#Sebastian Vettel imagines

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About You Pt1

Pairing: Sebastian Vettel x Webber!Reader

Summary: Everyone knows about the history of Sebastian Vettel and Mark Webber. But there's a well kept story within the paddock about Sebastian Vettel and another Webber. This is that story.

A/N: I know I said that its a whole one shot only but I don't think that I can do it. I have to cut it because there is a lot of history. I hope you all enjoy.

About You Series: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Taglist: @spideybv28 @randomcuboidshape @mehrmonga @casperlikej @cliosunshine

2005, Circuito de Jerez

The earliest memory that Y/N has of Sebastian Vettel was watching him test the Williams-BMW car.

It was her first time accompanying Mark and she was still grasping some of the key concepts of Formula 1 when Sebastian headed to the car. She watched how he drives and how the team were discussing about how he is a potential driver for the seasons to come.

"You know Seb is just a year older than you" Nico Rosberg, who has been keeping you company for the testing that afternoon, stated.

"Then that will make him the youngest driver if he enters Formula 1"Y/N mused.

Y/N didn't know but she was pretty excited to see him on track. She knew that this Sebastian will change a lot of things in F1 and will probably make history. At the same time, she can't help but be a bit worried since its a dangerous sports. One second you can be living the dream and then the next you find yourself recovering in a hospital room.

Sebastian Vettel gets out of the car and lifts his visor. There was a certain spark in his eyes that Y/N didn't miss out. Its the spark that showcase how much he loved to race.

Y/N didn't miss how her heart skipped a beat.

2006, Istanbul Park

The next time that Y/N sees Sebastian Vettel was during the free practice. He was a Friday driver for BMW-Sauber and he is as impressive as the day she first saw him in Spain.

"That kid just set out the fastest lap" her brother, Mark was shocked by the time set by Sebastian.

"That kid has a name" Y/N stated "and its Sebastian"

"Oh how come you are so informed about this missy?" he wondered

"He drove with you in testing season last year remember" Y/N replied.

The replay on the screen showcases the bold moves that were made by Sebastian. It was like he was driving like he is a man on a mission. If Y/N will bet, there is a lot of teams that will be shortlisting his name to their team.

"What do you think about him?"

"A little bit of reckless, I mean 6 seconds in your formula 1 career and you already have a penalty. There must be some kind of record for that" Mark was referring to the speeding penalty that Sebastian received as soon as he left the garage.

Y/N mumbles a small hmm as she continues to watch how Sebastian moves around the track. She was sure that sooner or later, she might see Sebastian more often.

2007, Albert Park

Fridays aren't too crowded as the Sunday races but still there was a bit of pressure in Sebastian Vettel's shoulder as he entered Albert Park.

He walked the paddocks and tried to visualize himself not just a Friday driver but an actual driver for the Sunday races. He pictures the screaming crowd chanting his name, the smell of burning rubber, radio messages from the team, and even being at the podium with the champagne.

In his daydreaming, he didn't realize that he bumped into someone. All he saw was that a girl was down on the ground with papers all over.

"I'm terribly sorry. I was not looking where I was going" he apologized.

"I'm equally at fault too"The woman assured "It was not wise to type and walk especially since this whole place is swarming with people"

Sebastian helped the girl compiling the papers and he noticed how the papers seem to be like contract for sponsorship. He looked at her and tried to identify which team did she belong to but her lack of team merchandise makes it difficult.

"You're new here?"he tries to decode.

"No, I'm not. I've been coming here since 5 years ago" there was an accent in her voice. Australian, if Sebastian was right.

"Huh, you must know your way around this whole place"

She takes a closer look at him, "You're that rookie Sebastian Vettel"

Now Sebastian doesn't have a huge following that he knows of and this is probably the first time that someone outside the family knew about him. Now, he felt even more curious about the girl.

"How did you know my name"

"Hard not to especially when you set a record to having the fastest penalty in their f1 career" she joked.

Normally Sebastian will be annoyed by the reminder of his mistake last year. He choose to forget that small mishap and avoid talking about it. But this time, he felt like the giggling is contagious that he can't help but smile when talking about his mistake.

"I assure you that I'm a much more better driver now" he states, holding up his hand as if saying that he swears he is a better a driver now.

"Hoping to see you deliver Vettel" she grins.

The girl started walking away from Sebastian when it occured to him that he didn't even know her name. He rushed to catch up with her.

"Wait, I didn't get your name"

She looked at him and there seems to be a slight hesitation

"If we meet again in a formula 1 race then I'll tell you my name" then the girl walked out of his sight.

2007, Indianopolis track.

It seems that luck has been on Y/N's side because she managed to avoid Sebastian during the past races. But it seems as if this luck is running out slowly since they are bound to meet up this weekend as Sebastian was bumped from reserve driver to formula 1 driver due to the injury that Kubica sustained in Canada.

She was hanging out at one of the coffee machines when she felt somebody tap her shoulder. She gave him a smile upon recognizing him.

"Sebastian Vettel, shouldn't you be preparing in your f1 car now?"

There was a loopy grin on his face, "Mystery woman, I was beginning to think if you are just a figment of my imagination.

Y/N pressed the hot cup to his hands, "I'm very much real and not just a figment of your mind"

"So will you tell me now your name?" Sebastian wondered. He has to admit that it has been bugging him for weeks on end about who this mystery woman is. He even went to ask around the paddock but his description was very vague and no one could help him.

"Its Y/N, nice to meet you" Purposely leaving out the last name.

In Y/N's mind it was just a safety pre-caution to leave out her last name. It was for her own good as well because people tend to act differently once they hear about your big brother or your connection to the sports. For once in her life, Y/N wants to be seen as just Y/N.

Maybe she just want to prolong this little charade for a little while longer.

"Y/N nice to finally meet you"

2007, Nürburgring

Maybe its the home turf advantage that boosted his confidence but Sebastian managed to ask Y/N if she would like a tour around the place. Thankfully, she agreed. Sebastian was already blabbering about the places that they have to get to and Y/N had to remind him that they're not staying for a vacation.

He will tell you that he is not freaking out but he prepared for the whole afternoon. He even asked his mother what outfit should he wear to make it seem like a casual hangout. In his defense, he never had a lot of friends growing up and he certainly didn't have beautiful australian girls around.

"You know you don't have to bring me flowers, were just touring around"

It was his idea to bring flowers because he often sees it in airports. When someone new is in town, they bring them flowers. He felt like the orange gerberas were a good pick as advised by the florist he knows.

"But the flowers made you smile" Sebastian grinned "I'm more than pleased to have a happy tourist to tour around"

Then two engaged in a conversation about their early life. Sebastian shared stories of the town he grew up in and his stories of motorsports.Y/N, on the other hand, listened and shared some bits of her life in Australia before she traveled around the world.

Eventually the duo ended up in an orange farm, where they picked out oranges and waited for the sunrise to set in the horizon. It was a core memory that they will share with one naother.

"We should do this again sometime"Y/N suggested

"Its a breather for you and I" Sebastian agreed "Away from all the lavishness of F1 and the pressure of the sports"

"Sounds like you wanted to run away with me"

"Who wouldn't want to run away with someone like you?"

2007, Fuji Speedway.

The past few weeks has been stressful for the Webber siblings. The articles published by some news sites seems to be getting on Mark's last nerve. Everyone seems to be taunting him about how he is over a hundred of race starts already but then he still haven't won anything. The pressure is high and Mark was determined to prove them wrong.

"Mark just don't do anything stupid okay?" Y/N begs.

She watches as Mark suit up for the next race. She was already used to her brother racing but she knew this race was a little different since her brother wanted to win.

"I'm not going to be stupid Y/N, I'll drive good today and I'll get that win that they want"Mark grumbled.

Y/N handed the helmet to her brother, "Just stay safe, I don't want to lose you"

"I'll come back safe"

The race went underway and as usual, Y/N watches it in the comforts of the driver's room. She did not want too many attention focused on her and she felt like her heart might actually come out of her rib cage if she watches it on the stands.

Japan's wet races gives Y/N a heavy feeling that something bad might happen. Her heart beats rapidly as she watches cars after cars spin out or crash. She prays that none of them was Mark. or Sebastian.

There was 20 laps to go when her ears started ringing that a Red Bull has been rear-ended by a Toro Rosso.

'Please don't let it be Mark and Seb. Please don't let it be Mark and Seb'

But the voices in the Red Bull pitlanes and the storming voices of Mark confirms her worst nightmare.

"That kid is so stupid, he shouldn't have been allowed to drive" Mark roared "I had that in the bag, I was going to win"

Y/N immediately hugged her brother, "Its alright, the win will be coming soon Mark. What matters is you are safe"

There were frustrated tears from Mark as he cried in the embrace of his sister. Privacy was given to the siblings as the race continues on. She was so focused on her brother that she didn't notice that there were several messages in her phone.

Seb: Where are you? Seb: I messed up my race and Webber. Seb: Call me when you get this. Please?

2007, Shanghai International Circuit

It felt like a heavy weight on Sebastian's shoulder after he messed up. He kept on blaming himself that he did not just mess up his own race but he also messed up Webber's race. It did not help that Y/N was not replying.

The media has also been eating him up with the way that Webber responded to him. He was called a kid that did not have enough experience. It stings a lot but now he has to put up a brave face and just race.

"SEB! SEB!"

Sebastian looked back and he saw Y/N. There was no hesitation in him but he immediately hugged her. It was the only time ever since Japan that people aren't mad at him or hounding him for questions. He felt at ease to be with Y/N.

"Where have you been, I have been messaging you over the weekend"

"I'm here now, aren't I?" Y/N says "And before I forget, I made you this as a token of my apology"

In her hand, she has a paper bag. Sebastian's curiosity is piqued upon looking at the contents inside the bag. There was a tupperware with food and a sticky note in a messy handwriting "for sebastian vettel, you can do it."

"You cook?"

"I don't but hey its the thought that counts. I figure that you might need-"

Y/N doesn't have to explain a lot because Sebastian already appreciated the gesture. He hugged her again and it seems like everything just got a little bit lighter for Sebastian that weekend.

It wasn't Sebastian's weekend at all but remembering the little note, that was tucked inside his helmet, he felt a lot better. He can bounce back next season.

2008,  Autodromo Nazionale di Monza

This was the internal dilemma of being Sebastian's friend and being Mark's sister. The two of them are in different side of the coins for this season. Two drivers shared the same family with Toro Rosso being the sister family of Red Bull but it seems like that's their only similarity.

