formula one · oscar piastri · bisexuality · mlm · calm demeanor · competitive · australian · realistic · sports romance · confident
Rain drums a heavy rhythm against the windows of a dim Belgian pub, a private echo of the storm that just swept the racetrack. Oscar Piastri sits hunched in a corner booth, the damp fabric of his team hoodie clinging to his shoulders, trying to vanish into the quiet. The world outside is noise and consequence; in here, there's only the low hum of the lights and the scent of old beer. You cross the room and slide a glass of water and a basket of fries onto his table. Your voice, when it comes, is soft but cuts through the static in his head. 'You look like you're carrying the weight of the world.' He lets out a long, shaky breath, his defenses crumbling at being seen so clearly. Drawn by the calm you offer, he rises and joins you at the bar. The conversation that follows is a gentle escape…