Formula 1 One Shots

(CS) - You're my sun, and I'm your planets.

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"Maybe we should go to sleep. You have practice tomorrow." I whisper in Carlos' ear, slowly breaking away from the embrace. Ready to go under the deep red, cotton covers of our bed. I look at the clock on the nightstand. "Carlos, it's 4 am, this before sleep talk turned into a late-night talk once again..."

"No, no. Let's talk for some more." He pulls me back into the hug, and I snuggle into his chest. "You were saying?"

"I was saying that I'm happy with you, as my fiance." I kiss his cheek, feeling him smile. As I lay back down his hand finds my arm.

"How did we find each other?" He sighs, caressing my shoulder.

"It was fate! I mean, your star is probably the polestar and I'd be the planets around it." I smile up to him, hoping he gets what I mean. 

"What?" He laughs, not getting a single thing I just said.

"Nevermind, just that the stars made it happen, let's leave it with that." I giggle, he never understood my metaphors.

"No, explain to me." He whispers into my ear softly, squeezing my shoulder a little.

"You're my sun, and I'm your planets." I sit up, escaping is arms. I look into his lovely brown eyes and continue: "And then you're the polestar because that's one of the brightest out there, seen from earth."

"You and your space talk." He says and I slap his chest, feeling slightly offended. He sits up, gesturing with his hands to the air when he speaks: "I love it, really. When you talk about how you're going to win the ski because your stars are in the perfect place that day, and then you actually win it. Or how it's going to be a bad day for you because the night before Jupiter was placed wrong out there."

"Jupiter? My planet is Mercury, yours's Jupiter!" I push him playfully, he never fails to make me laugh.

"Girl I'm trying!" He fakes frustration, making me laugh even more. He chuckles and leans in for a kiss.

"I want to be the oldest couple alive, I as much time with you as we can." I whisper as we pull apart, my laughter died down a little.

"What do you mean?"

"I love you so much. You're racing in Formula 1, a dangerous sport. I'm skiing, in the top too, also a dangerous sport. But I want to survive everything with you, I want to be known too as the oldest couple alive, who practiced life-threatening sports. I want to walk on the streets, at god may know what age, and young fans run up to us. I want young fans who just got into our late sport we did, run up to us and be totally amazed they meet the persons their grandparents told them about. But mostly I want to have a long fulfilling life with you."

"Did you just tell me your vows?" He says softly and leans in again, but doesn't kiss me.

"Sort of, I didn't really want to do our vows in front of all those people anyway." I whisper against his lips, desperate for him now. "You know how nervous I get around too many people."

"Thank god! I was afraid we had to do those and I'd be way too nervous to tell you what I wanted to tell you." He exclaims, letting his back fall on the bed. "Can I tell mine to you now?"

"Yeah, I just had one more thing prepared." Carlos' head perks up, questions fill his eyes.

"What did my mi vida prepare?" He sits up again, looking deep in my eyes. The dim lights of the nightstand help the romantic atmosphere.

"Okay, here goes nothing." I breathe out, taking a deep breath in again before continuing in my lovers' native language: "Desde el día en que te conocí me he enamorado de ti, no hubo un segundo en que me detuve a adivinar mis sentimientos por ti.  Desde el día que te conocí, todo se sintió bien.  Desde el día en que te conocí, supe que terminaría profundamente enamorado de ti.  Carlos, eres el amor de mi vida." (Since the day I met you I've been falling in love with you, there was not one second in which I stopped to guess my feelings for you. Since the day I met you, everything felt right. Since the day I met you, I knew I'd end up deeply in love with you. Carlos, you are the love of my life.)

"You learned this in Spanish for me?" His mouth's slightly open in shock. He caresses my cheek as he softly speaks: "Everything I wanted to say is nothing compared to this now."

"Your mom helped me with it. I'm glad I didn't have to do that in front of all our Spanish family and friends, it'd be a flop." He pins me down on the bed, making me giggle in a slight shock.

"I love you so damn much. You said it perfectly, thank you so much. Te quiero." (I love you) He starts to leave kisses all over my neck, making me moan. He looks up to me, his eyes almost glowing in a dark brown color, whispering: "I'm going to fuck you senseless, tonight." 

Note: I had no clue what I'm talking about with the 'space talk' of planets and stars, sorry. I just found this a cute idea... and I hope the Spanish part was okay.

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