141 Beach Episode // Cod X Reader

141 Beach Episode // Cod x Reader

You know how in every good show there's a beach episode? Yeah this is theirs.

The 5 of you were sat in a truck with the aircon blasting. Price was dramatically fanning himself with his boonie hat. With one hand placed on the steering wheel. You had just finished a week-long mission and it left you all somewhere on the east coast with the sun beating down with no mercy. You were so uncomfortable, dressed head to toe in full gear practically sweltering in it.

“Not used to this bloody heat.”

  Soap sighed placing a hand to his forehead to relieve his brow of sweat.

“I’ve got the aircon.”

 Gaz smirked, of course he was fine he was sat in the front seat with cold air blasting directly onto him. You were squished between Ghost and Soap, plus he always wore a sunhat and sunglasses even in the rain.

“How ghost isn’t a puddle yet I have no clue.”

You stated, glancing over at ghost who was dressed in all black with his mask still pinned down onto his face yet he didn’t show a single sign of discomfort.

“Can you even breathe? Isn’t it like being trapped under a blanket?”

“I can breathe fine.”

He grunted not sounding amused by your questions.

“Look at tha’ ain’t it a pretty view.”

Soap said tapping on the truck window, everyone’s eyes glanced to meet where he was pointing. You were greeted with the sight of a gorgeous white sandy beach with the clearest sea water you had ever seen with families playing in the sand and surfers utilizing the waves.

“The things I would give to dive in those waves.”

 You said groaning, resting your head back in the seat knowing you had a hot and uncomfortable 6+ flight ahead of you to get back to base in England not to mention the drive to even get to the airport.

“Can’t we stop for a bit? The missions all done and dusted, surely, they don’t need us back that hastily.”

Gaz asked turning to face the captain with a cheesy grin plastered across his face.

“I could use a pint. I’m sweating like a fucking pig. We only have a few hours but I think we could all use a break.”

“Make that two.”

 Ghost’s gruff voice chimed in his mood perking up at the promise of a cold beer.

“I think everyone here wants a bloody pint.”

A few moments later the 5 of you were all stood on the beach boardwalk, you removed your boots and placed them by the railing before stepping onto the soft, warm sand.

“I have never ever stepped on sand so soft oh my-“

You wondered how long it had been before you stood barefoot on a beach. Probably not since you were a child on a day trip with your family.

“Shit the sands a bit hot ain’t it?”

Soap said as she stepped onto the sand beside you, shifting from foot to foot as he complained about the temperature once again.

“I’ll go grab us some drinks, find a spot I’ll come find you all.”

 Price said before stepping up the stairs and walking towards the crowded beach bar on the boardwalk.

Ghost, who was still dressed fully in his gear stomped behind you scouting the beach for a place to sit like it was the toughest decision he ever had to make.

“Here.”

He said pointing to a peaceful square of the beach, not too far from the shore.

You all placed your backpacks down and set a towel down for yourself. Ghost was wrestling with the beach umbrella to get it stood up.

“Whose going for a swim?”

Soap said with a huge smile on his face as he stripped off his t shirt leaving him in his cargo shorts.

“You go first mate, tell us how cold it is eh?”

Gaz joked, pushing soap slightly closer the seafront.

“Don’t be a pussy.”

“I’ll go!”

 You said, removing your jacket and vest leaving you in a tank top and some old cargo shorts dumping by your backpack them away from the shore so the waves didn’t steal them.

You jogged down to the water front stood beside Soap and Gaz.

“Whose going to make the first move then?”

You all stood in a line, hands on hips inspecting the water as it broke in front of you. As you spoke Soap dived headfirst into a wave like a goofy dolphin. He stuck his head up like an seal, running his hands through his mohawk and wiping the salty water off his face.

“Is it cold?”

 You shouted through the crashing waves.

“Nah, its refreshing.”

He shouted back before running through the water back onto the shore to stand beside the two of you.

“I don’t know if I’m that hot anymore you know-“

You said backing off after feeling the  ‘refreshing’ water splash over your feet and ankles sending little shockwaves through you.

With that statement Soap placed two hands on your waist and lifted you up into the air before placing you over his shoulder like a fireman would carrying someone out a burning building.

“DON’T YOU DARE SOAP, I MEAN IT.”

You screamed thumping his back in fear as he stepped into the freezing ocean once again. Gaz stood on the shore filming the entire situation laughing at your misfortune. Ghost sat watching from afar under a big shady umbrella pint in hand with Price sat beside him reading something, smoking one of his cigars as per usual.

