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illicit affairs #CL16 #MS47
PAIRING: charles leclerc x ex-gf reader! mick schumacher x reader!
SUMMARY: he was once the man you’ve always dreamed of, until one day a decision made drunkenly by him made you realised you were never the chosen one
WARNING: angst + cheating, fluff at the end
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2018
being in a relationship has it’s ups and downs, not everyday is full of smiles and laughters, some times it’s deadly silence just like the situation right now between you and charles
you were in a relationship with charles leclerc eversince 2016, you’ve seen him won the formula 2 championship, jumping to formula 1, you were there when he went through hard times, there were days you had to put him over yourself and you’ve never once regretted it.
But here you are, in a relationship that’s full of rocky roads. Charles and you met through his younger brother arthur, you were just a year older than Arthur, and the both of you used to hangout at the leclerc’s apartment daily as the both of you were and still has a close friendship. Arthur had given an advice to you in the early stages of dating with his brother, an advice you should’ve listen clearly.
“i’ll pack my things later, and i’m moving out tomorrow charles” the both of you is currently in the kitchen, you sitting down sipping on your warm honey lemon tea and him just munching down on the breakfast you’ve made for him
“i’m sorry, i swear i do not know what came on to me. she just happened to be there, i should have pushed her, cherie” you heard the metal fork cling as it came in contact with the marble counter top, you refused to believe the news that was trending everywhere
Formula One driver Charles Leclerc caught cheating on his fiancé, y/n l/n last night
When you were woken up by Arthur calls, you were confused of course until you clicked on the link that was send to you from Arthur. Ironically last night, you were on the call with him frantically worrying on Charles whereabouts, other than being woken up by Arthur’s morning calls, you were greeted by the sight of Charles sprawled out on the sofa in the living room.
All the times you were asking for signs if he was made for you, and even though the news did broke your heart, it showed the truth to you and made you realise that you wouldn’t want to spend your precious moments crying and fixing a relationship that is probably isn’t even worth it anymore.
“Sorry doesn’t fix the heartache i woke up to this morning, Charles. If this relationship isn’t worth the fight for you, you could have ask for a break and not cheat on me with someone else. That is so low of you, you knew how cheating affects me, you promised you will never do what he did and here you are proving me wrong”
“i know mon cherie, i am aware and i am so sorry. all i can do right now is to apologise to you, i am so sorry. i love you, i really do. you’ll always be the person my heart beats for cherie, please listen to me” you could hear Charles footsteps approaching you
“sometimes i wish you are able to see how much i sacrifice myself for you, when you were devastated from losing races, i would drop every single thing i was doing and run to you, calm you down.” you could feel tears running down your cheeks, reminiscing the memories the both of you have made together, from bad memories to good memories
“i supported you in every races no matter how exhausted i was, i would pray everyday that you wouldn’t crash and hurt yourself or blame yourself. I had to turn down job offers because i know that i am your number one support system, and i’ll always have to be there” his hand reached yours and tightly gripping it not letting you go
“but I’m exhausted Charles, I’m exhausted that i am always the one putting so much more effort in the relationship, i know you’re fighting for your dreams but what about mine? You’ve never asked about it, i know so much of you yet you know so little of me. I’m sorry Charles, if this happened a year ago, i would have accepted you back in my life but i’m not her anymore.” you let go of his hand, walking to the sink of the shared kitchen and washed the mug
Charles of course had nothing to say because he knew how badly he has been treating you, especially when whatever you’ve spilled your hearts out were accurate, he knew too little of you.
“where are you going to stay, will you be at Arthur’s ?”
“i will crash over at Arthur’s until i found a place, you shouldn’t be concerned where i am staying, be more concerned with Arthur, he’s fuming Charles. He’s your brother, fix the relationship”
with that, you walked to the shared room and started packing your items while Charles left the house to give you space.
what Charles doesn’t know is that you had been blessed with a gift, but for now that is just for you to know.
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2021
Just 2 and a half years ago, on the 14th of February 2019, your baby girl was born into the world. Of course, Arthur, Pascale and Lorenzo knew about the pregnancy and promised to keep it a secret from him.
