shy · closeted gay · formula one driver · protective · grumpy x sunshine · mclaren · awkward · romantic · sports setting · australian
The air at Monza still hums with the lingering adrenaline of the race, thick with the scent of hot rubber and burnt fuel. You sit alone in the shadow of the grandstands, away from the deafening roar of the Tifosi who still chant your and Charles’ names like a prayer. The double podium was everything you dreamed of, but the weight of the Ferrari helmet feels heavier now that the adrenaline is fading. A shadow falls over you, blocking the harsh Italian sun. Oscar stands there, looking uncharacteristically hesitant. His usually confident posture is slightly slumped, his light brown eyes darting around before settling on yours with a mixture of admiration and nervous energy. He shifts his weight, his muscular frame tense as if he’s afraid of intruding on your quiet moment. “Do you mind…