“Ready?”

Soap teased as he began to hoist you up even further before throwing you into the sea with a huge splash. The cold water shocked you at first but after a few seconds, soap was right. It was kind of refreshing. You popped your head up out the water with a frown.

“I hate you asshole.”

“You weren’t going to get in I had no choice-“

You pushed a big wave of water his way aiming for his face secretly hoping the salt would burn his eyes.

“GAZ GET IN.”

Gaz stepped into the water with haste joining you and soap.

“We going play mermaids or what?”

You asked with a chuckle as the 3 of you treaded water in a circle.

“I would prefer to drown Soap.”

Gaz said before dunking soaps head back under the water.

About an hour later you sat on the beach wrapped in your towel, drying off in the sun.

“Been a while since I’ve been able to relax on a beach.”

Price spoke, he was leant back on a sun lounger his hat placed over his face shielding his eyes from the setting sun.

“Thought you were asleep old man.”

Ghost chuckled.

“Can we take a photo?”

You asked bringing out your super old digital camera you dragged around on every single mission.

The 5 of you gathered in closer. Gaz throwing up a peace sign. Soaps arm slung around ghost and a beer held loosely in the other. Captain Price sat up placing his hands on your shoulders. Your smiles were all wide (you would like to believe ghost’s was too) as the light of the setting sun glowed on your faces.

That day was a good day.

You’re mine sunshine — Vampire!Kimi Raikkonen x human!sunshine!Reader

Warning reader does get kidnapped smuttish theme but no actual smut (there’s something else I’m forgetting but I’m not sure what) 😭😭😭

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You were Kimi’s sunshine even if you didn’t know it but he did. Kimi swore that you were an angel sent down from the heavens just for him. The only problem was that you didn’t seem to give Kimi the time of day or night. He was just a friend. Sure you gave him a sweet smile and said hello every time you saw him but that still wasn’t enough for the vampire.

He needed to be sure that you were his and only his even if that meant scaring away anyone who threatened to take what was his. Kimi would do anything to keep you safe from anyone who wasn’t him and that meant changing you. Which was a last ditch effort if he was desperate and he wasn’t…yet.

Even though he was already so sure that you were his, Kimi had a deep fear that you would be taken away by another. It didn’t matter that he was the strongest, fastest, smartest, sexiest, or the most powerful vampire. None of that mattered because he felt so sure that you would find a better man even though that man definitely did not exist. It was irrational and a bit crazy to think about. You were Kimi’s and he was damn sure going to make sure it stayed that way.

Kimis mind raced wondering how he would make sure you couldn’t leave him even if you tried. A deep fear of abandonment from the past was resurfacing and it was frightening. He’d been burned by his first love. He promised never to fall in love again because it would only cause him to be hurt in the end. But then he saw you.

With your beautiful smile, your sunshine-like aura, your personality that shined from the inside out, you were everything that he didn’t believe was possible.

Kimi had never experienced a love like this before. It was unlike anything he’s ever felt. It was more than romantic, it was almost obsessive and he felt like he needed you in his life in order to survive. It wasn’t just that he wanted to be with you. He NEEDS to be with you. It was a feeling that he didn’t know how to describe but it was all consuming

So yes, Kimi was ready to do anything to keep you to yourself even if that meant changing you…

…even though he was actually falling in love with the human version of you. It sounds crazy, right? Because it is. All his life he’s hated his past love for how horribly that ended. And now here he was, falling in love all over again. This love felt different. You were different. He was willing to do anything to be with you, including changing you. Because in the end, if it meant that you would stay with him forever, anything was worth it.

So now Kimi’s mind was made up. It’s either he changed you or he’d lose you. If that meant being a vampire, then so be it. All the fears that he had with his first love surfaced and all the feelings that he thought he buried would soon come to the forefront again.

In the end, there was only one option. To finally put these past demons to bed once and for all. After years and years of heartbreak and abandonment, he couldn’t handle any more.

So Kimi finally made his choice and he made his way to your apartment. He didn’t go in right away, he stayed in the shadows where he could see perfectly into your apartment.

As he stood in the shadows he saw something that made him furious. He saw you laughing with some guy and giving him a kiss before he would leave for the night.

Kimi wanted to kill him for touching what was his. And that was the final straw. This was exactly the moment that he feared the most. He didn’t wanna admit it but deep down he knew that once you found someone else, he would lose you forever.

