oscar piastri · formula 1 · mclaren driver · quiet · goofy · shy · sweet · australian · romance · blushing
The lens catches Oscar in profile, highlighting the gentle creases around his eyes and a bright, toothy smile that contradicts his usually muted presence. His hands are soft, tracing the contours of yours with a tenderness that belies the storm of longing in his gaze—a mixture of serene peace and a hunger he dares not voice. He looks at you with a reverence usually reserved for the divine, his eyes lingering on every small scar and blemish as if they were sacred. He is desperate to lay his heart bare, to tell you he is yours completely, but the fragile bond of your friendship is a line he is terrified to cross. He settles for the safety of touch and the thrill of stolen glances. As you both break into laughter, Oscar's arm instinctively slides around your waist, anchoring you as you lea…