One shots Formula One

"Smoking kills, ya know!" (Sebastian Vettel)

This one was requested by phoebe-durm I hope you like it. The next one I already have on paper, but I have to put it in my laptop and my parents are kinda pushing me to put it aside right now, so that one will probably come tomorrow. 

Loads of love

(don't forget to check out my story about Charles Leclerc either :) It is called 'No Matter What')

You smiled when you opened your eyes and looked straight into the sparkling blue ones of your husband.

"Morning liebe," He said, his voice still thick with sleep.  

"Morning," You whispered back 

"Did you sleep well?" You wished you could say yes, but he had kept you awake all night long because he had been tossing and turning. You knew it was since your sixteen-years-old daughter was staying over at a friend's after a party and he had no control over the consequences if she had drunken some alcoholic beverages. He didn't know she was safe until later that day, let stand whether she had even drunken anything. "Y/n?" He asked, knowing you didn't want to tell him. "I kept you awake, didn't I? I am sorry liebe." He pulled you closer to him and you rested your head on his chest until you came up with an idea.

"Why don't we go for a walk through the park? Some fresh air might do you good." Sebastian agreed and the two of you got on the way. You brewed a fresh pot of coffee poured the black liquid in travelling mugs so you could drink while walking after getting dressed into some comfortable clothes. When you'd get home you would have some propper breakfast with him. 

You put on your shoes and a thin jacket before walking out of your house, Sebastian's hand in yours. The park wasn't far away and within a few minutes, you walked underneath a roof of fresh green leaves while sipping your coffee. You and Sebastian rarely talked when you did things like this and that day was no exception. That was until in the distance there was a group of teenagers who seemed to be smoking. 

"I don't understand why anyone would do that." You mumbled and Sebastian chuckled. "What? You agree with me right?" He was about to answer when his smile dropped and he clenched his jaw. "What is it Seb?" You asked and you tried to figure out what he was looking at. You looked at the group of teens since that was the direction Sebastian was looking in. You spotted a very familiar blonde girl and you started to feel sick when you saw what came out of her mouth: smoke, which could only be from one thing. 

Sebastian was about to storm right towards the group, probably to drag d/n away from them and back home. 

"Seb." You took a hold of his arm and he looked at you. "Don't..." 

"She is smoking y/n!"He said. "I need to get her away from them, they have a bad influence on her!"

"You'll embarrass her! You don't want to do that, trust me. My parents did it to me once and to say I was furious is an understatement." Sebastian sighs in defeat. "Come on, let's go home. I think we've had enough fresh air for now."

xxx

The entire day, Sebastian was acting off. He couldn't focus on anything, he barely said anything and he didn't smile. Of course, you definitely didn't like the sight, nor thought, of your daughter smoking, but you didn't want to jump to conclusions. It was four o'clock when the phone rang and you picked it up. 

"Hey mom, can I stay with a friend until midnight or something like that, we want to do a movie marathon." You sighed. 

"I am sorry sweetie, I don't think that is a good idea. Not tonight at least." 

"Why not?!" She asked like it was the end of the world. "It is so unfair! You never let me do anything!" 

"Shut your big mouth, you young lady!" You sternly said. "You are coming home right now. End of discussion." You heard your daughter groan before she ended the call. You put your head in your hands. You hated it when you had to be so tough on your only child, but sometimes she didn't leave you much choice. 

"It is okay." You felt Sebastian's hands massaging your shoulders. "You had to, she had to be put on her spot." You nodded and turned around and you put your arms around his waist. 

"I love you." You mumbled.

 "I love you too." Much to your surprise you heard the front door open and slam shut. 

"Why?!" D/n screamed. "Why didn't you let me stay?!"

"Why?" Sebastian asked very calmly, whereas you were on the verge of crying. "Why did we see you smoke in the park?" D/n went pale. 

"What..." She was confused, how could her parents have seen that?!

"We trusted you to go to that party, to stay the night at your friend's and this is what we get?" She looked at you for back up.

"I am with your father on this one sweetie, you broke our trust." 

"And you know what?" Sebastian added. "Smoking kills ya know?!" 

"I am sorry..." D/n started to cry. "I just wanted to try. I didn't even like it!"

"Did you drink last night?" Sebastian asked. 

"Why?!" 

'Because you also smoked behind our backs. Did you drink last night?" It stayed awfully quiet and Sebastian and I knew the answer already, but we waited for d/n to admit. 

"Yes..." A tear slipped from the corner of your eye. 

"To your room," Sebastian told your daughter. "Now! You are grounded until further notice!" D/n started to make her way out of the living room and up the stairs. Sebastian looked at you and he noticed the tears on your cheeks. He took you into his arms and you started sobbing. 

"Where did we go wrong? I thought we raised her not to do these things, at least not without our permission when underage..." 

"I don't know..." Sebastian sighed for the thousandth time that day. "But we will find a solution, we always find solutions to our problems, why would this be any different." You looked up to look at him in the eye. He pressed a soft kiss on your lips and you relaxed a bit. With Sebastian on your side, you can get through anything...