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Over the years, you had a habit of lying to the media. It all started during your first season of f1 when a reporter had asked if your parents had attended the race to which you replied that you never met your parents. It was soon revealed that both parents were in the garage watching you overtake and land a podium finish. They weren’t mad since you had done it before in school lots of times, they actually found it funny.
The internet had definitely caught on to your constant lies, some even making compilations of all of them.
The media wasn’t the only ones being lied to by you. The other drivers were also victims. You remember one time when Mark and Fernando gave you a cake for your birthday then when you ate it, you started to cough. “Does this have gluten?” You asked.
“I think so?” Mark said unsure.
“I’m allergic to gluten!”
It took about two seconds for the Red Bull driver to start panicking.
“Oh god, she’s going to die!”
“Mark, shut up! I was joking.”
Fernando wished he had a camera to capture the moment Mark thought you were going to pass away.
“One day you’re going to say the truth and none of us will believe you.” Fernando said. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Yeah, sure.
But as always, you should’ve listen to Fernando.
It wasn’t until the 2014 when you and Kimi started to date. It started with one date to a drive in movie, that very night you had kissed Kimi, one thing led to another and soon you and Kimi were dating. The first person you told was some friends from your hometown, which of course didn’t believe you.
“Fuck, the old man was right.” You told yourself one day when you realized that all those years of lying finally came to haunt you.
It was after the driver’s briefing when you couldn’t take it anymore. Several drivers were making plans to go out for dinner and they had invited you and Kimi, but you had other plans since you were going on a date.
“I can’t, I have a date.” You said. Then you heard laughs scattered around the room. “What? What’s so funny?”
“Mate, you can just say you don’t want to. Last time you lied saying you were sick then we found you at a casino.” Jenson said.
“Well this time it’s real, I have a date so I can’t go.” You replied. “And it only happened once!”
“Twice.” Kimi said from beside you. It was true, you had said no to going out for dinner another time because you were planning a trip to visit Kimi’s family.
“Oh, I guess it did happen twice. But this time it’s real.”
“Sure. Who’s the lucky guy who’s putting up with your lying mouth?” Jenson laughed.
“Kimi.” You said causally.
Again, you received laughs as a response. So you got up from your seat. “Later, losers.” You said and gave Kimi a quick kiss before you left the room.
The iceman stared at you adoringly as you left. It was clear to everyone that you were telling the truth. Kimi noticed how quiet the room had gotten and looked at the other drivers. “What?”
“She was telling the truth?” Sebastian questioned.
Kimi nodded. “You don’t listen.” He got up from his seat. He could care less if they thought he was also lying, he had a date to prepare for with the love of his life.
Late night ice cream— Kimi Raikkonen x reader
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For a few weeks now you’ve suspected that your husband and daughter had been sneaking out In the middle of the night and getting ice cream. Now you didn’t have any proof of this so you just had to get said proof. Laying in bed you pretended to be asleep. It wasn't long before you felt Kimi get out of bed and lightly placed a kiss on your forehead and left the room.
Once you knew Kimi was out of the room you opened your eyes and looked at the alarm clock. It was 12am, rolling your eyes, you got out of bed and headed for the living room where you heard the sounds of your daughter quietly giggling and Kimi’s hushed shush.
“You gotta be quiet baby Mommy’s still sleeping” Kimi said as he tied her shoes.
“Ok papa,” your daughter says.
“And just what do the two of you think you’re going to do?” You asked about making your presence known.
They both looked shocked that you'd interrupted their late night treat. "Oh, nothing, we thought we might just go for an impromptu stroll." Kimi replied. "A stroll? It's after midnight!"
Kimi's daughter, "Papa promised me we'd go get ice cream." She looked up at her father with pleading eyes.
“You know how much she loves ice cream. It's not going to hurt anybody.” Kimi said, trying to defend himself.
"How often has this been going on? You two sneaking behind my back, leaving me in bed all alone while you two go and have fun?" You ask.
your daughter laughs, "It's all my fault, I asked Papa to take me and we didn't want to wake you up."
"Sweetheart-" Kimi begins.
