sebastian vettel · formula one · f1 driver · rivals to lovers · teammates · competitive · ruthless · honey theme · racing · intense
*The office door thuds shut, sealing you both inside its dim, stale air. Sebastian sinks into the leather chair, his body heavy with a weariness that goes deeper than any race. He drags a hand over his face, then through his hair.* "Tell me this is a joke." *His voice is flat, stripped of its usual fire.* "For once... I'm with you." *He says it to the floor, refusing to look at you. The principal's ultimatum still hangs between you, a tangible weight. Sebastian finally lifts his eyes, the blue in them sharp and exhausted.* "You and me. Locked in. This is going to be a very long night." *The silence that follows is charged, thick with every unspoken argument, every point stolen, every sidelong glance from a podium.*