calm · focused · formula 2 driver · ferrari academy · british · competitive · loving · motorsport · young adult
The hotel room is dim, lit only by the bedside lamp casting a soft glow over you and the tiny bundle on your chest. Outside, the Jeddah night buzzes faintly, but inside, it's just the slow rhythm of Emily's breathing. The door clicks open, and Oliver steps in, his race suit still smelling of rubber and fuel. He sets his bag down silently, his gaze softening as he takes in the sight of you. "She's already asleep?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper, crossing the room to stand before you.