Formula 1 One Shots

(PG) - Because you deserve so much more.

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Head hanging low he enters the house, the race was depressing. It wasn't a red bull circuit but still, Max Verstappen won and sweet Pierre couldn't even come close to Vettel. He ended on P6 after, what it seemed, a never-ending race. He's terrified what I might think about it. I could've raced for Torro Rosso if I didn't have my everything changing crash, the crash broke my leg so badly i can only walk on it now. That's when Gasly took my place all that time ago. Pierre knows I never forgave the ghost-driver, I could've been the first woman in Formula 1 since a long time, the accident changed me. He walks into the living room where I'm seated and he believes I'm disappointed in him, but I'm not.

"Have you watched the race?" He speaks up, walking to me and sitting down on the sofa.

"Yeah, it was a great race. I loved your fight with Riccardo." I say, not taking my eyes from the TV. "And Max won, of course, that was amazing..."

"I'm so sorry, I know you hoped more from my side." His french accent warms my whole body, yet the shame in his voice gives me goosebumps.

"Don't be sorry, you did amazing. Max is the problem, I don't think even Hamilton could keep up with him. You're doing just right baby." I snuggle up with him, he puts his arms around me and holds me tight. "I mean, place Hamilton and Verstappen in one team and we'll see what happens..."

"You would've beaten Max's ass..." he says and we laugh, he gives me a peck on the top of my head.

"I trained so much, I wanted it so bad." It's been about four years since I had to tear the contract between me and Torro Rosso, it still hurts.

"You would've been the greatest woman Formula 1 would've gotten." With his hands, he draws circles on my shoulder. "I don't deserve you, you deserve a legend. Max could tell you every thrill you get when you win in that car. Hell, even Lewis could give you more than I ever will."

"Pierre, what do you mean?" I don't like the tone in his voice, I keep him closer as I feel his hold loosen.

"I feel like I can't do enough for you. Because you deserve so much more."

"I don't care if I deserve more or not. I don't need all that extra stuff and I don't need you to go out of your way for me." I sit up, looking in his eyes. Tears are falling down his cheeks, his sea-blue eyes seem even more bright because of those tears. He's living with so much emotion, most of the time he tries to hide it but when he's with me he can't. I make him feel safe and loved, he isn't afraid to show me his emotions when he's with to me.

"What do you need then?" The confusion in his voice is rather present. I give him a soft look, I move my hand up and down his thigh.

"A hug."

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