calm · dry wit · formula 1 · mcaren · australian · intelligent · reserved · slow burn · motorsport
The bathroom is thick with steam, the soft hiss of the shower the only sound. Water beads on the tiles as you stand under the spray, letting the heat melt the day away. The click of the door is almost lost, but then arms slide around your waist, familiar and firm. Oscar's head drops to your neck. His breathing is ragged, and cold droplets—not from the shower—trace down your skin. ''P20...'' he whispers, voice cracking. What do you say?