Formula Racing Imagines And Preferences

Preference - How He Proposed

Max Verstappen
Max was nervous for once. He never had to ask such a harrowing question before. "Will you marry me?" four simple words that he couldn't quite say. They were in Brazil. He lost his pole position the year prior but this year he intended it to be different. He planned on asking you before the race but he wanted to put it off as much as possible. This was a big thought in Max's head t he ough out the race. 'What if she says no?' he said it out loud but he forgot to turn off his radio. "What are you talking about?" his engineer asked. "I- Sorry. I wasn't thinking right. Girlfriend. That's all." he says quickly. "Whatever it is she'll say yes mate but we have a race first." Max's conscious cleared after that. He ws right. She wouldn't say no. Surely not. They've been through so much together so he wanted to win the damn race and that's exactly what he did. He jumped out of hsi car and ran straight to the mechanics and then to you. He nearly slipped the question right there and then but he kept it quiet because he wanted it to be more private in case you cried. You had máscara on and you'd kill him for that so he waited until the hotel. He lay on the bed mumbling what he'd say to you. "Hey schat. No too casual. She's your girlfriend Max you're supposed to make it casual. God." "I'm starving babe and we aren't going out for another two hours so do you wanna get something sent up? I'll call down now if you want." you call out of the bathroom. "Um yeah if you want." he gets up and walks to the doorway gazing in at you. How did he find such a beautiful creature? How did he get so lucky? "Max? Are you okay?" you ask him. He looks up. "What, sorry?" "I ask dif you were okay? You seem off." He swallow hard. "I actually have something I'd like to do." you begin curling your hair. "I've known you all my life and I want to know you for the rest of my life, I want to keep you forever. No trophy could ever amount to what you mean to me and we'll, I just wanted to know-"he began kneeling down. You look behind you and lift him up. "Max go outside, I'm not crying right now. My makeup took too long." He looked upset. "No babe, i will, of course I will, but let me take of my makeup first." you rush into the btroom and wash it quickly and walk back out to him still kneeling. "Continue, quick before the moment passes." you couldn't stop smiling. "Will you marry me?" you nod and here the tears came. "Yes. Of course yes." you kiss him through a Web of tears. "How long until we go out? Two hours yes?" you nod. "Well I'm sure we can spare one hour without you being dressed."

Charles Leclerc
You two were walking hand in hand down the coast of Monaco. You had no reason to walk down there except for the fact that it was date night. You two keep walking until you reach a little row boat. It contained a picnic and a few lanterns for lighting. He helped you down into the boat and began rowing. "We aren't going out too far mon coeur. We will go out to where we walked so then we won't disrupt any boats coming into the harbour." you nod. "Will I unpack the picnic?" you ask. He shakes his head. "No, you just sit there and look pretty. Not a hard job for you to do." he smiled. When the boat finally comes to a stop, he takes out the picnic and the lantern and helps you out of the boat. You were able to walk through two foot of water to get to the shore. He set up the picnic and took out a few candles he had in the basket too. It was beautiful. "You've outdone yourself on this date Charles." you say. "This food is delicious." He became fidgety. "Charles? Is everything okay?" you ask. He shake shis head. "No, but it has nothing to do with you, I mean it has something but I just--I want to change something about you." he said. You were shocked. He'd always said you were perfect and besides, why would you change yourself for the sake of a silly boys fantasy? You were a formula 2 driver, you had to keep to your body type. "Oh really? And what's that?" you say looking away. "Your last name." come again? You stood up as he stayed down, but kneeling. "Y/n, the reason I brought you out on this date was because this time four years ago, we met for the first time ever. You were in your apartment squealing so I went to check on you. That was four years ago. I kept that date in my mind because I always knew that I would en duo with you and nothing would stop me from achieving that. So Y/n, the driver for prema racing, the love of my life, my sunshine, will you marry me?" you were speechless. You couldn't form words and it was Worrying Charles. Maybe you weren't ready, maybe you wanted to break up but his thoughts couldn't be more wrong. You managed to get out a nod instead. He sighed in relief. "You scared me for a minute." he laughed slipping the ring onto your wedding finger. "Yeah, I just. No words, absolutely no words." you say. "Holy shit we're getting married. I- Our families. Oh my god everything is just falling into place. I love you, fiancé." you say. He take a step closer. "I live you my fiancée."