When you left the house, you were 2 weeks pregnant, you managed to settle in to an apartment nearby Arthur’s apartment due to safety reasons. You were glad that you’ve rarely bumped into Charles, because as of now you’re unsure if you would wanna let Charles know of the child that the both of you shared.
Pascale would constantly come over to provide assistance and you were glad she was there for you even when you aren’t apart of the family anymore.
Just a year after you’ve left, Charles had gotten in-to a relationship, Arthur would always talk to you about how she wasn’t you and it’ll end with you lecturing him on how he should’ve been happy for his brother instead of hating his relationship.
“she’s not you, y/n. she’s just so different” Arthur shouted across the living room while entertaining your daughter, Valentiné Aurore Hervé Leclerc.
Your lovely 2 and a half years old babygirl, Valentiné Aurore Hervé Leclerc, is the greatest gift to you, she was your strength and the reason you are still in this world.
Of course, you did struggled being a single parent but the support you’ve received from your family, friends and his family was never-ending.
“don’t say that thur, i’m sure she’s great and just shy. he’s happy, let him be thur” you lightly hit the back of Arthur’s head
“look baby val, your mum just hit me on the head” all val did was laughed and continued playing with the toys Enzo had gifted, with the exact same eye-smile Charles had
“would you ever let Charles know about val?” Arthur asked, taking a seat beside you
“of course, i wouldn’t mind because val deserves to know his dad too” you smiled while looking at your baby-girl playing
“though i prefer Charles to just be an uncle, rather than a dad. Furthermore she loves the existence of him, sooner or later she’s gonna call him papa”
“I’m glad you’ve found someone that truly treasure you, he’s a great person though you have to seriously stop dating drivers.”
the both of you laughed, and as you were speaking about him, you heard the keypad of your house door being key-ed in and just a minute later the door of your house opened.
“miiiiiicckkkkkkkkyyy” val dropped her toys and ran to mick.
mick placed his items on the counter top and picked up val, “how’s my favourite girl doing?” while giving kisses to your baby-girl
mick walked towards you and Arthur, “ thanks thur for your help, you’ve been nothing but nice to us”
“it’s alright mick, though i’ll prefer you to be away so val will start loving me more” arthur joked knowing before mick came into val’s life, arthur was her favourite uncle
“hello baby, I dropped by the restaurant and bought the soup that you were craving for, i hope it’s still hot though” Mick gave you a forehead kiss while holding val on the other arm of his.
Thur picked up his bags and said his goodbyes.
you are currently dating Mick Schumacher, the relationship has been since end 2020, you’ve met him when you were working at your cafe and happened to serve him and he happened to take a liking towards you. Mick knew of Charles and you history and have assured you that he does not really mind and he truly appreciate both val and you.
When val turned two years old, mick had brought her to one of val’s biggest dream place ever as all other kids calls it, Disneyland and spend the whole day with her and you’ve could see the look on val’s face that only lights up when she’s around Mick and realised that this was the man that you would want to build up your future with.
Charles knew about your relationship, with the presence of you you standing beside mick supporting him during the races.
You weren’t always there for the races but since it was mick’s first few races, you wanted it to be special for the both of you. Val was sleeping over at your best friend for the day, inviting her would’ve caused a huge mess between the both of you especially with the first glance of your daughter, anyone could tell she is related to Charles Leclerc.
Of course it was a surprise to him, leading him to text Arthur right after the both of you had a 5 minute conversation together.
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2022 MONACO GP
“okay baby, stay by mama and don’t run anywhere else okay? papa is gonna be busy for a while and you’ll able to see him on this track” you were instructing val to not run away, val has turned out to be a daddy’s girl ever-since Mick came in-to her life, being away from Mick for a few days was torture to her(us), face-timing was the usuals for the three of us.
of course, hiding val on the way to the paddock was hard enough, you had to ask gina’s help which she did assist in and came by earlier than you and Mick in order to avoid the assumptions.
“but will papa see me here? will he wave at me and you, mama?”
you’re now carrying your daughter on your other arm, while she’s fidgeting with the lanyards around her neck.