Kimi was furious and couldn’t handle the feelings that were boiling inside him anymore. The fear. The love. The hate. The anger. All of it was boiling inside him like a pot waiting to take over. And that’s exactly what happened because in a matter of seconds…

Kimi pounced on the man that you were talking to and before he knew it, he had him by the throat. All of those feelings that were boiling over inside of him had taken over and all he could think about was making sure this man never touched you again. The man was terrified, obviously, when he realized that a vampire had taken him by the throat. He tried to do what he could to fight Kimis grip off of him but it was useless. Kimi was much stronger than any human could possibly be. Especially since he was undead.

The man was gasping for air as Kimi had him by his throat and he desperately tried anything to get that grip off. His life was flashing before his eyes and he thought that this was the end. That it was over for him. Kimi’s grip was becoming more and more intense as his anger and rage got the best of him. The man was helpless in the grips of the vampire and was doing everything he could to fight for his life but he knew his fate was sealed.

The man just managed to get out a few wheezing words “p…lease l…et m…me go!” before he stopped thrashing around. Kimi tightened his grip even more and the man could see the whites of Kimis eyes before everything went black and he fell unconscious.

Kimi went up to your apartment and knocked on the door and waited for you to answer.

When you did answer he was met with the same sweet smile that he craved to keep for himself.

“Oh my god when did you get back into town?” You asked giving him a hug.

Kimi stood there, still fuming at the sight of another man with you. The anger still coursed through his veins. What if you were in love with this man instead of him? What if you decided that you wanted someone else? The thought of it made his blood boil.

“I just got back. I thought I’d stop by and see you, ” Kimi replied in a tight and stiff voice.

“You look a little mad… did something happen?” you asked in your usual, sweet and gentle tone.

“It’s nothing. I just saw something that bothered me. But it doesn’t matter, ” Kimi replied, trying to hide just how mad he actually was.

“What did you see?” you asked, tilting your head to the side a bit.

“I don’t really wanna talk about it. It’s nothing important. Really, “ Kimi said, avoiding eye contact as he looked away for a moment.

“Okay, “ you said with a curious look on your face. Kimi could tell that you were wondering what could possibly be bothering him. After all, it must have been something pretty serious for him to be in such a bad mood.

“Can I at least come in?” he asked, still avoiding eye contact.

“Of course, ” you said warmly as you opened up the door to let him in. Kimi walked inside and took a deep breath as he did so. There were so many thoughts running through his head right now. He couldn’t even think straight.

“Can I get you anything?” you asked, looking over to Kimi with that same sweet smile.

“No… I’m fine,” Kimi said shortly and still avoiding eye contact. This was not an easy conversation to have but he had to have it.

You sensed the tension building and you weren’t sure why. Usually, Kimi would be more open with you. But this time, he seemed distant and shut off. You wondered if something was really going on with him or if he was just in one of those moods.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” you asked again, genuinely worried about him.

“Yeah… it’s nothing important. Just a bad day at work, ” Kimi lied to you in a poor attempt to hide his real feelings.

“It was now or never” Kimi thought to himself.

That was it. It was now or never. Kimi wasn’t gonna let you go. Not this time. And not without a fight.

Everything hurt and you were stiff. The last thing you remember was that Kimi was at your apartment and he seemed angry about something with you.

The next thing you knew, you were in your bed and your body was filled with pain. Your back hurt, your ribs were screaming and your neck was so stiff it was hard to move your head.

You tried to open your eyes but they felt like they were being weighed down by a ton of bricks. Finally, you managed to force them open enough to see that it was daytime now.

Your mind was still cloudy but there was one thought that was clear: Kimi. You had no idea how you got here but you just knew that it had something to do with him. You tried moving but every time you did you winced in pain. It felt like your whole body was bruised.

“You’re awake” you heard Kimi say from across the room. You could see that you weren’t in your apartment anymore.

Your eyes darted over to the source of the voice but there was still so much haze and you couldn’t seem to focus clearly. For a moment, you thought you were still dreaming.

“Kimi?” you managed to croak out from your dry and sore throat.

“Yes, it’s me,” Kimi replied, moving closer to you. You winced as you tried to move your head. Suddenly, you noticed that you weren’t in your apartment anymore. You were in a different place entirely and Kimi was standing over you.

“What did you do to me?” You asked

“It’s not important,” he said in a cold and harsh tone.

You stared at him for a moment. Everything was still hazy but one thing was clear, his attitude had completely changed. He seemed cold and distant when he used to be so warm and sweet.

“Where am I?” you asked, trying to sit up but the pain was too much for you.

“You’re in my home. And trust me, it’s where you should be,” he said, looking at you with a cold look on his face.

