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love in a bakery ~ mick schumacher

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synopsis: Mick falls in love with a beautiful young baker and doesn’t shy away from showing her off to his fans.

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yourusername ahhhh!!!! a dream come true!!! my very own bakery, my dream ever since i was a little girl!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

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francisca.cgomes sooooo proud of you babe❤️❤️❤️

yourusername ugh i love you !!😭😭

mickschumacher seeing you in your element has been my favorite thing to see. forever proud of you, liebling❤️

yourusername i love you mickie 🩵

mickschumacher i love you more

user1 YES FINALLY!!!!

user2 half of her sales are gonna be generated by me🫠🫠🫠🫠

user3 i just went there this morning!!!!🤭🤭

user4 OMG HOW WAS IT?????

user3 ugh she's so sweet. her pastries are the best thing i've ever tasted. it was packed even this morning, but she took time to make small talk with every single customer and was overall really nice and thoughtful🫣❤️

user5 was Mick at the opening?

yourusername he was!! albeit very hidden away because he "didn't want to steal the spotlight away from me", but he was there!!🥰

user5 we love a supporting Mick🥹🥹

user6 is it normal to feel jealous of Mick for bagging her?

mickschumacher yes.

user6 BAHAHAHAHA MICK

landonorris where is my package? 😔

yourusername almost finished, slow your horses

landonorris i thought you'd forgotten about me

yourusername you spam mine and Mick's phones every day. i couldn't forget if i wanted to

landonorris 😁😁😁😁

corinna.schumacher so proud of you, dear ❤️

yourusername you’ve been the biggest help, thank you for everything that you’ve done for me ❤️❤️❤️

corinna.schumacher you have a gift, people will be lucky to have a taste of your pastries ❤️

yourusername 😭❤️❤️

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caption: woken up with a lot of love this morning <3

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mickschumacher special guest in the paddock with me today ❤️ tagged: yourusername

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yourusername i love you🫶🏻🫶🏻

mickschumacher i love you and your pastries🫶🏻

yourusername is that why you keep me around?

mickschumacher basically

user1 OMG DID SHE BRING PASTRIES TO THE PADDOCK?🫣🫣

user2 I'M DEAD she's so precious😩😩😩😩

landonorris thank you for the package😁😁😁

yourusername i'm glad you liked it

landonorris my trainer might want to have a word with you later😆

yourusername thanks for feeding me to the wolves

mickschumacher don’t worry babe, i’ll protect you

charles_leclerc Y/N should receive an award for baker of the year👏👏

yourusername thank you, charles. did you like the eclairs?

charles_leclerc i did...

yourusername wonderful😋

user3 not y/n making fun of charles' name😭😭

user4 i need to taste her pastires. IT'S A MUST🫠🫠

lilymhe she's an absolute goddess🩵🩵🩵

yourusername you're too kind lils🩵🩵

kellypiquet P is in love with Y/N now🫶🏻

yourusername precious little P🥹🩵

maxverstappen1 you're gonna get all of us fat🫣

yourusername don't blame this on me. i just brought them, i didn't make you eat them

maxverstappen1 but they looked so good...

mickschumacher stop attacking my girlfriend😠

user5 mick's instagram is slowly becoming a fan page for Y/N and i'm here for it😩😩

mickschumacher can you blame me?

user5 absolutely not. completely valid

yourusername i'm just too perfect😋🥰

mclaren we'd like to submit a request to have your pastries at our motorhomes from now on

mecerdesamgf1 so would we

redbullracing same here

astonmartinf1 put us on the list

mickschumacher OKAY WE GET IT

yourusername that's a whole load of pastries to bake

user6 every team on the grid has fallen in love with y/n and her baking

user7 watch y/n dominate the entire paddock from now on

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yourusername my forever favorite company❤️ (look at my precious pookie angie😭😭❤️❤️❤️) also taking a little break from baking because Mick thinks i'm too involved or something tagged: mickschumacher

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mickschumacher i sometimes think you love Angie more than you love me

yourusername that's because it's true

mickschumacher ......

yourusername love youuuuu

mickschumacher you do bake too much lately

yourusername my demand is high. i'm just that good

mickschumacher ugh

lilymhe you’re so pretty 😭😭😭

yourusername staaaawp you’re gonna make me cry😭❤️❤️

landonorris how are my croissants doing?

yourusername you realize i do have a life, right?

landonorris i do. now, the croissants?

yourusername ….

yourusername almost ready

landonorris 😁😁😁

charles_leclerc we cannot wait to see you at the paddock again, y/n😃

mickschumacher are you using my girlfriend to get sweets?

yourusername be nice, mickie

yourusername charles_leclerc don’t worry, i’ll bring you the eclairs as soon as i get there

charles_leclerc you’re the best☺️☺️☺️

user1 the drivers being obsessed with mick’s girlfriend was not on my bucket list for this year 😅😅

user2 she’s being so sweet to the entire grid 🥺🥺

maxverstappen1 P can’t wait to see you either

yourusername my precious sweetheart 🥺🥺❤️

user3 at this point, everyone loves Y/N more than they love Mick🤣

alex_albon that dog is really cute

mickschumacher she is a beauty, isn’t she?

yourusername do you think your pets would be up for a play date?

alex_albon we can arrange something. as long as you bring some cupcakes 😁😁😁

yourusername deal

user4 they look so cute together 😭😭😭

user5 that dog is their child, nobody can change my mind

lilymhe i miss little angie so much😭😭

yourusername she misses auntie lils as well 😭

alex_albon we have so many pets and you're missing someone else's dog?

lilymhe YOU DON'T GET IT ALEX

yourusername MEN.

mickschumacher you messed with the wrong people Alex

alex_albon 😟😟

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mercedesamgf1 Very big thanks to yourusername for providing us with the best pastries in town!!!❤️ tagged: yourusername

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yourusername always happy to provide for the team❤️❤️

mercedesamgf1 ❤️

mickschumacher this is getting out of hand

yourusername relax mickie, it's my job, you know

mercedesamgf1 yeah mickie, don't interfere with the job

landonorris you made mine with papaya cream

yourusername extra special dose of love and kindness for the team

georgerussell63 MINE WAS SO GOOD

yourusername i’m glad you liked it georgie 😁😁

lewishamilton Roscoe was so happy when he saw the cupcake of himself

yourusername his was made with an extra dose of love 😭😭

mclaren thank you yourusername for the delivery!!! you can mark us down as regular clientele from now on 🥰

yourusername of course you guys 🥰🥰

mickschumacher you people do realize she needs to breathe, right?

mclaren no

redbullracing no

astonmartinf1 no

mercedesamgf1 you have a problem with us?

mickschumacher …no

maxverstappen1 P cried from excitement when we showed her the cupcake with her 😩

yourusername 🥺🥺🥺baby P is my favorite client

mickschumacher didn’t realize i would have to share my girlfriend with the rest of the grid…

mercedesamgf1 make peace with is, Mick. your girlfriend is now our girlfriend

yourusername ☺️☺️i love it when you fight over me

user1 this is actually so sweet of her 😭😭

user2 the fact that she spent so much time making these for them just proves how perfect she is ❤️❤️❤️

user3 how did her and Mick get together?

user4 hahahaha funny story. they actually met in a little bakery in Mick’s hometown, ordered the exact same order and then started talking and here they are almost 3 years later

user3 that is so sweet and so fitting for Mick 😭😭

user5 if Mick doesn’t marry her, i will

user6 mickschumacher can you fight?

mickschumacher for her, yes. bring it

user7 mick willing to fight over Y/N’s pastries 😭😭

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f1version · 2 months

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MY GIRL ♥︎ MSC47

pairing: mick schumacher x girlfriend! reader ( she/her )

summary: mick loves his girlfriend, you love your boyfriend. you love each other on valentine’s day.

author’s note: this smau is chaotic, starts with silliness and ends with a piece of my heart, not much fuss. it’s short and sweet, not my best work but one i’ll remember for falling asleep finishing at 6am after surviving a long night at the lab, feeling incredibly tired. so, enjoy <3

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angie would never do that to me

she knows you're mine

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the people you trust the most can betray you i fear

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good thing she's a dog 🥰

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i’m still hersssss

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then you’re mine because we share everything!!!!

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whatever you say baby

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mickschumacher most stunning girl ever

yourusername i love u

mickschumacher me - 1 / angie - 0

yourusername MICK

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user3 i really thought i would get here before mick

user7 you're so beautiful i CANT

user10 ONE chance ONE

mickschumacher 🤨🤨

user50 LMAO MICK

user04 he's shameless atp

user5 there’s a point in life you stop asking “can mick fight?” because you know he will

user87 ma'am i require outfit details

yourbestfriend can i get a flower 🤲🏼

yourusername ofc my luv 🌷

yourbestfriend thank you babe

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mickschumacher Happy valentine’s day to the girl who lights up my world. My sunshine. My sweet girl. My purest love. Words will never summarize all you mean to me, you are so unique, so remarkably you. And if you asked me to try and put a name to what I feel, I’d remember this one quote: My heart is so full of you I can hardly call it my own.

I love you. You know I do. I’ve fallen for you and I still do every day. Beyond your boyfriend, I’ll always be someone you can count on. Today, tomorrow, in 10 years, in 50, forever. I will do everything I can to support and love you the way you deserve, appreciate you until I give my last breath. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me in these 3 years of partners and many more of friendship. Thank you for loving me so well, for teaching me what it means to love and be loved.

I hope you are my future as much (& more) as you are my present. Because from what I know about soulmates, you are mine ❤️

February 14, 2024

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uglyducklingofthe2000s · 3 months

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More Than A Handful - Mick Schumacher

this was a request by @i-wish-this-was-me for a reader with big boobs. they said any driver and i have written for Mick but i wasn’t happy with the story plots so i ended up just not posting them.

Gonna makes this kind of like an obsession/appreciation of big boobs. No smut for Mick yet. Lot's of love, lot's of fluff.

Mick is generally a sweet, softly spoken and very romantic man. He loves his girlfriend unconditionally and he actually has the likes of Esteban and Lance to thank for pushing him to find the courage to ask her out.

She was actually a stylist for Mercedes via Tommy Hilfiger.

Y/n is not a size 0 despite her position in fashion. She's probably better described as a healthy weight for her height and age. She doesn't have some unhealthy relationship with food and she does workout when she decides she's up for it.

But something Mick absolutely adores is completely obsessed with. Her boobs.

He doesn't publicly go out and grab her boobs to hold like he does when they're alone.

"Y/n?" Mick calls out as he walks into her apartment, she actually lives in Paris because there's offices based there and while she is usually travelling or simply working from home. She likes being close to the office when needed so living there is ideal.

"Hey, baby." Y/n smiles appearing very much dressed down. Clearly having what she'd dupe as a "deep clean" day. Which is essentially her way off spending a day off that she wasn't expecting to see her boyfriend. "I thought you were-oh ok."

Mick sighs lifting her up onto the kitchen island, pulling her vest top and reaches back to unclip her bra, getting it off of her with ease before cupping her boobs.

It's a ritual that she should certainly be used to by this point and she definitely is used to it.

"I finished the sim session early. I think they got all the data they wanted to use." Mick explains while gently kissing her skin. "It's a deep clean day?"

"Well, I mean I haven't got to clean around here for a while, so I figured it'd be good to just try and spend the day catching up with myself." Y/n sighs then laughing when Mick hums rubbing a thumb over her nipple.

Now don't be mistaken. Mick is just as focused on her boobs during sex as he is right now, but this is actually completely innocent. His love of her body isn't always sexually motivated, especially with her boobs and she's never felt as confident about herself as she does since their relationship started.

"I can help." Mick states slightly absently before finally tearing those pools of blue up to meet her own eyes, that soft smile gracing his features as he locks onto her gaze. "You are so beautiful."

"You think so?"

"I know you are." Mick smiles then leaning down and kissing her and of course giving each of her boobs.

Going on a trip with Esteban and a few others for the summer break. It's not probably the most relaxing trip that y/n could imagine. Even if her boyfriend is practically acting as a bra with the amount of time's spending just keeping his hands cupping her boobs.

