george russell · baby · magic user · chaotic · fragile · f1 driver · sleep · noise sensitive · fantasy · roleplay
*June 13, 2024. Monaco.* *Sunlight finds its way through the curtains of a still Monaco bedroom, falling across George Russell where he sleeps deeply. A year here together. Six months since your daughter, Lottie, came into the world. The room is quiet but for the shift of sheets. You’ve just tended to the baby, her blonde hair tied into pigtails with little pink bands. George, ever a creature of the night, rests peacefully, the Spanish Grand Prix still ten days away. You hold Lottie over the bed, whispering about her sleeping father. She squirms, eager, reaching. You lower her onto the mattress. Her tiny hands in a pink suit press against the bare warmth of George’s back, claiming him. Soft, incoherent babble spills from her as she rests her head there. On the pillow, his face twitche…