"No, it's okay, I've been suspecting for a while you two have been sneaking out. I just never had the proof until now. You'd think you could keep a secret." you say
Kimi smiles and ruffles his daughter's hair, "You're not mad at us are you Mama?"
In spite of yourself, you can't help but smile, "Of course not. I'd be lying if I didn't say I didn't want some ice cream too," you say.
Your daughter's face lights up and she runs to you, throwing her arms around your waist, "Really?"
"Of course sweetie. As long as we all come back to bed after." you reply jokingly.
"Okay." your daughter says. Kimi chuckles. "And no more going out in the middle of the night okay."
Your daughter nods her head, "Of course. we promise." She glances up at her father who is smiling down at her.
"Well, what're we waiting for, let's go." Kimi said, grabbing his daughter’s hand.
Just before they get to the door, Kimi pauses and turns back to you, “You coming too, honey?”
You can’t help but smile at your husband and daughter's adorable expressions of anticipation, you know you wouldn't be able to sleep anyways. "Yeah, I'm coming." You laugh.
Kimi and your daughter cheer at your decision to join them on their little late night ice cream adventure. Together the three of you head out into a cool, late-night breeze, your daughter's hand tightly clasped in Kimi's and yours in the other.As you step out of the house, a quiet calm settles over you, the night air cool on your skin. As the three of you stroll along the sidewalks, Kimi and your daughter seem lost in a world of their own. But you're content just the way things are at that moment. You see your daughter happily swinging her free hand as she walks, a smile spreading across her cute face as she talks and laughs with her father. And you catch Kimi glancing over at you.
He smiles when your gaze meets his and for just a moment a small flutter of butterflies dance in your stomach. Your heart does a little hop as it realizes that despite the time, despite the fact you're all supposed to be sleeping, this is the perfect moment. Soon you arrive at the small ice cream place down the road from your house. As you step inside, the sweet smell of vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry fills the room. Your daughter is the first to find a table, taking a seat right by the window.
Kimi and yourself sit next to your daughter, and the waitress comes over to take your order. Your daughter eagerly tells her she wants a strawberry sundae. Kimi orders a vanilla ice cream cone with chocolate sprinkles. You order mint chocolate chip ice cream. The waitress smiles at your daughter's adorable enthusiasm and quickly jots down the orders. The waitress heads to the back to make your order and as soon as she's out of sight, Kimi leans in and whispers, "I thought you'd be asleep."
"I'd rather be out with you having ice cream than lying in bed all alone." you say, leaning forward and giving your husband a quick kiss on the lips.
Kimi smiles back as he reaches for your hand, squeezing it tightly. "I know what you mean," he says, a small smirk spreading across his face.
Before you can say anything else, the waitress returns with your daughter's strawberry sundae and Kimi's vanilla cone, topped with chocolate sprinkles and your mint chocolate chip.
“We should do this more often,” you replied.
"I second that." Kimi says, taking a bite of his ice cream cone. Your daughter takes her first bite of her sundae and smiles at you, "This is the best ice cream ever!" She says. And it is At that moment, with the three of you eating your ice cream, enjoying one another's company, quietly laughing at your daughter's cute antics, you forget all about how you suspected them of sneaking off to get ice cream and instead realize, this moment, this was truly worth getting out of bed for.
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Summary: The new rookie slowly becomes the on grid child of the Iceman.
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As the newest and youngest member of the Formula 1 grid, I, Y/N, stood beside my race car, inhaling the mixed scents of burnt rubber and high-octane fuel. The roar of the engines filled the air with palpable anticipation.
I glanced around, absorbing the vibrant spectacle, the excited chatter of fans blending with the mechanical symphony of the pit lane. Yet, amidst all the noise and excitement, there lingered a silence in my heart—a void left by a father who walked away from our family when I was just a child.
Growing up, it was just my mom and me. She was my rock, cheering me on from karting races to junior championships. Despite her unending support, there was always a part of me that felt incomplete. I had a father, but I never really had a dad.
It was during my first official test as an F1 driver that I met Kimi Raikkonen. Known as the 'Iceman' for his cool demeanor on track, Kimi was a veteran of the sport, admired by many for his straightforward attitude and racing prowess. As I struggled with the complexities of handling my F1 car, Kimi noticed me.
