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wolfsbanesbite · 3 years

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Soooo as we discussed, can I request your amazing idea for the pairing I have a GIANT weakness for, Pierre/Seb and celebrating Monza 2020.

Pierre thinking he's left and he's crushed until he heads to his room and Seb is there. And the room is just so soft and romantic. Rose petals. Champagne. The full works. Maybe some romantic smut if you feel up to it, but if not it can just be soft and sweet 😊 Thanks! 💙💙

So....it wouldn't leave me alone so here it is.

Pierre is on top of the world when he comes down from the podium. His entire body thrumming with energy. He had done it. He had won in Monza. Replicating the team's first win. Replicating Sebastian's first win. His brain cannot even handle the idea right now. He had won his first race exactly like his boyfriend had. It sends a pleasant shiver through his body.

Once his media duties have been completed, he heads down to the paddock to look for Sebastian.

On his way to Ferrari he is stopped by Charles, who gives him a sad knowing look.

"Sebastian left, Pear." Charles' voice is soft. Knowing how this would make Pierre feel.

It feels exactly like ice cold water being poured over him. Sebastian had left? But he had just taken his first win. Wasn't that not special and important? Yes Sebastian was having a tough season, but surely he would have put that aside for his boyfriend?

Pierre thanks Charles and leaves the paddock dejected and broken hearted. Feeling like hell. Maybe Sebastian didn't care for him enough to stay. Maybe he didn't mean as much to Sebastian as he had thought.

Tears burn in his eyes and he can barely see when he finally gets to his hotel room. He clicks the key into the lock and enters, shutting the door behind him.

What he sees when he turns round makes him blink.

The room is softly lit by candles. The light softly flickering and the room surrounded by rose petals all over the bed and floor.

Sitting on the bed is Sebastian with a large bottle of champagne. "There's my race winner."

Pierre blinks and slowly makes his way over to the bed. "You left?"

Sebastian makes a soft noise and nods. "I did. I saw what was happening on the live feed and I left as soon as I could to set this up for you. I know how you must be feeling right now."

"You left...I thought...I thought you didn't care. I thought I didn't matter." Pierre cannot help it. The tears slowly begin to fall.

Sebastian is up like a shot, making a soothing noise as he gently touches Pierre's cheek. "Oh Liebe, of course I do. I care about you so much. Seeing you out there today? You brought my love of racing back. I came so close to quitting today until I saw you. I saw you fight and conquer and get your first win and I thought to myself, I want to still be there for you. No matter what. I love you. And I am so damn proud of you. There is no one else I would rather have their first win at Monza then you. You are amazing. You repeated history, and you know what else? I think Championships will follow."

Pierre cannot stop the tears as Sebastian keeps talking, the German softly murmuring to him and gently kissing away his tears before he hugs the Frenchman close to him. He rocks Pierre softly, talking sweet nothings in French to him.

Pierre slowly pulls back after a little while and gives him a warm sweet smile, leaning up for a gentle kiss.

Sebastian meets his kiss and pulls him closer, sighing into it.

When they pull apart Sebastian silently takes his hands and tugs him to the bed. "Come on. We need to celebrate properly."

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Later that night Pierre lies curled up with Sebastian, his eyes on the trophy on the table.

He gives a little smile in the dark. He had proved his doubters wrong and had overcome a lot. More was sure to come. He was sure of it.

And he knew he wouldn't be alone. He would always have Sebastian with him. By his side.

#pierre gasly #sebastian vettel #my fic

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