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bad268 · 6 months

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hope you’re having a great dayy :)) wondering if you could do one for paul aron in a situation like sleepy back hugs when the other person is busy whipping up breakfast in the kitchen, catching them by surprise smth like that? just fluff cause I rarely see stuff for paul 😢 tysm!!

Morning Surprises (Paul Aron X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/Formula 2/3

Requested: Clearly (thank you for being patient and tbh i was 🤏 this close to changing it to Ralf. idk why but I'm on my Ralf arc rn, I'm gonna start writing for Ralf so send it in <3)

Warnings: shirtless Paul (need I say more?)

Pronouns: You/your

W.C. 1101

Summary: Sleepy hugs in the morning. What's not to like?

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(@/Paul's insta from February 23, 2023)

It was too early to function, in your opinion. Half seven in the morning may seem late to people like your race car driver boyfriend, Paul, but to you, it was too damn early to function. Rolling over in bed to hide in Paul’s side, you notice he’s not there. In fact, he had not been there for a while since his side was completely cold.

You groaned as you got out of the warm blankets and found one of Paul’s many sweatshirts lying around before throwing it on. You walk out of your room and are met with a familiar smell, but you can’t tell exactly what it is in your drowsy state.

You walk into the kitchen and see Paul standing over the stove. He was wearing grey sweatpants and no shirt as he was making what looked like a burnt egg. You held your breath as you crept up behind him before snaking your arms around his waist quickly, causing him to quickly look back at you leaning against his back.

“Are you trying to kill me?” You mumbled as you laid your head on his shoulder, already planning to fall back asleep. “That looks burnt. I don’t think Gigi would approve.”

“I tried, okay?” He chuckled as he dumped the burnt eggs into the trash and began a new omelet. Once it started cooking, he took one hand off the skillet (skrittle) to rest it against your arm. “Are you falling asleep again? Or have you died?”

“I mean my heart is still beating. Only for you of course,” You joked halfheartedly, leaning back on his shoulder to look up at him. “I was planning on going back to sleep. You’re just too comfy, but I don’t want to leave you alone and risk burning the apartment down.”

“You’re so cheezy, I love you,” He teased, leaning over to press a small kiss to your forehead. He turned his attention back to the omelet just in time to flip it are the right time, and it landed back in the pan perfectly.

“You’re so domestic. I love you,” You joked back, pulling away to make you both cups of coffee/tea and set them at the table. “So what’s the plan for today?”

“As far as I know, we have nothing planned,” he replied, dishing up the omelet he made to share with you as he also grabbed some fruits he had cut up earlier before sitting next to you at the table. “We can do whatever you want.”

“That’s a slippery slope, Aron. Don’t give me that much power.”

That night, Paul was pulled into a last minute mandatory call with Toto Wolff and Mercedes about who knows what at this point. You took it upon yourself to make dinner, one of Paul’s favorites. He was pacing around in the living room as you busied yourself in the kitchen.

You were just pulling it out of the oven when he ended the call, and you just set it down when he wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up. He spun you around in a few circles, causing you both to laugh before he placed you back on your feet as you turned in his arms.

“I assume it was a good call?” You asked, wrapping your arms around his neck as you both made eye contact. His only response was to pull you close and kiss you hard, leaving no room between you. Despite not wanting to pull away, he pulled back with a huge smile on his lips. “Wow, that good, huh?”

“Guess who has a seat in F2 next season!” He exclaimed, tightening his hold on your waist as he bounced back and forth on his heels, unable to stand still.

“Hmm, let me guess. Dino?” You teased, causing his face to fall in mock offense as he froze entirely. You laughed at his expression before going back on your word, “No. Definitely not. I’m pretty sure it has to be Zak!”

He gaped at your exclamation as he rolled his eyes, “No. You’ve got one last guess.”

“Oh, one last guess? I better guess…” you hesitated in mock joking again to get a raise out of him, “Ralf?”

“Oh, you’re just fucking with me!” He shouted, pulling you in for a bone crushing hug again, swinging you around once again. “It’s me! I’m getting a seat!”

“I couldn’t tell!” You laughed as you tightened your hold on his shoulders. He set you down with a sharp glare as you smiled back at him. “I’m kidding. I figured as much. That’s why I made your favorite food.”

It was too early to function, in your opinion, but you would not dare to oversleep on a day like today. Today was Paul’s first day in Formula 2, and you wanted to surprise him with breakfast in bed.

You carefully crawled out of bed, struggling to release Paul’s arms from your torso, and snuck out of the room. You made it to the kitchen where Ralf was making oatmeal or something already.