Then there was the mixed emotion. Of course, Y/N was proud of Sebastian because he is slowly improving and shining with every grand prix. She was always elated when they see each other post-qualifying or post-race at the hotel rooftop (it has been their common knowledge that they will meet up there so that they can get fresh air together). On the other hand, Y/N knows about the pressure that it is being placed with her brother. Mark has been declining and losing hope for a maiden win. He has been in the sports for some time and he believes his time should have arrived by now but he lost opportunity after opportunity.

Y/N can't fault anyone for this one. Both of them just wanted to achieve their dreams. She wished everything does not have to escalate but here they are in the 2008 Monza Grand Prix.

Sebastian Vettel was starting on pole while Mark was starting third. Everyone is buzzing about the possibility that Toro Rosso might clinch a first win before Red Bull. It was something that Y/N knew bugged Mark's mind.

It didn't help that it was a rainy start and it sort of brought her back to Japan 2007. She was not an overly religious person but she prayed to any higher being to please don't let Mark and Sebastian crash with each other again.

The race went underway and the rain was not as heavy as Japan. Still there was some crashes and some spin. But Y/N felt the conflict of emotions start again upon seeing how Mark started to drop places while Sebastian pulled away from the rest.

Y/N went out of the driver room when it was nearing the end of the lap. She didn't know whether she should run and congratulate Sebastian or she should stay behind and comfort his brother.

Of course, blood is thicker than water.

Mark looks absolutely defeated as people started to ask him about how he is feeling when their sister group got its first win before them or how did he manage to mess up his 3rd position to eight.

"Just please give him some space, we will be answering the questions later" Y/N stepped up. Right now she was not Mark's sister but rather Mark's assistant.

Y/N helped Mark to go back to his driver's room so he can get a few minutes to himself before he gets questioned by the media again.

"It feels like shit. I feel like I can't do anything right" Mark threw his gloves across the room.

"It wasn't your time yet Mark" Y/N replied. Its like a broken record at this point which frustrates Mark.

"Then when will it be my time? Sebastian has been here for just a year or so and he already have a grand prix victory"

Y/N knew that this was the dam breaking. No words can comfort her brother right now so she just went to give him a hug. She could only wish in silence that Mark gets his win eventually.

On the other side of the paddock, there was cheering. Sebastian Vettel was in cloud 9 as he saw the Toro Rosso mechanics and engineers calls out his name. Everyone was in full party mode that they have even tossed Sebastian up in the air.

Everyone wanted to talk to him. They wanted to ask him about how he is feeling or how he created history today. He was the youngest driver to have a maiden win and the first one to bring victory to Toro Rosso.

But Sebastian eyes seem to search for someone in the crowd. He wouldn't voice it out but there was a certain woman he was hoping to see when he stepped into the podium. It had a slight twinge in his heart but the roaring crowd silenced that feeling.

'Maybe I'll see her later' Sebastian thought.

However, there was no Y/N in sight for the rest of the weekend.

2008, Marina Bay Street Circuit

Sebastian was still experiencing the highs of his Monza win and the Singapore GP has also been a good race for him. He might not have a podium finish but 5th was good enough. However if there was one thing that bothered Sebastian was the lack of Y/N sightings.

He tried messaging her after Monza but there was no reply. He thinks its probably weird that he didn't even get a congratulations because surely Y/N would know about it. There might be a couple of reasons why she didn't see it which is a) she was sick or b) she resigned.

Sebastian was gunning for the first choice because surely Y/N won't just resign without saying goodbye.

So imagine his surprise when he saw the woman that has been bugging his mind at the exit of the pitlane.

"You could have answered my texts you know" that was Sebastian's greeting to her

Y/N seems to be caught off-guard by Sebastian's presence. She was still in her work outfit Sebastian takes note as she was carrying a tote bag.

"I'm sorry. It just got a little busy for me"

Sebastian nods, he understands how having a job here is quite difficult. He could not fault her for that.

"Why not lets celebrate? I won in Monza and I finished fifth here"Sebastian offered "Consider it as your make up dinner for not congratulating me"

There was that hesitant smile gracing her face again and it reminded Sebastian of the first time she didn't tell her name. She seems extremely conflicted.

"Seb I would love to but I still have to do some work and-"

"Y/N, there you are"

Sebastian and Y/N whipped their head to the source of the voice. Mark Webber started walking towards them. It confused Sebastian as to why he knew Y/N but then he remembered that Mark was probably the one that Y/N has been working with.

"I told you to wait for me"Mark says as he picked up the bag of Y/N "I was just fixing some things with Christian"

"I can carry my stuffs myself Mark" Y/N replied

"But you have been walking in your heels the whole day, it's going to make you cranky sooner or later" Mark quipped back.

Now this confused Sebastian. It seems like their dynamics is not just work related but rather something personal. He also felt like he has missed a whole chapter and he feels very invisible at the moment.

"You two know each other?"Sebastian managed to ask.

There was a panic in Y/N eyes as if she wanted to explain but it was Mark that beat her to it.

"Of course, I know her" Mark admitted "Why wouldn't I know my sister?"

And it was that moment that Sebastian pieced out why she haven't been able to message him or why she was MIA as well in Japan. He felt stupid because he never inquired why she didn't give out her last name or why she was booked at the same hotel as the drivers.

Great just fucking great.

2008, Interlagos

It was eating her alive that Sebastian is not in speaking terms with her.

In hindsight, she understands that sooner or later, she has to tell him about who really is. She just didn't know that it will be as early and as unprepared as what happened in Singapore. She also got an earful from Mark who questioned how did she manage to meet Sebastian and why does it seem like the two are close with each other.

Honestly, she can't wait for the season to be over so that she can rest from all the drama but she knows that she has to make amends before winter break starts.

And so she slipped to the Toro Rosso garage, under the disguise that as Mark's assistant, she has to talk to Sebastian. So here she is in Sebastian's driver room, waiting for him to arrive.

"Can't I deal with this after-"Sebastian immediately stopped in his tracks upon seeing Y/N "Oh its you"

Silence enveloped the two of them. Y/N has a practiced script in her head but no words doesn't want to come out.

"I'm giving you five minutes or I'm kicking you out" Sebastian warned.

"I just came here to say that I am sorry. It wasn't really my intention to deceive you. I just wanted to be friends with you without my last name being too intimidating. I know that its terrible but I was going to tell you my name someday but Mark just got into the way and its all shit"

She was word-vomitting, she was sure of it. But hey its better than keeping everything as a burden on the shoulders.

"Say something please?" Y/N wondered with Sebastian's silence.

"You could have told me, don't you trust me?"

"I trust you Sebastian. Its just, its really complicated to be seen as Mark's sister or Mark's assistant. I just want to be just Y/N when I'm with you"Y/N sighs.

Y/N felt bummed as she thought she could fix this before winter break starts but she knows he might need some time.

"I know that its not easy to forgive me. Its selfish of me to do that so I won't force you to forgive me" she says "I'll give you some time to collect your thoughts"

Y/N reached out for the door when she felt a hand tugging her back. She saw Sebastian reaching out.

"Just give me some time"

"I will. Don't worry" she understands "I have to say I'm really proud of you this season. You did well Seb"

There was that silence when Sebastian held her. She knows things are far from okay and there is the upcoming season that has the possibility of Sebastian being upgraded to Red Bull but in this moment, none of that matters. Its just them. Just Y/N and Seb.

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author's note - IM BACK!!!! HELLO!!!! i miss u all sm ://// hope u like this <3 i have a lando au and a charles one that i hope i can post by tonight or tomorrow fs so !!! thank u sm for reading i love you <3

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[b0r3dtod3ath]

"Cause I <3 you, you’re the one that I adore :)"

Formula 1 masterlist

Word count: 1.4k

Summary: Assistant!reader x rdr!seb. Based on this request. Set during the 2012 season.

A/N: I know a few people wanted me to write this trope so here it is :) Also this fic is loosely inspired by BBM baby by Lana Del Rey.

“Yea, I still don’t understand why I need an assistant” Well this sentence certainly didn’t calm your anxiety as you were sitting on a chair, staring at the door. You were supposed to meet your boss, well not really a boss but a person you were supposed to help. He wasn’t just a random person, he was Sebastian Vettel, two-time world champion in Formula 1. You were a fan of this sport so when an opportunity for you to work in that field appeared, you took it without thinking twice. Maybe you weren’t one of the most important employees on the paddock nonetheless you still got to travel the world and be a part of every race week. “Sebastian, you were late for the last three meetings. I can’t be looking after you all the time.” a female voice said. You recognized it - it was Sebastian’s press officer. She was a lovely lady. You got to meet her because she was the one recruiting you. “So you are really getting me a babysitter?” huffed the driver. The door in front of you opened causing you to jump from your seat and put on a smile. “Hi! Nice to see you again! Come on in!” said the lady. As you walked in a tall, blonde boy sat up and introduced himself “Sebastian Vettel. You can call me Seb. Nice to meet you.” The eye contact made your cheeks heat up a little “Y/N Y/L/N, pleasure working with you”. As you sat down you heard Sebastian whisper a quiet “It sure is” under his nose.

You came up with the idea of a maximum of 10-minute long meetings after breakfast during the race weekend. They were meant for you to give Seb a quick overview for the day - what is he doing at what time. You were sitting at the hotel’s restaurant, waiting for him to show up, you didn’t expect him to show up on time but he barely managed to. “Hi, sorry. I hope you didn’t wait long” he said as he sat opposite to you. “Good morning, I’m fine, you are on time actually” you greeted him with a smile, chuckling at his messy bed hair. “So today you are supposed to first meet your physiotherapist and then” you were interrupted by sniffling. Probably a morning runny nose. You grabbed your small purse and handed a tissue to the man. “Thank you” he said, surprised that you noticed. “So then you have a first practice session at 1PM and..” - you quickly went over what was planned for the day “Alright, any questions? If you really want to move some meetings then let me know and I will try to figure out something. I’m leaving this paper for you to know what’s going on and I think that’s it.” you handed him a post-it note with everything neatly written. Cute writing he thought as he looked at it "There's also my number if you need something and I happen not to be around”. Oh yea, he was definitely gonna use this one. 

