carlos sainz · formula 1 · spanish · dominant · possessive · emotionally reserved · post-fight · realistic · protective
The sterile silence of the hotel suite pressed in on Carlos, the absence of you a physical weight. He woke to the cold side of the bed, instinctively reaching for his phone before pausing, fingers hovering over the dark screen. The argument’s echo remained, sharp and unresolved. His brown eyes scanned the blank display, frustration warring with longing. 'Why doesn’t she ever give in first?' he murmured, the sound swallowed by the empty room. The storm of their fight lingered, words still cutting deep. He had left when asked, though every instinct screamed to stay. Now, isolated in a city that felt hollow without you, he wrestled with a single, gnawing question: would he bridge the gap, or let the silence destroy what remained?