“i’m not sure baby, papa’s car pass by super fast val. they’re faster than the cars we have at home,baby”
val nods her head and snuggled her head onto your neck, signalling that she was sleepy.
“baby, you sleepy? wanna head back to the room?” she agreed as she had spend her afternoon nap being awake following Mick around everywhere.
On the way to the haas paddock club, you were on your phone, single handedly texting gina if she could bring out the blankets that was in your bag as she was still at the club waiting for Mick’s team meeting to be done.
until you bumped on-to someone, and that someone just happened to be him.
just when you’re holding your daughter, what a great timing
“mama, why stop?” Val’s rubbing her eyes wondering and snuggling back on to your neck
“a moment baby, just get back to sleeping okay?” rubbing val’s back soothing her down to get her back to sleeping.
Charles was shocked yet confused on why you’re holding a child and the said child was calling you mama. Charles knew your relationship with Mick had just been ongoing for 3 years and he knew that the little girl that you were carrying is more than 3 years old, but what he didn’t know was that the little girl on your arm was his own daughter that he had no clue off.
“y/n, you’ve never told me you had a daughter?” charles stopped in his tracks and you could see behind him was arthur and lorenzo, with a shocked face.
“oh look charles, you’re late to your team meeting. Let’s go carlos is probably finding for you” enzo distracting him, but it was no help because he was still there staring at you and your daughter.
at this point you were looking at arthur for help but from the facial expression on arthur’s you knew he had zero plans to back you up.
“yeah haha it’s something i’ve kept private” you tried to walk away but he stopped you and take a look at val’s lanyard that was around her neck.
and one thing you didn’t realise was mick had given the staffs val’s full name to print out on her paddock pass, and that is when charles realised he has a daughter.
“valentiné aurore herve leclerc?”
oh yeah we are so fuck, by we it’s lorenzo, arthur and i.
you were looking at arthur and lorenzo with wide eyes.
“the both of you are aware of this?” charles turned to both of them and questioned the both of his brothers with disbelief
“it’s not their fault, i made them promised to not tell anyone”
“why didn’t you tell me? i am her father” at this point you could see people were curious on the conversation that was happening, because why would mick’s current girlfriend be seen having an intense conversation with Charles Leclerc?
“let’s talk later, she needs her nap. i’ll come over to arthur’s apartment and explain everything ” and charles knew that tone of your voice, the one where you would always use when you’re anxious or nervous and charles agreed on meeting you at arthur’s apartment
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ARTHUR’S APARTMENT
Mick knew what had happened when you bumped you onto Charles, Mick wanted to accompany the both of you to Arthur’s apartment and be there for you while you explained things to Charles, and of course you agreed.
You knocked Arthur’s door, and you were greeted by pascale.
“i’m sorry darling, I tried but he was too persistent” she apologised to you, holding your hand giving you comfort
“it’s fine, it’s time i guess” you smiled at her
when you’ve reached Arthur’s living room you could feel the tension between the three brothers, you took a seat beside Arthur and Val automatically went to Arthur’s Lap.
Mick sat beside you, rubbing your back, calming down your nerves.
“val baby, come to papa. don’t bother uncle thur” mick called out to your daughter which she listened and walked over to Mick’s lap and mick carried her to arthur’s guest room which pascale followed behind.
Charles cleared his throat, “tell me from the start”
“when we broke off and i left, i found out I was 2 weeks pregnant”
“and you didn’t think of telling me?”
“it was hard Charles, i didn’t want you to stay with me just because i was carrying your daughter”
“continue” charles head in his hand, stressing over this situation
“i kept it of course as you can see, but please don’t blame it on lorenzo and arthur. i’ve made them swore they wouldn’t tell you, i didn’t wanna ruin your career. I was gonna tell you, just not now. I was thinking of telling you when val’s gonna understand the situation more. Mick knows about us and he was there for me for everything”
“I could’ve helped you, y/n. as a friend I could’ve helped you. she has my dna, she’s mine, i deserve to be in her life too, does she know?”