After a few races, you started developing a more casual relationship - it could even be called a friendship. The chemistry never left working hours. You didn’t understand why but it bothered you. Well, you noticed some signals - butterflies in your stomach appearing when you two held eye contact for more than a second, your heart skipping a beat when you accidentally touch or the heat rising to your cheeks every time he calls you by your nickname. You were a walking symptom of having a crush and yet you denied it. “I’m working for him, of course, we have to be nice to each other! He’s like that to every female reporter, a cheeky little bastard.” or “It’s his job to treat me nice.” you used to tell your friend on a phone, whispering as if Sebastian was to hear you. Little did you know, he has in fact changed his behavior towards women once you appeared in his life, he started being less flirty and reckless but not in terms of you. He would never tell you to do anything for him because it felt weird to him. At first, you were looking after him like he was a child - checking in if he was hungry or if he needed water. He never complained about being looked after because he found it comforting. He felt like you were truly caring for him, a feeling that he hadn’t felt in years due to his lifestyle. 

You would never call him unless he was late. Sebastian was in his hotel room, sprawled out on the bed, head with messy blonde hair buried in pillows. His peaceful sleep was interrupted by the sound of his ringtone. “Huh?” his eyes still closed “Seb, you were supposed to text me when you wake up so you won’t be late again. Please tell me you got up” your voice was a sound he wished to wake up for the rest of his life “Mrrh Dreaming? An angel called me?” he said half awake completely ignoring your tone “Great, amazing even. Vettel, wake up. I’m gonna come to your room in 10 minutes and please cooperate”. Even though you were the same age you sometimes felt like you were babysitting him. Sebastian obeyed you and got dressed. He liked to annoy you a bit but he would be cautious not to cause you too much trouble. You knocked on his door not expecting him to be ready. To your surprise, you were greeted by a fully dressed Sebastian holding his toothbrush. He gestured to you to come in. You have never been to his hotel room so it a bit personal. You stood in the middle of the room not knowing what to do. Your eyes wandered around the room which looked more neat than you expected - no clothes laying around and only his phone and a half-empty water bottle on his nightstand but the bed looked like a mess and you couldn’t judge him, after all he did wake up less than ten minutes before. The bathroom door was opened so you were able to observe him brushing his teeth. It was a thing he did everyday (even more than once!) yet it felt almost intimate. “Okay, let’s go” he said with a big smile once he finished and held the door for you. You were heading for a team meeting that you were also a part of. Your role there was to take notes that were handed to the driver later. Sebastian couldn’t take his eyes off you, sitting next to him as you wrote something important that he didn’t even hear. He loved to watch you in this state where you were so focused you barely paid attention to anything else. He loved the way you would tuck your hair behind your ear or play with a pen anytime there was something not worth writing down discussed. When the meeting was over you handed him the paper, he didn’t even look at it but the thing that caught his attention was your dress. It wasn’t revealing or stereotypically sexy - little flowers on a navy background, short sleeves and knee length just suited your personality in his mind. “Nice dress” he said, catching you off guard as you were saying your goodbyes. This weekend Sebastian finished P1 getting closer and closer to his next world champion title.

Next weekend was the last weekend before the summer break. Even though you had lost your hope in terms of your emotions towards Sebastian there was a little part of you that still wished that he would make some kind of a move. It was Saturday night, you had already showered and got yourself ready to bed. You heard a notification and looked at the screen of your phone. “I’m outside your door. Wanna talk to you. XOXO, Seb :)”. He himself didn’t know why he ended the text like that. He was just nervous and high on adrenaline. The message was followed by three gentle knocks on your door. You let Sebastian in and before you could say anything he grabbed your hands and said “I, I I think I love you. For the past few months you had been my sunshine. You make me happier. I adore everything about you, every single little detail. Please make me an even happier man and let me take you out for dinner. And wear that dress you wore last week."

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[idkwhatimdoinghere1655]

Kiss It Better - Sebastian Vettel

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"Baby, is there any way you can keep the bees down the other end of the yard? I don't mind them, but I don't want to get stung," you said as you propped your feet up on the outdoor coffee table under the veranda.

You knew Seb loved his bees, and you loved them too, but you didn't want them buzzing around you all the time. "Once the flowers grow up there, they won't come down here," he explained, stepping out of the glass doors and handing you the water you had asked for. 

"And they won't sting you, I promise," he said, taking a seat next to you. You watched as the bees buzzed around, landing on the flowers in the planters that you had all around the garden. You and Seb had bought the house a little over a year ago now, and it was certainly your forever home. 

"So, I was thinking we could put the swings over there?" He said, pointing at a section of the garden that had the trees shadowing it over.  "You're already thinking about swings?" you smiled as he ran a hand through his blonde hair. 

"Yeah, we've only got a month to go, we need to think about these things," he said as if it were the most obvious answer ever. Seb ran a hand over your heavily swollen stomach, still never getting used to the feel of it. "Even so, they won't be able to go on the swings until they're older," 

"I'm still putting the swings over there, and I will use them until they are old enough," he laughed. Seb was pretty much still a big kid himself. Well, a big kid who loved to race really fast cars, take care of the environment and the people he loved.

"You stay here, I need to water the plants," Seb smiled, pushing himself off of the seat and heading to the hose. Of course, all of the water he used to water the plants was rainwater collected in a drum by the side of the house, but it was covered in plants so it wasn't sore on the eyes. 

"OK," you said. Watching Seb watering the plants was just like seeing him in his element. Sure, racing was also his thing, but tending to the gardens and all of that kind of stuff was what he did now. 

He leant over the bushes to get all of the plants, but you heard a sharp intake of breath that sounded like a hiss. He dropped the hose and ran to turn it off. "Hey, you alright?" You asked concerned, sitting upright. "Yeah, yeah. I just caught my finger on one of the rose bushes," he said, holding his finger.

You could tell he was trying to hide it from you, but the blood dripping down his hand couldn't be concealed. You looked at it wide-eyed, and he noticed. "Honey, don't worry-" he started, but you were already in full parent mode. 

"You sit down, I'll go and get some stuff to clean it up and a plaster," you said, standing and waddling through to the kitchen. You heard footsteps behind you, following you through to the kitchen. You were ignoring the ache in your back and hips as you walked, simply worried about Seb.

He stood behind you, holding his finger. "It's really not a big deal, you go and sit down," he tried to tell you, but you weren't having any of it. You pulled his other hand away to reveal the nasty gash down his middle finger. "Does it hurt?" you asked, ripping a paper towel off the roll and holding it to the wound. 

"A bit, but not as much as I know your back hurts," he said, giving you the puppy dog eyes that made you melt. "Honestly, honey, I can take care of this. You need to sit down," he said, blocking your path to the cupboard that had the medical supplies in it.

"I don't do anything anymore, Seb, and I appreciate that, I really do. But, please just let me do this for you," you said, gently pushing him out of the way so you could get the stuff you wanted. "Fine, but promise me you'll take it easy for the rest of the day, OK?"

"I always take it easy, Seb," you chucked, causing him to chuckle along. You found the cupboard and bent over to retrieve the first aid kit from the bottom shelf, but you couldn't really reach. Your bump was in the way and heavily restricted your movements. 

 "You need some help over there, or are you good?" Seb teased, leaning against the counter next to you. "I've got it," you said through gritted teeth, focusing fully on reaching the bottom shelf. Seb watched for a moment, then deciding that he had had his fun and needed to help you. 

"OK, come on, let me help you," he said, moving so he was behind you and gently pulled you up with his hands on your waist. "Sometimes you have to let me help you," he whispered in your ear, his breath hot against the skin.

Playfully, he peppered a few kisses down your neck, his hands gently tracing over your stomach. "Hey, I don't want you getting blood on me," you laughed, wriggling away from him. 

"Sorry, sorry, I just can't help myself," he smiled, getting the first aid kit back out and handing it to you. "OK, this is going to hurt," you said, ripping open the package of a disinfectant wipe. "Nothing I can't handle," he said.

You took his finger and wiped it clean, and the blood definitely made it look worse. Seb winced slightly, "Yeah, that does kind of hurt," he said, his cut stinging. 

"Sorry," you said, making sure the wound was fully clean before unwrapping a plaster and sticking it onto his finger. "Better?" you asked, looking at your handiwork. You had done a pretty good job, if you did say so yourself. 

"I don't know, I think you've missed something out," he smirked, giving you the puppy eyes again. You just couldn't resist those big blues. You lifted his finger to your lips and pressed a soft kiss onto the area, and you saw as a huge smile spread across his face.

"Much better," he smiled, "Now come on, let's get you sat down," he said, looping an arm around your waist and walking you back outside. Helping you back down onto the seat, you propped your feet up.

"Does your back feel any better sat down?" he asked, standing in front of you with his arms crossed. It showed off every muscle in his arms perfectly, and you tried to ignore how crazy your hormones were going right now.

"I never said it hurt?" you said.

"A good husband knows these things, you know?" 

"I guess a good husband does know these things, because you are spot on," you smiled, thinking about how lucky you were to have him. "Aw so I'm a good husband? I am flattered," he teased.

"Lay off it," you laughed as he came to sit next to you. 

"Do you want a massage?" He asked, trailing his fingers lazily up your arm. 

"That is all I want right about now," you said, your back already feeling soothed at just the thought of it. "What about me?" he whined like a child wanting his mother's attention. "Sebastian, wanting you is a given. Now, get massaging," you playfully commanded, turning your back to him. 

"Yes ma'am," he giggled, gliding his hands over the span of your back. He worked his fingers into the overworked muscles in your shoulders and back. Carrying the extra weight of a nearly full-term child was difficult work, and it was showing. 

When he hit a particularly sore spot, you couldn't help but let out a small groan of happiness. "That good, huh?" he teased, and you could hear the cheeky smirk that was on his face by how he spoke. "Yeah, it really is,"

"I can show you something else that's that good," he said, as he tugged you closer to him. Slowly he planted some more kisses down your neck and across your shoulder. "Hey, not now," you chuckled. "But you're already pregnant, I don't see the problem," he smirked against your skin.

"Seb, go finish watering your plants or something," you laughed, pushing him away.

"Fine, but only because you told me to," he smiled, leaning in to kiss you on the cheek. Swiftly, he knelt down and pressed a tender kiss to your stomach. "Don't you move, and I mean it," he said, going to turn the hose on again.

"I won't," you said, thinking you probably wouldn't be able to move, even if you wanted to. You looked out onto the garden of your perfect home, where your perfect husband was tending to the plants and his bees.

And to top it off, you had your perfect child on the way, and your life was shaping up to be the best one you could ask for. 

