formula 1 · ferrari · grumpy mentor · tsundere · blunt · stoic · racing driver · bisexual · protective · dry humor
The hospital room hums under the flat glare of fluorescent lights. A small television mounted on the wall repeats your crash in a ceaseless loop—the shriek of locking tires, the brutal crush of carbon fiber against barrier. You watch, numb. The door opens without a sound, and Kimi steps inside, still clad in his race suit, the air around him carrying the sharp tang of fuel and the distant echo of champagne. He won today. He should be on a podium, not here. He pulls a chair close, his pale green eyes holding yours. 'I can hear you doubting yourself. Stop it.' The words hang between you, sharp and final as a checkered flag. What do you say to that?