Formula Racing Imagines And Preferences

🎄Pierre Gasly - Christmas Market

Pierre linked his arm with yours as he walked around the Christmas Market of Paris. The lights sparkled around, mixing perfectly with the night sky·almost like stars. "Pierre, this looks cute!" You said pointing at a little baby onesie. "You're really loving the baby stuff now aren't you? You have baby fever don't you?" He chuckled. "You really want a baby don't you?" He joked. You pouted and nodded your head slowly. "Don't worry mon ange," He leaned into your ear. "When we get back we can work on that straight away." Your eyes shot open. "Well Pierre Gasly, I'm sure you wouldn't mind some baby shopping then?" He closed his eyes tightly. You grabbed his hand and began walking with him, showing him more cute things. He was going to regret that.

Pierre became tired very quickly and just wasn't in the mood full stop. You noticed this and decided to come to a compromise of sorts. "Aw come on pear. Just ten more minutes and then we can go home and get to work mmh?" He shivered at your words and nodded but you decided to tease him and take your time. Ten minutes was up and still ní sign of you leaving any time soon. "Mon ange, That's Then minutes." He said impatiently. You smirked and set a candle down before turning back to him and innocently smiling. "We haven't even finished half the market yet. Once we are done, I promise." Pierre groaned and looked down at his watch. "We can speed run this." Before you could even speak, he began picking you up and slinging you over his shoulder before running all over the place leaving people stunned as to what on earth was going on. "Pear!" You squealed as he ran around the market with you. "Don't drop me or you will know about it!" you warned.

"I'm not going to drop my future baby mama-" You chuckled as he let you down right in front of the eifel tower. "but most importantly, I'm not going to drop my wife." You smiled with his words and it didn't quite hit you what he meant until he began to kneel down on one knee. "Mon ange," He began. You could already feel the tears coming. "You have been with me through it all. The ups, the downs, everything and I love you for that. I want to make sure you never leave me. 8 want you to be mine from now until the end of time so-" Pierre pulled out a beautiful diamond ring that glimmered with the Christmas lights. "Will you marry me?" Words couldn't even form in your mouth but you knew exactly what you wanted to say. "Yes! Absolutely yes!" He stood up and pressed a soft kiss of relief onto your lips. "You have no idea how scary that was." He chuckled slipping the ring onto your finger. "I can only imagine. You must have rehearsed it no?" Pierre laughed and nodded.

"Now my wife, shall we go home and get down to business?" He smirked. You played along and leaned in to kiss him. "Maybe but first-" You grabbed his hand and walked straight back to the market. "your wife needs some stuff at the market."