“How did you get in here?” You whisper shouted as you walked toward Ralf. “I was going to make him breakfast in bed. You ruined my surprise, Ralf!”

“I have a key, did you forget?” Ralf chuckled as he set two bowls in front of you. “You can take it to him. I’ll hide out here and make the protein shakes.”

“Let me check on him first. I’ll bring him out here,” You responded, turning around and heading back into your shared room to find Paul not in the bed. You looked around and saw the light in the bathroom on as well as the sound of the shower turning off. You gave him a couple of seconds before walking in, seeing him with a towel around his waist as he ran his hand threw his blond locks. You walked up behind him as he finished pulling on his boxers and jeans, wrapping your arms around him as he did so. “You’ll never guess who broke into the apartment.”

“Gigi or Ralf? My money’s on Ralf,” he laughed, leaning back into your embrace.

“Ding ding ding, we have a winner!” You replied in mock enthusiasm, jumping up to place a kiss on his cheek, immediately feeling the roughness. You pulled back quickly and made a face at Paut through the mirror, “Dang, you need to shave. I’m going to eat the food Ralf made!”

With that, you left him to finish up in the bathroom as you got started with your day.

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norrisleclercf1 · 2 months

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Paul Aron

Long distance relationship

Y/n surprises him at home either the help of his brother Ralf and they spend the day together - all fluff

A/N: My first time writing for Paul, hope everyone loves it, he's such a cutie

"Thank you so much for doing this Ralf," Your boyfriends brother smiles at you brightly, knowing that Paul has done nothing but talk about how much he's missed you for the past 2 weeks. F2 was on a huge break and he was back home in Estonia visiting family.

You couldn't visit due to staying for university and exam season. "If it gets him to shut up, I'll do this a thousand times," He jokes and you laugh with him. "Has he really been that bad?" You ask, you knew Paul was missing you alot, the phone calls and facetime calls proved that.

"He's down baddddd, oh god he never stops talking about you. Which I mean I love my baby brother is happy, but I need him to stop bothering me, Y/n." You laugh even harder as Ralf helps you get into the car.

"Speak of the devil," Ralf shows you the phone and answers the call, quickly putting it on speaker. "Ralffff, she's not answering." Paul whines and you quickly cover your mouth to stop the snicker from escaping. "Jesus man, get yourself together. She's probably busy studying." Ralf groans, like this wasn't the first time he was having this talk.

Putting the car in drive, Ralf takes you to where Paul is. "Yeah, but she always answers me, even if I wake her up." Ralf gags, clearly hating this so much. "Paul, she's probbaly busy, let your girlfriend breathe for once." You listen, and smile as your phone vibrates and you see a text from Paul asking if you were okay and not to study to hard, to take care of yourself.

Ralf keeps talking to Paul and you think about how much you miss your boyfriend and seeing his dorky smile, fluffy blonde hair, and his arms around you. It made you choke up just a little bit. Pulling up to the house you smile seeing the familiar building. "Hey, Paul think you could come help me with the groceries?" Paul groans but hangs up.

Ralf snorts, and watches as the buildings door opens and Paul looks up, stopping as he sees you in the car you wave. "OH MY GOD!" You giggle hearing the muffled scream and push the door open as your wrapped up in strong arms, goofy smiles, and fluffy blonde hair.

"You're here, oh, you're actually here." Paul laughs and pulls you even closer, you soak up the moment. Ralf smiles, and grabs your bags letting you two have a moment. "I've missed you," He whispers and you play with the ends of his hair. "So I've heard," Paul pulls back and groans. "You heard everything?" Nodding your head, your boyfriend blushes making you laugh and hug him again.

"That's okay though, cause I missed you just as much."

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clemswinecorner-socials · 1 year

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Sponsor - Paul's posts

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Paularon_

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posted february 6th, 2023

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Bahrain

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Barcelona, Spain

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posted august 10th, 2023

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itsgxsly · 1 year

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TEAM

Summary: a normal Sunday can become the best day of your life in a few moments

Pairing: ralf aron x reader

Warnings: none

Word Count: 833

Ralf and you had a relationship that for anyone went further than that of a driver and his engineer. The connection between you and him was undeniable, and it was a matter of time before you ended up completely in love with each other.

Normally, you used to hide your crush on the guy pretty well. You focused on being professional with your work, even if from time to time you couldn't help but incessantly flirt with each other. But so far, you had managed to keep the secret well. On the other hand and unlike you, Ralf did not make any effort to hide his feelings for you, and also, he did everything possible so that you and anyone around you knew how much he liked you.

