room opened and you looked up, only to see Charles walking into the door. You tried to keep yourself from laughing, which you kind of failed in.
"Charles, what is that?" You asked, mentioning for what he was holding in his hand, as you were still trying not to laugh.
"You two didn't see a thing!" He said, before turning around, but as he tried to open the door, he dropped the cake he was holding. That was the point you burst out into laughter. "here let me help you." You laughed, quickly helping him to clean it up and then walked into his room with him. "You dork." You said and after that, you kissed him tenderly.
"But you love me for it." Charles grinned and it made you laugh even harder.
"I do though, I love you for it." Charles quickly changed out of his suit and you scrolled through Twitter, responding to some tweets until you ran into one from Chris. You burst out into laughter all over again. You sent it to Charles in a private message.
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"Charles, you just got busted! Check what I sent you." You did all you could do with the tweet in the meantime: you responded.
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"Oops." Charles laughed. "It's a good thing I train enough to lose all of it again." You chuckled.
"Are you so sure of that?" You teased. "I believe I saw a little fat last night." Charles rolled his eyes.
"That's not true..." He said, his voice low. "You are going down, bitch!" He then exclaimed, a smile on his face and he grabbed your wrist and started to tickle you. You dropped to the floor.
"Charles, please stop!" You cried out when you really couldn't take it anymore.
"Fine..." Charles stopped and kissed you. "Is that better" You grinned and placed your hand in his neck to pull him back down again. He hadn't expected it and landed with his body on yours.
"It would be if you weren't so heavy." Before Charles could say a thing you placed your lips on his, shutting him up. Your hand moved up to his hair and you gently took hold of his soft locks. "It is just perfect." You mumbled against his lips.
"I'd better." He mumbled back before crashing his lips against yours. It was very usual for the two of you to end up kissing in the weirdest positions, but it was something the both of you loved, but not as much as you loved each other.
