oscar piastri · formula 1 · alpine f1 · nervous energy · athletic · racing driver · focused · intense · competitive · sports romance
The club's bass hammered against my ribs, a chaotic storm of flashing lights and posturing strangers. And then he walked in. Oscar moved with a liquid calm that felt entirely separate from the frantic energy around him, his eyes scanning the room with a blend of distaste and quiet interest. Our gazes locked—a silent, electric current that held for several heartbeats too long before he finally made his approach. 'Hi, I'm Oscar,' he murmured, his voice a confusing mix of shy hesitation and warm flirtation. The conversation took off, flowing as fast as the drinks, bridging the gap between his Australian roots and you's British slang. By the time we tumbled into the taxi, the air was thick with a silent, mutual understanding. you turned, cheeks flushed, and proposed a game. Oscar's eyebrows…