✨George Russell - Disneyland

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A request from the beautiful click_TWICE hope she enjoys this one, I had fun writing this. I'm in the mood for Disney so this was fuuuuuun xx

George had won his first points in his formula one career and as per agreement back in 2019,you had to bring him somewhere or do something for him if he got the points within the first two years of his career. You were cheering him on in the Williams garage, screaming and cheering. He couldn't hear you but he still knew you'd be going ballistic and my god was he right. Final corner and boom. Points. You ran out to the pit wall and asked for a set of headphones. "George! You did it! You got points!" you screamed. He laughed at your enthusiasm but your screams low-key hurt his ears. "I have something to tell you when I get out of the car, darling." He chuckled. You gulped before handing back the headphones and consuming yourself in your thoughts on the way back to the garage.

It took a while but George came back to the garage. "Hey darling. Did you enjoy the race?" he asked pecking your cheek. "I did. You drove very well." you patted his chest. He leans into your ear. "The bet. Come to my driver room because we need to talk about the bet." My god when I say your mind went to the gutters, they went to the gutters. He pulled you inside his driver room and plopped himself on the couch. "Now about that bet darling." Oop there the thoughts went again. "I have a very particular thing I'd like to do with a very particular person." The heat rose to your cheeks as the blush stained them pink. "Y-yes? What is-s it?" You became a stuttering mess. "Can we go to Disneyland?" he asked. Your shoulders drooped in disappointment but they soon rose again as you realised what he genuinely wanted to do. "Wait really?" He nodded. "Of course we can. When can we go?"

Disneyland. The land where childhood fantasies and dreams came true. You had woken up early enough having already planned your outfits. You picked the Belle inspired outfit and styled your hair to look as close to hers as possible too. George watched in admiration as you focused on the task at hand. Fixing your hair. You le tout à Loud Yelp as the curling iron briefly brushed over your skin but still left a mark regardless. "Ouch! You son of a bitch!" you cried. "Hey! Don't be like that!" You look at George through the mirror who is smirking. "Don't be cursing in Disneyland." You scoffed at him and turned fully around. "Oh please. It's not like Mickey Mouse has cameras in every room making sure we don't curse. What's he gonna do anyway? Get the CDA to come get us?" You chuckled at your monsters Inc joke but it didn't seem to register in George's mind. "What?" he asked in confusion, almost genuinely thinking Disneyland had a bloody defence team that he didn't know about. "The CDA. Monsters Inc? The yellow guys in Monsters Inc. Oh my goodness George." You shook your head slightly disappointed that your joke hadn't landed but you had all day so it didn't matter. "Get your Mickey ears on! We're going now." You tell him before going to the bathroom to finish up.

Day one of Disneyland absolutely banged. You had met so many different characters and there wasn't a single second you weren't smiling. George was the exact same. Although he was being dragged around by his 5 foot something girlfriend, he didn't mind one bit. He loved seeing her smiling so he wouldn't change this for anything in the world. By the time lunch had come around, they had only been a quarter way around Disneyland. Y/n ooked around at the map looking for the next destination as George munched happily onto his burger. "Where do you want to go now?" he asked. "Sleeping Beauty's castle. I've always wanted to go there." George nodded and continued eating. "Aren't you going to eat?" he asked. Y/n shook her head. "Nope. I'm too excited." George threw his food onto his plate. "Eat your food darling." Y/n giggled and took a bite but it wasn't long until she finished because damn the burgers are good in Disneyland.

You stood in the line at Sleeping Beauty's castle, hoping it was going to be Belle. "Oh please, please, please, please, please be Belle." you mutter George chuckles at you, curling his arm around your shoulder. "Calm down darling. It's just a woman dressed up in a costume." A gasp escapes someone but it isn't either of you two. It's a little child near tears from George's words. "How dare you! Just because you weren't invited to Belle's tea party your jealous." George furrowed his eyebrows as i look down at the little girl. "Boys am I right?" she nods laughing. "You're good with kids." he comments. "Well when we're older and when we have nothing to do-"

"I'm always gonna have something to do with you around." I slap his arm. "George! You can't say that." He giggles boyishly and behaves himself enough up until we reached my personal favourite, Belle. There she stood waving at George and I with the Beast beside her. "Oh my goodness." her jaw dropped slightly. "George Russell. Oh my goodness!" George laughed nervously. "Belle..." the photographer says sternly as she gets back into character. After some chit chat Belle became awfully touchy with George and almost didn't acknowledge you at all and you didn't like that one bit. "So lovely meeting you-" George began before you interrupted. "But we really should be going, don't want to hold up the line." You force à fake smile. "It's been a pleasure meeting you both. Hope to see you back here soon." You grabbed Georges hand and led him out in a huff. "What's up with you?" he asked. "I'll tell you when we get back to the hotel."

"She was hitting on you! And in front of her Disney Prince too." You pouted. George sat watching you pace in front of him grinning with his phone out recording for his Instagram, thinking this was hilarious. He was enjoying this far too much. "Maybe she just stayed in character?" he asked. "Last time I checked, Belle isn't supposed to be a hoe George." He wheezes in laughter and threw his phone down, not believing the words actually coming from your mouth. "I never thought in my entire life I would hear you call a Disney princess a hoe." You rolled your eyes and retreated to the bathroom. "If you think it's a joke you can leave your bloody comments at the door! I'm being serious." He might have been laughing and making a joke out of this but it genuinely hurt you deep down. You had grown up watching as your favourite Disney princesses got their princes and then eventually your friends too and that's all you ever wanted, to find your own Prince and that was George.

A few minutes passed and George had been sitting on his bed waiting for you to come back out but you didn't so he got up and knocked on the door awaiting a response. "Darling?" he asked. A muffled "go away" was the only response he received. "Why are you so upset about a Disney Princess?" He asked. He heard some sniffles. "She has her own Prince so why the hell is she trying to take mine?" His heart began breaking as he realised that she was genuinely hurt over this encounter with Belle. "Darling? Can you please come out?" You hesitantly grabbed the door handle and opened up. He looked at you in pity as he gazed upon your red, puffy cheeked face. He walked closer and engulfed you in a hug. "I'm sorry for laughing about it. I thought you were joking." You shook your head into his chest. "I wasn't. I just- why the bloody hell did she have to try and take my Prince? She has her own. Why can't I keep mine?" He smiles.

"So I'm guessing we aren't watching Beauty and the Beast then?" he jokes trying his best to lighten the mood. "I suddenly prefer Cinderella." He chuckles at your witty response. "Well sit down then and I'll get it on the tv." You climbed under the blankets and watched as George found Cinderella on the tv. When he finally did, he returned back to you and sat down, holding you contently in his arms. Just as the film began, he placed a kiss onto your head. "If I'm being perfectly honest, I wouldn't want any other princess other than you."You smiled and turned a deep shade of red. "You're my princess." This is exactly what you wanted. You and your Prince to finally have a happily ever after...without Belle ruining it of course.

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