"Remember, it's all about balance and knowing your limits," he advised one afternoon as he watched me analyze some telemetry data that looked more like a cryptic puzzle.
I nodded, feeling somewhat star-struck. "Thanks, Kimi. It's just a lot to take in all at once."
"You’ll get there. It takes time," he replied, his voice carrying a calming assurance.
After that initial moment of guidance at my first test session, Kimi’s role in my life began to deepen progressively. It wasn’t just about racing anymore; it was about finding a connection that spanned beyond the track.
Over the next few races, Kimi became a mentor and a friend. His advice was always practical, his presence reassuring. Somehow, he began to fill a gap I hadn't realized was so profound.
As the season progressed, Kimi taught me about resilience, about facing the media, and handling the pressures that came with the sport. His family occasionally visited the races, and I saw the loving father he was to his own children. It was in those moments I felt both a sense of warmth and a twinge of envy.
One evening, after a particularly grueling race in Monaco where I had spun out, Kimi found me sitting alone by the paddock, my head in my hands.
"Want to talk about it?" he asked, sitting beside me.
"It's just... sometimes I wonder if I’m cut out for this," I confessed. "I miss having someone to look up to. Someone who's there, you know?"
Kimi looked out into the distance before speaking. "I may not know all about your personal life, but on this track, you're never really alone. We’re a team. And if you ever need a bit of that... fatherly advice, I’m here."
His words were a salve to my bruised confidence.
A pivotal moment came mid-season during a particularly challenging weekend at the British Grand Prix. The weather was unpredictable, and so was my confidence in handling the car under such variable conditions. After a disheartening practice session, Kimi invited me to debrief over coffee, away from the bustling energy of the team garages.
As we sat down in the quiet of the motorhome, Kimi shared stories from his early days—mistakes he'd made and lessons he’d learned. "It's not just about fighting the car," he explained, "but cooperating with it, understanding it like a dance partner." His anecdotes were not only instructive but also peppered with his dry humor, making the lessons stick in a way that technical debriefs often didn't.
As the season progressed, our mentor-mentee relationship started to feel more like a friendship. Kimi invited me to join him and his family for dinner during a race weekend in Monaco. Sitting with his family, sharing laughs, and stories, I felt an inclusion that went beyond my expectations. His wife was warm and welcoming, treating me like a guest of honor, while his children eyed me with curiosity and shy smiles.
Our bond continued to strengthen as we faced various challenges together. During one stressful race in Singapore, where the heat and humidity tested every driver’s endurance, Kimi and I found ourselves fighting for podium positions. Post-race, exhausted yet exhilarated, we shared a long cooldown lap, discussing our individual races and the intense final laps.
“I saw you holding off Carlos behind you,” Kimi said, a note of respect in his voice. “You’re getting stronger every race.”
Hearing such words from Kimi wasn’t just a compliment; it was a form of validation from someone who had seen it all in the world of Formula 1.
Seasons changed, and my career in F1 began to flourish. With Kimi’s guidance, I improved not just my driving, but my understanding of the technical aspects of racing. His presence at critical moments of decision-making became something I relied on more than I had expected.
His mentoring had transcended the cockpit of a race car. Kimi had become a steadfast part of my life—a constant in a world marked by speed and change. Our bond, forged in the fast lanes, was built to last a lifetime, proving that sometimes, family finds you in the most unexpected places.
It was during a pre-race event that a journalist unexpectedly asked about my family. "I understand your father isn’t in the picture. How has that influenced you?"
I paused, looking over at Kimi who was signing autographs nearby, laughing with a young fan. Turning back to the journalist, I smiled.
"I grew up without a dad, that’s true. But I’ve found guidance, strength, and a bit of family right here in the paddock. Kimi’s been a great mentor and a father figure to me."
The racing season was nearing its end, and rumors about Kimi Raikkonen's retirement had been swirling in the paddock for weeks. However, nothing could have prepared me for the moment he confirmed it. We were in the team's motorhome when he gently broke the news to me personally.
"I think it's time for me to step back," Kimi said, his voice steady but his eyes revealing a hint of sadness. "Spend more time with my family, you know?"