Thankfully no one cares and it's been pretty normalised as just how Mick is with y/n, but when they are just dozing in the sun. Y/n does jump a little when she gets that weird falling sensation.

"Hey, you're ok." Mick soothes as she rolls so she's chest to chest with him, whining a little at the fact her sleep disturbed itself. Her face moving to hide in his neck.

He sighs gently rubbing her back and gently before he smiles and kisses her neck. Eventually he sort of joins her, just sleeping in the warmth. Though admittedly Mick is just so aware of his comfort coming from the feeling of y/n's boobs pressed against his chest.

Some might be foolish enough to think that Mick's love of y/n's body is shallow but those who know that love includes loving someone's body for the way that it's made. Is one of the best feelings in the world. Y/n couldn't appreciate his constant need to touch her more, even if it's focused in one area. She knows he'd never put her boobs above her personality or a whole other list of things that he loves about her. It's just one of the most physical things about her that he won't even deny himself the pleasure of loving.

Eventually they are woken up and move to join everyone for food.

Y/n works closely with George and Lewis, though Lewis insists he doesn't need to help when y/n pulled up photos of outfits he had previously worn and she give him every reason that they weren't his finest fashion choice (though she also used many of his previous looks as inspiration to move forward too).

"I think Mick should be allowed to style you." Lewis comments as she rummages through the new stock that Tommy Hilfiger has sent over trying to find a specific piece that she thought looked cool.

"I tried that once." Y/n hums making Lewis look at her. "He uhhh...just wanted as close to having my boobs completely out as possible. Which was fun and sort of empowering but I think Toto might say there's a dress code of at least covering under boob."

"If he did, I'd be there to defend you and I'm sure Mick would be too." Lewis states making her smile for a moment before none other than the blonde angel himself appears, very obviously looking for his girlfriend.

"Lewis, Toto is asking of you."

"And you came for me." Y/n smiles moving to hug her arms around his neck. "Lewis was just saying how he's help you teammate up against any accusations of me breaking team dress code with your suggestion of what I should wear for work."

Mick hums leaning down to kiss her as Lewis exits from the wardrobe room. Smiling to himself at the sight of seeing Mick so obviously lovestruck with someone who is easily the most perfect person for him.

"Speaking of you boobs. We have some free time and you said you wanted to spend time at the hotel pool. Would you like to join me?" Mick asks making her roll her eyes before she laughs and shakes her head at him.

"That sounds pretty amazing to me." Y/n giggles before she looks around. "Might steal some of the Lewis rejections. They'll just toss them out and god knows that I can pull any one of this looks off."

"Can I help you find the best pieces?" Mick asks making her eyes sparkle in a way that he knows is exclusive to him.

She has friends in the paddock, she's close to Lewis and George through work and a slowly formed friendship. But the ways he looks at her is returned in the way she looks at him. Nothing but love and admiration runs deep in their affection for each other.

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httpsleclerc · 4 months

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out of the woods

pairing/s: Mick Schumacher x Vettel!Reader, Hanna Vettel (?) x Daughter!Reader, Sebastian Vettel x Daughter!Reader

summary: Romeo and Juliet without the violence and hate but with race car drivers? yeah that seems about right.

cw: nothing much other than a couple suggestive scenes, vettel!reader is a chronic overthinker if you were to squint, not proofread!

w/c: 2.9k words

You weren't quite sure when you had fallen in love with your best friend, but you were sure you could pinpoint it somewhere around the time that him and his sister had tagged along on your family's summer vacation, your father telling you that there, under no circumstances, was there to be any funny business with Mick. Hanna was quick to remind Sebastian that they were 16 once too, and you were the proof of that - It wasn't that your dad regretted having you, no, not at all, it was just that she wished that herself and Sebastian had waited a little bit longer before having children, hence the large age gap between you and your two younger sisters. But you were sure that sometime during your sixteenth summer, you had fallen in love with Mick Schumacher - You had fallen in love with the way that his hand always rested on the small on your back, the way that he leaned over you to reach for something and how he always laughed at you innocently about how small you were in comparison to him.

That night you hoped and prayed to some higher being that it wasn't true that you were indeed falling head over heels in love with your childhood best friend. How were you supposed to admit your feelings for him? What if he didn't feel the same way as you did? You would be throwing away 9 years of friendship all over a silly teenage crush - And it wasn't as if this was just some boy you were friends with at school, this was one of your dad's friends sons, he was your best friend and you were head over fucking heels in love with him.

Hanna knew that something had been bothering you, however - Of course she would, you thought to yourself, she was your best friend (after Mick, of course). The fact that Sebastian and Hanna had you when they were so young meant that you had grown up being extremely close to your mother and father, and it now meant that you struggled to hide anything from either of them, but more specifically your mom, she knew you both inside and out so hiding anything from her was impossible.

"Can I come in?" You heard from the other side of the door, you were lucky that you were able to have your own room at this point, but your two younger sisters shared a room, while Mick and his sister shared a bedroom, meaning that everyone was at least satisfied with where they were sleeping. You thought you would have fallen asleep easily, having lit a candle and having the rain battering against your window - some summer vacation this was turning out to be, you thought to yourself. For some reason however, you couldn't seem to fall asleep. Although you blamed it on the fact your body clock was probably entirely messed up from travelling around so much, deep down you knew it was because your mind was racing with thoughts of your best friend. Thoughts of how he had gotten so much taller over the summer, thoughts of how his hand sometimes would rest sometimes too long on the small of your back, thoughts of - hold on, your mom was outside.

"Yeah, come in," You called back to your mom, turning your phone off and putting it on the bedside stand to charge, shaking yourself of all thoughts of your best friend who you were separated by only a wall. Hanna opened the door to your room and made her way over to your bed, silently motioning for you to budge over so she could sit beside you. "Am I in trouble or something? Because those beers of dads going missing had absolutely nothing to do with me, mama." You were so so confident in thinking that was what your mom wanted that you had just inadvertently snitched on yourself.

"...No, but we'll talk about that later," Hanna laughed as she watched the realisation dawn on your face at the fact you had snitched on yourself. "No, I just wanted to talk to you, your dad just put Emilie and Mathilda down so I thought I'd come see if you were still awake." You smiled as you leaned your head on your moms shoulder, it was rare that you had any moment at all with your family since you had moved up into formula 3 after winning the formula 4 championship last season - Sebastian and Hanna liked to joke that you were driving a kart before you could walk and talk.

"Well, I am," You confirmed to her, just in case she hadn't noticed, and as much as you were tired and need the sleep, you wouldn't miss sitting up and having a girly chat with your mom for anything in the world. "I don't know how you keep up with Emmy and Tilly as well as dad, that like...3 toddlers." The two of you laughed at your joke as you rested your back against the headboard of the bed you sat on. You missed your mom more than anyone when you were gone, more than Mick, but that wasn't the point - No one quite understood you like your mother did.

"So...I saw the way you were looking at Mick earlier," You blushed as your mom nudged your sides, Hanna giggling at the way you became all sheepish and blush - she knew you were in deep for the young Schumacher. "Aww, you have a little crush on him!"

"No! No I do not!" You defended yourself poorly, you knew it was a poor attempt since your mom burst out laughing at you for it. "Okay, fine. Maybe I do, but I can't do anything about it because if I do he might not feel the same way about me and then I just make things weird and we stop being friends and then-"

"Please take a breath, honey," Hanna cut your rambling off, fearing that if you kept going that you would run out of breath and pass out. "If he doesn't like you back, then he's an idiot, okay? You're funny, and you're beautiful - He'd need to be an idiot to not love you," Your mom assured you, holding your head as you leaned on her shoulder. "I just can't believe that you might have your first boyfriend," She smiled almost sadly. "I wish you had stayed as my tiny baby girl forever but I guess you had to grow up at some point, and now you're this talented double of your dad who I feel like I know less and less everyday but I somehow still know everything about." You sighed as you laid down beside your mom, shifting down so you could lay your head in her lap which was covered by the duvet which you both lay under.

Everyone assumed that since you followed in his footsteps that you were a daddy's girl, but you were your mama's girl through and through, and you could almost feel any stress or tension exit your body as soon as she started threading her fingers through your hair.

"What do I do, mama?" You asked Hanna, remaining in the same position as thoughts of Mick's varying reactions ran through your head - would he admit that he felt the same as you did all along? Would he be mad at you for ruining your friendship? Would he laugh at you and call you an idiot for thinking that anyone as handsome as he was could ever, ever love you? Hanna let out a heavy sigh as she continued to run her fingers through your hair.

"I think you should tell him, baby, you know that your dad will definitely have some...stern words with him if he makes you upset." In some way, you thought you would be able to blame your mom, since it was her that had gotten you and Mick introduced in the first place.

Sometime in 2006

You wandered around the F1 paddock, your tiny heart almost beating out of your chest as you called out for your mother, only to be met with the roaring of the engines of the cars which surrounded you seemingly at all times. You held tightly onto your beloved blanket, white and adorned with a print of small bees all over the fluffy piece of fabric which smelled like your mother, hence the reason you clung to it so tightly.

"Mama?!" You called out for her, your voice breaking as you came to the overwhelming conclusion that you were lost forever and would never see your parents again - Hanna did say that you got your dramatics from Sebastian. You sat down as you became so overwhelmed with emotion, breaking down into tears as you clutched your blanket in your small hands and continuing to cry your little eyes out.

You were sobbing so hard, you barely registered the man in a bright red suit crouch down in front of you, gently reaching out for you so's not to frighten or disturb you since you already appeared to be significantly stressed out.

"Hey," The man gently shushed you as you tentatively took the hand he held out for you, he made that sure you didn't drop your beloved blankie - judging by the grip you held onto the fabric with, it clearly meant a lot to you. "It's okay, just take a big deep breath," He tried his best to soothe you, but it seemingly worked as your sobs died down to mere sniffles. "There you go, you're okay, yeah?" You sniffled and nodded in response to the mans question, as you tried your hardest to remember where you had seen his face before. "Can you tell me what's wrong?"

"I lost my mama and I dunno where she is," You told him, a pout forming on your face as tears once again flooded your eyes and threatened to spill over. "And I dunno where my daddy's garage is." Okay, that gave him more to work with.

"Do you know which team he is with? Then we can go to the garage together and maybe your mama will be there," He asked you, smiling in relief as he knew now that he'd be able to get you back to your parents safely.

"Yeah, the one with the blue and white circle," You told him, you didn't quite remember the name but with the information of the logo, he knew where to take you and who you belonged to. Micheal held your hand as he led you to the BMW Sauber garage, where your mother and father could be heard bickering over whose fault it was that you were now missing. "Mama!" Hanna turned quickly as she heard you call out for her, quickly crouching down to hold you in her arms tightly.

"There you are! You scared me, Y/N!" Hanna lifted you up and held you at her hip, holding you tightly as though if she held you any less you would suddenly go missing again. Sebastian let out a sigh of relief, thankful that his friend had returned you safely - meaning that he wouldn't have to sleep on the couch for losing you. 'Thank you so much for bringing her back." Hanna thanked Michael, who smiled and waved her off as a response

"It's fine, really. My son Mick wanders off all the time so it's a normal occurrence for us at this this point," Michael smiled as he thought of his son. "Maybe they could be friends, at least then they would be wandering off together."

current day

You groaned quietly as you started waking up, the Swiss sun streaming through the gap where your curtains didn't quite meet. Turning on your side, you smiled to yourself as Mick slept peacefully beside you, his arm around your bare waist as he pulled you closer to him.

"Stop watching me, schatz," Mick grumbled sleepily, a small yet tired smile coming to his face as he heard you giggling to yourself, he could listen to your laugh for hours and hours on a repeat loop - He wasn't sure when he had fallen in love with you so hard.

"You watch me sleep all the time before you go to the gym in the morning, so it's only fair," You countered his argument with your own, placing a small kiss on his lips as he hummed in response to your argument.

"Oh yeah? And how would you know if you're asleep?" He chuckled as he saw the realisation on your face and the pout that followed, God, you were so adorable. "Good morning, Meine Liebe." You grinned as you looked at Mick, carefully studying every feature on his face, just in case he ever disappeared from your grasp, not that you would ever let him, of course.

