One shots Formula One

Guardian angel

Driver: Charles Leclerc and Daniel Ricciardo
Requested by: Jhawker123

Plot: Charles and Daniel comforting you after winning the Japanese Grand Prix

I definitely did not cry writing this............

You were nervous as hell. It was your very first Japanese Grand Prix in a competitive car. That season you had moved up to Ferrari as Sebastian retired and Ferrari felt bold enough to pick a second youngster to drive for the team with Charles being the first driver. 

The day before the qualifying had gone great. You would be starting from second position, with Charles having taken pole position. Mercedes was finally losing its dominance and it was about time. You were doing your warming up with your earbuds in, listening to some of your favourite music until it was time to drive the car onto the grid. You immediately hopped out of the car again to see if Charles had a word of advice for you. You hated the track, hating what had happened five years ago, hating it hate taken the life of Jules Bianchi. The same Jules Bianchi, who had taught you how to drive a kart. The same Jules Bianchi who had been your best friend since you were born. The same Jules Bianchi who was your brother. Never had you loved anyone as much as you loved Jules. 

Charles was standing beside his car, talking to Mattia Binotto but excused himself when he saw you. You took your helmet off and placed it on the nose of Charles' car. You threw your arms around him, immediately being surrounded by press. 

"I don't know if I can do this..." You whispered. You loved driving around in the red bolide. Especially since now, after so many years there was a Bianchi driving a Ferrari around. Just not the one people had expected to do so. But none of that joy you got from racing, could make you want to drive around this track one more time. Especially not during a race. Five years ago, Jules crashed during the race, this race. Five years, he ended up in the barriers with an injury that was going to take his life months later. 

Charles didn't say anything, just rubbed his hand up and down your back. Suddenly two large arms engulfed you and Charles in a hug and when you looked up you saw the dark curls that belonged to Daniel. Even though tears were threatening to spill, you smiled. Without these two you wouldn't be standing where you were standing at that point. 

You talked with both drivers for a little more, having at least five people doing their best to keep nosy journalists away from you. 

"Daniel you should get back to your car." Daniel would start from seventh, finally having the car to be best of the rest. He nodded and gave you a kiss on your forehead. 

"You'll do great, Jules is proud of you. I am sure." You smiled and nodded. After giving Charles a final hug you took your helmet and walked to your car. Mattia gave you an encouraging smile and you smiled. Everyone in the team knew that you struggled this weekend with your feelings. 

"Y/n!" You turned around, to see Pierre raising a thumb at you before putting on his helmet. You chuckled and blew him a kiss before putting on your own helmet and getting into the car. You checked the radio, made sure your engineer had strapped you into the car right - you trusted them but just wanted to be sure just in case somewhere during the race you would suddenly fear you weren't secured correctly and not having a chance to check it then. It would be terrible for your driving style as you would get too cautious. 

The engineers left the track and soon you got the signal the warming up lap could start. Behind your teammate, you weaved to get some heat into your tires. When you passed the dreaded part of the track you had to take a deep breath.