A/N - If anyone has made a request, I promise I am working on it! It's just taking a bit of time. If anyone else has any, feel free to submit 💖

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[vettelinyourarea]

pink skies - sebastian vettel

genre: fluff

word count: 735

inspired by pink skies by lany

warning: english is not my first language

so i’m back! this is not my best work but i’m very proud of myself because i’ve been in a writing slump. anyways, i love seb so much and i miss him and i’m writing for him now <3 enjoy!! (also, requests are open again but i can’t promise you i will do it quickly <3)

Thrift store fashion, imperfect tattoos

Taking showers, minus shampoo

You are my favourite everything

Been telling girls that since I was 16 Shut up, I love you

You're my best friend

“Another easy win for you, huh?” you said as Sebastian approached you. As usual, you are accompanying him to his races during the summer break. You have been friends with him since you first met each other at a karting race years ago. You still remember clearly how he took the first place without any struggle, while your older brother took the second place.

“Well, not really easy but I did it without any big struggle.” he said with a huge smile on his face. Summer break is always his favorite time of the year because you can be with him while he race. It was not a secret that the older guy have a big crush on you since you first approached him on a karting track.

“Okay old man, no need to be too cocky,” you said shoving him jokingly and running away from him. “What do you mean old man, i’m only a year older than you!” he shouted, trying to suppress his smile.

It was really clear the tension between the two of you, both being 17 and 16, everyone around you know how much you like each other, everyone, except the two of you.

Get ya under pink skies, I know exactly where we should go

'Cause I love the way your green eyes mix with that Malibu indigo

Talking under pink skies, I think our hearts are starting to show

That it's better, you and I, under pink skies

It was your 19 birthday when Sebastian realized he is in love with you. The butterflies in his stomach whenever you are near him makes so much sense now. Seeing you smile while looking at the sunset in sunny California is the best view for him. “Why are you looking at me like that?” you askd when you saw him looking at you with a smile on his face. You can’t help but blush as his smile grew even bigger.

“You look beautiful, you know that right?” he said, still staring at your blushing face and can’t help but laugh when you cover your face with your hair. “Stop staring at me, dude,” you said, trying your best to act normal but clearly failing.

“What if I don’t want to?” he asked, leaning closer into you. That was the moment Sebastian realized that maybe, you love him too.

Underwear, I kinda care

Wanna look good for you

British bomb, you turn me on

No matter what ya do

It took you another year to finally accept your feeling for Sebastian. It was during your London trip with him, when you realized you are in love with him, and have been for a long time.

“What are you doing?” you asked him as he stop at a random store. “Look! Isn’t this your favorite?” he said while picking up a magnolia from the florist. You can’t help but be surprised. You remember telling him about it on a random day when the two of you were walking at a park, not expecting him to literally take a note about it.

“You remember?”

“Of course, it’s you we’re talking about.”

You are my favourite everything

Been telling you that since 2015

Shut up, I love you

You're my best friend

It was 2015 when he finally confessed to you. Took him long enough, a lot of people said. But, who can blame him? He was focusing on his career in Formula 1 and you’re not mad about that. You have been very supportive to him since forever, always being there for him since his karting career and now in the height of his career. He is now Sebastian Vettel, the four time world champion. But to you, he will always be Sebastian Vettel, the guy from your hometown who is incredibly good at driving fast cars.

You still remember when he tried to confess to you but stutter midway through his speech. And you still remember his surprised face when you kiss him instead. You also still remember his big smile when you told him that you love him too.

And everything is perfect from then on, everything will always be perfect as long as you and Seb have each other.

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[bon2bonn]

Stolen Whispers

Sebastian Vettel x female!reader

Words count : 1.5k

* I don't know why , but Seb's main trope in my mind is ' right person, wrong time ' 🤷🏻‍♀️, like, he would have the chance to choose them but wouldn't , thinking he was doing her/them both a good favour by letting go , but guess what!? turns out they already had everything they need because they had each other and to her he was more than enough, and it'd be too late to turn back to what they once were , because he already moved too far for them to be . 🙄😞.

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She rearranged her desk for the third time that day , stacking and replacing all the files and folders until she almost burned the whole office out of stress , she was sure of the results, but that didn't help when the announcement time closed in .

A knock on the door frame snapped her out , but her mood didn't change as she nod at the person brave enough to walk up to her in one of her anxiety induced sprees, seeing as non of her team dared to disturb her when she in so deep , so it's Sebastian who took the risk and volunteered to call her out , walking in unaffected by her glare and made himself comfortable in one of the chairs before her desk after discarding his suit jacket over it's back before giving her an amused grin " if you keep on rearranging I'm sure these shelves will fall off " her glare sharpened as she asked " what do you want Mr Vettel ? " He looked straight into her eyes and smiled softly " you " .

she avoided his eyes and turned to grab the box by her feet , almost halfway done with filling it with documents and files to take to storage, her racing mind calmed a bit as well as her tone as she gave him a quick glance regretting it when she found him already looking at her , his hand supporting his head with his body leaning on his elbow on the arm of the chair , his relaxed posture and calm demeanor weren't strange to her but the yearning look on his face made her question her sanity , it took a toll on her to will herself to ignore for the past year but she somehow managed .

In her attempt to look away her eyes fell on the silver pin on his tie , another reminder of what she tried so hard to burry but they kept on haunting her wherever she go .

She cleared her throat pointing out the door " you should be out there , it's about time " he looked back , the whole floor was buzzing with anticipation, some already settled before the big screen waiting for the live broadcast to start , before turning his attention to her " yeah , but not without you " she shook her head lifting the box then made her way to the cabinet " I won't stay till the announcement, by then I'll be on my way " , that made him stand and make his way up to her , when he failed to meet her eyes he gently took hold of her hand , pleading quietly " please , stay " she kept her eyes on their joined hands about to make another excuse but another knock on the frame beat her , Britta's cheerful face greeted them and she didn't waste time calling hurriedly " it's live ! Come on , everyone is waiting for you !" Then as quick as she appeared she went back out not waiting for their reaction.

Sebastian's hold on her hand tightened, assuring her and himself as he held it up to his chest , right above his rabidly beating heart , his eyes pleading again " please " making her sigh , knowing full well how nervous he actually is and nods in defeat, easing his nerves as she took her hand out of his , reaching up absentmindedly to straighten his loose tie , adjusting the pin then she batted his chest lightly " come on Mr Vettel, everyone is waiting " she then side stepped him to her desk , taking her bag along and made her way out .

He took a deep breath, steeling his nerves and made his way out but paused at the desk, on top of a stack of flyers was a crystal paper weight , shaped into a ball with a bumblebee engraved inside with vibrant colours, an old gig at his old beehive , back at their old house, where he took the hobby of beekeeping and somehow managed to get her involved, planting and growing a full garden in the corner of their old farmhouse.

But now is not the time to reminisce about the past, he picked his discarded jacket , put it on and straightened his tie once again letting his hand linger over his heart before he finally made his way out .

Once they saw him , the room erupted in cheers , he stood before them after getting them to settle for a minute " I just wanted to say how proud I am of the work everyone put on since day one , everyone in and out did an amazing job and no matter how tonight turns out it's been an honour to work with you all on this campaign" he paused as his eyes fell on her " and most importantly our lovely manager the one and only, Y/N L/N " another round of cheers rose across the room making her shake her head at her team's antics, and eventually set her eyes back to meet his from across the room and he went on " our courageous manager who believed in our message and stood strong in every step of the way , and most importantly kicked some sense into us when we doubted our capabilities , tonight I and I think I speak for everyone here when I sincerely say , thank you for believing in us " She nods her head in thanks as she raised a glass in a toast " to us , and to everyone who believes " everyone cheered " to us!" And sat back waiting .

Just as he was about to make his way to her a hand tapped his shoulder, when he turned he didn't expect to come face to face with his wife Elizabeth or as she insisted to be called 'Lizzie' , who stood before him a wide grin adorning her cheeks as she asked " I hope I didn't miss anything important? " He shook his head and asked in confusion " no, it's not time yet , what are you doing here?" She tilted her head " what ?, you don't want me here ? , I thought it'd be a surprise to come here for such a big night " he sighed guiding her to sit down, taking the chair beside her " no it's not that , I just didn't expect you to show up " she nods in understanding reaching to adjust his tie but he lightly moved her hand away " it's fine " both turning to the screen , unaware of the two sets of eyes watching them .

Y/N and her best friend/assistant Ellie sat to the side , sharing a knowing look before they turned back observe silently taking the new round of drinks Kimi , Ellie's husband offered them , making him raise an eyebrow at their solemn faces before following their sightline, huffing a sigh at the couple as his face soured " what is SHE doing here? " Both friends shrugged in synchronization " beats me " he rolled his eyes and leaned back on his chair , not willing to budge as a group of overly exited rookies called him over , sending them a glare before turning to the screen with a huff as his wife smacked his shoulder to get his attention, almost everyone held their breath as the announcer started counting votes of every state , giving percentage, numbers of each before announcing after a pause of anticipation " and our new president , the winner of the 2024 elections with 75% of the votes is , Sebastian Vettel!" .

Nobody uttered a word as they stared at the statistics displayed on the screen, then like a tidal wave cheers erupted louder than ever , everyone was celebrating the win , hugging and congratulating eachother, everyone but two , their eyes met from across the room , both filled with joy and a sense of pride , she gave him a rare breathtaking smile, nodding at him in understanding at the overwhelmed look in his eyes ,and he couldn't help but smile back , eyes welling up as he took a step forward, trying to will his body to function again, to recover from the shock, to reach her side , but it didn't last long as a hand reached up to cup his face , the diamond ring shining in a taunting manner as the cold band touched his skin, another hand followed on the other side making him turn his attention away and startled as he got pulled into a deep kiss , igniting more cheers from the group around them and when he finally broke apart from it , his wife cheerfully congratulated him before moving her attention to congratulate others around them , and when he hastily looked her way again his heart deflated at the sight of her back as she left , closing the door quietly behind her as she stepped out into the cold night air .

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[heliads]

i've been big and small (and big and small again)

The Ferrari news drops. Sebastian has to know.

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Sebastian sounds amused over the phone. Even more so than usual, actually. It figures. Anyone would be pleased if the entire motorsport world was tearing itself to pieces to determine fact from gossip and you were the one man with the central cause of the hubbub on the other end of the line. Sebastian Vettel has always been territorial and deeply possessive of the men and teams he covets. This, by all accounts, is a win for him.

