Formula Racing Imagines And Preferences

🏎️Mick Schumacher - Podium

"Mick! You got your first podium!" The race engineer screamed through the team radio. Mick had his first race as a Ferrari driver and against all odds, he somehow got a podium. It was a tough few years since he moved from F2 especially with the car not exactly performing to his standard but my god he always put on a good performance. The race was basically a carbon copy of Monza 2020, a total mess and an unexpected result. "We did it! We did it!" He shouted back with excitement dripping from his voice. "You did it! I just sat in the garage and watched." He chuckled. "No, no. You pushed me
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his podium, this race, its for all of you in the garage! We did it. Okay?" You smiled at his response. You hadn't seen Mick in a while. He left a couple months ago and he didn't come back. You didn't plan on walking back to him but his mother practically begged that you came back because he wasn't the same happy boy so you reluctantly came to the race. "Well, I suppose I should go now." You smiled grabbing your stuff. "Tell him he did great." You felt a hand grab your arm. "Where do you think you're going?" Corinna asked. "Well I'm not his girlfriend anymore, we're not even friends so it would be very weird if I just show up at his podium." Corinna shook her head at your answer. "No, no. Come on. We're going to Parc Ferme." And away you walked reluctantly to Parc Ferme.

The three podium cars parked up with the drivers climbing o it to celebrate. Mick jumped out and basically dived into his team. After the moment of madness that was, his eyes were set onto you. He took his helmet off almost threw it to the ground. "Y/n?" He whispered. "What- when did you get here?" Your anxiety went through the roof. He's gonna ask you to leave. "I know you probably don't want me here but-" You were cut off by him throwing himself onto you and into his embrace. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." You hugged him back. "You did amazing." He smiled hearing you. "Thank you liebe."

"Look! You need to go. You're late for your podium." He places a kiss onto your cheek before turning and walking away to the long awaited podium. Your cheeks turn a light pink at his gesture. You see Mick get announced onto the podium before he runs out waving his arms in the air with excitement. The anthems are played, the trophies are awarded and now.... The champagne! He runs around spraying the other podium sitters before he decided to go and spray his team below. You covered your head but it was no use. The champagne still got you. The champagne stops as you return to Corinna who is smiling over to you. "What?" You ask. "Nothing. Netflix are recording you by the way." You look around for the camera and crew and surely enough there they were recording you but y oh didn't care. You got Mick back at least.

The drive back to the hotel was short enough with little way to drive but the conversation was long. "This trophy is definitely going on the mantlepiece." Mick said gazing down at the trophy he had in his hands. "It sure is." He looked back up to you smiling. "Thank you." He says catching you off guard. "For what?" He shakes his head. "Just in general. You're always there for me. I left you but still you ended up coming to watch my race. Do you know how much that means to me?" You look lovingly at him and he does the same. "I missed you, you know." he continued on. "Same over here. There was something missing. I found myself still sleeping on the left side of the bed and having to hug pillows to get anywhere close to sleep." His eyes opened slightly. "I did that too actually. I was so used to cuddling up to you before I slept that I forgot what it felt like to sleep alone."

"So are we going to go back to normal?"
"We can stop cuddling pillows if that's what you mean."
"I love you Mick."
"I love you Y/n."