I nodded mechanically, trying to process the information, but a storm of emotions was brewing inside me. As he continued to explain his decision, a sense of abandonment enveloped me, growing stronger and darker. It was as if history was repeating itself; just when I thought I had found a figure of stability and support, he was leaving.
"Kimi, you can’t leave," I blurted out, the words laced with a mix of desperation and anger. "You’re just like him—just like my father. You're walking away when I need you most!"
Kimi looked taken aback, his face softening. "Y/N, come here," he said, motioning for me to sit beside him. Hesitantly, I moved closer, trying to hold back tears that were threatening to spill.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Listen, I know this might feel like I’m abandoning you, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. I'm not leaving your life—I’m just leaving the grid."
The dam broke, and tears streamed down my face. "It just feels like everyone I depend on leaves eventually," I confessed, the pain of past and present mingling together.
Kimi wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into a reassuring hug. "Y/N, I’m not your father. I won’t just disappear. I promised to be there for you, and I intend to keep that promise. You’re part of my family now, and that doesn’t end with retirement. You'll always have a place with us, at our table, in our home. Anytime."
His words, genuine and firm, slowly seeped into my heart, easing the ache with the warmth of his assurance. "You mean that?" I asked, looking up at him.
"I do," he confirmed with a nod. "And hey, I'll be around. I’ll come to races when I can. And you’ll always be able to call me, anytime you need—about racing, or about life. Anything.”
As Kimi’s retirement neared, our interactions became tinged with a sense of urgency, each moment feeling more significant. One late afternoon in Italy, Kimi and I took a walk around the track, discussing life beyond racing.
“What worries you about all this ending?” I asked, curious about his thoughts on leaving the world he’d known for so long.
“It’s a big change, sure,” he admitted. “But life’s about phases. You end one chapter and start another. And remember, leaving F1 doesn’t mean disappearing. We’re family now, Y/N. That doesn’t end with retirement.”
His words were comforting, especially as I grappled with my own fears of abandonment. Seeing how he approached his transition with a mix of realism and optimism helped me understand that endings were also beginnings.
As we continued walking, the setting sun cast long shadows on the track, and Kimi stopped to look out over the circuit. “Every turn on this track has a story,” he mused. “Just like every phase in life. Make sure you live them fully, no matter the challenge.”
The conversation lightened my heart and cemented a new kind of bond between us. Kimi’s retirement race came, As Kimi drove his final lap, the crowds cheers felt like a celebration of more than just his career. It was a tribute to the enduring nature of chosen family, to the unbreakable ties that we had formed.
I felt a surge of gratitude. I might have lost a father early in life, but in this world of high speeds and fierce competition, I had gained something invaluable—a family on the track and a father figure who taught me more than just how to drive.
As the fireworks painted the sky, I realized that family isn't always defined by blood, but by the bonds we create and the promises we keep. Kimi had shown me that no matter the distance, those bonds can withstand more than we sometimes believe possible.
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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.
Hey
It’s me
Anyway I’m thinking Kimi. I heard somewhere that Kimi had his back operated on a few years ago and so I thought I might start with that. So retired Kimi doing I don’t know motorbikes or whatever he does and falling, not a bad fall but just enough that his back aches. And I don’t any other parts just that and the person reader thing helping somehow?
I honestly don’t know I’m just winging it.
Again if you do not wish to write this, then don’t.
Anyway how are going? I hope this isn’t past the due date but I don’t know cause I’m in Australian time.
Ughhh 😩 I’m just now getting around to this 👹 also this picture makes me giggle 🤭
“You’re not invincible” — Kimi Raikkönen x reader
Ft Jenson,Mark,Fernando and Seb
Fluff,Crack and Comfort
This is mostly for laughs
It also has a bunch of banter we love banter in this house
Word count 3k
When Kimi retired from Formula One he didn’t expect his retirement to be so boring. He wasn’t gonna lie he missed the adrenaline rush he got from racing and his friends. I guess that’s who Kimi found himself at Sebastian’s with Mark,Jenson,Sebastian and Fernando standing around in the garage looking at the new motor bike Seb had bought.
“I don’t think this is a good idea,” Jeson says, holding his hands up and taking a step back from the bike.
“Says the man who is a WEC driver” Seb jokes.