"Good morning, Micky," You laughed once again as Mick groaned as you used the nickname you had been using for Mick since you were both small children. You smiled as you placed a small kiss on his lips and you hummed contentedly as he returned the favour, his tongue smoothly sliding into your mouth at the first opportunity. You giggled as Mick moved you so you were straddling him, wearing nothing but an oversized Mercedes T-Shirt, his oversized Mercedes t-shirt, something you knew that if anyone saw you in, would get you in hot water with Horner.

As you continued your early morning make out session, you felt Mick's large hands rest on your hips, bunching up the t-shirt just below your boobs. Your hands made their way to Mick's hair, gently tugging as he bucked his hips up to yours. It seemed that everything was going your way, before your bedroom door burst open and you were quick to roll off of Mick, pulling his t-shirt back down to cover you and covering the two of you with your duvet.

"Good morning, you two," Your dad greeted the two of you as he made his way into your bedroom, you swore he'd become a bigger pest now that he was retired and was around all the time. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything important in here." Sebastian grinned as he knew that he was winding you up and you were falling for it, you rolled your eyes and groaned in response to his antics and hid your red face in Mick's chest.

"Go away, old man!" Your grumbled words were very clear to your father though your face was hidden in Mick's chest. Sebastian just laughed you off, even though he could hear Hanna's voice in the back of his mind telling him to just wake you and Mick up and not wind you up in the process. Mick also laughed as he put his arm around you, finding it adorable how easily embarrassed you got despite the fact that the two of you had been together since you were teenagers.

"Okay okay, well your mother sent me up here to tell you that breakfast is going to be ready in 15 minutes if you're going to be joining us," Sebastian informed you, finally getting to his point and seemingly leaving the two of you to get ready, until he turned around and pointed at both you and Mick. "And no more funny business between you two, I was 16 when I was a dad, I don't want to be a grandpa at this age."

"DAD!" You groaned as you threw your pillow at him, Sebastian grinning as he dodged your toss and laughing as he shut the door of your bedroom. "God, he's been such a nuisance since he retired, I don't know how mama puts up with him." You complained to Mick, the two of you rolling out of bed.

"I dunno, love, you do make it pretty easy to get you all wound up," Mick defended his mentor and friend, but quickly took it back when he seen the glare that you were giving him. "I-I mean, I know he was so out of line for that." He feared his reflexes weren't as finely attuned as your dad's appeared to be and it felt too early for you to be throwing projectiles at his head.

"Yeah I thought so, I was very nearly taking back your bedtime privileges." You joked with him, watching his jaw drop in fake offence at your empty threat.

"That's just a lie because then you wouldn't be limping like you are right now," He smiled as you furrowed your eyebrows and pouted.

"Oh yeah, I wonder who's fault that is, Micky."

"You weren't complaining last night."

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SOMETHING BROODY !!! MICK S. X FEM!READER (18+)

summary: dilf!mick really wants more…

content warning: smut under the cut (minors dni!), pwp, use of explicit language, unprotected sex (use protection yall) body worship, breeding kink, mentions of lactation, broody!mick

note: cursing tle anon but it’s okay she gets to have the best of both worlds with the wholesome content then the filth after. enjoy xx (this is also my tenth smut— what’re y’all doing to me…?)

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broody.

that was the first thing that came to mind when she saw her husband pouting in the corner of the room while their little daughter gave her slobbery kisses all over her face. he was fucking pouting instead of grinning widely at the sight of his girls— and she knew exactly why he was reacting like this.

mick schumacher was brooding, and all she could do was giggle at the sight of his cute pouting. their daughter looked so much like him— so much like him.

and while she was amused at the sight of him, he wasn’t feeling the same way. in fact, all he felt was nothing but pent up frustration as she continued to act all innocent— pretending like she didn’t see how much he needed her.

“da,” their little girl, minna schumacher, was indeed a delightful girl. with her pretty eyes and chubby face, she acted as a welcome distraction for mick’s needs — putting her hands over mick’s face before her open mouthed kisses attacked them.

“minna,” mick’s wife said with a giggle, smirking at the german driver’s direction as she continued, “dada’s upset no? give dada a kiss? maybe that’ll help him.”

mick scowled at the direction of his wife, watching her fall from laughing hysterically before his eyes looked down at the baby.

“da da da,” minna babbled, letting out a high pitched squeal when mick chomped on her little fingers.

“num, nyam nyam— so cute i could just eat you up!” mick exclaimed, grinning as minna giggled. “you deserve everything, minnie baby.”

mick looked up to see his wife shifting on her seat, the tank top she'd just put on was tight around her chest as she adjusted the straps. his eyes continued to watch as she adjusted her top, not even noticing the smirk on her face before she slightly tugged down her shirt — her breasts were plump and taunting him.

“da!” minna exclaimed, getting frustrated at the lack of attention from her father before mick looked back at his daughter with a cheeky grin.

“‘m sorry, liebe,” mick murmured, pressing loud kisses all over the infant’s face as he continued, “dada will give you everything youuuu want~”

“in fact,” mick glanced at his wife, “if you ask dada for a sibling? i’ll give you as much as you wan’, little baby.”

“you don’t even have to ask for one,” he grinned cheekily, now staring at his wife as his eyes darkened. “i’ll make sure you’re happy with all the siblings you’ll get before you can even walk.”

his wife shifted in her seat once more.

yeah. he really was brooding.

a whimper escaped her mouth pathetically, her legs hooked over his shoulders as he grunted quietly.

he covered her mouth and shushed her, “shh, you don’t want her to wake up, schatz.”

her eyes were covered in tears, her pussy too overwhelmed with his girth as he pressed his hand at her stomach. his eyes gleamed in excitement, “ya feel that?”

she nodded frantically, her senses turning up to a notch as his cock slid in and out of her like it was a puzzle being teased to be completed. “that’s me, schatzi.”

“you look so fucking hot, love,” he crooned quietly, his body weighing the two of them down as he continued to fold his wife in half.

he looked down at her writhing body, admiring the youthful glow that mixed with motherhood as he grinned. her postnatal body — despite having a baby who’s close to turning one — showed nothing but the marks of love and devotion for their child. one that they made and continued to raise with pride.

he just couldn’t believe that this body grew the little one that they have now. his wife was a goddess and he couldn’t find himself denying that.

his thrusts turned frantic as he chased his high and hers, hips slamming against hers as she whimpered quietly, her fingernails making marks on his back as he let out a strangled moan, “god, you’re so fucking beautiful. so good f’me— such a pretty woman with the prettiest body.”

“growing my child in this body— fuuuuck~” he groaned, “gonna give you more to raise, schatz. y’want that?”

“mm- hm,” she nodded as she cried quietly, her sensitivity increasing as her walls tightly clenched his cock.

“gonna fuck you ‘til you have more of my kids,” he whispered in her ear, his fingers rolling her nipple as liquid escaped her breast. “gonna fuck you full— make sure that these tits are full of milk again— y’want that?”

“you’re gonna give our girl more siblings,” he whispered heatedly, his cock stilling to fill her cunt to the brim as he groaned.

she let out a high pitched moan before her body eased from the orgasm, feeling herself stuffed by his cum as her body finally calmed itself.

full was what she felt. content was what they both felt as they cuddled closer, legs tangling together as they breathed quietly.

then she spoke with a grin, “you really were brooding.”

mick chuckled and shoved her playfully, “shut up.”

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Die from a broken heart | MS47

― Pairing: Mick Schumacher x wolff!reader (she/her) ― Warning: mentions of food, jealousy, and a secret relationship; angst with a happy ending. (3k words) ― Summary: After a fight with Mick, your secret boyfriend, you find yourself crying in your father’s arms, and it won’t take much for Toto to connect the dots. The thing is: what is going to happen when he finally does? (based on this request)

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“He’s just a friend!” Yn finally snaps, voice getting louder and thicker in frustration.

Mick, who’s at the other side of the room, arms crossed, and face twisted in a frown, scoffs at her words just like he’s been doing the past few minutes they have been fighting.

“Yeah, but at this point, so am I to everyone who knows us,” his remark makes her heart clench.

She loved him, she was sure of that even though they had been together for less than a couple of months. They had known each other for over a year. They were friends before becoming lovers. So his harsh words and his lack of demonstrating hurt hit her differently.

Fighting with someone who won’t match your screams can be slightly worse than fighting with someone who will. Mick had his voice even the whole time, lips pursed, eyes hard. His cheeks flushed from the alcohol, and his stance wide, but other than that, he did not cave, did not scream, or point a finger at her.

“And what do you want me to do Mick? You wanted me to make out with you in front of everyone so they could record and we could wake up being the news headlines tomorrow morning? You more than anyone know how the media can be pushy, how they can break beautiful things.”

“Guess sometimes you don’t need them to break it, those beautiful things will break themselves,” he retorted, walking past her and to the door.

“Where are you going?” Yn asked, tears gathering in her eyes.

“I don’t know, it doesn’t matter to you.”

And just like that, he gave his back to her.

Her sweet, loving, patient boyfriend turned around and stormed off the room as if he was done. As if their relationship was done for.

She loved being Toto’s daughter. Loved being a Wolff, and all the things that came with it, except how her dad’s fame would play out in her life. She wouldn’t mind the constant travel, something she really liked as a kid. She wouldn’t mind the constant questions about her dad and F1, and driver X and Y. She wouldn’t mind the cameras whenever she went to the paddock. Now, she hated how her name affected her relationship. Fair enough, she doesn’t know how she would meet Mick if she weren’t a Wolff. You can never guess destiny, maybe in another life she would have worked in F1 and they would’ve met. But the fact was, she hated how she had to keep their relationship a secret at least for a bit before telling her dad. He had a rule about not dating drivers, but who was she to resist ocean-blue eyes and a dazzling smile?

When Yn started dating Mick they agreed to keep it under wraps until a month or so.

But now it’s been six months, and though Mick had suggested they talk to Toto and Susie, Yn was a bit taken aback. She was postponing the confrontation.

She hated how he stormed off. Hated the feeling of being left behind. It felt like he didn’t want to put effort into fighting with her, as if he was done with the relationship.

Ordering from the app, Yn took a cab to her Dad’s house, and though she tried to keep herself together, the second he opened the door wearing his flannel pajamas, she couldn’t help but sob and hug him.

Toto frowned in confusion but held his daughter, closing the door behind them.

Susie, sitting on the couch, got up, “Oh, baby, what happened?” Her soft tone made Yn cry harder. She clutched her dad and Toto shared a look of worry with his wife.

“Am I gonna be alright?” she whispered against the soft material of Toto’s pajamas.

“You will, baby, you will.” He compromised even though he had no idea of what was happening. Yn was still his baby in his head, he would move the world if it meant making her happy. So he kissed the side of her head, and asked: “Now, you wanna tell me what happened or want me to tuck you in bed?” Yn was similar to Torger in a lot of things, one of them being how she needed to sit on her feelings before talking about them. He knew it, but he always gave her the space to choose, either talk about it as soon as it happened if by any means she wanted a change, or simply wait for her to come around.

“Bed,” she mumbled.

She got a kiss on her forehead from Susie and shared a small teary smile with the oldest Wolff, before following her dad to her childhood bedroom. The decorations still intact, everything the way she left it.

She took off her shoes and coat, and lay in bed, letting Toto drap the comforter over her body and adjust the heather.

“Dad,” she calls with the smallest voice, yet he catches it. It’s like when you become a parent you get some superpowers, you get to hear better so whenever your kid cries from a different room, baby monitor or not, you’re able to pick it. Another thing is that you become good at telling whenever they’re lying or hiding something, that’s why when Yn apologizes and tells him it’s about her secret boyfriend, he’s not mad. A bit hurt that she waited to tell him, but not mad.

“Did he do something?”

Yn shakes her head, “It’s just regular couple stuff, I guess.”

“You came here crying, that shouldn’t be regular couple stuff, Hase.”

This time she nods her head, “It’s our first major fight…I didn’t know what to do, or where to go.”

