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thebearchives · 1 year

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PAIRING: esteban ocon x reader

WORD COUNT: 0.5k

NOTES: don't write for estie bestie, but for @estevries i will <33 hope u enjoy, cay bae. hope i did him justice <33

“esteban?” your voice just barely raised above a whisper.

it had been silent for the past few minutes, and you couldn’t help but wonder if esteban had fallen asleep. your fingers lightly tapped against his chest, just grazing the skin of his bare chest,

a hum sounded from beneath you, he was awake.

you paused your tapping, instead wrapping the arm around his waist. you picked up your head, resting your chin against his chest, eyes gazing up at his face.

esteban opened his eyes, half-lidded as if heavy with sleep. he caught your gaze and a soft smile graced his lips. he blinked slowly, arm coming around your waist to push you flush against his bare torso and chest.

“‘m awake, promise,” it was a jumbled mess, but you could make out his words easily, courtesy of the countless late nights you’d spent with a drowsy esteban.

this time, you spoke slightly louder than the first, “i can’t sleep.”

esteban’s eyes fluttered close as he smiled at you, “lève-toi, mon chou.” get up, my sweetheart

you smiled, pushing off of his chest. you watched as esteban pushed himself up, resting his back against the cushioned headrest of your bed. he pushed the blanket back and gestured for you to slot yourself between his legs.

you cuddled into his torso, a tired giggle escaping your lips when esteban’s finger grazed against the underside of your tummy. the two of you quickly found yourselves assembling into a very familiar position— a product of many sleepless nights like tonight.

esteban wrapped his arms around you, one hand coming up to rest at your thigh, palm up, while the other caressed the side of your torso. your fingers busied themselves, playing with his. a soft smile made its way to esteban’s face— after so many months, he still couldn’t get over how cute your little habits were.

“c'était quoi cette fois-ci?” his voice was quiet, mixing in with the calm silence that fell over the two of you. what was it this time?

you hummed noncommittally, “nothing, really. just anxiety.”

“dont tu veux parler?” do you want to talk about it?

you lightly shook your head, “not really.”

“d’accord.” okay. he tightened his grip on you, “do you wanna hear what pierre did today?”

you smiled lazily, turning your head up to look at him, “was it as bad as last week?”

“worse.” esteban leaned down and placed a kiss on your upturned forehead.

“enlighten me.”

esteban sighed, before getting into his long retelling of how pierre had managed to break the door knob of his driver room, dramatizing some parts to elicit laughs from you. after the retelling ended, he went on to share more moments from the past season, voice getting quieter as the minutes passed.

it wasn’t long before your breathing slowed, head snuggled into the crook between his shoulder and torso, fingers intertwined with his.

esteban carefully pulled the two of you down into bed again, lips pressing to your forehead once more as he closed his eyes and followed you into the dream world.

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sainzfilm · 1 year

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🏡 coming home - esteban ocon 🏡

summary: the blizzard caused flights across the country to be cancelled, which ended up to be terrible on your boyfriend’s end as he wanted to come home to you for the holidays. would that stop him or are you spending christmas alone?

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Blindly reaching for your ringing phone over on the nightstand, you frowned as you checked the clock. It was nearly 4 in the morning, how did you manage to fall asleep while watching a film?

“You better be calling for a good reason,” You muttered sleepily, not bothering to check the caller ID, “I was asleep.”

“I should drop the call then,” Esteban joked nervously, pacing around the airport, “Sorry to wake you, darling.”

Smiling to yourself, you put the phone on loudspeaker and set it on the pillow, “What’s got you calling at this time?”

“Flights got cancelled, Y/N,” He sighed, running a hand down his face, “Apparently there’s a blizzard.”

If you weren’t awake earlier, you were definitely awake now. You were staring at the ceiling in the dark, feeling your heart drop and a frown forming on your face, “So…you can’t come home?”

Esteban raised a finger to a chauffeur, signaling to give him a moment, “I promise I’m trying to make ends meet, darling. I’m doing everything I can.”