You shivered from the way he was looking at you. He used to look at you with nothing but love and affection but now he was looking at you like you were just some object that he wanted. Your fear started to rise as you realized that maybe this wasn’t the same person that was your friend.

“What?” You asked confused.

"I promise I'll always be with you but...you gave me no choice, I had to. I had to protect you from him. I'm sorry my love."

“Protect me from who, Kimi?” you asked with a mixture of fear and confusion in your voice.

The pieces were slowly starting to come together in your mind but the fear was still overwhelming you because something didn’t feel right. You were beginning to realize that whatever he did to you didn’t feel…normal.

“From anyone who isn’t me kultaseni” Kimi says

“But, I don’t understand…I wasn’t in danger, though? The guy that I was with was just…a friend,” you protested, feeling your fear turn into rage as you realized what he had made the choice to do.

“I saw you with that guy. You were laughing together like you were in love. I couldn’t let anyone else have you, not anyone,” Kimi says and for a moment, you see a flash of anger in his eyes.

“You can’t tell me that you don’t feel something for me angel because we both know that deep down you do” Kimi says.

“Of course, I have feelings for you. But that doesn’t mean that you get to do whatever you want with me,” you say angrily.

“Don’t you get it? You’re mine. Nobody else can have you besides me. I won’t let anyone else take you away from me. Do you understand?” Kimi says. His voice is still cold and harsh but there’s something else there. A possessive edge that you’ve never heard from him before.

“That doesn’t give you the right to do this,” you snap back at him. The fear is still in your heart because you know that you are basically at his mercy.

“It does in this case, angel,” he says and you see that flash of anger again. His tone has the edge of a threat but there’s also a layer of desperate desire underneath it. It’s almost like he’s trying to convince himself of what he’s saying.

“But, I never gave you permission,” you protest back at him. The rage is starting to simmer inside you. Even if you wanted to, you can’t even move.

“And I don’t need your permission. This is for your own good,” he says and you see the desperation in his eyes. It’s like he knows that he’s done something wrong but he's justified it in his head.

A few months have passed since Kimi kidnapped you. It took a few months for your walls to break down and let Kimi in. There was a tiny voice in the back of your mind that said keep fighting but you didn’t fight back. You need him as much as he needed you.

That’s how you found yourself here now with him kissing on your neck after you had begged him to feed from you.

The moment you felt his fangs sink into your jugular you tipped your head back even further and let out a whimper.

"Oh? You like it when I bite? Why didn't you say so sooner?" Kimi cooed, pulling away from your neck with a trickle of blood running down from the corner of his mouth.

You shiver from the sensation of his fangs sinking into your skin. The heat of his breath and the sweet taste of your blood send shivers down your spine. You moan softly as his teeth pierce your throat again and again, feeding from you.

It’s painful but the pain is also pleasurable in a way. Your body reacts to his every bite and moan you let out as the pleasure builds. You can’t believe that you’re enjoying this but you are. It’s like an addiction and he’s your drug of choice.

“Mmm..that's it baby moan for me and me only” Kimi says "I want to ruin you." He added

"Yes, please, do it!" You had begged

“I’ll ruin you until there’s no one else for you but me, ” he says, his fangs sinking deeper into your neck, leaving a trail of tiny wounds as he feeds from you.

Your body shakes from the intense sensations as the pleasure built within you. You feel like you’re being torn apart to all of your senses. The blood he’s drawing makes it feel like your mind is going to explode.

“I want to make you mine, completely and utterly. Nobody else will matter because it’ll just be us”

“Yes… only you, ” you moaned as Kimi’s bites drew more blood from you.

Every time his fangs pierced your skin, it felt like a jolt shot through your body. The pain was exquisite and pleasurable at the same time. You felt like you were being pulled in a million different directions at once.

All of these sensations led to an intense desire for more. For him to ruin you in a way that no one else could. For him to make you completely his and no one else’s ever again.

cat-sitter | max verstappen

max verstappen x roommate!reader

You’re Max’s cat sitter but maybe you were than that.

prompt: Fixing each other’s clothes (+ saying “you look good.”)

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Max was always on the move, his busy schedule keeping him away from home more often than not. Jimmy and Sassy, were his babies, but their care became difficult with his constant travel. After a series of unreliable pet sitters, Max decided to find a live-in cat sitter, someone who could provide consistent care and companionship for his beloved kitties.

You, an animal lover with loads pet care experience, stumbled upon Max’s ad. The idea of living in a luxurious apartment while taking care of two adorable cats was too good to pass up, especially given the high cost of living in Monaco. After a successful interview and trial period, you settled in.