“I’m glad you came home,” he stated simply, kissing her forehead. “Now get some rest, we’ll be here for breakfast in the morning, ja?”

She agrees, turning on her side and closing her eyes just as Toto turns off the lights and closes the door. Her childhood bedroom used to be the safest and comfiest place and whenever she got there it wouldn’t take more than ten minutes for her to fall asleep, yet it still took her a couple of hours, crying hours, before she finally drifted to sleep.

In the morning, Yn woke up to the fresh smell of breakfast and a weird car noise so close that she opened her eyes to discover Jack setting up a whole Grand Prix on her bedroom floor while waiting for her to wake up. The image of her youngest brother pushing cars around made her smile.

“So, is this der Großer Preis von Österreich?” she asked, and Jack gasped, faking a scare with her waking state, but was quick to jump into her bed, hugging his sister.

“It’s my version of the Austrian Grand Prix, in this one we win!”

“What makes you think that we won’t win in real life?” she arches her brow, knowing all too well how smart her baby brother is.

“We don’t have the best car in the grid, but we do have the best drivers, so…maybe we can root really hard and get it?”

“That’s how I like to see it!” They share a high five.

“We also have the best team principal, you know?”

“Yeah!!”

She chuckles.

“Now, let’s get some food in, shall we?”

Jack eagerly nods, running to the door, but stopping in his tracks just when he reaches the door handle, “Maybe you should…” he points to his face. “You look kinda funny…like a panda.”

“Oh-!” Yn smacks her face after looking at her white pillow case now dotted with dried mascara. “Thank you, Jackie. I’m on it.”

“I’ll wait for you,” he states, turning to his toys and sitting on her carpet again.

She smiles. Though there was a big age gap between them, they had always been close, and Yn missed her little brother every second they spent apart.

She washed her face, changed into more comfy clothes, and gave Jack a piggyback ride to the kitchen where Susie and Toto were just finishing setting up the table.

“Morning!!” Jack greeted loudly making Yn wince with how close he was to her ear. Toto chuckled, taking him in his arms and kissing his smooth cheeks.

“How’d you sleep, honey?” Susie asked Yn after she got a kiss from her dad and he left carrying Jack and a big jar of OJ.

“Ok, I guess…Do you happen to know how to take mascara stains from a pillowcase?” Yn asked, eyes cast down, voice laced with a bit of embarrassment that was quickly pushed aside by the older who hugged her close.

Deep down what she really wanted to ask was: can someone die from a broken heart? What does one do when they have no idea what’s going on? Can you go blind from crying so hard? Was she exaggerating? Did Mick have a shitty night as well? Were they going to be alright?

“I’ll get it sorted for you, how do we feel about some Apfelradln like the old times? They used to cure your pouty lips when you were a kid.”

“They would sure sweeten a bit of my mood,” Yn confesses with a small grin, and they walk with linked arms to the breakfast table.

It’s loud and boisterous, full of smiles and giggles. It feels good to be home, even though there’s a nagging deep down in her heart, a longing. Breakfasts with Mick used to be a mix of things, sometimes full of laughs, other times just the crunching noises and smacks of kisses against any available piece of skin from the other.

Susie pulled her from her thoughts, dropping some of her favorite Austrian breakfast on her plate, and Yn smiled, digging into the sweet food.

When Toto and Susie left to get some things sorted for the Race that Weekend Yn stayed with Jack to get distracted. She knew she would most likely run into Mick had she decided to join her parents, and the hurt was still too raw to put a finger on it now. Maybe she would call him later, and see if he would answer. For now, she got busy with Disney movies playing in the background while she and her little brother put some Lego figures together which proved to be a terrific distraction.

—

“Did you get into the sim earlier than scheduled?” Toto asked when Mick entered the garage, big bags under his eyes and no sign of his trademark sweet smile.

The Schumacher shook his head, “Nah, just couldn’t get much sleep last night.”

“Did something happen?”

“Love happened,” he mumbles, walking to one of the rooms to drop his things there, not before grumbling on the way about how hard relationships were.

Susie who was beside Toto shared a knowing look. The arched brows and darting eyes silently get to the same conclusion.

“Do you really think…?” Toto finally voices and his wife shrugs, biting her lips.

“Maybe. They’re good friends…maybe they’ve been more and we failed to see it.”

Toto sighs, moving the headphones that are on the desk.

“Please, don’t smash it,” she jokes, and he pinches the bridge of his nose.

“She’s our baby.”

“She’s twenty-three, Liebe.”

“Ja, but still…”

“If you asked me to choose someone in the Paddock, it would be Mick. You’ve been working with him for a while now, we both know he’s a good guy.”

“That’s the problem!” He points and Susie arches her brows in confusion, “I’m supposed to hate my baby’s boyfriend, or give him a hard time, but I actually like that blond Ken doll, ugh.”

Susie burst into laughter, and Toto can’t help but let the smallest grin grace his features.

“She’s everything,”

“He’s not just Ken, and you know it, Torger.”

“Well, to me he’s just Ken. She’s my everything, and he’s just Ken.”

They share a look, before Mick walks back and sits on one of the computers across from them, fingers quickly typing on the keyboards.

“You sure you’re ok, kid?” Toto asks and Mick nods.

“What do you think of dinner at ours tonight, Mick?”

The German seems surprised with the invitation but is quick to recover. He scratches his neck and then nods, “I would like that, thank you.”

Susie kisses Toto’s cheek and gives Mick’s shoulder a small squeeze before leaving to do her thing.

Later that day, when the doorbell rang and Toto called for Yn and Jack, motioning for his daughter to open the door, she wasn’t expecting to face her boyfriend with two simple yet pretty bouquets in hand and a wine bottle in the other.

“I-...I thought you may be with your best friend,” his voice is like a whisper, almost as if he was talking to himself, but Yn caught it. She was used to his traits.

“Nope, I came straight to my parents.”

And just when he opened his mouth to say something, Jack came barreling into his legs, “Mick!!!”

“Heya, Jackie! How’s it going, buddy?”

“I’m good! I missed you. It’s been forever since we played games!”

“I know, I’ve been a bit busy, sorry,” the blonde made a face and messed Jackie’s hair, before looking up again only to find Susie at the door as well.

“You’re just in time, Mick.”

“Did you invite him?” Yn asked, confused.

“We sure did.”

“These are for you, and for you,” he gives the flowers to Susie and then to Yn who takes a step back when her body involuntarily leans towards him for a hug.

“Thank you, Schumi,” Susie kissed his cheek and opened the door wider for the German to get in.

He greeted Toto in the kitchen and helped finish setting the table. On the way home Toto and Susie discussed if the invitation was truly a good idea, if Yn would be mad, or if there would be any tension in the room, but as it happens, things were good. Mick was used to the Wolffs, he felt comfortable around them, and there wasn’t space for awkward silence, not with Jack around, or when Austrian dishes were involved because Toto would proudly explain the detail and story behind everything as if the name wouldn’t do it justice.

“I’m sorry I stormed off,” Mick hesitated for a second. They were doing the dishes while Susie and Toto got Jack ready to bed, and finished some of the chores around the house. And though Mick had a feeling about the whole arrangement, Yn was sure that her parents had set it up. She knew them all too well. “I know how much you hate when people walk off while you’re talking, and I know how you hate to sleep angry. I’m sorry if it seemed as if I was pressuring you into telling your parents about us, I think I’m just…I love you and I wanted to share this with everyone, but I forgot to consider your saying in this.”

She shook her head, trying to keep her tears at bay. It was the first time he said he loved her. Upon seeing the tears finally streaming down her cheeks, Mick dried his hands on the towel and stopped them just before they reached her lips. She smiled this time, and more tears gathered on his fingers. Mick dipped his head and kissed them away.

“I love you too. I’m sorry I didn’t consider your side as well,” she admitted, threading her fingers on the nape of his neck and enjoying the feeling of his soft strands against her skin.

He smiled, but it didn’t last long because their lips found one another in a kiss that tasted like salty happy tears and forgiveness. She missed his warmth and he missed her softness.

“We should tell my parents now, you know. Since we’re already here.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, they invited you to dinner after I got home crying, they probably pierced everything together.”

Mick chuckled and pecked her lips again before turning back to the dishes. Once they were done and walked to the living room with dessert plates in their hands, Toto shared a knowing look with his daughter. Yn sat beside Mick on the smallest couch, and they both looked like two teenagers about to confess they passed the curfew and skipped class both in the same week.

Susie smiled.

“I…we have something to tell you guys,” Yn stated, shaking her legs up and down on the sofa, and she would probably go round and round before getting to the point, so her boyfriend ripped the bandage.

“We’re dating.”

“We were going to tell you guys, we just…were waiting for the right time and…”

“It’s ok, love,” Susie reassured.

“It is?” Yn asked.

“Yeah, but I won’t forget you got home crying last night,” Toto huffed, crossing his arms and looking at Mick whose eyes grew two sizes bigger.

“That whole thing was exactly about telling you guys,” Yn started, telling them how everything started and how she was afraid of their reactions. Her parents listened attentively, Toto would eye Mick every once in a while, to which Susie would grip his thigh even though she knew he was just messing with the German.

“Alright, it’s fine by me, but we still have to talk, young Schumi.”

“Of course, Toto.”

“It’s Sir from now on,” he stated and Mick opened his mouth looking for the right words, but settling only for a quick nod and a “Yes, Sir” which caused Susie and Yn to laugh, knowing the oldest Wolff long enough to catch when he was messing with someone.

“It’s a joke, kid. Welcome to the family,” he got up, and shared a quick hug with the youngest, but not before adding, “But I hope to God she doesn’t come home crying again, or else…”

“It won’t happen again.”

“What are you whispering to each other?” Yn intervened.

“Nothing,” Mick was quick to answer.

“I’m just telling him how happy I am to have him in the family now, right?”

They would eventually talk more, but for now, both were satisfied where things stood. Mick was happy to have the Wolffs' blessing somehow and to share with his own family about his relationship, and Toto was relieved his daughter wasn’t dating a driver from a different team.

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jaeeyaaasworld · 1 month

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Brother's Best Friend - MS47

Featuring: Mick Schumacher x Reader

Warnings: mentions of an awful date, Mick is really a sweetheart and a desperate mess, a bit smutty at the end to MDNI

Requested: Yes/No

"are you really going on a date with him?"

Esteban, your brother asks you, as you're sitting across from him and his best friend Mick.

"I mean- yeah, why would I not? he seems gentle"

you say, shrugging your shoulders as you placed a piece of tangerine, that Mick peeled for you, in your mouth.

"gentle doesn't mean that he's for sure not a predator"

Esteban remarked, making Mick snort and you sigh.

"come on, Estie. if I don't put myself out there I won't have any friends apart from you two"

you said, taking another piece of tangerine in your mouth as Mick gasped.

"what's wrong with us?"

he asked offended, making you chuckle.

"you have your own group of friends and some of them still treat me like a child, I hate it"

Mick and Esteban exchanged a look and shrugged, getting back to the conversation that they were having before regarding Mick's new motorcycle.

time skip

you should have listened to your brother.

this guy was a freak, within the first few minutes of the date you already wanted to leave and never look back again.

he was talking all about himself and the way he was an amazing guy and how all his exes are still in love with him, his ego obviously too big for his own stature.

as soon as you could you ran to the bathroom, closing the door behind you and hurriedly taking your phone out to dial Esteban's number.

"come on, pick up pick up"

you whispered under your breath, praying for your brother to pick up quickly.

your brother though, didn't seem to pay much attention to his phone.

so your only hope was one guy: Mick Schumacher.

you pressed his name in your contacts, not really expecting him to pick up any time soon, knowing that probably he was hanging out with some of his friends right now.

but to your surprise, Mick picked up really quickly,

"hey, sweetheart. is something wrong?"

he asks immediately, knowing that you were actually supposed to be on your date, which made him worry a lot more then he himself expected.

the voices in the background of his part of the phone call made you stop; he was really with his friends.

"oh, you're busy right now? o-okay, I can try calling Esteb-"

"no no, tell me, sweetheart. I'm all yours, what do you need?"

he interrupted you, as you heard a door closing from his side of the call.

