F1 marathon - Jean-Eric Vergne

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A FE OS with JEV and André Lotterer for JoZann !

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It was a disappointing race for the whole DS Techeetah team in Marrakech. After qualifying in 2nd, Jean-Eric was aiming for the victory, or at least for a podium. But the race was a disaster since the start. As he tried to pass the poleman, he lost control of his car and found himself in the last position. Hopefully his car was great – and so is he – and he managed to make it back to fifth, just before André. It was definitely an exciting and surprising race for the fans, but for the team it was more of a disaster, since the objective was a double podium.

You sighed when both drivers crossed the finish line. This season would undoubtedly be tougher than the last one, when JEV and DS Techeetah became champions. You still remembered how it was, just like being on top of the world. You were incredibly proud. You still were, of course, but a 5th and a 6th places just don't have the same taste.

The mechanics and engineers just shrugged and started packing things. They were neither happy nor sad – the result could have been way worse. And everyone knew that, to become champion, these points would count. You can't always win.

JEV and André both went to talk to the journalists before coming back to the garage. You took your boyfriend, JEV, into your arms, giving him a comforting hug.

"You did great." You whispered in his ear. And he did, coming from last to fifth was quite an achievement. But you knew he was disappointed with himself.

You felt him tighten his hold on your body and take a deep breath, taking in the scent of your shampoo. You stroke his back and he calmed himself, his muscles relaxing under your touch.

"I'm pissed." He grumbled in your neck.

"I know. It'll be alright. I'm proud of you, always." Keeping him in your arms, you pulled your head away from his chest to look at his face. He looked tired because of the heat and the effort he put into the race. It had been a long day.

"What would I do without you, huh?" He finally smiled.

"Probably nothing! Hopefully I don't plan on leaving you any time soon."

"Good."

You kissed his lips and felt him smile in the kiss. His lips were a bit salty because of sweat but you didn't mind. He was holding your waist and you were pushed against his body.

"Hey, I need comfort too!" You giggled in the kiss and pulled your face away from JEV when you heard your brother. He had just come back from his interviews, his hands crossed on his chest.

"Sorry André." JEV stepped away from you and put his hands in surrender.

"Don't be jealous, big brother. Come here." You also gave him a hug and congratulated him for his race, even though he would have preferred a podium.

You went back to JEV and slipped your fingers through his, intertwining your hands. He immediately started striking the back of your hand with his thumb and you lied against him.

"Are you guys going to be moody all night?" You asked with an eyebrow raised. They had that grumpy look on their face. You knew they were disappointed with the race outcome, but you did want to be able to enjoy your last night in Marrakech. With the both of them. André's fiancée hadn't been able to come and she had asked you to keep an eye on him. You knew how grumpy your brother could be when he didn't have what he wanted.

"Probably." He shrugged.

"Well I want to spend a nice evening with you two. So, what about a 2018 Formula 1 marathon?"

You wiggled your eyebrows, knowing they couldn't say no to that. That's something you used to do with André years ago when you were kids, just watching the F1 races over and over again. Since you were dating JEV, you had done this a couple of times. Basically it was just F1 races on the TV, some beers and food.

"OK, I'm in!" André clapped in your hand and JEV nodded beside you. "But I'm warning you, I don't want to see you two smooching all evening! It's bad enough that I let you touch my baby sister." André warned his teammate, giving him a dark stare.

You chuckled and shook your head. Your brother was totally approving your relationship, he just liked to remind JEV he was your brother and he was keeping an eye on you once in a while.

You grabbed their arms and pushed them into their driver's room to have a shower before you could go back to the hotel. Those are the two most important men in your life and you were proud of them, whatever their results. At least during the F1 marathon you could make fun of other drivers doing mistakes!

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