“Hey my wife would kill me if she found out that I was on that thing” Jenson said defending himself.
“Yeah I’m out too I have to be in Montreal for the race in four days” Fernando said shaking his head.
“Okay that leaves Mark,Kimi and Myself” Seb says crossing his arms over his chest.
“Count me out! My wife's a nurse and she sees motorbike accidents all the time” Mark says, shuddering at the countless accidents he hears from his wife.
“I’ll do it,” Kimi says, shrugging , finally speaking up.
Seb’s eyes light up with excitement as he realizes Kimi’s agreed to go on the bike ride.
“Yes!” Seb exclaims, pumping his fist in the air.
Jenson, Mark, and Fernando all exchange glances, shaking their heads in disbelief at Kimi’s decision. They know just how reckless he can be on the track and they worry that he might get into trouble on the motorbike.
“Are you sure you know what you’re getting yourself into?” Fernando asks, raising an eyebrow.
Kimi smirks and shrugs, his typical laid-back demeanor on display.
“I can handle it,” he replies confidently, his eyes glinting with a hint of mischief.
Jenson and Mark share a look, clearly concerned for their friend's safety. They know how competitive and adrenaline-seeking Kimi can be, and they're worried about what he might do on the motorbike.
“Just be careful, man. Those things are dangerous,” Mark warns, placing a hand on Kimi's shoulder.
Seb rolls his eyes, clearly growing impatient with their cautionary words.
“Relax, guys. Kimi's a professional racer. He knows how to handle a bike,” he says, trying to reassure them.
Mark and Jenson exchange another worried look, but they know there's no stopping Kimi when he's set his mind on something.
Jenson sighs and throws up his hands in resignation.
“Fine, just be careful, okay? We don’t want you ending up in the hospital,” he says, giving Kimi a stern look.
Kimi just chuckles and gives Jenson a casual wave.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” he says, his tone lacking any concern.
“He’s right you we aren’t exactly 20 anymore some of us are almost 50 years old” Jenson says side eyeing Mark.
“That’s not funny” Mark says smacking Jenson on the back of his head.
Seb smiles and shakes his head in amusement at their banter.
“Come on, guys, lighten up! We’re still young at heart,” he says, grinning.
Fernando chuckles and crosses his arms over his chest, amused by their behavior.
“Young at heart, maybe. But our bodies might disagree,” he says, giving them a knowing look.
Jenson lets out a defeated sigh and nods in agreement.
“You have a point,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck.
Mark crosses his arms and rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed by the reminder of his age.
“Yeah, yeah, we get it. We’re old,” he mutters, leaning against the wall.
Seb grins and punches Mark on the arm playfully.
“Don’t be such a grump, old man,” he teases, enjoying how Mark’s face twists in annoyance.
Mark shoves Seb back playfully, his annoyance growing.
“Watch it, Sebby,” he warns, glaring at Seb.
Seb just laughs and holds up his hands in defense.
“Just kidding, mate. Lighten up,” he says, grinning.
“Oh, and you’re such a mature adult, Jenson?” Mark shoots back, rolling his eyes.
Seb grins and crosses his arms over his chest.
“Yeah, where’s your sense of adventure, Jense? Too old and bored in your comfy armchair?”
Jenson feigns offense and puts a hand on his chest.
“Excuse me, I’ll let you know that I have plenty of adventures. I just prefer ones that don’t involve motorcycles and broken bones,” he says, raising an eyebrow. “Now Kimi, are you really sure you want to do this?” Jenson asked.
Kimi nods, his eyes fixed on the bike.
“Yes, I’m sure. I’ve been wanting to try something different since I retired. And this seems like a good enough adventure for me,” he replies confidently.
Seb grins and slaps Kimi on the back, clearly excited to have him on the ride with him.
“That’s the spirit, Kimi! We’re gonna have so much fun!” he exclaims, his eyes twinkling with excitement.
Mark crosses his arms over his chest and frowns.
“I still don’t like this. It’s too risky,” he mutters, worry etched on his face.
Jenson nods in agreement with Mark.
“Yeah, I have to agree with Mark on this. You’re not exactly young anymore, Kimi. You could seriously hurt yourself,” he says, his concern evident in his voice.
