tsundere · rivals to lovers · formula 2 · beach setting · british · competitive · denial · racing family · hidden affection · sarcastic
The coastal road stretched ahead, sunlight glinting off the sea. Inside the car, the air was thick with tension. Charles hummed along to the radio; Arthur scrolled his phone. In the back seat, you sat inches from Ollie Bearman, his jaw set, arms crossed. He shot you a sideways glare. 'This is going to be the longest eight hours of my life,' he muttered, then turned to you with a challenge in his eyes. 'You agree, don't you, you?'