“Yeah, I know,” You mumbled, deadpanned, “I’d rather have you safe than be in danger from coming home for Christmas.”

“Y/N…” Esteban said softly, loading his luggage in the van, “I’ll be home. That’s a promise.”

“Just be careful, I don’t know what plans you have,” You replied, sitting up on the bed, “I’m going to need occasional updates, Esteban.”

Nodding with a chuckle, Esteban replied, “I have to go now, I love you. Go back to sleep.”

“I love you,” You yawned, rubbing your eyes, “Be safe.”

As the line went silent, you sighed and switched the television to the local news, which definitely did not help the anxieties running through your head about your boyfriend’s safety.

On the other end, Esteban was sitting inside a van alongside a few other people, who wanted to get home for the holidays as much as he wanted to.

An elderly woman turns to him with a small smile, “Got your wife waiting for you back at home, son?”

“Oh, not my wife yet,” Esteban chuckled softly, his heart softening from the thought of you, “Still my girlfriend.”

“Are you planning to propose soon?” She questioned, “I hope you don’t mind me being a chatterbox.”

Nodding in response, Esteban smiled, “Definitely, she’s just…everything I’ve dreamed of.”

Patting the Frenchman’s shoulder, she replied, “Wishing the absolute best for the two of you.”

Esteban expressed his thanks before turning to stare out the window, snow hindering the visibility of the car to be at a normal speed. He fumbled with the charm that had your initial on his bracelet, wanting to hold you in his arms as soon as he can.

Back at home, you were wide awake. Esteban’s call woke you up at nearly 4 am, and you haven’t gotten any sleep since then. It’s nearly the end of the day, the moon starting to show up.

“Hey, love. I haven’t heard from you since the morning,” You said through the phone, twisting the promise ring on your finger, “I hope you’re safe. I just…I really hope you’ll be home soon.”

Sighing as you put the phone down, you set the food that you prepared on the table – despite the possible fact that Esteban not make it in time for you to welcome Christmas together.

Hearing your phone chime, you immediately grabbed it, only to feel disappointed that it wasn’t from Esteban.

Unknown Number: Happy Holidays! Your package with the tracking number of CSEN21HD8 will be attempted to be delivered today.

Upon reading the message, you frowned in confusion, you didn’t order anything that could possibly arrive at a time like this. In fact, you wondered as to whether or not this could be a faulty package.

Before your thoughts could further wander off, a knock on the door cut them off and you walked to see who it was through the peephole.

You opened the door slightly and frowned, mumbling to yourself, “There’s…no one there.”

Esteban peeked from the side and smiled, “You sure about that?”

“You’re home!” You exclaimed, opening the door wider to pull him in the tightest hug, “Oh, I’ve been worried sick. You didn’t respond to any of my voicemails!”

Esteban chuckled softly, wrapping his arm around you as he closed the door behind the two of you, “Awful reception, but I’m here now.”

“I’m glad you’re home in one piece,” You pulled away to kiss him on the cheek, dragging him to the dining room, “You must be hungry, do you need me to turn up the heater? You want to change clothes?”

“Darling, calm down, I’m alright,” He smiled, looking at you endearingly, “In fact, I have one thing I need to do.”

Humming as you went over to the switch to turn the heat up, “Yeah, what is- oh my god, Esteban.”

Esteban looked at you with a smile while he was down on one knee, a red velvet box in his hands, “Y/N, darling, I honestly don’t know where to begin. All I know is that you’re my person – and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

You had tears in your eyes, looking at your longtime boyfriend in awe, “Esteban…I’m.”

“I gave you that promise ring sitting on your finger right now to signify my never-ending love for you,” He continued on, “And now I want to give you this ring…what I’m trying to say is, will you do me the honor of marrying me?”

Nodding eagerly, you smiled brightly with a few tears falling down your cheeks, “A million times yes.”

Letting out a deep breath, Esteban stood up and held your hand, carefully slipping the ring on your finger and kissing it, “Merry Christmas, darling.”

You hugged him tightly, resting your chin on his chest with a smile brighter than the stars that sat on the sky, “Merry Christmas, love.”

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