It’s a win for both of them. Lewis could have addressed the rumors earlier, certainly, he has known how to handle the PR side of racing for years, but this time around he liked the unsteadiness of it all. Lewis has kept a level head for much longer than he’s really wanted to, and now he gets to revel in the mystery. For once, everyone can chase after him instead of the other way around. No more begging for good cars or for anyone to listen to his suggestions. Hopefully.

Plus, keeping the secrecy alive was all but a guarantee that Sebastian would call. Lewis is not above teasing a married man by leaving him sly details about his future like digital breadcrumbs on a path to more transgressions than either of them would ever admit aloud. Lewis knows perfectly well what he’s doing, and Sebastian does too. If he goes too far– which, above all things, is their favorite habit– well, Maranello is closer to a certain estate in Switzerland than Brackley, at any rate.

“So,” Sebastian says, dawdling on the line, “I seem to recall that I did a surprise switch to Ferrari before you. If this is imitation, I’ll take it as a compliment.”

“A compliment?” Lewis repeats, chuckling. “Of course you would.”

“How else should I take it?” Sebastian protests. “You’re following in my footsteps, it’s lovely. Only, I hope you do a better job of it than I did. My time with the Tifosi was unfortunately lackluster. Fernando’s was as well, so you’ve got two of us to show up.”

“What if mine is too?” Lewis asks. It’s a question that’s been gnawing at him for a while. There is, of course, the freedom in joining with a new team, the resurgence of a hope that’s been steadily decaying for a while, but fear comes with it, the fear that even a new team, new colors, new everything, won’t be enough to reclaim past glory.

Sebastian blows out a low breath, and the static of it crackles over the speaker. Lewis shifts his grip on the phone, cradling it so he can expose more of his skin to the digital current. “Will that matter?”

Lewis scoffs. “Of course it matters.” He’s a man of results. If they try to discredit you, you prove your worth by making it impossible to ignore you. Wins give you protection, world titles give you armor. Lewis cannot afford to be mediocre. His life is one of excellence or nothing.

“I had thought you would say that,” Sebastian tells him wryly, and Lewis can imagine the quietly sarcastic uptick of his smile.

“Am I that predictable?” Lewis asks.

“Well, apparently not, because Sky Sports is running around like a headless chicken,” Sebastian informs him. “But anyone in your position would wonder about what they were doing. Eleven years is a long time to leave behind.”

Lewis shuts his eyes. “I know that part.”

As if he hasn’t thought through it already. Committing to Mercedes was exhausting, but leaving it took far more energy and nerve than even he’d expected. Lewis knows what he wants, an eighth championship with Mercedes and then an opportunity to fuck off forever without being bothered ever again, but sometimes he doesn’t always get what he wants. He’s learned that with Sebastian too, in the form of a ring on his finger that haunts Lewis like a hand around his throat.

“And I know the rest,” Sebastian muses. “We all have to try, and we all have to fail. It’s inevitable.”

“Inevitable,” Lewis says disbelievingly. “I don’t believe you’ve ever thought anything was inevitable. You’ve fought for everything in your life, even when you didn’t have to.”

Lewis can imagine Sebastian’s proud grin even without seeing his face. “I like to make life exciting, yes.”

“Difficult,” Lewis amends. “You like to make life difficult.”

“I make life interesting,” Sebastian suggests. “Can we agree on that?”

“We can,” Lewis decides. “Now, come on, man. This is the part where you try to convince me that the Tifosi will change my life. Radicalize me with Forza Ferrari or whatever it is that you do. Or at least remind me that there will be substantially less porpoising. Distract me from leaving the W14 behind.”

“And Bono?” Seb asks, clearly indulging himself.

Lewis snorts. “Don’t bring up Bono,” he says, but he’s laughing, and blushing more than he’s laughing, and he figures Sebastian can probably tell that even over the phone, so. Not a whole lot of disguising that, then.

Seb chuckles fondly. “You’ll have others.”

“Yeah?” Lewis asks, not quite listening.

“Yeah,” Sebastian affirms. “And old friends, too. There’s a lot to enjoy at Ferrari.”

“Tell me,” Lewis says.

Sebastian’s breath hitches in his throat at the order. And then he talks, and Lewis listens, and the time passes. Rumors spread. Neither of them care.

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Elias and Gisela are having a rough patch. They clearly are in love but Elias wants to go public and official but Gisela is afraid of the media might affect their relationship having seen how it effected her brother and sister’s love life. She is scared that she might lose Elias while Elias wants to show the world that he has the most beautiful girlfriend and doesn’t want to hide her or his affection for her. Maybe they argue BUT NOT break up but needed to cool off.

‘I don’t understand why you don’t want to go public. We’ve been dating for a year now and you make me happy, and I don’t understand why we are hiding?’ Elias says. They were on the jet flying to the next GP. They had took a photo together which he wanted to post but Gisela wasn’t really up for it and said maybe put it on the private account. ‘You make me happy too’ she said softly as she reaches her arm out to squeeze his hand. ‘What then? I’m not good enough’. All of Gisela’s life she saw how outside people can ruin good things, they wiggle their way through any cracks and ruin something good. Her parents told her that, many occasions they nearly split up, she watched Azalea and Cairo both find it difficult reading about themselves online. She adored Elias and she knew he was the one for her but it scared her to her core that things might stop being perfect between them. She tries to reason with him but he wasn’t having any of it and claimed that obviously he wasn’t enough for her. He makes his teammates mum swap seats with him and they both ignore each other for the rest of the flight. It wasn’t until they touched down, and Elias talks to Jules and Gisela cries to Cairo, they both come together. ‘I just don’t want to hide my affection for you’ he says hugging her. ‘I want to be able to run to you straight after the race and kiss you, and tell you I love you’ he says gently stroking her face. They smile at each other, he promises her that nothing and no one can get in the way of them, he wouldn’t ever let that happen.

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[comfort-reads]

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𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

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[gothicwidowsworld]

Schoolgirl crush

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About You Pt2

Sebastian Vettel x Webber!Reader

Summary: Everyone knows about the history of Sebastian Vettel and Mark Webber. But there's a well kept story within the paddock about Sebastian Vettel and another Webber. This is that story.

A/N: were in the 2009 season. i also grabbed some ideas from a film quote so if you notice that, hello hehe. hope you enjoy, let me know your comments

About You Series: 1, 2, 3

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2009, Albert Park

Moving from Toro Rosso to Red Bull has been the source of excitement of Sebastian ever since he signed the contract last December. He was excited to work with a bigger team and it opened up better opportunities for a championship which is why he feels really giddy walking to Albert Park.

"Seems like a good year for a championship?"Christian greeted Sebastian.

"I'm looking forward to that, the car feels nice"Sebastian agreed.

When the two walked to the garage, they immediately saw the Webber siblings discussing with some of the mechanics. Mark immediately waved at Sebastian.

Sebastian can tell that their dynamics improved since it was announced that they will be teammates. They spent a lot of time together in Milton Keynes so they found each other tolerable. It was surprising that now he feels a lot more closer to Mark than to Y/N.

He was actually expecting her to be around when they said Mark will be around Milton Keynes but the female Webber never showed up. Mark says that Y/N has been taking some time off since she will be busy during the season. Sebastian thinks he might be the reason why she has been absent so he felt a little relieve to see her.

"Excited for the first race of the season?" Y/N asked.

"The car seems alright, I think we can bring some good points in"Sebastian replied.

"We're gonna bring in a challenge this year, I can feel that we can compete for the drivers and constructors championship this year"Mark added

"How about Brawn, do you think they'll be a challenge?"Y/N wondered.

Sebastian heard about the team during the winter break. It was sort of a crazy story about how everything happened. He never saw Jenson or Rubens as a threat so he thinks that they might be an okay team that he doesn't have to worry about.

"They are a new team, I'm sure they won't be a threat" famous last words.

Brawn GP turns out to be a slight threat. Sebastian calls it a slight threat since this was only the first race and maybe its just their luck that they managed to pull away. They have to see how they perform in the next few races.

It was quite a bummer that Red Bull was unable to bring any points. It frustrated him heavily since he started 3rd and managed to stay 2nd the whole race until that unfortunate collision with Kubica that ruined his race.

Mark managed to finish the race but he finished 13th. Still out of the points.

As Sebastian was replaying the whole thing in his hotel room, he heard soft knocks at his door. He didn't remember ordering anything from room service so he was a bit confused as he headed to open the door.

"Hi Seb" it was Y/N "I was sent here by Mark to ask you if you want to go out and eat. You are in Australia and our family is from Australia and it will be a little bit rude if we didn't treat you out in Australia"

"That's too many Australia in one sentence"

"Have dinner with us and the family?"she simplifies "Please?"

There was not much to do anyway, Seb thinks so he accepted the offer. It might also be a good start to rekindle the friendship since its been a while since the two spoke with each other.

"You're driving?"Sebastian asked

"Of course, what kind of host am I if I'm going to make you drive"

The drive was reminiscent of Sebastian's memory when they were in Germany. Only that the view is more of beaches rather than the greens and the cold of Europe.

"I heard stories about you and Mark, it seems that you two are getting along quite well"Y/N opened up the conversation

"Oh he talks about me?"

"Well as his assistant, I have to ask about his work dynamics so yeah you have been a talking point of our conversation"

"That's nice"Sebastian smiles "How is life treating you? I didn't see you in Milton Keynes"

She lets out a heavy sigh and Sebastian could tell that there is a certain tiredness in her eyes. Maybe its true what Mark said that Y/N is actually drained from a season of F1.

"I just have to get away. A lot of pressure to deliver"

Sebastian understands that. Its probably the reason why he also tried to be understanding with Mark's situation as well. He knows that at the end of the day, the sports was brutal in one way or another. Everyone eventually gets that pressure to deliver.

"Let's not talk about f1, lets just talk about basic life things" Sebastian steered the conversation.

There was a smile gracing both of their faces because its just Sebastian and Y/N again. No last names, no championships, just them.

2009, Sepang International Circuit

"I hate wet races" Y/N confirms.

She doesn't get why everyone gets a bit excited with wet racing but she can't find how this is enjoyable for some people. Isn't the thrill of racing beyond speed limit exciting enough for them? Now they even want to race under dangerous weather conditions.

"It test your skills as a driver" Sebastian defended "Back me up here Mark"

"You're on your own Seb"was the reply of the older Webber. He did not want to take side with anyone.