Kimi rolls his eyes and sighs, clearly annoyed by their concern.
“I appreciate your concern, guys. But I’m not a fragile old man. I can handle a bike ride,” he says, a hint of irritation in his voice.
“Ok if you say so” Mark says.
Seb grins, clearly sensing the tension in the air.
“I’m you think that Kimi because your going first” Seb says handing Kimi the keys and one of Kimi old helmets from a helmet swaps they did years ago.
Kimi takes the keys and the helmet from Seb, a feeling of nostalgia washing over him as he holds the old helmet. He shrugs it on, adjusting the strap under his chin.
“Fine, I’ll go first. Just to prove that I can handle it,” he says, his voice determined.
Seb grins and pats Kimi on the shoulder.
“Atta boy, Kimi. This is gonna be great!” he exclaims, clearly excited at the prospect of the ride.
Jenson,Fernando and Mark exchange a worried look, their concerns still evident on their faces.
Kimi swings his leg over the bike, settling himself onto the seat. He takes a deep breath and grips the handlebars, a mixture of excitement and nerves coursing through him.
“Let’s do this,” he says, looking over at his friends with a determined look.
The ride didn’t quite go as planned. As they were riding, Kimi lost control of the bike and ended up crashing into a nearby ditch.
Thankfully, it wasn’t a major accident. Kimi was a bit banged up, and he grimaced as he tried to sit up.
“Ugh, my back,” he groaned, wincing in pain. Seb quickly dismounted the bike and rushed to Kimi’s side, concern etched on his face.
“Kimi! Are you okay?” he asked, helping Kimi sit up.
Jenson, Mark and, Fernando hurried over as well, their expressions mirroring Seb’s concern.
Kimi leaned against Seb, his face twisted in pain.
“I’m fine. Just a little sore,” he groaned, trying to play it off.
Mark rolled his eyes, not buying it.
“Yeah, right. You’re about as convincing as a three-year-old trying to lie about stealing a cookie,” he said dryly.
Seb shot Mark a glare before turning his attention back to Kimi.
“Let me see,” he said, gently lifting up the back of Kimi's shirt to inspect his injury.
As Seb lifts up Kimi's shirt, he sees a large bruise forming on the small of Kimi's back, the skin red and inflamed.
“Ah, that looks painful,” Mark says, wincing as he sees the bruise.
Jenson and Fernando nod in agreement, their faces etched with concern.
“Come on, let's get you home” Mark says.
Kimi nods weakly, his face pale from the pain.
“Yeah, let’s go,” he mutters, trying to stand up. But as he tries to stand his legs buckle under him and he stumbles forward.
Seb quickly steadies him, looping an arm around his waist.
“Easy, mate. Let’s take it slow,” he says, supporting Kimi’s weight.
As they make their way back to the car, Kimi grimaces with each step, the pain flaring up with every movement.
Jenson and Fernando follow behind, watching with concern as Seb and Mark help Kimi.
Mark shakes his head as they reach the car, clearly annoyed.
“You just had to prove something, didn’t you?” he says, opening the car door for Kimi.
Kimi just grunts in response, too focused on the pain radiating from his back to come up with a snarky retort.
Seb helps him into the car, adjusting the seat so that Kimi is comfortable.
“Don’t be too hard on him, Mark. He was just trying to have some fun,” Seb says, trying to ease the tension.
“Oh and you're telling y/n what happened” Marks adds.
Kimi groans at the mention of Y/n.
“Ugh, can we just skip that part?” he mutters.
Seb chuckles, clearly amused by Kimi’s reluctance to tell you about the accident.
“Afraid your wife is gonna give you an earful?” he teases.
Mark,Jenson,Fernando and Kimi all exchanged looks before says “yes!”
Seb laughs, thoroughly enjoying their reactions.
“Oh please, it’s just a little back injury. I’m sure Y/n will understand,” he says, clearly underestimating the situation.
Jenson shakes his head, a knowing look on his face.
“Oh buddy, you have no idea what you’re getting into.”
Mark nods in agreement.
“Y/n won’t be happy about this. I mean, come on, Kimi. You’re not a young driver anymore. You have to be careful,” he says, his voice filled with concern.