"alright, you were right, he is a freak. can you come pick me up?"

you asked softly, despising the fact that you were actually saying that he and your brother were right.

"for sure, give me the address of the restaurant and in five minutes I'll be there"

he says, hanging up quickly to get on his helmet and place his spare one on his elbow, speed walking towards his motorcycle in his friend's driveway, while his phone dinged with your message with the address of the restaurant you were in.

while he was getting out of his parking spot, you took in a big breath and got out of the bathroom, knowing that it was just a matter of time since Mick was here to pick you up.

you sat back down on your seat, a fake smile on your face to not make it look like you were trying to run away as quick as possible.

time skip

fifteen minutes have passed since your call with Mick happened and you were waiting for him for arrive any minute.

you really hoped that he didn't make a big scene with the guy because of his public figure and for your own embarrassment.

the guy kept talking about how he got a promotion the other day at work and you kept nodding mindlessly while throwing glances at the restaurant doors.

before he could finish what he was saying a man wearing an helmet and with another helmet in his hand walked in through the restaurant doors, his head going left and right to search for someone through the tables.

you quickly recognized Mick physique and the familiar helmet as he finally found you on the far right table, he pulled up the helmet visor and did a bee line through the tables to get to your table.

he gave you the spare helmet that was in his hand and nodded his head towards the door.

"let's go"

his voice was a bit muffled from the big helmet around his head but you could understand perfectly what he wanted.

you got up to follow him out, but your date got up with you and took your wrist to keep you with him.

"are you gonna go with him? you don't even-"

he couldn't finish his sentence as Mick walked towards him, narrowed eyes only a few inches away from the man's face, making him let go immediately.

Mick didn't even need to say anything to him to make him let go, taking your hand in his and gently guiding you outside of the restaurant and towards his bike.

he placed his spare helmet on your head, pushing it down and closing the strap under the helmet for you.

Mick quickly got on the motorcycle, giving you his hand to help you get on the bike behind him.

as soon as you got on, he turned the bike on and started riding the bike out of the restaurant parking lot and towards his house.

he wasn't gonna leave you alone after another bad date, he knew how you felt guilty everytime something went bad and him or Esteban had to come rescue you from the shitty situation you got yourself in.

he stopped at the red light right before his house, he straighted his back, his arms stretching to reach your exposed legs to rub them up and down.

his hands could feel the goosebumps on your skin from the cold breeze that was hitting your skin on the motorcycle.

what he didn't know was that part of that goosebumps on your skin were caused by his hands on your bare legs, how his fingertips felt on your skin and how his big hand could circle your whole leg easily.

but soon the light turned green, making his hands leave your skin to get back to riding with both his hands.

he parked the motorcycle inside his garage, giving you his hand again to help you get off his bike this time, getting off right after you.

you took off his spare helmet, looking at him apologetically as he got out of his own helmet.

"I'm so sorry"

you start.

"I know, I keep doing this and I probably should just suck it up for one night and let you guys be-"

Mick stopped you before you could get too deep into your thoughs, placing an hand up and making you shut up immediately.

"let's get inside first, then you can say all the bullshit you want"

he said, his harshness almost shocking you, as he gestured for you to walk up the stairs that took you into his house.

you walked up the stairs in front of him, walking into his house and getting into the kitchen to place his spare helmet on one of the stools that circled the island in his kitchen.

he got in and sighed while placing his helmet and his protective jacket on the couch, turning towards you and placing his hands on his hips as soon as he was done throwing his stuff on the couch.

"illuminate me, what were you saying?"

you gulped as he looked at you with that intimidating stare of his that you really hoped you never saw directed at you.

"I was saying... I really should suck it up for one night and let you guys be, I'm sure you were with your friends and I disturbed you and I'm sure Esteban is with his girlfriend and I called him out of the blue and-"

you started overthinking, gesturing around with your hands and stuttering sometimes, but Mick interrupted you.

"you know, Y/n... you're right, I was with my friends. but as soon as I got your call I ditched everyone and ran to you"

he started walking towards you, getting so close that you could feel his breath on your face and the smell of his cologne was as strong as ever.

"you know what that means?"

he asked, caging you with his arms on either side of your waist, both hands resting on the island behind you.

"what does that mean?"

you ask, big eyes staring up at him, he felt like he couldn't resist any longer, he couldn't keep it in himself any longer, he felt like if he didn't touch you in the next five seconds he would die.

but he tried to keep his hands to himself, couldn't risk to get the most precious girl on the planet get uncomfortable because of him.

"that I'm so whipped for you. so whipped that I would leave the most important meeting of my whole career if it meant saving you from a freak and having you safe at home by my side, so whipped that I would ditch any woman on the planet to be with you any second of my life"

he started whispering, his hands finally making contact with your waist, rubbing your waist softly over the cute blouse that you put on for that freak you were going on a date with.

"I knew I was done for the moment you walked into my life with that little smile of yours and those sweet hands that love to rub my shoulders whenever I am sitting on a chair, I wanted to learn everything about you and I finally did it. I know everything you like, everything you dislike. Y/n, I know everything"

Mick continued, his arms getting you up to sit on the island of his kitchen, his body placing between your thighs as his hands placed themselves on the bare skin of your thighs.

"apart from your sexual likings, obviously, but I promise I'm a fast learned. I would do anything you ask me to, destroy anything that annoys you. I would set the world on fire just for you"

he said, one hand rubbing from your thigh to your jaw and the other rubbed over your leg, reaching right before your knee to pull you in towards his body.

"why can't you see it, Y/n? I could be perfect for you"

Mick finished, his lips ghosting on yours, almost touching.

but Mick took your silence as a 'no', as he was preparing himself mentally to put space between you two and probably not feel any of your skin on his anymore.

what he didn't expect was you pulling him in by his collar, smashing your lips with his in an heated kiss.

his hands started roaming your body before he could even think about what was happening and you were already pulling his body as close as possible to yours.

one of your hands was on his chest while the other was in his hair, messing them up so good that he didn't want to fix them ever again, as if he found his favorite hairstyle.

you didn't waste time as you hopped off the kitchen island to slowly push him towards his couch, your lips never leaving one another.

you pushed him to sit on the couch as you pulled your blouse off, leaving you in your skirt and lace bra.

his mouth opened in disbelief, his bulge pretty evident in his jeans.

"I'm so desperate, you can't even imagine"

he whispered, not really to you, but more to himself.

"I can see it, no need to imagine"

you tease, getting closer to him, making his eyebrows furrow as he stared your body down.

"I want to worship you my who-"

he couldn't finish his sentence that his phone started ringing in the pocket of his jeans.

he got his phone out of his pocket and looked at the id, eyes widening slightly as he responded.

"hey, Esteban"

Mick greeted his best friend, trying to not sound like he was about to fuck with his sister.

"hey, have you heard from Y/n? she's at that date and she called me but I was with Flavy and I didn't hear her call"

he started panicking.

you got closer to Mick and got on his lap, your lips finding his neck as he tried to keep his voice steady on the call with your brother.

"uh- yeah, yeah. she's- uh, she's at my house. she's already asleep, she told me she was rea-really tired"

he lied through his teeth as he threw his head back to give you better access to his neck.

"oh- okay. well, I'm coming over tomorrow morning to pick her up-"

Esteban said, but got interrupted by Mick.

"no- I'll... I'll accompany her to your house, it's no problem"

he said, making Esteban frown.

"right... well, okay, have fun kiddos. oh- and make sure you use a condom"

Esteban teased with a chuckle.

"oh, fuck you"

Mick said with a laugh.

"my sister probably will"

Esteban joked, making Mick chuckle and hang up on him.

he turned to you as you looked down at him with a smile.

"where were we?"

Mick asked.

"oh- right, me worshipping you my whole life"

he said, placing his hands on your arms to flip you around on the couch and placing himself between your thighs.

#formula 1 #formula one #formula 1 x you #f1 fluff #mick x reader #mick schumacher #mick imagine #ms47 #mick #mick schumacher x you #mick schumacher x reader #mick schumacher x y/n

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harianaswhore · 3 months

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⟡ other drivers ⟡

NONE OF THESE ARE WRITTEN BY ME

ᵐʸ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʳᵉᶜˢ

— ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳⁱᵈ ⟡

barty the 2nd (smau) - @lorarri

thirsty thoughts (VERY suggestive) (^)

missing piece (angsty) - @katebishopsbow

grid kids (series, sebastian vettel and grid) - @pucksandpower

vettel reincarnate (series) - @disneyprincemuke

positions (by ari) fics (this is everything to me btw) - @turcott3

— ˢᶜᵉⁿᵃʳⁱᵒˢ/ʰᵉᵃᵈᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿˢ ⟡

makeup shopping with the boys (f) - @verstappen-cult

getting caught making out with the boys (sexual references) (^)

boys reacting to being called pretty (mostly f) - @ln444

a privilege called love (f) - @inblurtub

dating f1 drivers (mostly f) - @hauntedrain

moment f1 boys realized you were the one (f) - @itsvelyria

in a relationship with the f1 drivers (suggestive) - @its44indahouse

f1 driver's favorite spot to kiss you - @mirohlayo

— ᵒˢᶜᵃʳ ᵖⁱᵃˢᵗʳⁱ ⟡

rookie love (smau) - @astonmartinii

kiss it better (^)

cherry lip balm (^)

the smile (smau) - @dreamauri

stick around (f) - @scuderiahoney

my valentine (s) - @thatsdemko

confidence (smau) - @maplesyrupsainz

barbie (smau) - @isimpoveryou

— ˡᵉʷⁱˢ ʰᵃᵐⁱˡᵗᵒⁿ ⟡

king of my heart (smau) - @cieloclercs

keys to the benz (smau, sexual innuendo) - @imnameimswrld

fashionable couple (smau) - @formulaa-1

hi barbie ! hi ken ! two (smau) - @redbullgirly

him being a simp for you (headcannon) - @itaipava

thick and thin (f,a)- @agendabymooner

around the world (f)- @lewisvinga

— ᵐⁱᶜᵏ ˢᶜʰᵘᵐᵃᶜʰᵉʳ ⟡

jealous!mick (f) - @folkloresthings

i see the light (f) - @writingshushf1

santa doesn't know you like i do (f) - @f1version

interrupted (mentions of smut) - @russellsppttemplates

leclerc!reader (smau) - @pucksandpower

maahi ve (smau) - @love-belle

vlog (smau) - @absolutelynotmate-archive

count me in (smau) - @verstarppen

lovers rock not allowed christmas kids (f) - @luckylzclerc

a vettel and a schumacher walk into a bar (f) knock knock (smau) - @monzabee

sweet dream was over my hand was the one you reached for (a) - @v5ttelfilms

— ᵈᵃⁿⁱᵉˡ ʳⁱᶜᶜᵃʳᵈᵒ ⟡

ultimate wing man (smau) - @astonmartinii

keep it private (smau) - @marlenesluv

forever kind of love (smau) - @chrisevansonly

— ᵃʳᵗʰᵘʳ ˡᵉᶜˡᵉʳᶜ ⟡

kissing in the rain (f) - @thebearchives

forgiveness (f) - @starlost97

fan behavior (smau) - @lxclerc

black cat gf (smau) (^)

it's you and me (smau) - @lecsainz

party girl two (smau) - @natailiatulls07

— ˢᵉᵇᵃˢᵗⁱᵃⁿ ᵛᵉᵗᵗᵉˡ ⟡

jealousy jealousy (s) - @uluvjay

just you wait sunshine (a) - @unsolvedjarin

helmet kisses (headcannons) - @forteafy

drink water, not alchol (f) - @sebscore

me and my husband (smau) - @starkwlkr

i wait for you two three (smau) (^)

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likethegardensofbabylonn · 28 days

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seb was encouraged by mick to try WEC cars!!!