Your day to day work in the races consisted of Ralf following you around the Paddock like an abandoned puppy desperately asking you to accept a date with him and you ignoring him and rejecting him as best you could, since it was a little difficult for you to say no to something so adorable . But despite the no's and your evasions, Ralf wasn't going to give up on you.

Who would tell him his golden opportunity came on any given Sunday. And who would tell him that that Sunday would become one of the most important days of his life.

The day had started like any other race Sunday. Your routine was the same as always, you working and Ralf chasing you to ask you again to go on a date with him or to drop some ridiculous compliment that occurred to him. Even though he annoyed you sometimes, you actually liked having him around. Finally he left you alone when they called him to get in the car because the race would start shortly. You were also prepared for it. You did the usual radio check with Ralf and a few minutes later the race started. You didn't know why, call it instinct or something like that, but you had the feeling that something different would happen today, you didn't know if it was bad or good, but you prayed that everything would be fine. A few laps later, almost at the end of the race, you had to assume that your instincts weren't wrong, because Ralf had managed to get into first place during this time and was now leading the race on p1.

“Okay, Ralf, there are three laps left, you are in P1, you are doing great. Keep pushing” you communicated with him through the radio.

"Okay" Ralf's response was short and concise.

You almost ate your own fingers during the three remaining laps that were left, you communicated with Ralf a few more times to inform him how the car was going and so on, but you decided to leave him alone, it was his chance to win and he needed to concentrate as much as possible.

And finally the moment arrived, Ralf had crossed the checkered flag in first place. He had won the race and you couldn't help the treacherous tears that came out of your eyes. You celebrated with the team briefly and turned the radio back on with Ralf to congratulate him on the great victory.

"Ralf, congratulations. You have done wonderfully well today. Congratulations, I'm so proud of you” your words sounded political, even though all you really wanted was to shout how much you loved him and jump into his arms as soon as he got out of the car. But you had to keep your composure.

“Thank you y/n. Thanks. Couldn't have done it without you and the team. But above all without you” his voice sounded broken by a mixture between the lack of air due to effort and crying due to emotion.

"We make a good team, Ralf, enjoy the victory, you've earned it hard" you told him.

Ralf didn't know if it was the euphoria for the victory or the affection with which you pronounced his name on the radio, but he gave him all the impetus he needed to try something again.

"Maybe you should come with me on a date, you know, I deserve a reward for doing so well in the race, right?" Ralf lost all confidence in himself as soon as he dropped the question, but it didn't matter, he was too happy about everything and he wanted to take a chance once more.

You smiled at Ralf's proposal and were going to reject him again, but you thought twice. You liked Ralf and you had been holding him back for too long. Fuck it, you were too euphoric about today's events, so this time you didn't think about it anymore and went back to talking on the radio.

“The date had better be a good one, Aron. Don't make me regret accepting."

The last thing heard on the radio was Ralf's excited scream, which made everyone in the garage who heard it laugh.

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oscar-piastri · 3 years

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Ralf Aron (Team Manager) congratulating his brother Paul Aron after his win at Mugello

#THE WAY RALF GOES FOR THE HUG #i love them so much like please so adorable #my sister and i cant relate #paul aron #ralf aron #p: paul aron #p: ralf aron #gifs*#*#lara & monti this is for you

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bad268 · 1 month

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I love your writing so much!!

Can you kaybe do a Ralf Aron one where him and the readers parents go way back and they always thought that Ralf and the reader were going to marry each other?

Skip To That Part (Ralf Aron X Reader)

Fandom: RPF/WEC

Requested: Clearly (THANK YOU SO MUCH LOVE)

Warnings: None (no physical descriptions of reader)

POV: Second Person (You/you)

W.C. 1270

Summary: Let's just skip to the best part of the wedding (save me from embarrassment). + Song Rec

As always, my requests are OPEN

MASTERLIST // HITLIST

~~(^Pinterest)

Today was the day. Your wedding day. As cliche as it sounded, you were excited to start the new chapter. Sure, not much of a new chapter when you grew up with your future husband, but a step forward nonetheless. Ralf and you had been friends since primary school and together since you were teens. You were interested in engineering, so it was easy to follow him around everywhere. You were able to help with his karts, and it was only a matter of time before he put a ring on your finger.

The only thoughts that ran through your head as you stood at the altar were that you could not believe it. All that planning was finally coming to fruition, and so far, it was perfect. The skies were clear, the weather was nice and the wedding itself was small. You only wanted your closest family and friends since you were both pretty reserved. Plus, this was your day. Neither of you needed to justify your want to have a small ceremony or reception.

There was one very important part of the ceremony, though. It was something you were looking forward to, and when you first told Ralf about it, he thought it was a great idea. You had heard about people having their parents or married family members give you advice or tell a story during the ceremony, and every video you saw of it made you want to include it in your day.