The trio has been sitting at the garage waiting for the race to start. There was still 20 minutes left and Y/N has been stressing about how the dark clouds are looming over. She thinks it may start under dry conditions then go to wet in a snap.

"You can test your skills by overtaking and setting the fastest lap" Y/N noted

"Its all about strategy and taking risks"Sebastian assured.

"You better make sure that the both of you finish the race"

"No promises, Seb might hit me again"Mark joked

"Oh c'mon, I said I was sorry about that"

True enough to Y/N's prediction, the race started on the dry conditions then it ended up to be a wet race. Y/N had her fair share of wet races but this was the most terrifying for her opinion. There were puddles and the drivers can't see a thing with the rain blocking their vision.

It gotten so bad that Y/N actually went out of the driver's room to check on the status of the drivers.

"Aren't they red flagging the race?"she asked one of the mechanics

"There is still nothing from the stewards but Mark is also insisting that the race should be stopped"

Y/N was glad that she wasn't the only sane Webber around.

Just then there was a crash on screen and the weather made it very difficult for them to decipher which car spun but it was for sure a Red Bull. Y/N felt a bit comforted that it just spun without hitting anyone or anything.

"Its confirmed, that is Seb's car"

"Safety car for the lap"

"Webber is gonna ask to stop the race"

There was a flurry of emotions inside the garage. The race was stopped at lap 33 and there was the question if they will wait for it to restart or is it called off completely.

"I'm in 15th, this is not good"Sebastian was already groaning. He missed out on the points again by a big margin.

"Hey 15th is okay than dnf or being hospitalized"

Knowing Sebastian, Y/N knew he wanted to do well and it didn't seem like it was going to how Sebastian had it in his mind earlier this year. She gave him a comforting pat.

"Do you want some ice cream?"she asked

Sebastian looked at her as if she grew two heads "In this cold weather? You are asking for ice cream?"

"Ice cream heals people's boo boo" Y/N shrugged "Besides Kimi made me hungry for ice cream"

"You are crazy" Sebastian started "But c'mon lets go get some ice cream"

2009, Circuit de Catalunya

Mark: Can you see me before qualis at the back of the garage Mark: need your help, please

Sebastian never received any urgent texts from Mark so he must say that his curiosity is piqued by it. He immediately set out to meet Mark in the designated location.

"You need me?"Sebastian asked.

"Sebastian, just the person I needed" Mark seems elated to see him "Listen I need you to do me a favor"

"Okay as long as I don't have to hide a body"

"What?"

"Nevermind that. It was a joke Mark"Sebastian wanted to facepalm himself. Mark never seems to understand his humor especially when he was too excited with things.

"So May 15 is coming up. I need your help to distract my sister and maybe tour her around Spain while we do some preparation at the hotel. I just need your help to distract her for like 3-4 hours"Mark explained.

"15th?What's on the 15th?"

Sebastian was pretty sure that there was no race or other commitments that is happening on the 15th. He tries to rack his head for any important dates on the 15th but he can't remember a thing. Meanwhile, Mark looked offended that Sebastian didn't know the significance of May 15.

"Its Y/N's birthday"Mark answered.

Oh. Now that Sebastian thinks about it, Y/N never told her birthday. He felt like an idiot after realizing how they spend a lot of time together but he still haven't asked her about her birth date. But now that he knows, he makes a mental note of it.

"Okay. I think I can do that. Leave it to me"

"Thanks Seb, I owe you big time"

Seb: Are you still here at the 15th? Y/N: Why are you asking? Seb: I'm feeling adventurous. What do you say about getting lost in spain? Y/N: hmm sounds nice. Count me in.

"How long till we get there"Y/N asked.

They have driven for quite some time already and Sebastian promised that this place will be worth the wait. Sebastian will not admit it but maybe he got a little bit of lost in directions for the past 20 minutes and he is just starting to get the hang of the destination right now.

"Just a few minutes more" Sebastian assured. He can already see the spires of the building so he felt a sigh of relief escape.

"We were lost a while ago, aren't we?"

Sebastian just give out a grin as he continues to drive closer to the place. He stopped at the designated parking lot and unlocked the door.

"Adventure awaits Miss Y/N, welcome to La Sagrada Familia"Sebastian introduced.

When Sebastian was looking for a place to go, the La Sagrada Familia was one of the top hit. Sebastian didn't even consider if she is religious or what but he thinks she can appreciate the reminder that this architecture is still a work in progress and it has managed to endure a lot throughout the years of construction.

"This is beautiful" was her response.

"They say that this will be the most beautiful form of apology when it is finished"Sebastian informed "This was built for the city's sins"

"I beg to disagree"Y/N replied.

It was now Sebastian's turn to be curious.

"I think this is the grandest gesture of someone's love"Y/N elaborated "This went on for years, decades, centuries-they did not stop loving Barcelona that they continue working so that the city will be forgiven"

It was a pretty analogy in Sebastian's mind. He felt like no amount of his research could compare with that realization.

If the outside of the cathedral looks majestic, the inside is beyond what they could imagine. The both of them let out a small woah as they stepped foot into the church.

"You know you can make three wishes when its your first time to enter a church, they say it comes true when you do that"Y/N mentioned "You wanna give it a go?"

Sebastian nodded and he noticed how Y/N immediately closed her eyes.

'A world drivers championship. Happiness. Y/N receiving her wish' was what Sebastian prayed for.

He takes out a peek and Y/N was still in her own solemn state. Sebastian wonders what is it that she wishes for and he hopes that this three wishes thing works. He really wanted Y/N to fulfill her wishes, it will make him extremely happy.

"What did you wish for Y/N"

"Safe races, World Peace, and points for you and Mark" she answered

"Oh c'mon, you don't have things about yourself. Don't you have any personal wishes? Like your own goals or your own things?"Sebastian quizzed

Y/N knew deep down that she wanted something but she knew that saying it at the moment might not be ideal. But heaven knows, she prayed for Sebastian Vettel to stay in her life.

2009, Nürburgring

Y/N didn't mind that she was in heels, she was running as fast as she could to parc ferme. The moment that the last lap started and Mark was still leading, she immediately headed straight to the destination. Their father was already at the pits waiting with the signboard.

There was certainly a mix of emotions. Y/N's mind reel back to how Mark started pole and then had an incident with Hamilton at the start of the race. It caused him to have a penalty which lessens his chances of winning but Mark was in for a mega-drive. He managed to regain all the places that he lost from the penalty and here he is leading the Grand Prix.

Y/N felt her ears ringing as the crowd roars as the chequered flag appeared. Every speaker was blaring out the obvious, this is Mark Webber's first win in Formula 1.

People are starting to line up near the barricades. Y/N doesn't care if she was being pushed but she will be the first one to meet her brother and congratulate him once he gets out of the car.

"YOU DID IT! YOU ABSOLUTELY CRUSHED IT" Y/N screamed to Mark.

Mark did not miss his sister and immediately hugged her tight. He kept on repeating his thanks for her support and for not giving up on him. Y/N could only choke on a sob with the cameras flashing the emotional sibling moment that they shared.

"Congratulations Mark"Sebastian appeared next to him and Mark gave him a hug.

It was a happy day for the Red Bull team for securing double podiums. The whole Red Bull team cannot contain their happiness as the two walked to their podium spots. It is certainly a day that warrants a much needed night out.

So fast forward and Red Bull rented out a club to celebrate the victory of today. Y/N was certain that she deserved to let loose a little with the events that happened today.

Shots after shots, Y/N managed to drink everything up until the room started to feel a little bit wavy. It was a good thing that Sebastian has not been much of a party animal, he knew that this was Mark's time to celebrate so he won't be taking too much of a spotlight.

"You are seriously wasted, you should stop drinking now" Sebastian said, catching Y/N before she could trip in her heels.

"my brother won, can't you believe ittttt"her words are slurred.

"Yep, I'm getting you water and were going back to the hotel"

"NOOOOOO"

But Sebastian has already carried her out of the club. Sebastian knew that there are probably much more people wasted there but Sebastian was focused on Y/N. She was the reason why Sebastian decided to sober up the entire night. Knowing that Mark will be celebrating, no one will take care of Y/N.

Sebastian wanted to take care of her.

The trip to the hotel was smooth as Y/N was asleep at the car. Sebastian was giggling when he picked her up and she started rambling about how there are different kinds of beautiful in formula 1.

"But you know what's the most beautiful thing in f1 that I have seen?" she asked "Its the time where I saw Sebastian Vettel test the car"

Sebastian got curious, he didn't know that Y/N was around when he tested the car.

"And it was so dreamy. There was this beauty about him and you know he is so passionate. He isn't a paid driver or maybe he is but damnnnn the way he raced and the way he loved the wheels"Y/N rambles on.

It feels illegal for Sebastian to be hearing this and he knows he should not take advantage of Y/N's truthful drunkness to hear what she thinks about him. But somehow, Sebastian stayed with her. He tucked her in the bed and left a glass of water at the bedside table.

"Did you know Sebastian Vettel is the prettiest boy ever. He is so pretty like how the sun is so pretty to the plants" Sebastian also laughed at the comparison. Y/N was really really drunk.

"I like Sebastian"

"What?" was Sebastian's shocked question.

"I like sebastian, what sue me? I think he is a pretty pretty boy"

Sebastian feels like his heart is pounding but he has to stay cool. She is drunk right now and she might not be aware of the things she is saying.

"You get some rest, lets talk about this in the morning" Sebastian said as he left the girl.

It took every ounce of his being to prevent himself from confessing that he likes her a lot too. But Sebastian will do his confession sober. If Y/N remembers this incident then they will talk about it. If not, he will wait for the right timing to discuss the feelings he has for her.

Morning came and Y/N did not remember anything.

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[scudevils]

till the sun comes up — SV5

pairing: rbr!sebastian vettel x fem!reader

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, slight oral (m receiving), drunk sex, alcohol mentioned, jenson getting everyone double drunk, translated german, established relationship, not proofread!!

synopsis: fresh off of winning his first drivers championship whats a better way of celebrating [2.2k]

a/n: this was completely unplanned, definitely not the best thing ive ever written and was more so a way to get back into the feel of writing since its been months since i last properly have

Abu Dhabi, 2010

Sebastian couldn't keep his hands of you, and in his defence, you couldn't keep yours off him. Alcohol ran freely through your veins, loosing up your movements as you danced against each other. Music blaring, drinks being downed in every corner of the club. Every now and then another driver ordered a round of shots, not slowing down as you all danced the night away.