#mick schumacher #sv5 #sebastian vettel #ms47 #wec #smick

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mythunderstorm · 9 months

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Close | MS47

mick schumacher x fem!reader

summary: spending a whole day with your boyfriend and your family is nice, amazing even but sometimes you’re just craving an intimate moment with your lover, without interruptions or the fear of doing too much pda infront of parents :p

warnings: +18; cockwarming; mick just being an absolute sweetheart lol; this is short af; minors dni

masterlist

You are exhausted. Absolutely exhausted. You love your family, really you do. But sometimes it’s just.. too much. Normally it’s your boyfriend who helps you staying calm. Being directly by your side, holding your hand, being your anchor. But today was so stressful and chaotic. So many people running around, trying to talk to you or either the famous Schumacher junior.

You may have been at the same place today but it felt like you guys were so far away from each other.

Now you’re standing in your shared bathroom, brushing your teeth, finally. The day is coming to an end and you couldn’t be more relieved. You are craving the warmth and love of Mick and you feel like you’re going to die if you don’t get a kiss within the next minutes.

After removing your Make up you make your way into your shared bedroom, spotting Mick on the bed reading a book. You lean on the doorframe for a few seconds, allowing yourself to admire the absolute beauty of the man who is yours. You still cannot believe how lucky you are.

Slowly, you walk towards him, stopping next to his side of the bed. Careful you remove the book from his hands, putting it on the nightstand. But not without placing a bookmark on the correct page.

You slide into his lap easily, one of your hands moving to the back of his neck to play with his hair, while his hands settle on your hips.

„Hi.“ he smirks.

„Hi.“ you whisper back.

He‘s looking at you with so much adoration and you simply can’t wait anymore. You bridge the last centimeters, kissing him slow but passionately.

You’re hugging him so close, pressing your entire body against his while hiding your face in his neck.

„You okay baby?“ „Mhmm.“ you answer. „Just missed you, that’s all.“

A small laugh escapes his mouth. „We‘ve been together all day sweetheart.“

„Still missed you. So much“, you shrug.

„Anything I can do for you Liebling?“ he asks.

„Just wanna be close to you.“ you say, pushing your face even further into the crook of his neck, if that’s even possible.

You guys remain silent for a moment, soaking up each other’s love until Mick starts to speak again „you wanna be closer?“

A silent „please“ escapes your mouth, but it sounds more like a whine.

Tapping your ass lightly Mick signals you to raise your hips so he can free his cock more easily from his boxers.

He knows teasing is the last thing you want right now but he just cannot help himself, rubbing the tip of his dick on your clit, which is still hidden by your panties.

Wiggling you hips a little bit you let out a whiney „Micky please!“ so he decides he teased enough, moving your underwear to the side to finally slide inside you. He goes slow, so you can get used to the stretch but right now you simply do not care so you help out by pushing your hips back down until you can feel his pelvis under you.

Mick groans, letting his head fall onto your shoulder. „Fuck baby, you’re so wet.“ „Only for you Micky, only for you. Been craving your touch all day.“

„I‘m right here Liebling. Ich liebe dich.“ Your boyfriend answers, pressing a loving kiss on the side of your head.

„I wish we could stay like this forever. Today was so hard for some reason. I know you were there but you weren’t by my side and I just got so overwhelmed.“

„I‘m so sorry I wasn’t there mein Schatz. I missed you too. Du bist die Liebe meines Lebens und jede Sekunde ohne dich ist absolut schrecklich.“ You’re the love of my life and every second without you is absolutely horrible.

God, you feel like you’re on the verge of crying. Mick is sweetest guy and you still don’t understand why he chose you.

This moment is perfect, utterly perfect. You know you have to get back to reality at some point but right now only you and Mick exist, no one else. Just two people who love each other and are as close as humans can possibly be and yet it’s still not close enough.

#mick schumacher #mick schumacher fluff #mick schumacher smut #mick schumacher x reader #mick schumacher imagines #ms47 #msc47 #formula one #formula 1 #f1 #f1 fic #f1 x reader

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f1version · 4 months

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SANTA DOESN’T KNOW YOU LIKE I DO ‧͙*̩̩͙❅ MSC47

pairing: Mick Schumacher x reader ( she/her )

summary: Mick and you have been best friends for years, been through the good and bad, but feelings change and thoughts spiral. Will this holiday time make both of you realize that you could be the one?

warnings/info: fluff, best friends to lovers, miscommunication (they’re avoiding each other), kissing, a bit of anxiety, a try-to hallmark movie my way through fics.

word count: 2.1k words

note: inspired on sabrina carpenter’s song! hope you like it, have a good day and happy holidays!

snowglobe, a holiday special

DECEMBER 20, 2023

It’s cold outside; snow is falling everywhere but not with enough force to block the streets or close the stores. Usually, when the weather looks like this, you would call Mick and bake those cookies he loves. He would put on his ‘Emotional Support’ apron and pretend to help. You would tease him about how he never does anything, just there to eat, and he would laugh, eyes lighten up, and say something along the lines of—I just passed you the flour! or whatever ingredient he helped you grab from the shelf ten minutes back.

Sometimes you wonder how you ended up in this place, so desperately in love with your best friend, with butterflies in your stomach when he hugs you, a silly smile on your face when he tells some awful joke, and an enormous fear of telling him, sort of. It doesn’t matter; that won't stop you from baking cookies on such a pretty snowy day.

You: Wanna come over? I’m making cookies

Mick: Very busy right now

Mick: Just do them without me

You: that's alright

Here’s the thing: Mick’s been acting as cold as snow since the last time you saw each other a week ago. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, not that you are aware of; you were watching Hallmark movies together, and he decided to leave abruptly before the movie ended. Maybe it’s just an emergency, he said, but he’s been running away from you for days, your friends confused over the whole thing.

You wonder if he’s noticed. Lately, your friends have spent a lot of time telling you how obvious it looks—shiny eyes paired with a never-ending smile. They have also suggested it’s mutual, which you hope because all you've wanted to do before your family's Christmas party is to confess, but who knows, maybe you’ve all been watching too many movies.

DECEMBER 22, 2023

“Are you sure you didn’t do anything to make him mad?” Alicia, your best friend, asks. She came in to leave some decorations for the party on Sunday, but one life update lent to another and of course, the Mick situation came up.

“It doesn't even seem like he’s mad at me,” You say because it’s true, you’ve known Mick long enough to know how he acts when mad, “he’s just ignoring me.”

She sighs. “Then why don’t you ask him what’s wrong?”

You’ve asked yourself that a couple of times, but the answer is still not clear, usually is as easy as walking down the street to his house but this time the thought overwhelms you. “Because I'm scared?” You answer, out of breath. “I don't know. I’m focusing on the party, especially because Mom doesn’t come back until tomorrow evening.”

“Honestly, my suggestion is for you to ask him before the party.”

You sigh, knowing she’s right. The Christmas party is a tradition your families started eleven years ago, after Alicia, Gina, Esteban, Mick, and you decided to become inseparable at one of Mick’s birthday parties. This year it will be hosted at your family home, and with your mom away in Germany for a work conference, you’ve had your friends come around and help. They’ve all shown up but Mick. What the hell is his problem?

“I know Ali but,” Your phone starts ringing, Mickey is displayed on your screen with a picture of Mick carrying Angie. Alicia rolls her eyes and encourages you to take it with her head. “Hello?”

“Hi. I'm panicking a bit,” he says, the background noise lets you know he's in his car.

“Why?” You ask, forgetting you were having a crisis on this. “Is everything okay?”

He sighs. “It’s embarrassing, but I have no idea what to get your mom,” he says, and you laugh. Last year, you were having this exact crisis about Corinna.

You hum, thinking, “She wanted new pedals for her bike. Loved some she saw in Bike World; you’ll have to drive a bit, but I’ll send you the pic.” You put your phone away, change the call to speaker, and open messages, sending the picture your mom sent you a month ago. “There you go.”

“You are a lifesaver.”

You smile, letting out a laugh. “I know, idiot.”

“Bye, love you,” he says. Your calls always end like this; it’s a habit, so you mutter Love you back and hang up.

Alicia is staring at you, a grin on her red lips. “I hate both of you,” and she laughs, grabbing her keys and purse, about to leave. You’re somehow dumbfounded.

“What?”

“Bye, love you. Love you,” she mimics, and you feel heat rise up your cheeks. “You guys really need to talk; I’m done dealing with him too.”

“What? Ali, it’s a ha-”

“I’m coming back at six”

“Alicia!”

“Just ask him!” She closes de door before you can even ask her to come back.

DECEMBER 24, 2023

Needless to say, you didn’t talk with Mick on the 23rd. Too busy dealing with the party and, as Esteban said, too busy avoiding the topic.

Now it’s 7 p.m., warm lights tint the house while friends and family sway along the music in the background. Mick has been around since ten in the morning, bringing presents, a couple of ingredients that your mom was missing, and decorations, which he then helped put together. Now he’s just in full black attire, wine in hand, singing along to the song playing. Once again, you're too busy in your world to notice him approaching you.

“You always know which songs to play,” he says. Because he knows it’s your playlist reproducing. You know that’s one of his favorite songs.

“I try my best. But I also know it’s one of your favorites,” you answer, and he hums. There’s a void between you, one that hasn't been there before. It's not the tension when you fight or the longing when you're upset; it's not the excitement of seeing each other after months of traveling or the mischief when you prank your friends. It’s different—something that has been building itself for months—and you are too oblivious to understand what it is.

“You look beautiful,” Mick says, not looking at you but at his drink. He’s looked at you enough tonight, he thinks. You look up, suddenly feeling an outrageous urge to kiss him. Try and see if that’s the answer to all your questions.

He’s faster though, clears his throat, and says, “I’m going for more cookies.”

And he leaves. Your eyes stay on his back as he takes one cookie from the snack table. See him hum to the taste. You smile, bittersweet, What is going on, Mick? You want to shout at him, tell him in a million different ways how confusing all of this is, but that’s a talk for tomorrow; you’ve decided, you can't escape it any longer then.

"Shatz,” Someone calls and then says your name.

“Hm, yes, mom?” You ask, and it’s time to eat.

[ 10 minutes later ]

You are in the middle of dinner, or gossiping time, as Gina calls it, when Aunt Adelaide starts asking each one of you—the single, young members of the family and friends—about relationships. It’s not your favorite part, but a lot of fun commentary comes out of it.

Hearing your name, you know it's your turn. “Do you have anyone special yet? Maybe a secret boyfriend you don't want to tell us about?"

You laugh, “No, no. But I hope someone comes along this year.” First, you have to get over Mick, you think, and laugh a bit more.

“I have a neighbor I could introduce you to, dear. He’s a lovely young man.” She always has someone to present you to; it’s surprising. You try to go on dates with them, but they never end up working.

“I’ll think about it.” You say this as the loud sound of silver hitting the floor calls everyone’s attention.

Mick abruptly stands up. “I’m sorry,” he says as he picks up his fallen fork. He looks uncomfortable, like he’s had enough of the food, the music, or the topic. “Excuse me, I’m going for another one.”

The table has fallen silent. Aunt Adelaide is looking at you in amusement, a playful grin on her face. Someone nudges your shoulder, and you know it’s Alicia. Her eyes stand on a strange middle ground between confused and knowing, tilting her head in encouragement, like she always does. You also stand up, not so abruptly, but now everyone looks at you expectantly. “I’m going. Excuse me.”

You follow Mick to the kitchen; thankfully, it's far enough from the dining room that no one will bother.

“Mick?” You call once you’re there. His head is on his hands, and he is murmuring inaudible words to himself. "Mick, what is going on?"

He looks up, his hair messy. He’s overthinking, and you don't know what to do. You feel lost looking at him, far away from his thoughts and feelings. “What do you mean? Everything is alright.”

“You don’t look alright,” you say, shaking your head. “You’ve been acting strange.”

“No, I haven't. We’re alright,” he lies once again, picking on his thumbs.

You sigh, knowing this is when you talk about it—no script, no thinking, just questions and hope for answers. Whatever is budging him has his anxiety running in full force. “No, you’re not, and we're not; I have no idea what just happened, and you're acting as if you barely know me."

He takes a deep breath, runs his fingers through his hair, and looks at you with his deep blue eyes. You see questions being asked but don’t understand how to answer them. “It’s nothing; I'm just. It’s hard to explain; you won't understand.”

