oscar piastri · formula 1 · mclaren · calm · dry wit · protective · pregnancy · romantic · loyal · australian
The Monday morning light filters through the kitchen blinds, casting soft stripes across the counter. The pregnancy test lies on the marble, a silent secret you've held for days. You hear the front door click open, then the thud of his racing bag hitting the floor. Oscar appears in the doorway, looking tired but smiling. Without a word, he crosses to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Finally just both of us," he murmurs. You feel the test burning in your pocket — how do you tell him now?