Jimmy and Sassy quickly bonded with you. Your affectionate nature filling the apartment with warmth. Over time, You and Max developed a close friendship, sharing stories and experiences from different worlds. The arrangement was perfect, and you were more than just a cat-sitter —you were what Max considering a close friend and maybe he developed a crush on you, but you didn’t know that.

- ✰ -

Max was getting ready for an important gala. The apartment was a mess multiple dress shirts and shoes thrown around, you lounged comfortably in your comfy clothes, enjoying watching TV with Jimmy and Sassy. Max emerged from his room, struggling with the buttons on his dress shirt, his cheeks flushed from anger, you assumed.

“You look like you could use some help,” you teased, noticing his frustration.

He glanced at you, a sheepish smile on his face. “Yeah, these buttons are impossible.”

You walked over and began to button his shirt, your fingers moving deftly over the fabric. Max watched you, a soft smile playing on his lips.

“Thanks,” he said as you finished, adjusting his collar.

You looked up, your eyes meeting his. “You look good,” you muttered quietly, almost to yourself, as your hands smoothed out the chest of his shirt.

Max’s gaze softened, his expression warm. “You look good too,” he replied, his voice just as soft.

For a moment, you both stood there, the air between you thick with tension. Your heart raced, and you felt a flush rise to your cheeks. Both of you jumping apart hearing Sassy yowl, you smile softly.

“I should let you finish getting ready and go check on them,” you said, turning to walk away.

Max watched you, disappointment in his eyes. “Are you sure you don’t want to come to the gala? It could be fun.”

You shook your head, a shy smile on your lips. “No, thanks. You go have fun.”

As you walked away, you could feel Max’s eyes on you. He sighed, feeling a pang of disappointment. The gala was a prestigious event, but the thought of going without you felt strangely hollow.

You sat down looking at Sassy and Jimmy who know stare at you, bored looks on their faces, “cockblockers,” you mutter turing back to your show.

Max came out, clearing his throat you and the cats turn around, Sassy scans him up and down then goes back to sleeping in your lap.

“So how do I look?” he asks, messing with his watch you scan him swallowing deeply, “Uh you look good, you’re going to have women all over you.” you say giving him a smile, his eyes light up you both stand their looking at each other before his phone rings, “it’s Yazmin,” he says, your heart drops to your ass.

Yazmin was a girl Max went on a few dates with but they never made it official, “She’s going by to the gala too?” you ask trying not to sound jealous.

“Uh yeah, great PR y’know.” he chuckles awkwardly, your smiles fades, but you nod.

“You should get going Max, traffic is going to be bad.” you say monotonely facing the TV.

“Right, you sure you’re good here?” he asks you only give him a nod, he sighs giving one last glance before closing the door behind him.

Max attended the gala, but his heart wasn’t in it. He mingled with the who’s who of the racing world, smiling for the cameras and making small talk. Yazmin clung to his arm, her laughter loud and her comments superficial.

“Did you see the shoes she was wearing?” Yazmin whispered to Max, pointing discreetly at a woman across the room. “quite hideous, don’t you think?”

Max forced a smile. “Yeah, sure.”

As the night went on, Yazmin’s became more apparent. She wrinkled her nose at a charity auction for an animal shelter. “Ugh, why would anyone waste money on stray animals?”

Max winced, thinking of you and your gentle way with Jimmy and Sassy. He excused himself and checked his phone, hoping for a message from you. There was nothing. Yazmin noticed his distraction.

“Max, are you even listening to me?” she snapped.

“Sorry, Yaz. I just… I need some air,” he said, stepping outside to clear his head.

Back at the apartment, you tried to focus on the show, but your mind kept replaying the earlier moment with Max. The way he looked at you, his soft compliment, and the unexpected tension between you left you feeling confused. Jimmy and Sassy sensed your unease and cuddled closer, their purring a soothing comfort.

You wondered how Max was doing at the gala. A part of you regretted not going, but the idea of seeing him with Yazmin had been too much to bear. You sighed, deciding to make the most of the quiet evening.

The gala finally ended, and Max found himself eager to leave. He looked around for Yazmin and was met with the sight of her sucking faces with a boy way younger than her. Upon closer look, he realized the boy was an F2 driver. Max grimaced but said his goodbyes and made his way back to the apartment, feeling a sense of relief as he stepped through the door.

The quietness of the place felt like a balm to his soul. Jimmy greeted him with sleepy purrs, his warm body weaving around his legs.