“I will try to understand then, like I always do.” You promise, taking two steps forward, close enough to reach out and hold him, "Just please talk to me."

“I don’t want to mess things up between us,” he says, sounding afraid. It reminds you of the time sixteen-year-old Mick broke your favorite perfume by accident. He didn’t want to tell you, too afraid you would stop talking to him. You really hope he didn’t break anything, material or not.

“You won't. I will be here for you.”

“I just want,” he stops himself once again. His eyes never leave yours, so you open yours a bit, waiting, listening to whatever he has to say, and it seems to work because he just says, “You."

“What?” You blank, not knowing what to say or do, not knowing if you understood correctly or if it’s the movie's effect once again. You see the exact moment in which he panics.

“No, fuck. I’m sorry, I.” He looks everywhere but your eyes, searching for an exit. Your first instinct is to grab his hand, keeping him where he is.

“I could,” you say slowly, looking at your now-intertwined hands. “I could be misunderstanding all of this, but, Mick,” you say, looking at him. He’s looking back, hope in his gorgeous sky blue eyes. “I like you, but no, not even. Mick, I’m so in love with you it hurts. I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while, but then you disappeared. You didn’t want to see me; you were acting different, and I got so worried, but I think...”

“That we are both idiots,” he says, a small smirk growing on his lips.

“Yes, yes, we are.”

He smiles and brings his free hand to your cheek, says your name like it’s meant for him to say forever. “I’m in love with you too, so much. I got so scared when I realized that I didn't just like you, that I couldn’t hide it anymore. And then our friends started saying how obvious I was being.”

“Same here,” you say, laughing. He moves his hand, pulling you in for a warm hug. It feels different than any other you’ve shared; the last two pieces of a puzzle you’ve been building together, finally finding their place. It��s a breath of fresh air. Mick’s hands are all around you, softly caressing your back, his head buried in your neck, leaving a small peck before distancing himself enough so he can see your face. You want to ask if it's appropriate to kiss him now.

But he's the first to talk. “Quick question."

“Shoot."

“Do I need a mistletoe to kiss you?” He asks, and you laugh loudly. Shake your head in embarrassment. Oh, how you love this man.

“As much as I enjoy the tradition, all you, Mick Schumacher, have to do is ask,” and now it's his turn to laugh, brings you closer while doing so.

“Can I please kiss you?"

You pretend to think about it and decide to tease him a little bit: “Is that what you asked for Christmas?"

“It’s the exact thing I asked Santa Claus for."

“Then merry Christmas, Mick.”

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mafia!Mick Schumacher

Mick Schumacher x fem!reader

Gn is alright too!

Summary: Just few moments with Mafia!Mick Schumacher x fem!reader.

Warnings: sunburn, sassy reader, mentions of blood and dead body, fluff and teasing I guess? Not much of Mafia at all 💀

!english is not my first language so feel free to point out any mistakes or errors!

Also picture is not mine! Credit goes to owner!

Fem!reader would be working for him as his personal assistant. Fully knowing what he does for a living and her being alright with it because she gets paid well. She would be his right hand that always reminds him when he has an important meeting, bringing him drinks like tea or coffee when he doesn't go to sleep or when he's feeling cocky, he would tell her to choose the shirt she likes on him to just mess with her because he likes to see her face all red. You not wanting to look at him, feeling overwhelmed.

Mick would start to remove his black t-shirt and be like "Which one do you like more on me liebling?" All cocky with that pet name in German knowing it works on her. "The white button down shirt you ass." She would say not being scared at all, knowing that he would never hurt her for anything she says. Mick would just chuckle, throwing a smirk her way as she's leaving him to change his clothes. Feeling butterflies in stomach.

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He would fall first, she would fall harder.

Fem!reader would be secretly loving Mick but being an ass to him because she's scared that if she opens to him, he would leave her, so it's better if she hurts him by saying all the mean things and acting like she doesn't care instead of her getting hurt, but it still be hurting her feelings.

But Mick knowing better, he would be so caring towards her, never forgetting her birthday and buying her a little cupcake with candle on it with colorful flowers that she loves, letting her borrow his jacket when it gets cold, giving anyone death stare the moment someone says anything disrespectful to her or just making her feel uncomfortable, always having an spare hair bands somewhere in his pocket or on his hand, like it's middle of the July and she was rushing to his office because for the first time she overslept in few years.

Coming to his office apologizing that she came later than usual, she would sit behind her desk that is opposite of his. Being all sweaty from the weather and forgetting her ice coffee on her way there she didn't have much luck.

Sanding from his desk and going right behind her, he would found one of the hair bands, taking strands of hair and began to make her a ponytail, "I can do it myself" she said as he gently, so as not to hurt her, he would run his hand through her soft hair that she washed before she went to bed last night.

"I know you can, but let me, '' Mick said as he adjusted the rubber band on her head, kissing the top of her head as she tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear that didn't want to stay in place. "Thank you Mick, you didn't have to " she said feeling all shy "You're welcome love."

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Mick is definitely a pet name king. Teasing you at any given moment. Not having peace even at your home when you came from the bathroom freshly shower, you hear your phone buzz and saw Mick's photo on your screen, so you pick it up thinking none of it and he would just start blabbing some nonsense to annoy you. "You know liebling, I really enjoy the mean facade you're trying to make." He said chuckling and anyone who would hear Mick right now, wouldn't say that he belongs to the mafia at all.

"You're seriously like a man-child" you said, now all annoyed. "Don't you want to go for coffee sometime?" huh? You thought "Bye Mick, call me when you need something important." Hanging up, you have to slow your breathing as you hold your phone closer to your chest now all frustrated.

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I think fem!reader wouldn't take him seriously at first. Just a pure assistant that does her job the best she can. Yes, time to time seeing a dead body, blood and everything like that, but she doesn't care enough for that. Sometimes she thinks he just wants to use her and then leave her. So she would be distant with him as much as possible those days.

He wouldn't like that. He can't be nothing but gentlemen around her. So he's always opening/holding doors for you. "After you liebling.”

And definitely would say some shit like "You're playing hard to get" whereupon you answered him "you're playing hard to get rid of". Both of you not meaning anything like that.

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Fem!reader would always deny him from buying her expensive things, but him being Mick Schumacher will always buy you anything and I mean anything you want. He would take you on his yacht when he takes something like a holiday or 3 weeks off and said that you have it as free time. With him.

There would be so much pda. A lot of it. Mick will definitely sit next to you and will lay his hand on your thigh when you are eating breakfast/dinner or any other food. "Is it good?" Mick asked as he looked at you, your mouth full of fruits. "It's delicious," you said, smiling at him.

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Fem!reader forgetting to put sunscreen and getting sunburn. "What did I tell you, hm?" Mick said with a bit of a disappointed tone in his voice. "Come here liebling, you need to hydrate it." He said now softly, knowing that it must hurts you.

Lots of small touches that make goosebumps on your skin, when he puts his hand on your lower back and starts rubbing small circles there as you put your head on his shoulder, now finally being comfortable. Your eyes are heavy as you feel him kiss the top of your head.

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It was supposed to be Kimi but somehow it ended up being Mick so... maybe Kimi is gonna be next?

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macaiv · 3 months

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#🥹#esteban ocon #eo31 #mick schumacher #ms47 #2024 Alpine Car Launch

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pucksandpower · 1 year

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can you do a leclerc!reader x mick schumacher au of them soft launching their relationship and her being a merc fan instead of ferrari and people loving it and making jokes 🥰🥰

Mick Schumacher x Leclerc!Reader - Instagram AU

y/n_leclerc

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y/n_leclerc an adventure down under

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charles_leclerc are you staying safe?

y/n_leclerc yes, charles

lorenzotl and using sunscreen?

y/n_leclerc yes, lorenzo

arthur_leclerc and keeping away from strangers?

y/n_leclerc don’t even start with me, arthur

oscarpiastri why didn’t you tell me you were visiting?

y/n_leclerc because three overprotective brothers following my every move is enough

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher had an amazing time in australia 🤙

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zoomyschumi australia looks good on you

mickymouse why does he look like when violet beauregarde starts turning into a blueberry in charlie and the chocolate factory? 😭

paddockgirlie i can’t unsee it now

mickandcheese got that winter break glow

y/n_leclerc

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y/n_leclerc my eyelashes are frozen

📍Piteå, Sweden

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charles_leclerc where is your scarf? you’ll get sick

y/n_leclerc stop, i’m not a child

charles_leclerc i still don’t get why you’re in sweden in the middle of winter

y/n_leclerc 1) it’s beautiful and 2) i got to meet up with seb

leclercupdates isn’t the ROC happening in piteå right now?

talkingtifosi yes but her brothers are not competing so i’m not sure what y/n is doing there

leclercupdates maybe just cheering on a friend? she got close with seb when he was teammates with charles

feralforferrari or a boyfriend with all the time she spends around drivers 🤨

leclercupdates she hasn’t posted anything about a boyfriend since she broke up with her ex over two years ago so i doubt it

y/n_leclerc

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y/n_leclerc time for a change of scenery

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charles_leclerc who are you and what have you done with my sister?

charles_leclerc blink twice if you are being forced to wear that

y/n_leclerc i decided that black is more my color

charles_leclerc there is black ferrari merch. you don’t have to cheer for our competitor just because you got sick of wearing red

y/n_leclerc no thanks

charles_leclerc what do you mean “no thanks”?

charles_leclerc answer your phone, y/n!

mercedesamgf1 🖤

scuderiaferrari no

y/n_leclerc

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y/n_leclerc the many moods of mick

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charles_leclerc please tell me that you spontaneously got hired to be a mercedes photographer and this doesn’t mean what i think it does

y/n_leclerc i would … but then i’d be lying

charles_leclerc you promised not to date drivers!

y/n_leclerc do you have that from me in writing? otherwise it’s not a binding contract

charles_leclerc stop ignoring my calls

charles_leclerc this isn’t funny

y/n_leclerc really? i think it’s hilarious

f1wagupdates paddock drama incoming 🍿

leclercupdates i know her brothers are going to hate it but y/n and mick will make an adorable couple

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher one year with this pretty girl

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charles_leclerc my eyes must be playing tricks on me because there’s no way i just read that you’ve been with my sister for a year already which would mean you’ve been dating my baby sister behind my back for 12 months

y/n_leclerc your eyes are perfectly fine

charles_leclerc and your boyfriend is as good as dead once i get my hands on him

y/n_leclerc i don’t think ferrari will like their driver getting arrested for murder

mickymouse maybe mercedes should hire some bodyguards for mick 🫣

f1wagupdates okay but imagine their future babies that are half leclerc and half schumacher

charles_leclerc there will be no babies!

f1wagupdates 👁️👄👁️

gridgossip the producers of drive to survive are salivating right now

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thisismeracing · 5 months

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Super shy | MS47

SOCIAL MEDIA AU

― Pairing: Mick Schumacher x plus size!reader (she/her) ― Warnings: mentions of food, shy!reader, and tooth-rotting fluff. ― Summary: The one where your boyfriend is your biggest fan to the point of turning his account into a fan account or something of the sort. Or, Mick and Yn's relationship through the years. ― A/n: none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps, but the work is and I do not allow it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

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2020

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ynusername what a beautiful season! super proud of my blondie :)

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mickschumacher thank you for being by my side through it all! I love you, pretty ❤️

user2 Yn you're amazing, but coffee with ice and milk is a crime!

collegefriend congrats, mick, the whole class was rooting for you!! 🥳

⤷ collegefriend2 the whole class: our friend group that happens to have seven people in it lol

jackdoohan send me the pics you took 🙏🏻🙏🏻

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mickschumacher Yes, we decided to adopt! Meet Angie Yln-Schumacher 🐶❤️

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jackdoohan omg you two look like a fifty years old couple sometimes 🥸

⤷ mickschumacher that sounds so single of you, I might have to ignore 🤨

ginaschumacher omg bring her to the ranch asap!!!!!! (also, you look perfect on this set, yn!!! ❤️❤️❤️)

⤷ ynusername love you, G 💖

user05 can Yn please share her skin care routine with us? home girl is glowing!!!

ynsfriend the shirt omg hahahaha I love you guys sm

username1 Angie is so cute!!

ynusername 🩷🩷🩷

2021

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ynusername went vroom vroom this weekend 💙

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user03 I am so ready for the paddock pics aaaa

mickschumacher love you, pretty!

