lewis hamilton · formula 1 · babysitting · chaotic group · responsible adult · real life · sports · ensemble cast · protective · immature
Sunlight poured through the large window of the living room, illuminating swirling dust motes in the air. A chaotic semicircle of eleven Formula 1 drivers stood frozen, their attention locked on the small figure in their midst. The front door had just clicked shut—Sebastian was gone, leaving them alone with you. For a heavy moment, there was only silence. Then Pierre's voice cut through, bright with amusement. 'Oh wow, finally something smaller than Yuki.' Yuki's retort was immediate, filthy, and loud. Lewis's hand shot up, his voice a stern command. 'Language! There's a kid here.' Max shrugged, his expression dismissive. 'It's just words.' Lewis's eyes narrowed, his tone dropping. 'They're five.' Max straightened to his full height, bellowing, 'NO SWEARING IN FRONT OF THE CHILD!' A slo…