Max looked around, hoping to see you. He found you in the living room, the TV still on, but you were fast asleep on the couch. He smiled softly, feeling a surge of affection. You looked peaceful, one hand resting on Sassy, who was curled up beside you.

He approached quietly, not wanting to wake you, but Jimmy beat him to it, meowing loudly. You stirred, blinking up at Max with sleepy eyes.

“Hey,” you murmured, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. “How was the gala?”

Max shrugged, his eyes never leaving yours. “It was okay. Missed you there, though.”

You felt your cheeks heat up at his words. “I didn’t think it was my kind of scene.”

Max nodded, understanding. “I get it. But it would have been more fun with you there.”

You both fell into a comfortable silence, the tension from earlier replaced by a warmth. Max took a seat beside you, his proximity sending a flutter through your stomach.

“You know,” he began, his voice soft, “I couldn’t stop thinking about what you said earlier.”

Your heart raced. “What do you mean?”

Max looked at you, his gaze intense. “When you said I looked good. It meant a lot coming from you.”

You smiled shyly. “Well, you did. You do.”

Max reached out, gently taking your hand in his. “And you look good too. You always do.”

The air between you thickened again, but this time, it felt different—more certain, more intimate. Max leaned in slightly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation.

“Max,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.

“Yeah?” he replied, his breath warm against your skin.

You hesitated for a moment before closing the gap between you, pressing your lips to his in a soft, tentative kiss. Max responded immediately, his hand coming up to cup your cheek, deepening the kiss. The kiss quickly grew more intense, and you found yourself laying back on the couch, Max’s body hovering over yours.

His lips moved against yours with a hunger that made your head spin. You tangled your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. The feel of his weight on you, the taste of him, it was all too much and not enough at the same time.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathless. You stared up at Max, your heart pounding in your chest.

“What about Yazmin?” you asked, your voice a whisper.

Max smiled, a twinkle in his eye. “She found an F2 driver.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, relief flooding through you. Max brushed a strand of hair from your face, his thumb grazing your cheek.

“You sure you don’t want to come to the next gala?” he asked, his voice hopeful.

You smiled up at him. “I’ll go with you anywhere.”

He grinned, leaning down to peck your lips, both of you smiling softly at each other.

“Good to know.” he murmured, nestling himself into your neck.

141 Neighbors imagine

The boys have been in a relationship for a long time. They've all taken a small break from the feiled after Johnny almost dying... they have been staying in a small and sweet place, a nice flat for them to share.

And while not out on the feiled, they still worked overtime. And weren't home often; and when they were, they always just got some takeaway and loved each other before going to work the next morning.

You had noticed this; You had lived in the flat adjacent to the four hunks. You lived alone in your cute, comfy flat with your cat "Binks,".

You didn't like that they lived off cheap takeaway and three hours of sleep at most. So you decided to be a kind neighbor and give them a good home cooked meal. You made extra for dinner that night, packaging the warm meal and leaving it at their door with a small and short note.

John slowly walks to the door after hearing the soft 'tap tap tap' outside his door. His hand rested on the gun on his hip in case things went south after opening the door.

But nobody was there, he looked down and saw a small basket and a note. "W'as tha?" Johnny asked, coming up behind his former captian; picking up the small basket and bringing it into his lovers home.

"Trying to be a friendly neighbor, I noticed all the takeaway, and I thought you'd all enjoy a nice meal," a short note and nothing more. John didn't trust it, showing it to Simon and Kyle, and Simon agreed. It was too suspicious, Kyle wanted to think maybe their was a kind soul, but knowing their line of work, he wasn't sure.

"I don' kno 'bout ye, but I t'ink this 's delicious." The three men looking to their other lover and to their shock and horror he was munching away on the mysterious meal. "JOHNNY," Simon yelled in disappointment and fear, "well, how are you feeling?" Kyle asked, unsure if this was 100% safe.

"Feel great," the Scott says before taking another spoon full. Kyle shrugs, and they all settle into a comfortable silence as they eat the dinner from their friendly neighbor.

This becomes a normal occurrence. They hear a rapping on their door, and when they open the door, there is a meal waiting, but nobody there.

They didn't know who their friendly neighbor was, but they were thankful for the warm meals. However, one day Johnny came home after a last-minute grocery run and spots you.

Placing the basket on their door quickly knocking before rushing to your door and shushing your fluffy cat as it meows at your feet. Johnny found you cute, and he knew his lovers would love to know you too.