⤷ ynusername love you more, blondie <3

oconzinho31 omg so this is his gf?? She’s stunning!!!!

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher had a great week ❤️

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estebanocon it was nice catching up with you guys

⤷ ferrarifanatic he says as if they weren't together every weekend lol

⤷ schumashoes nah but they were gossiping I'm sure, during the weekend the focus is racing

ynusername 💞💞

lancestroll 🥂🥂

charlesleclown I wanted to be Yn sm. Can you imagine being this pretty and also dating Mick Schumacher?!

2022

ynusername

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ynusername 💛 a little throwback time to Angie a year ago

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ginaschumacher omg I'm so used to seeing Angie that I didn't notice she lost her puppy face

lilymhe 🤍🤍🤍

1directionpaddock all of her dumps are so aesthetic, I'm in love

yukilover Yn you should show your face more, you're so pretty 💘

mickschumacher my princess and my queen ❤️

⤷ ynusername yeah, Angie is our little queen 💗

⤷ mickschumacher you're my queen, silly 😜

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lancestroll where am I? 🤨

⤷ estebanocon you were gossiping with Yn and Albon

⤷ ynusername as if you weren't gossiping in the last pic huh

⤷ strollingaround LMAO get them, queen!

hamiltontouch can someone make a fan account for Yn clothes? I need all of her sets, they're too perfect!!

lewishamilton ❤️❤️

rbrvettel can we keep seb forever please? :(

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ynusername It's the most beautiful time of the year 💚❤️🤍

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ginaschumacher one more xmas together 🥰

mercmick I WANNA LIVE ON THIS DUMP!

jackdoohan 💚

mickschumacher every time is the most beautiful time of the year as long as I'm with you

⤷ ynusername you're so cheesy

⤷ mickschumacher just for you 😚

monzasainz I wanna cry they're so cute

2023

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mickschumacher month dump: sza concert, we adopted a sister for Angie, and we're moving to a bigger place 🤍

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estebanocon now you're a father of two

interlagoshamilton Mick account is actually a fan account for Yn I said what I said 🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️

⤷ tauritsunoda and you’re right, bestie!

happyricciardo I wanna be loved the way Yn is, get flowers, and praises, and have a man obsessed with me the way Mick is with her *crying in single*

hammert1m3 THEY'RE MOVING TO A BIGGER PLACE CUZ NOW THEY HAVE TWO DOGS, AND DKGJDKHJD OMG IM SO HAPPY BUT IM CRYING

ynusername I love you forever, blondie 💗 here to many more years together

⤷ mickschumacher I love you the most, Schatzi

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My Person - Mick Schumacher

written by alocon

Summary: You're an aggressive driver... except when it comes to him

Before you read: Couple of curse words x

fc: N/A

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MS47 X Fem!Reader

Mad Max had seen nothing on you when you got crashed into in a race. The media, especially Drive to Survive, had always portrayed you as some evil, harsh, aggressive woman when you were nothing but a sweet, loving soul behind the camera, behind the racing where people actually know you. Sure, you weren't too big on making friends or pursuing friendships with people you didn't trust. You were friends with all the drivers, though. Even if you weren't best friends with them all, you were still relatively close with them all. That didn't stop the media from treating you as though you were the human equivalent of a pile of garbage. Typical.

The drivers insisted that you were completely different from racing but no one believed it. Your positive radio messages praising good moves, even those against you, weren't shown and all your good deeds seemed to be overshadowed by DTS. You had fans though who knew all that you liked and what you were actually like.

It didn't matter to them, though. To the media, to DTS, you were nothing but an evil, harsh, rude, disrespectful driver. You couldn't help being passionate about your job, though. You wanted to make your family proud. You wanted to make the whole of Brazil proud. You needed to make the whole of Brazil proud. So it made you tough, determined, it made you realise that there isn't much you wouldn't do to achieve your dreams. If it meant all your time and effort, it meant all that time and effort. Every. Single. Bit. But that's just something that came with being a Brazilian, determined Formula One driver who's dad was THE Rubens Barrichello.

Your dad and Michael Schumacher were closer than people believed. It was sometimes played off as a rivalry with a hint of friendship but, realistically speaking, they were relatively good friends. You weren't too close with their family, though, until around 2009. You had always been a very determined racer. And that meant being overly competitive in your karting days. Most of your karting group weren't as close with you because of that. Except one person - Mick Schumacher.

The friendship between you both had started off with you being quiet and closed off to everyone. He had been very determined to change that. Over time, you had learnt to tolerate his bubbly, smiley self and had started to care deeply for the man. He was the only person you allowed yourself around. You had never once raised your voice at him. Then again, you had never been angry at him post race. He had always been there if you had been taken out of a race. Whether that be him having DNFed as well or after he finished a race, he would always be there for you. And you were for him. No matter what happened, if he finished the race, if he dnfed, etc. you always made it very very clear that you were proud of him. You never let him feel anything but an incredible driver, an incredible person. Because that is exactly what he was. A good talent in a shitbox Haas. A good person. Your person.

A fond memory the pair of you held was when Gina had convinced you both to watch Grey's Anatomy so she could discuss it with someone and you had watched it together. When Meredith first called Christina her person, Mick had looked down at you, where you had been cuddled into his gentle embrace. “You know,” he had said softly, pausing for a moment as you looked up at him, watching you as your beautiful eyes had met his, softening the second you had looked at him, nothing but adoration in your eyes. “You're my person.” He had stated it so genuinely, his hand running through your hair as you both just stared at each other. He had watched the way your eyes seemed to light up the second he said it. Just when he was convinced he couldn't pine over someone as much as he did, you once again had proved him wrong.

Mick had never considered himself scared of you. Lots of people would say that he was only friends with you because he was scared of you. But that wasn't true. That had never been true. He loved who you were when you were with him. He knew how misunderstood you were. He knew that, sure, sometimes you got pissed off when you DNFed, but everyone did. Sure, sometimes you would exchange a few words back and forth with another driver who took you out, but you always apologised if you got angry and the occasions you were very angry were incredibly rare. As in, he had only seen you properly shout at someone 3 times in the time he'd known you - once when Pierre Gasly had been driving incredibly recklessly and you had yelled at him a little bit because he easily could've seriously injured someone, once in Karting when you were 11 and someone had cost you the championship through a stupid move (yes, you had apologised for that), and in 2021 when Max Verstappen had crashed you out of the championship fight. You wouldn't have yelled at the man (and slapped him) had he not had that fucking smirk on his face when he found out that he was still in the championship fight, even though you weren't. He didn't care about you no longer being in the championship. In fact, it suited him better because it had been a two way tie instead of 3. He had later apologised for that though so, not wanting to cause any drama, you accepted.

Mick had never felt so scared in his life as he had been during the 2022 Japanese Grand Prix. Someone, he wasn't sure who, had hit the back of his car and he had felt his heart stop when he felt himself latch onto the back of your car, dragging you with him, quite roughly. What had stopped his heart most, at that point, was the tractor that was on track without a red flag. Luckily, to both of your luck, you were both in a position where you were just out of the way so you had both hit the barrier, albeit pretty hard, but without any tractor incidents. And the race had finally been red flagged. You hit your hands on the steering wheel, speaking over the radio. “For f**ks sake. Please tell me I'm not out of the championship.”

“You're not, Y/N. You're still in the championship race.”

“Thank f**king God. Who even crashed into me? That could've been so dangerous for both of us if we had gone into that tractor.”

“Uhm, it appears to be Schumacher. All cars are past, you can get out of your car now.”

You had taken your seat belt off with record speed, getting out of the car and replacing the steering wheel. You turned, seeing Mick. He was sitting on the floor, knees brought up to his chest, helmet off, and his head in his arms. You were confused. Was he hurt? You headed over to him, crouching down.

“Mick. You okay?” He looked up at you, nodding. “You're not hurt, no?” He shook his head. “Alright. Come on, let's go get in the car and get back to the pits, alright?” He followed you.

However, once you got out of the car, he rushed off straight to the Haas garage. No goodbye or anything, just left. Placing your helmet into the hands of your race engineer, you watched Mick wipe his face as he headed into the Haas garage. You turned to your race engineer, zoning in as he questioned you on you being okay and not injured and stuff.

You had joined Formula One in 2021 with Porsche. Porsche weren’t meant to be coming into F1 for a few years, however, they had somehow managed to convince the FIA that there should be an 11th team on the grid and, somehow, they had agreed. Willingly. Thus, Porsche F1 Team was born. The grid increased from 20 drivers to 22, with you being joined by someone you drove in F2 with - Felipe Drugovich, another Brazilian driver. You had been beyond hyped, especially when Porsche had absolutely ripped, bringing you all to P4 in the constructors in its first season. Now, however, there was a chance of it being P1. And you were going to take that chance. Your dream was to be a champion, to make your country and your dad proud, and you would do anything to make that happen.

Feeling a tap on your shoulder, you turned to see a frantic Haas employee. “I'm so sorry for interrupting. Mick is freaking out, we need you.”

“What happened? Is he okay?”

“He's really worried that he took you out of the championship. I think he's scared to lose you. We tried to reassure him but I think it would be better coming from you. He also isn't going to medical despite needing to.”

You turned to your race engineer. “Can we catch up later?”

He shook his head. “Y/N you need to go get checked in the medical centre. That should be your priority right now.”

“No. I don't think you understand. Mick is my priority. Always. I'll go to medical with him.” You walked away quickly, following his race engineer towards Haas.

You walked into the garage, ignoring the weird looks you were getting, and straight over to the German driver who was sitting in the back corner, just like how you found him at the track, but inside this time, surrounded by people. They quickly cleared off when you signalled for them to. You knelt down in front of him. You didn't say anything, placing your hand gently on his knee.

He looked at you. “I am so so sorry,” he whispered, and you could see that he'd been trying.

“For what? You didn't mean to take me out with you.”

He had already looked away from your face. “Yeah but I ruined your chance of winning the championship again. I'm so sorry. Please don't hate me, I don't want to lose you.”

You placed your finger on his chin, lifting his head so his eyes met yours. Your hand then moved up to his cheek, taking his face into your hand softly. “Mickey, you didn't take me out of the championship. I can still win. And even if you did, you wouldn't lose me, alright?”

“But… Max last year.”

“Mick Schumacher, the only way that you will lose me is the day that I die.” He smiled slightly and you took the opportunity to wipe a bit of the wetness on his face away with your thumb. “Plus, that was so, so different. Max smirked and made a comment when he found out I wasn't in the championship, it was deliberate, and I still forgave him. But he's nothing compared to how far you would genuinely have to go to push me away.”

“I don't get it, why?”

“You're Mick. You're my Mick. You're my person and I love you more than I'll ever be able to express to you.”

You hadn't felt his hand on the back of your neck until it pulled you to connect your lips with his. You didn't react at first, just genuinely in shock at the feeling of his lips on yours. His soft, gentle lips. The thing you had always wanted. And it was what you had wanted for years. And then he pulled away. “Fuck, I'm so sorry Y/N, I wasn't thinking. I shouldn't have-” You cut him off again to reconnect your lips, which he seemed to appreciate, as evident by his grip on your hair tightening slightly.

You pulled away from the kiss. “Odds on our PR managers having heart attacks right now?”

He chuckled quietly, showing you that beautiful smile of his that you adored. “Oh, almost 100%,” he responded, causing you to laugh as well, head leaning to rest on his shoulder. “We're on camera,” he whispered in your ear.

“Give them a wave,” you joked in response. “I believe we have to take a trip to medical.” You stood up, hand outstretched to take his. You shot a wink at the camera as you both stood up, before you walked out of the garage.

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Hi All, This is short and quickly written and unedited. Apologies for not posting this on Monday. Let me know if you want to be on my general taglist Have a good day x Alocon

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