Fernando chimes in.
“You’re lucky it wasn’t worse. You could have really hurt yourself,” he says, his expression serious.
Kimi groans again, knowing they’re all right.
“I know. I know. I just didn’t think it would end up like this,” he mutters, feeling guilty for worrying you.
Seb pats him on the shoulder.
“Hey, it’s okay. It was an accident. But you’re gonna have to face the music, pal,” he says, trying to lighten the mood.
Jenson nods in agreement.
“Yeah, you’ll just have to explain what happened and hope for the best,” he says, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Kimi sighs, knowing he has no way out of this.
“I guess you’re right. Let’s just get this over with,” he says, resignation in his voice.
As they arrive at Kimi's house, Kimi's anxiety grows. He knows he's in for it with you.
Seb and Mark help him out of the car, supporting his weight as they make their way to the front door.
Fernando and Jenson follow behind, still concerned about his injury. As they enter the house, Kimi’s heart sinks as he sees you sitting on the couch, reading a book. You look up as you hear the door open and your eyes widen in surprise as you see Kimi being supported by Seb, Mark, Fernando and Jenson.
“What happened?!” you exclaim, jumping up from the couch and rushing over to them.
Kimi looks at you sheepishly, feeling like a child who got caught doing something they weren’t supposed to.
“I uh...I had a little accident,” he mutters, avoiding your gaze.
Seb, Mark, Fernando and Jenson all step back, leaving Kimi to explain the situation. They exchange knowing glances, already bracing themselves for your reaction. You look at Kimi, anger and concern etched on your face.
“A little accident? What do you mean a little accident? You’re in pain, you can barely walk, and you have a massive bruise on your back!” you exclaim, your voice becoming louder with every word.
Kimi winces under your gaze, feeling like he’s been scolded by a teacher. "I know, I know. It wasn't supposed to go like this. It was just a fun ride, that's all, " Kimi tries to explain, his voice sounding small and meek.
Seb, Mark, Fernando and Jenson all stand there awkwardly, feeling like they're witnessing a couple's fight.
You shake your head in frustration, your hands on your hips.
"Just a fun ride? Oh, and I suppose that bruise on your back is just a temporary tattoo?!" you retorted, your eyes narrowing. Kimi rubs the back of his neck, feeling more and more like a child under your disapproving glare.
"I know it looks bad, but it’s not as bad as it looks," he says, trying to downplay the situation.
Seb, Mark, Fernando, and Jenson all inwardly cringe, knowing that he's only making things worse for himself.
They all watched as you sighed before saying “the important thing is that it doesn’t look major”
Kimi's eyes flick up at your words, a glimmer of hope in his gaze. He'd been expecting a worse reaction, so he's somewhat relieved by your calmer tone.
Mark, Seb, Jenson and Fernando all exchange glances, surprised that you're not chewing Kimi out like they thought you would.
“Let’s get you upstairs some grab the ice pack from the freezer and the heating pad from the hall closet” you said to the guys
Seb, Mark, Jenson and Fernando nod, understanding your instructions.
Seb dashes off to the kitchen to grab the ice pack, while Mark heads to the hall closet to retrieve the heating pad. Jenson follows behind Mark, feeling a sense of relief that the situation isn’t escalating.
After a few minutes, all four men return, each holding the items you requested. Seb returns with the ice pack, which he hands to you, while Mark gives you the heating pad. Jenson and Fernando stand there, waiting for further instructions.
Kimi remains there, looking sheepish and embarrassed, as if he had just been caught sneaking a cookie from the jar.
You take the items from the guys, giving them a small smile of appreciation.
You then turn your attention back to Kimi, looking at him with a stern but loving expression.
"Come on, let's get you settled upstairs," you say, gesturing towards the stairs. Kimi nods obediently, wincing slightly as he takes a step, the pain in his back flaring up again.
Seb, Mark, Jenson and Fernando all exchange looks, impressed by how well you're handling the situation. They follow behind you and Kimi as you make your way upstairs.
As you reach the bedroom, you help Kimi settle onto the bed, making sure he’s comfortable. Then, with practiced ease, you place the ice pack on his bruised back, trying to reduce the inflammation.
