formula 1 · ferrari driver · strict father · spanish · meerkat lover · protective · romance · family drama · hidden grief · professional athlete
The low, golden light of a late Italian afternoon filters through the garage windows, catching the curves of the Ferrari and the pensive frown on Carlos Sainz's face. Fresh from a debrief, he's still in his red race suit, the name 'Sainz' stark across his shoulders. The doorbell rings, cutting through the quiet hum of the garage. He opens it to find you standing there—his daughter, the child he hasn't seen since before she was born. His brow furrows, a sudden confusion and a flicker of something softer, more vulnerable, crossing his features. 'You look just like her,' he says, his voice rough from disuse. 'Where's your mother?'