His hands were on your waist, your hips, sliding up and down your thighs. He was everywhere. Sebastian's grip never loosening. Jenson had been the next driver to buy a round, ordering double than before in an attempt to somehow get you all more drunk than you already were, after all he had his reputation to uphold.

Sebastian's lip skimmed all over any exposed skin he could get, you collarbone, neck and as low as he could down your deep neckline.

The burning of tequila and vodka down your throat only spurred your happiness on, the smile on your face beginning to hurt from how long you had held it.

Seb had won.

He had won his first championship in f1, in a dramatic way at that, and one of many you were sure of. Your boyfriend was more than a talented driver, that you were even more sure od even with your lack of knowledge in the sport you knew well enough that Seb was a born winner, and that this was just the beginning.

The day had finally gone his way, any four of them could've won it, it was the day he's been waiting for since he had joined f1, since even before then, and you had been there with him every single step of the way.

The drinks, music and dancing continued long into the early hours of the morning, finally deciding to depart from your group of celebrating friends, them all giving you suggestive looks.

You felt the arm around your waist tighten as you stirred awake, the warmth from the body beside you encasing yours. The pads of Sebastian's fingers still digging into your skin as they had done when you fell asleep, not moving from their protective position. Rays of sunlight shown through the slightly open curtains in the hotel room, the city of Abu Dhabi already buzzing at just 10am.

Bedsheets had been brought all the way up your chest, covering your naked body and pulling them off of Sebastian's, enough to see his toned muscles which he usually had hidden underneath a shirt, a sight you truly would never get used to. His trophy sat on the stand next to the bed, a reminder of the reasons you had celebrated the night before.

Seb nuzzled his head further into the crook of your shoulder, even in his sleepy state not wanting to let his hands drop from you. You could still smell the champagne on his skin, showering the last thing on your minds when you stumbled in. Unable to help but stare at him, his growing stubble that he didn't care enough to shave and the purple hickeys blessing his exposed neck, his blonde curls a mess on top of his head.

Memories from the previous night took over as you grazed over the marks left.

Your back was against the wall as soon as Sebastian shut the door, not wasting a second to have his hands on you fully, almost as desperate for you as you were for him. His lips trailed down your body, from your lips and then your jaw and finally residing on your neck. His trophy had been carefully placed on the ground next to you.

You whined as he sucked on the sweet spot between your neck and collarbone, the already euphoric feeling of having him so close causing a wetness between your legs. Seb's hands travelled down your legs, tapping your thighs and whispering a small. "Jump" in your ears, and you happily obliged, wrapping your legs tightly around his waist.

Sebastian carried you from the wall to the bed, dropping you down on the soft mattress below. He looked over you hungrily, his eyes dancing over your entire body as he worked out where to start first.

Lifting your fingers to his neck you traced over the marks, not too heavily as to not wake him. The action of you leaving them flashed before your eyes, each and every mark came at a different time and with how drunk you were, you were just happy to remember.

"Schatz." You had been to entranced with the memories you hadn't even seen him waking up, the calmness in his shut eyes had opened to show the beautiful blue eyes you loved. His long eyelashes brushed against his cheeks as he looked up at you, following your gaze to where you had been staring. "I could always do with more."

It was his turn to trace the marks he’d left now, Seb’s fingers smoothing over the reddened skin of your neck. "You could do with more too." He pulled one of your legs over his, making you straddle his lap whilst he continued looking up at you.

You laughed at his eagerness, acting as if you didn't want and need this just as much as he did. "What? Last night wasn't enough for you." Raising your eyebrow at him, Sebastian rolled his eyes, hands moving to your hips in an attempt to get you moving against him.

Without a second thought you obliged to his attempt, rocking your hips in time with his hands. He dipped his head down your neck, moving to in between your breast and kissing them both. His kisses continued, the loving mood he was in only growing as he made his way back up, reaching your lips and bringing you in for your first kiss of the morning. In contrast to the warmth of your skin goosebumps raised along your body.

Dragging himself away from your lips, Sebastian rejoined his journey up your body, his teeth nibbling your earlobe causing small whimpers to escape your already swollen lips. "Could never get tired of fucking you, Engel." His words went straight to your core, your thighs rubbing together to try and release the tension a little. "Do you know what you do to me?"

You knew Seb would try to get you to beg if he could. Even in the loving and giving mood he was in he always got a kick out of making you beg, the lewd words going straight to his cock whenever they left your mouth.

“Please, Seb." Your words faltered slightly as one of his fingers grazed over your cunt. Sebastian could practically feel your clit throbbing against him, and it took ever ounce of his willpower to not give you what you wanted. "Please, just touch me."

Your pleas were never enough for him, wanting nothing more than for you to break, to tell him what you wanted him to do, no matter how dirty the words you used, he loved when you spoke like that to him. "Where do you want me to touch you, schatz? I need you to tell me."

When you didn't reply, Sebastian lightly slapped your thigh as a warning, an empty one at that as you both knew he would give in to you eventually, because if it wasn’t his arousal taking over it would be his drunkenness. But he would always put up a fight. You grabbed his wrist, in no mood for his teasing or to waste time and brought down to your dripping cunt. "Here, Seb, please just touch me."

And when you rasped out his name like that who was he to not give you what you wanted most?

Sebastian’s hard on was becoming glaringly obvious through the tight, and growing even tighter, boxers he was wearing. "This is what you to do me." The words he spoke stuck with you, both of you having so much power over how the other felt almost felt like it was fate to be together.

You had rid yourself of your panties already, the newfound feeling of your unclothed clit grinding against Seb’s growing cock. Gasping as he lifted his hips to meet yours, you silenced yourself against his neck, biting into the muscles and soothing over the stinging with your tongue.

A louder moan slipped past your lips as your arousal grew, your slick making it easier to glide against the soft material of his boxers. "I want to fuck you." Sebastian had to stop the groan that nearly escaped his throat.

“Then fuck me, liebling."

"Then fuck me." As the words left your throat Sebastian pushed himself inside you, dropping his chest onto yours to get as close and humanly possibly. The groan he let as you clenched around him forever etched into your brain, something you will remember any time you look at him.

Seb snaked his arm down between your entwined bodies, circling your clit at a steady pace, contrasting the harshness of his thrusts into you. The added stimulation had you melting into the bed underneath him.

You moaned into his mouth as he kissed you, as he swallowed your moans in the heated mess between you. His neediness leaked into the kiss, pushing his tongue into your mouth at the first chance he could get.

Squeezing around him again, Sebastian bit your lip, pulling on it as he pulled away from the kiss. Both of you tried to catch to your breath, although he couldn't stop his want to touch you again, dropping his head to meet your lips in another crazed kiss.

Just as you were finding your rhythm, Sebastian’s hands found their place on your ass, slowing you for a couple seconds then speeding you up again in a sequence that made your head spin and eyes roll back. Your chests were practically touching as he pulled you impossibly closer, connecting your lips.

You kissed up and down his neck, his hickeys becoming redder as you bit down on the same spot of skin, taut from his training. Pulling away for a minute you admired the purple marks on his throat, his adams apple bobbing under your gaze, in contrast with his muscles making you feel like you could come just looking at him.

At your staring he thrust up into you faster, smirking at your unprepared reaction, arms failing you as you fell onto his chest.

One of his hands lifted from your ass, pushing the fallen hair out of your face as you found your own rhythm again. You felt your orgasm nearing closer and closer, and so did Sebastian. His hand slipped down in between your bodies, rubbing circles on your clit to push you further and further to your release.

Within seconds you were cumming around his cock, your walls clenching around him, head thrown back and your mouth opening in an ‘o’ shape. Your moans grew louder and louder, Sebastian placing his fingers in your mouth so that not every bystander in the street would hear you. "Fuck, Seb, you're so good to me."

The feeling of your tongue swirling around the tips of his fingers spurred him on to his own orgasm. The sensation you were giving him reminding him of how good you made him feel when he’s in your mouth.

Sebastian’s heavy groan filled the room as his head hit the pillow below him. Your tongue swirled around the slit in the tip of his cock teasingly, fingers stroking up and down the part you weren't touching.

You kissed him from top to bottom, placing one last longing kiss to his tip. Hollowing out your cheeks you took him in one, the tip knocking the back of your throat instantly.

Already you felt the tears leaving your eyes from the closing of your throat around him, viciously trying to force him out of your mouth. Your hands stroked what your mouth couldn't get, the two feelings only adding to his pleasure.

Rough german words slipped from his mouth, mixing with the moans and groans he let out. "I love you so much." His hand found a place in your hair, making a makeshift ponytail and pushing your head down further.

Your body fell on his, a thin layer of sweat covering both your skins as you both attempted to catch your breath. Seb still deep inside you, holding his cum in you, neither wanting to move.

Glancing over at the trophy beside you, you smiled, turning back to face Seb, who had an equally as happy grin on his face. “So when i win my second-“

“Don’t push it.”

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[b0r3dtod3ath]

can you write someting comfy with seb???

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word count: 400

A/N: Ty for the request! I'm sorry it's so short but I hope you like it <;33

You came home totally exhausted. Drama at your work, the weather and less and less sunlight all gathered up together and funded you a massive headache. You slowly closed the front door as a comforting smell of soup filled your nose. Ever since retiring Sebastian has fallen in love with being home - he learned how to cook, he cleaned and in summer he took care of your little garden. It was relaxing to him, like a sweet escape from all of the hustle and bustle of his career. If you asked him if he missed driving a formula one car he would say yes but he thinks he's had enough and he needs a slower pace of life now. Ever since he bought a house in the suburbs of Zurich and moved in with you he felt safe and finally settled down. You on the other hand had decided to keep going to work. Sebastian had reassured you many times that he doesn't mind paying for you but you still insisted on adding to the home budget. You were unlacing your shoes as Sebastian leaned onto a wall with a kitchen towel hung on his shoulder and watched you. He knew something was not right mainly because you were quiet. "Wanna talk about it?" he asked, not wanting to pressure you "No. I know if I start talking about it I will get unnecessarily even more mad." you said with glossy eyes "C'mere. Let me at least give you a hug." his arms wrapped around your body as you put your head to his chest to hear his heartbeat. He gently caressed you back and swayed a little. "Let's eat. There's nothing a good soup can't fix". It did help a bit, but it didn't take away your headache. You took some painkillers and left to shower. Meanwhile, Sebastian cleaned all the dishes and put some essential oils into the diffuser. When you came out of the bathroom you were greeted with a comforting smell of lavender and Seb that was already waiting for you in bed, making it warm. He spread his legs for you to lay between them with your favorite house hunting tv show on the tv with a blue light filter and lowered brightness. Last moments of your day were filled with the soft noise of the tv and your lover gently massaging your head until you fell asleep.