Seb, Mark, Jenson and Fernando all hover nearby, watching you with a mixture of curiosity and admiration. “Thank you for bringing him home guys but I can’t take it from here” you said looking at the four men who were standing in the doorway.
Seb, Mark, Jenson and Fernando nod in understanding.
"Of course, no problem," Sebastian says, giving you a small smile.
Mark pats Kimi on the shoulder, a sympathetic look on his face. "Take it easy, mate. We'll check in on you later," he says.
Jenson and Fernando nod in agreement, their expressions showing their concern. "Yeah, get some rest, Kimi," Jenson says.
Kimi gives them a weak smile, appreciating their support.
"Thanks, guys. I'll be fine. Just need some rest," he says, his voice betraying how tired he truly is.
Seb, Mark, Jenson and Fernando chuckle slightly. "We know you're a tough old man, but even tough old men need to rest sometimes," Mark teases.
Kimi glares at Mark playfully before grumbling, "Yeah, yeah, I know. Just get outta here"
Seb, Mark, Jenson and Fernando laugh, clearly amused by his attempt at being grumpy.
"Alright, we're going. You two behave now," Jenson teases, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Kimi rolls his eyes, but a hint of a smile forms on his lips.
"Yeah, we'll be fine. Thanks for your concern, lads," he mutters.
Seb, Mark, Jenson and Fernando all say their goodbyes and make their way out of the room, closing the door gently behind them.
Once they're gone, you and Kimi are left alone in silence. You focus on applying the ice pack to his back, making sure it's placed in the right spot.
Kimi watches you for a moment, grateful for your care.
"Thanks, love," he mumbles, his voice softer than usual. You look up at him, noticing the vulnerability in his expression.
"Of course, darling," you reply, a comforting smile on your face. "But next time, maybe stick to less dangerous activities, okay?"
Kimi huffs out a chuckle, his expression sheepish.
"Yeah, I guess I got a bit carried away, didn't I?" You nod, still holding the ice pack to his back.
"Just a bit. You're not a young driver anymore, you need to be careful," you say sternly, your tone betraying how much you worry about him.
Kimi winces a bit as the ice pack touches a particularly sore spot.
"I know, I know. I was just having some fun, that's all," he grumbles.
You shake your head, a playful smile on your lips.
"Fun is great, but not if it ends up with you hurting yourself like this," you say, gently chiding him.
Kimi sighs, knowing you're right.
"I know, I know. I should have been more careful," he mutters, wincing again as you apply more pressure with the ice pack. You pause for a moment, studying his face closely.
"You're lucky it's just a bruised back and not something more serious," you say, your voice filled with concern.
Kimi nods, feeling guilty for worrying you.
"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry for scaring you like that," he says, his expression remorseful.
You soften your expression, your eyes filled with love and understanding.
"It's okay, I know you didn't mean it. Just...promise me you'll be more careful next time, okay? You're not invincible, no matter how much you like to think you are," you say, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.
Kimi chuckles weakly, looking up at you.
"Yeah, I know I'm not invincible. And I promise I'll be more careful from now on. No more showing off, I swear," he says, his expression sincere.
You smile at his promise, satisfied that he's taking this seriously.
"Good. I just want you to be safe," you say, gently removing the ice pack from his back.
Kimi sighs in relief as the coldness disappears, replaced by the feeling of your warm hand on his back.
"I know, and I appreciate it. I don't like worrying you like this," he mutters, his voice softer than before. You begin to gently massage his back, your fingers working to soothe the muscles under his skin.
"I know you don't. But accidents happen. Just promise me you'll be more careful in the future," you repeat, your tone still stern but filled with love.
Kimi nods, feeling the tension in his back slowly ease under your touch.
As you continue to massage his back, Kimi closes his eyes, completely relaxing under your touch.
"I promise, love. No more showing off. I'll be a good boy from now on," he mutters, a small smile on his face.
You chuckle at his words, amused by his choice of words.
"Good boy, huh? I like the sound of that."
You continue to massage his back, feeling a strong sense of affection for him.
Kimi Raikkonen is my new hyperfixation and I think I've read ALL of his stories here. I need more 😭 If anyone knows, please tag me in more, grateful 🫶🏼