Lance Stroll
It was the day Chloe got married. Chloe, Lance's sister. You attended as his date. Everything was so beautiful. The lights, the music, it entranced you. Everything about a wedding was perfect but you knew you wouldn't have one anytime soon and you'd love it. Lance on the other hand knew different than you did because he was looking around knowing he would have to do all this in a few months, maybe even top it. The bride finally had to throw the bouquet. Lance pushed you in lightly and you smile back at him. He stood behind you, waiting to open the box. His sister bluffed that she was going to throw the bouquet, instead she turned around and handed them to you. It's like your mind buffered for a minute but she spun you around to face Lance. He was kneeling on the ground in his suit, holding a slick, black box with a delicate diamond ring inside. You held in tears. Everyone around you erupted into cheers, Lawrence Stroll's you couldn't not hear. "Y/n? Will you be willing to do this in a few months with me?" he asked. You nod as he places the ring around your finger. He stands back up and kisses you lovingly. You couldn't believe it, your dreams came true with the man of your dreams. "I love you babe." he whispers into your ear. "I love you too."

Alexander Albon
Alex was in his driver room and you were sitting next to him. You didn't understand why he was so scared, he'd never been that scared before a race in his life and I'd been at most of his races this year, in this exact position. "Alex? You're pale and you're shaking. What's wrong?" I ask. He turns his attention to you. "I want to ask you something but I don't know if I can. I don't know how you'd react." you were a little confused but you were there for him. "You can tell me. I'm listening." He took a deep breath. "We've been together for what almost six years?" you nod. "I don't think six years is enough for me to classify a relationship as serious." you held your breath. Was he breaking up with you? "I think forever is a good time to classify it as serious. So y/n," he reached for his pocket, pulling out a beautiful ring. "Will you marry me?" your breath became uneasy as tears began dribbling from your eyes. He was silent and nervous awaiting your answer but you just couldn't talk. "Yes! Of course yes! Always yes!" He sighs out. "Thank god, I nearly passed out." he chuckled. Alex slipped the ring onto your finger. It fit perfectly and it was exactly your style. "So is this the beginning of our forever?" you ask. He nods. "Yes. Yes it is."

George Russell
Your anniversary. Not scary at all. You had taken a pregnancy test earlier that week after your friend convinced you that you were pregnant and she was right for once. You were. You went to the doctors and got an ultrasound. You were nine weeks along. You put the pregnancy test in a small decorative box and put the ultrasound into a card for him. You were laying in bed asleep when he opens the door. "Good morning darling." he sings. "I've got you breakfast." You'd been put off breakfast, truth be told, because it made you throw up. "I'm not that hungry George." you say to him. "I've got you a gift." "Really? So do I but you first." he says smiling. You hand him the box and the card. He opens the box in a pull and carefully unwraps the gift paper to unveil a positive pregnancy test. He looks up. "Are you-" you nod and open the card for him and pass him the scan. He shouts in happiness. "I'm gonna be a dad! I'm gonna be a dad! We're gonna be parents!" he kisses your cheeks and then you belly. "Yes, but what about your gift?" you ask. He pulls away. "Oh yeah, right." he pulled out a small box. "Y/n, you have been the one for me since I met you and I was sure that I wanted to do this but now I'm positive. Would you become my wife? Would you marry me?" you slap your hand over your mouth. "Yes!" you scream jumping into his arms. "We need to call our families for sure."

Lando Norris
Lando brought you out to dinner, a fancy place so it must have been a special occasion. You were midway through dinner when he searched in his pocket and his eyes widened. "You okay?" you ask him sipping your wine. "I- I need the bathroom. Give me a minute." he ran away but not in the direction of the bathroom. You started worrying and you were about to look for him but he returned. "Where have you been?!" I whisper shouted. "I went to the shops." he replied. "For what?" he pulls out a lollipop ring. "Are you serious?!" you ask. "Why?" he sighed. "Because I forgot the actual ring at home." "What ring?" He bends down on one knee. "An engagement ring." you gasp. People begin staring at you two. "Will you marry me? I'll get the real one when we get back." he laughs. You nod. "Yes Lando. And it doesn't matter if its a diamond ring or a lollipop ring, I get you as my husband."