November 3 2023

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[idkwhatimdoinghere1655]

Du Lernst Nie - Sebastian Vettel

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"Y/N, look, it really isn't that hard. You just need to put a bit of effort in," Sebastian sighed, trying to get you to listen to the fragments of German he was teaching you. "But you can speak for me. I can do the basics. Hallo und danke. Glücklich?" you smirked. 

During the Summer break, you and Seb were taking a week long trip to Germany and were going to travel around Cologne and Munich, before going home to Switzerland. 

"See, you do know it," he rolled his eyes, frustrated at your stubbornness. "The locals will be happier if you try," he tried to persuade, the flash cards he made were discarded to the side as he was ready to freestyle. 

"OK, how would you order something at a cafe?" Seb prompted, looking at you intently. 

"What am I ordering?" 

"Two bread rolls and a cup of tea," he told you, wondering if you were actually listening to what he had said no more than five minutes ago. "Ich..." you started. Seb internally groaned - he had gotten nowhere. 

"Hä-" he started, your brain finally finding the word.

"Ich hätte gerne ein Tasse Tee und zwei Brötchen, bitte," you smugly asked him, leaning back in your chair and crossing your arms. "Sehr gut," he praised, smiling. It wasn't a matter of if you could do it, it was a matter of whether you would do it. 

"Entschuldigung, wo ist die Bibliotheke?" he asked, putting on a voice and pretending to be a frail old lady who couldn't find her way around. "Die Bibliothek ist in der Nähe, gar nicht so weit weg von hier," you said. 

Seb's eyes widened in surprise. "Links oder rechts?" he asked, snapping back into character for a moment. "Links," 

"Danke,"

"Kein Problem," you smiled at the 'old lady'. The only reason you had actually spoken to German with him was because you didn't feel like getting grilled by Professor Seb anymore. "I did not teach you that," he said, impressed.

"I have taken my German learning into my own hands, since you have told me how to order a coffee more times than I can count," 

Seb smirked. If you thought you were so clever, he'd test you a bit, "Ich würde sagen, bin ich beeindruckt, aber du bist ein furchtbar Studente wer zuhört nicht," he said, way quicker than he normally would. 

"Erm. Es tut mir leid, ich verstehe das nicht," you sheepishly said, already feeling a blush of embarrassment creep up onto your cheeks.  "Oh, es tut mir leid, ist das zu schwierig für Sie?" he said. You understood that, and you felt like he was almost mocking you.

"Ja, ein bisschen," you responded, hoping that because it was in German, he'd be bit nicer to you. "Ich denke, wir haben gelernt, dass ich besser bin als das, womit du gelernt hast."

Now he was just getting cocky. "Okay, I get it. You've proven your point. I will listen to Professor Seb," you rolled your eyes, annoyed to have to give into him.

"I like the sound of that," he smirked, winking at you suggestively. You wouldn't lie, you liked the sound of what he was implying as well, but now it was time to learn. "Shut up," you scoffed, trying to hide your smile.

"What I don't understand, is that every time I try to get you to learn, you get all full of yourself,"

"Yeah, because my German is good," 

"But not as good as you think it is. You never learn," he shook his head, watching as you zoned out and stopped listening to his telling off. "I prefer the sound of listening to Professor Seb," you pouted, and you could see his jaw twitch. 

"Let's see what Professor Seb has in store today, shall we?" he said, standing and swiping the papers off the table. "Auf dem Tisch," he commanded, and now, you were all for listening. 

A/N - This is just a little something for you guys while I finish writing part 3 to 'Baby Fever'! Also, that picture of Cologne Cathedral in the header is so pretty, and I am so happy to be able to say I've been there. Lmk if the German isn't 100%, I did it myself and my German is quite rocky <3

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[forza55]

"the hottest thing a man could do is drive one-handed, palming the stirring wheel."

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[disneyprincemuke]

the orange peel theory * fem!driver

how many men in her life would stop to peel an orange for her if she asks randomly?

pairings: f1 grid x fem!driver

warnings: -

notes: juSt a random idea i got when i dreadfully peeled oranges for myself ugh i hate being single sometimes

guys this is the last vr update today i swear i’ve got too much times on my hands actually

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-> max verstappen, #1

would be in the middle of an interview after quali when she comes up to him with a mandarin orange in hand

max stops mid sentence to look down at her in confusion but will take the orange into his hands as she asks him to peel it for her politely

he would cover the mic and whisper “can this wait? i’m in the middle of something” and she shows him her hands, perfectly manicured white nails with a frown and says “i’ll stain my nails”

and he just does it, peeling the orange as he carries on with the interview after she walks away without him knowing

when he finishes, he turns to give it to her but she’s no longer there and ends up eating the orange during his interview lol

-> logan sargeant, #2

he’d be sitting in his garage minding his own business when she comes and sits next to him with a bag of mandarin oranges in hand

he doesn’t even need to be told

he immediately reaches out and starts peeling the oranges for her, even tearing away the white strands because he knows she hates those

totally nothing to do with the fact that he’s had a crush on her forever

everything to do with the fact that they grew up together and he’s too lazy to fight

-> daniel ricciardo, #3

he’s literally just walked into the paddocks for race day

he feels all cool with all the cameras

suddenly she runs over to him with an orange in her hands and a hopeful smile

“peel this for me please?”

he does it without question

he walks the paddocks with her while peeling her orange and even sparks up conversation with her

-> lando norris, #4

literally walks away when he sees her approaching him with an orange

she’s been doing it all weekend and he refuses to be a victim

also because he’s not that fond of peeling oranges

or oranges, for that matter

she tries chasing after him but when she finally catches up, he simply ignores the request to peel the orange for her

-> pierre gasly, #10

he’ll be literally walking over to the grid for the driver’s parade

looking pretty cool in his cool fits

an orange is presented to him without question

he grins at her and thanks her for the orange

walks away and eats the orange himself

-> sergio perez, #11

would also be in the middle of an interview when she comes up with an orange

would peel it because he’s a mega dad and he’s really taken a liking to her

excuses himself from the interview to do it for her real quick

would take one piece of the orange for himself

claims it’s the taxes for making him do it instead of doing it herself

-> fernando alonso, #14

takes the orange without her saying anything

he’s always seen with seb on race weekends and is very used to her antics

literally gives her the orange peel and one piece of orange

eats the orange without her saying anything

she’s in damn near tears because she really expected fernando to peel it for her without question

-> charles lerclerc, #16

is sad that she didn’t bring him an orange too

still peels it for her though

even though he was in the middle of some paddock game with carlos

asks for a piece and because she loves him and her crush is still very much present, she simply gives him the whole orange

-> lance stroll, #18

he’d have been coming out of his racing home minding his own business

they don’t interact often because she scares him

is almost scared to say no to the orange peeling and actually says no

mutters “i always knew you hated me” as she walks away

which then makes him chase her to peel the orange for her and apologise profusely

because lance and her literally never talk and it took up all her courage to approach him with this orange, she gives him half of the orange

-> kevin magnussen, #20

asks her if she's got an extra orange for his baby girl

she literally came prepared and gives one to cute baby laura

so now kevin has to peel two oranges for two babies

outrageous, if u ask him

-> nyck de vries, #21

has unfortunately departed by the time she decided to be a menace about the orange peel theory

she thinks about him often though

they're texting buddies actually

-> yuki tsunoda, #22

literally came prepared

he's got a packet of candy he bought when he flew back to japan for a visit

she gives him the whole orange

she literally peels the orange for him in exchange for the candy

-> alex albon, #23

was literally walking to the grid for the opening ceremony of the race weekend

says no immediately

but he does change his mind and asks if he can have half if he peels it for her

peels it and takes more than half of the share

-> zhou guanyu, #24

is delighted to even see her because they don't come across one another often

is kinda touched that she asked him to peel an orange but then is disappointed to find out that he's not the first victim and that this is all a tiktok trend for her

peels it anyway

asks her to bring an extra orange if there's a next time as payment

-> niko hulkenberg, #27

she literally cannot find him

doesn't get to participate in the trend

she only saw him once that weekend and it was at the opening ceremony and she only had 1 orange for alex to peel

and on the grid in his race car

-> esteban ocon, #31

absolutely ADORES her

peels it without question

peeks around her shoulder to ask if she's brought another one for him

she says yes and that he's the only one who gets one for himself because she loves him back

-> lewis hamilton, #44

this psycho literally approaches lewis when he's on an interview panel

but that's because he asked her to do it at that time so he has a excuse to escape the panel

he's just so tired of the panel interviews

giggling with her like demons as he peels the orange

-> carlos sainz, #55

peels it for her without question

the only one to ask her why she's got so many oranges to eat and hand out

also the only one to ask her if oranges have been the only thing she's eaten all weekend

inhumanly impossible to eat this many oranges in one weekend perhaps

-> george russell, #63

is literally tearing up because she came to him to ask to peel the orange

he heard from alex what she's been doing

he's been waiting all weekend for her and was sad that it seemed like she had no intentions on letting him participate in her tiktok

she feels so bad for him that she joins him in peeling an orange as well

-> valtteri bottas, #77

is confused because he's just minding his own business using his phone during the driver's briefing

peels the orange for her anyway

asks if oranges are her favourite fruit

suggests eating something less acidic to avoid a tummyache

-> oscar piastri, #81

if anyone's tired of her being a menace with all these oranges, it's going to be him

but because he knows she'll pick a fight if he says no

he will peel the orange reluctantly

takes a picture with the orange because it's the same shade as the mclaren shirt he is wearing

— bonus

-> liam lawson, #30

asks her to fuck off

only ask him to peel an orange when she's lost all the ability to peel one for herself

asks her if he can have one from her orange stash

she says no in tears because he cussed at her

shrugs and walks away

-> sebastian vettel, #5

this clinically insane woman has got this 4 time world champion peeling oranges on the pit wall during qualifying

has him throw her a peeled orange in between laps during qualifying

eats it in the car for a racing 'buff' before she drives out for a lap

she's got too many oranges so he helps her eat some of them

eating oranges = beating mclaren = beating oscar because they're all the same colour and have a correlation obviously

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