Your concentration (or lack thereof) when your mom and Ralf’s mom stood before you. You chuckled nervously before they took the place of the officiant and faced the rest of your families.

“Before we get started with the advice,” Your mom started as a few of your families looked at your mothers.

“We thought now would be a good time for a story,” His mom finished off. Everyone laughed, but you looked at Ralf nervously, knowing this was probably going to be an embarrassing story. His mom waited for everything to calm down before gesturing to your mom and saying, “For some background, I have known her for years.”

“That’s right! At least 30 years!” Your mom laughed, playing along. “And we said that when we had kids, we would force them to be friends.”

“Well, lucky for us, our kids didn’t need to be forced!” The entire group erupted in laughter as you leaned to try and hide your face in Ralf’s shoulder. “These two were always attached. I don’t even think I ever saw you apart!”

“I can think of one time where I walked in on you two-” Your mom started, but by the glint in her eyes, you knew this was not a story you wanted to air out.

“Mom, please don’t embarrass me too much on my wedding day,” You cut her off immediately. No one needed to know that story. Some things just needed to stay between you and her, and this was one of them.

“Ok, we won’t say that story,” Your mom conceded as she brought her hand up to fix a hair that had fallen in front of your eyes. “But I will say this. One day, we took them to the local karting track. This was back when they both wanted to be F1 drivers.”

“Oh right! To say Ralf got beaten to a pulp was an understatement,” His mom chuckled, poking fun at her son.

“We were like 7!” Ralf defended himself with a laugh.

“Anyways,” Your mom dragged out before gesturing to you, “You climbed out of that kart so quickly and ran to Ralf. I don’t even think I’ve seen Lightning McQueen go faster than that!”

“You hit him with such momentum that it knocked him over! Good thing you both were wearing helmets,” His mom joked. The rest of the guests also laughed as both of your cheeks flushed from embarrassment. “I said right then and there you two would get married, so thank you for making me 100 euros richer.”

“You bet money on my love life?” Ralf gasped as his mom added the last part. “I should get at least half! I mean, it is my life!”

“And I get the significant other’s tax of 50%,” You joked with everyone, but once everyone calmed down, you turned to your mom and mother-in-law, “Did you really make a bet based on that one interaction?”

“Oh no!” They both said quickly, almost offended at the accusation.

“There’s plenty of instances that led to the bet,” His mom said.

“Like when you first met, and you grabbed his hand and said, ‘mine’ before dragging him into your room.”

“Or when you both raced against each other, swapped cars and immediately said each other’s cars sucked.”

“Or when you joined Prema just to travel with him during his F4 and F3 champaigns.”

“Or when you said you couldn’t stand each other after every other time you hung out.”

“Or when you both admitted to not wanting to ruin your friendships because of your feelings,” Your mom exasperated. “I had to listen to it for three years! We had to do something!”

“What do you mean you had to do something?” You and Ralf asked skeptically. You did not like the sound of that. Neither of you did.

“Let’s just say someone had to give you a little push but don’t shoot the messenger,” His mom replied quickly as she raised her hands in surrender. That’s when you realized what they were talking about.

You were 15 when you became official with Ralf. He slipped a note in your post box, and you knew it was him because it was his handwriting. You knew his handwriting like the back of your hand. It was a love letter that you still had to this day. As soon as you read his confession, you went to his house and admitted your feelings. The rest was history.

However, the way his mom said, “Don't shoot the messenger” got you thinking. You never mentioned the letter to Ralf, thinking he delivered it, but the way she said it seemed suspicious.

“Did you give me that letter?” You decided to just bite the bullet and ask.

“What letter?” Ralf asked as he glanced between you and his mom confused. “What am I missing here?”

“Ralf, did you or did you not confess to me through a letter?”

“No…” He trailed off but picked it back up in a second. “I wrote a letter once, but I threw it away. I was going to give it to you, but the day after I wrote it, you came over and confessed. I didn’t need to give it to you.”

“Would it happen to have started with, ‘How about we shift our gears and drive into the sunset together? Because with you, every road feels like a scenic route’?” His face said it all as his eye snapped to his mom. “So the bet is invalid because the messenger interfered. I petition to just move on and never speak of it again.”

With a laugh, they sat back down, and the officiant stood between us again. Just as the officiant was about to call up the first couple to give us advice, Ralf stopped them.

“Can we just skip to the part where we kiss? We can do the advice during the reception, but that story took forever,” Ralf pressed as he tried to pull you closer. The officiant looked at you for approval, to which you nodded with a sigh.

“I think it’s time we skip to that part.”

~~~~~

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