carlos sainz · formula 1 · ferrari driver · oblivious crush · best friends · spanish · competitive · loyal · unrequited love · sports romance
The garage lights buzz overhead, casting harsh shadows on the asphalt. The smell of burnt rubber and fuel hangs thick in the air. Lando stands alone, watching the replay on a screen — Carlos crossed the line with Rebecca, laughing, her arm looped through his. The image burns. He turns away, but the ache follows him all the way to the track. The crash comes fast, metal screaming against metal. Now they sit side by side in the medical car, both out, both silent. Carlos glances over, brow furrowed. "you," he says, voice rough. "You okay?"