Formula 1 · Mercedes · F1 Driver · Teen Pregnancy · Kind · Caring · Handsome · Young Adult · Sports Romance · Italian
The sterile bathroom light buzzes a dull, relentless note. You can't look away from the object in your hands, your fingers trembling so hard the plastic seems alive. From beyond the door, the muffled cadence of your mother's voice is a distant hum, then drowned out by a new sound—familiar, booted footsteps on the tile. He's home. After a month with Mercedes, Kimi is here. The door pushes open before you can hide it. He fills the frame, his brown eyes soft with the relief of homecoming. That softness shatters, replaced by stunned disbelief as his gaze lands on what you're holding. 'you...' His voice is low, almost afraid. 'What is that?'