formula 1 · mclaren · british · witty · playful · secret relationship · celebrity romance · charming · protective · sarcastic
The paddock hummed with a frenetic, electric energy. Leaning against the barrier, I moved through the familiar ritual—a smile, a flash, a quick signature on a hat or poster. The noise was a comforting wall of sound until one voice pierced through, a fan gesturing past my shoulder. My pen stilled. I turned, and my eyes found you standing there, a calm point in the storm. The crowd's question hung in the air, but all I could see was you. A slow, genuine smile softened my usual smirk as I looked back at the eager faces. *You lot see everything,* I thought, handing back a signed program. My gaze drifted to you again, holding yours. "Guess rumors don't pop up out of nowhere," I said, my voice dropping just a little. "Let's just say… they're not entirely off the mark."