Sorry for the poorly written and rushed little imagine, I'm very tired and I just wanted to write this down before I forgot about it. Maybe make this a real fic later, it'll be written way better I promise.

♪ — 𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬, 𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝗠𝗬 𝗪𝗔𝗬 kimi räikkönen x fem! photographer! reader (fluff) “. . . you try to capture kimi's smile but you capture his heart instead.”

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joining formula one

Bustling. That's what he'd describe the track on such a day. Pushing through the people, Kimi didn't have the patience and to stop and apologize. You didn't neither, but you still repeated the same phrase trying to squeeze through the crowd with a polite smile.

You looked . . . Kimi was to busy watching to think about that. His eyes followed you as you clutched your camera, trying to frame a moment before your dead line. You had this . . . bubbly-like aura that kimi couldn't quite put a finger on. The way you smile and apologized, the way you helped give people directions or explain things even though your clock was ticking.

He's heard about you from his mechanics. The new intern who seems to be practically towing the joy and warmth sun behind wherever she goes. He had to agree with them on that, you sure were . . . something.

Click.

He was too concentrated to realize it was him you were pointing the lens at until it was too late. And he didn't like that. A bright smile made its way to your lips as you looked down at your product, proud of the moment you captured.

You looked up, ready to push yourself in the direction of where you last saw the Finnish boy, only to find him gone already. He'd walked away without sparing you a second glance.

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"Kimi!" You tried to get his attention. Well you did, but not long enough for him to make eyecontact with the camera lens. You smiled nonetheless at your product. "Still no eyecontact?"

You yelped in surprise at the new voice only to relax upon realizing your new friend. "You know, I'd look in the camera and pose for you any time." Fernando Alonso said cheekily as he leaned his shoulder on the wall next to you, watching you blush as he gently held your chin.

Kimi did not like what he was seeing. Watching you pull away from Fernando, shyly brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. But why? Was it because he knew the Spaniard's intentions were only going to take away your innocence. Or maybe because he wanted to keep the joy you radiated all to himself.

You were aiming to get his attention after all. The only thought that now ran through his head was that he also wanted to see the pictures you took.

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"BOO!" Kimi turned to look at you unamused as you tried to get his attention ( successfully ). A squeel rang through your throat as you jumped in place from excitement. Finally!

The sun was practically in your eyes as you stared at the new addition to your camera roll, feeling mesmerized by the beauty of a singular man. Unaware of his presence, Kimi stood behind you also staring at the pictures you took, putting a hand on his waist sighing deeply.

"I like this one." He pointed, pointing at the screen. You jolted surprised, looking up at the finish man with a shy blush. He raised an eyebrow waiting for you to reply or do something but you didn't. "Are you going to keep staring at me or . . . ?" He tilted his head waiting.

You could feel your face redden even deeper as you looked up at him. "I— I was thinking . . . You'd look way better if you took those of. Cause you know— you have—" You stuttered over your words as you gently reached and pulled his glasses off gently, staring deep in his eyes. ". . . Very pretty eyes." You found yourself whispering, like it was a secret.

Kimi hummed, titling his hear the other way, staring deep into your sole which only made you shrink and tense further. "I'll think about it." You couldn't catch it, but the smallest curl of a smile made its way to his lips as he took his sun glasses from you softly, his skin brushing against yours as he tool his leave.

God you loved Finnish men. Blond Finnish men. Blond Finnish men who drive fast cars. Blond Finnish men who were Kimi Räikkönen.

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Kimi didn't like early mornings. At all.

He grumbled as he walked down the semi-empty paddock with his hands in his pockets. The sun was blazing brightly and he didn't like the new see through sunglasses.

Well, he didn't like them until he saw you sitting on a motor home's roof ( how you got up there he didn't think he wanted to know). He stood there, watching you swing your legs and hum a song's melody as you cleaned your disassembled camera.

He didn't want to interrupt you, but he also wanted your . . . attention? It took you a few moments to look down confused at the none moving human. All it took was your wide smile and laugh to make Kimi Räikkönen feel lighter and brighter as he waved up at you hello.

"You got new glasses!" You cheered, throwing your hands up happily. Oh how you loved his eyes. This would do nicely, you thought as you dismounted. You couldn't stop the giggles as you jogged to where kimi was standing waiting for you.

"Do I look camera worthy?" He chuckled, the smallest smile curving on his lips as he leaned a hand on his hand on his hip, tilting his head down for you to get a closer look.

"Camera worthy? I can get you an a magazine." You giggled happily, holding your hands together. The sun shone brighter and Kimi smiled all the way, gently ruffling your hair as he continued his walk through the paddock.

