F1 Imagines

Juri Vips (1)

fan fiction
noun
fiction written by a fan of, and featuring characters from, a particular TV series, film, etc

Y/N - your name

I groan loudly as I smash my mouse on my desk. "What a camping dickhead! Harper, go get that son of a bitch." I say as I finally respawn and carry on playing Call Of Duty. "Got him. Wow, you're raging hardcore over there." She says with a little giggle. "Well I can't fucking play today! I keep missing every single fucking noob!" I exclaim as I die once again. "I swear to god, this mouse is gonna go through this monitor." I say as I respawn once again.

"How's everything going btw? It's been ages since we've seen each other because of my job." She says as I nod. "Been pretty good. Me and Juri are pretty good." I say as I finally kill someone. I sigh, happy I was able to kill someone and continue playing my game, "And you?" I ask as I go on a killing spree. "Pretty good. It's just work is super hectic. I hate probation at work." She says as I nod even though she can't see me. "On a very different topic, has Juri found out about your old fan fiction?" She asks as I cringe. Thank god this chat was private for us as I played music over our convo whenever we were talking about our personal life so our fans couldn't hear us.

"I hope he never does. It was so bad!" I shout as we both laugh. "For a 15 year old, that writing isn't bad at all." She says as I shake my head. "I think it's mainly just cringe because I'm now dating him." I say as I finally get killed once again. "Has he said anything along the lines of fan fiction?" She asks before I hear her slam something, probably her mouse as well. "He has complained about people writing fan fiction about him because he feels as if it's unfair on me but I really don't mind." I say as it's silent.

After a few more games and some chat between the two of us, I log off and go downstairs to make myself some food. Aka, I just make myself some cereal because I can't cook for shit. That's Juri's job. As I'm rinsing the bowl out, I hear the front door open. "Hey babe, are you here?" Juri asks as he hangs up his coat. "In the kitchen." I say as I hang the bowl on a drying rack.

"Can we speak quickly?" He randomly asks as I frown and look at him. He doesn't look mad but he also doesn't look happy. I gulp and nod my head. He walks to the tv room as sits down waiting for me. I sit next to him and clear my throats, "Is everything okay?" I ask. My voice is a little shaky. This moment reminds me of those moments when your parents ask for your phone and you know you have nothing on there that's bad and but you feel like they will find something illegal, or like when you go to the airport and feel like you're carrying a gun when you've never even held one.

"So I was with the team today and a few of the F2 guys as you know and we stumbled onto something. Is this you?" He asks as he pulls out his phone and shows my fan fiction I wrote years ago. My blood turns icy as I look at him. He doesn't look mad but I still felt as if he'd hate me if I admit it, but there was no hiding away from it as my name was plastered at the end of every chapter.

I sigh, "Yes it is me but this was years ago. I promise I don't write anymore." I ramble on as a smile spreads across his face. He is very amused by this as I continue rambling, "I was so immature and I wasn't thinking straight. I should've told you." I continue until he places his hand over my mouth, "You're rambling as if you've cheated on me. Calm down, princess." He says as I nod.

He removes his hand as he places it down on my shoulder, "I'm not mad at you. I actually think it's quite cute." He says as I shake my head, "How much did you read?" I ask, feeling my cheeks heating up more and more as the minute pass. "Enough to know you fall pregnant after our little steamy night." He says whilst laughing as I fall back on the couch. "Ugh! How embarrassing!" I exclaim as he laughs harder.

"Did you read this with the other guys?" I question as he nods his head making me want to kill myself anymore. "Don't worry, they liked it." He says as he pulls me into his chest. It's silent as I continue mentally killing myself. "How come you're not mad?" I ask as I look up at him. "There's no need to be. It's just a little bit of harmless fun. Also, for 15 years old, you had fantastic writing skills. How come you never took on writing?" He asks as I shrug.

"I prefer killing people online for other to enjoy my rage so much more." I say as we both laugh. "How did the gaming session go today?" He asks as I sigh. "I was so shit! But the fans loved it. They were dying." I say as he laughs. "I'll watch the stream a little later, but I think right now we need some cuddle time." He says as I nod in agreement.

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Short and sweet. Hope y'all enjoyed. Stay safe lovies xx