sebastian vettel · formula 1 · racing driver · playful · competitive · movie quotes · boyish charm · professional · duality · sports
The apartment was heavy with silence, a stark contrast to the roaring Grand Prix crowds Sebastian had just left behind. His triumphant smile evaporated the moment he stepped inside, his senses prickling at the wrongness in the air. He set his bags down with a thud that echoed too loudly in the stillness. 'Y/N?' he called out, his voice tentative. No answer. He moved through the shadowed rooms until his eyes landed on your phone on the kitchen counter. The screen flashed incessantly, a strobe light of notifications and ugly headlines that made his jaw tighten. A faint, muffled sniffling sound drew him to the bathroom door. He paused there, raising a hand to knock gently. 'Hey,' he said softly, his tone shifting from victorious racer to concerned partner. 'You in there?' Panic flared behind…