You found that smile on his face time and time again each time he noticed your camera pointed at him. He didn't bother looking away and smiled at you, watching you work and jump in excitement with each perfect shot.

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He lost the glasses ( on purpose, but you didn't need to know that ) and shrugged about it when you asked about it. "It's better for you." He waved off, ruffling your hair and patting your back ( gently ).

You watched as he pushed power cameras and hid his face from them. But to your camera, he presented himself, posing even. Giving the smile that induced your own. The smile that was only for you, genuine and heart stopping. You were his designated photographer at this point. Not only in formula one but in commercials, marketing businesses, and third party events.

He was never that far from you, always by your side, watching you go through the camera roll from a top your head. You enjoyed the small smile and hearing his chuckle from behind you as you held up the screen to show a photo you personally liked. But he wasn't watching them, he was watching you.

You felt your heart flutter and face redden as he offered simple gestures. You'd often find Kimi brushing your hair out of your face or typing it in a loose ponytail, sometimes putting his team cap on your head during sunny days. The way he pulled you to walk under his umbrella when it rained or helped apply the sunscreen to your back when he invited you to out to his yacht in Monaco.

Kimi wasn't big with words or conversations, but you knew what he was asking you when asked you turn around. You felt him gently drape the expensive necklace around your neck with KR7 pendant, clipping it into place. You loved the soft smile that covered his face when he leaned down to connect your lips with his.

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thank you, formula racing

"Kimi, love." You held his hand, pulling him still in his tracks. He gave his immediate and all of his attention to you. This was unusual. You weren't smiling or radiating your halo of joy and warmth. You were dragging along a cloud atop your head, with an uncertain and hesitant look.

Kimi didn't hesitate to cup your cheeks, turning you right and left and around, checking for injuries or bruises. "What happened? Whats wrong?" You closed your eyes, leaning into his soft hands that you've come to love so much.

"I— Remember that magazine photo shoot about 'Schumacher's nightmare'? I . . . I Got a job offer with hypercar. My boss is forcing me to go."

That was great news! Hypercar! Endurance races, night races, 24 hours of le mans! Porsche, Ferrari, McLarwn, Mercedes and more! More money and experience! Lots of new things! Different circuits and calender as well!

. . . different circuits and calender.

You didn't dare to open your eyes and see your boyfriend's reaction. But the way he ran his thumb across your cheek, you couldn't look away from his eyes.

He was stoic. The same way you saw him for the first time. Same way he didn't give a shit about anything outside you. You furrowed your eyebrows, silently begging him to say something.

But this was kimi we were talking about. His hands slowly pulled away from you, and if you closed your eyes, you could still feel him. He hesitantly and simply nodded, holding his hand out for you to shake.

You eyes teared up as you looked down at his open palm. You tried blinking your tears away as you shook his hand gently before watching him pull away and carry on with his previous task.

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welcome home

"Kimi." You whispered. You missed his name on your lips. The quiet man snapped his head up at the familiar voice. Kimi found himself smiling widely upon finding your face, leaning his head on your hand. He could recognize your voice anywhere, in a crowded room after years of being apart.

The gaze in his eyes said everything as you waved a hello and he mounted back one to you. You weren't holding up your camera but Kimi still found himself looking and smiling at you.

You were still beautiful and innocent, your halo and warmth were still intact. Especially your smile, oh how he missed your smile. The way you made him feel, relaxing as he stared at you like a teenager in love. He hasn't felt this at ease in years, and he was glad you were back.

He didn't get the chance to catch you after the press conference, but he found you sitting on the balcony of his garage, legs swinging down the edge. He stood behind you, listening to you hum a melody as you looked at the pictures from today.

You must've been too into your little word to notice him crouched behind you, looking through your pictures with you. A soft smile on his face as he admired your concentrated face. "Baby," He held your chin gently turning you to face him. "Look my way."

Pink dusted your cheeks as you looked at him shyly. "Hi." You whispered barley loud enough for him to hear. "Hi." He glanced down at your lips, not giving it a second thought before leaning down upon seeing the necklace he's gifted you years ago.

THE GRID’S DELIGHT | SERIES MASTERLIST

summary: the shenanigans of female gen z driver and the formula one grid.

author’s note: I started this series, because I’d like to imagine what it would be like to be part of the group of drivers and how it would be like to interact with them on a regular basis. It’s all fun and games, and I don’t know these people in real life. everything is fiction! the stories aren’t written in chronological order, but I try to put them in the right order below! 

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