Request from amjhurk ! Definitely not the best OS I've written, I'm sorry, but hey, can't be good everyday 💖
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Lewis had always been a child. He always liked to have fun, although he had a very healthy lifestyle, contrary to what most people may think. It came to a surprise to the both of you when you became pregnant, but eventually you thought it may be the time to start a family, and Lewis was the one who encouraged you to keep the child. Since your baby boy was born, it hadn't been anything but pure joy.
You tried to come to as many races as possible, even though it was more difficult now that you had a son. Lewis became world champion in Mexico a month ago and, unfortunately, you couldn't have been present. You made the trip from London to Abu Dhabi with your son to support your boyfriend on his last race of the season. You were quite excited to see the team members and girlfriends of drivers again, as many of them were your friends.
You also knew journalists were excited to see you. It had been a couple of races that you didn't come, because they were quite far from England, and the last one you've been to, Singapore, you had left your son with your parents. Of course he was used to travel a lot, but he was only a few months old, you didn't want him to be too messed up by jet lag and sudden temperature changes. Your son was the new attraction of the F1 world. He was the last driver's child to be born, and Lewis was world champion and a famous person, so many people wanted to know more about your son. Lewis and you had agreed on a balance, not showing him too much in the medias, but not making of him some secret thing either. So you knew everyone was waiting for you to appear with your baby in Abu Dhabi and see the little Hamilton family reunited.
"I'm here with Y/N, Mrs Hamilton, who came to support the new world champion. A few words Y/N?" Paul Ripke, the community manager of Mercedes, was filming a short video to post on the Instagram story of the team and interrupted your train of thoughts as you stood in the pit lane.
"Hi everyone!" You waved at the camera. "You do know I'm not Mrs Hamilton yet, Paul, right?" You teased the tall guy.
"I'm still wondering why Lewis hasn't popped the question yet, honestly. Lewis, if you see this, go on and marry her!" He exclaimed in a dramatic voice, facing the camera on his phone.
You laughed again and pushed a strand of hair behind your ear. You were interrupted by baby cries coming from the garage. You had left your son with Rosa, the team's press officer. You left Paul to follow the cries and saw a few team members, including Toto Wolff, trying to calm the baby. You grabbed Y/S/N in your arms, whispering a few calming words, and he stopped crying immediately.
"He's such a mommy's boy!"
"You haven't seen him with Lewis." Lewis loved your son and he loved his daddy. Seeing them together was always a blessing. The baby spent most of his time with you, since Lewis was often away or working, and you remembered he was scared not to have a special bond with his son, at first. But they definitely created one and it's beautiful to see.
Y/S/N fell asleep in your arms, rocked by your movements and the sound of cars. You saw Lewis arrive in the garage on his scooter, followed by his trainer Angela, after their pre-race routine. You started laughing at the image. It wasn't the first time you saw him on a scooter, it had become his ritual to roam around the paddock on that this season.
Lewis was a real kid. This morning, the American actor Will Smith and him filmed a short film and Lewis had a blast. They both played around like kids, which amused the whole team as well as you. Lewis could be so immature sometimes, you didn't know how he turned out to be such a good father to your child.
"I swear I don't have 1 but 2 kids." You shook your head, laughing, as your boyfriend did a sideslip with his scooter, to stop himself right in front of you. "You're a dad, now! Start acting like one!"
Lewis leaned in closer to you after handing his scooter to Angela, leaving a small peck on your lips and gently stroking your baby's hair.
"I can be your daddy too if you want." He said quietly so no one could hear besides you, with a cheeky smile.
"Don't say that in front of our baby!" You exclaimed with a shocked expression on your face, holding Y/S/N closer to your chest as if to protect him from the bad words coming out of his father's mouth.
"We could leave Y/S/N with Rosa or Angela tonight, so we can spend some time together. What do you say?"
"I would love that very much, yes." You nodded, excited to spend a few hours with just your boyfriend. Since your son was born, you haven't been just the two of you. You loved your son but you needed to be as a couple again, just like before. You kissed his lips one more and whispered a few words in his ear with your most flirtatious voice. "Can't wait to have you all for myself, daddy."
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