“she knows her father’s absence in her life, but she doesn’t know it’s you. we’ve never really talked about it”
“why the name? why did you used my last name, if you didn’t want me to be in her life y/n?”
“She’s apart of you, of course i had to include that and she looks exactly like you, no matter how much i refuse to believe’s she from you i had to accept it”
Charles walked over and sat beside you and held your hand.
“please let me be in her life. not as a father but as someone she deserves to know. i don’t mind Mick being her father, he deserves that title, but just let me be in my daughter’s life”
you agreed to charles, because as much as you disliked Charles, you didn’t want your daughter to grow up not knowing how does her biological dad looks like and starts questioning if she ever did something wrong.
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2023
Charles took the time to get to know val more, Mick and you would allow Charles over to let him have his own time with his daughter or they would sometimes have a day to their own.
Val knew who charles were but wasn’t really keen in calling him papa, as for the past few years Mick was more of a father figure to her rather than Charles.
As much as Charles was disappointed, he understood where she was coming from but he was glad Val had accepted him in her life not as a father but as some she would like to keep close contact with.
As for you, you’ve still kept the news of you having a child private, though there were rumours speculating around which you didn’t really pay attention to but you felt that it wasn’t a need for you to go public that you had a love child with their favourite driver.
Mick’s gotten signed to Mercedes and since he was a reserve driver, he would spend most of the time at the paddock with val and val has never been much more happier being close to her papa.
She would sometimes be in the Ferrari’s building or Mercedes’. Of course other than P, and the other driver’s children’s, val is currently the favourite especially amongst Charles and Mick’s circles of friends.
You were glad that the heavy weight on your shoulders was lifted off. Though, it took you a while to let Charles know about val, it’s all sorted out and you’re glad.
—✩࿐ end note: thanks for reading! wanted to end it off more angst less fluff but dad! mick just warms my heart, i’m still finding for good ig post templates or twitter templates! other than that, i hope you enjoyed reading! ♥️
Photograph #MS47
PAIRING: mick schumacher x reader
SUMMARY: scrolling through photos, you’ve found some photos that holds great memory and can’t help but to reminisce the moment
WARNING: FLUFF! the cutest and shortest fic i’ve written 😭💗
FC: sooyaaa__ on ig
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you are the type of person who’d rather have tons of pictures of your love ones rather than yourself and being that type of person means you’d have to transfer pictures regularly to clear up space.
films and dslr wasn’t really ideally for you as you’ve never really taken photography as something you’d think of doing it for life but rather just taking pictures as a memory.
here you are laying on your bed, head laid on the headboard and your phone being supported by your pillow looking through your gallery, you were given a week break off school and since icloud have been notifying that your storage has been used up, you guessed it’s time for your monthly delete session.
the first picture, you got to was a picture of you celebrating with mick’s family on Christmas. Your family weren’t that big on celebrating Christmas, as someone who’s been born to a family with no siblings, it can be quite lonely sometimes and mick thought it’ll be a great idea for you to celebrate christmas with his family.
Corinna, Michael, Gina and you were close, you would sometimes pay them a visit when school hadn’t really taken a huge stress of you. Days when mick would go for his race, you’d be there standing alongside with his family and seeing his face in search of you and his face automatically brighten up once he sees you was something you’d enjoy seeing.
You aren’t a huge dog lover, especially when you grew up with 2 tabby cats, named after your favourite characters last name, reid and green. When you first met angie, it took quite a convincing from mick for you to be close to angie, but the more you came over the more angie had taken a liking to you.
The photo was one of the core memory, and a photo you’d always love to talk about because that was the moment between mick and you was something you will always treasure.
Then a photo of mick walking through the streets of japan with you were found. It was rare for you to be there for him in races, and when you told him that you’ve decide to accompany him to the Asia races because it was closer to your home country and you’re able to make a quick stop to your home afterwards, he was happy and quickly booked tickets for you.
The stop to japan was the first ever time you had stepped foot in Japan, and with mick knowing this was your first ever visit, he wanted to make it extra special.
But with the flight being delayed, the both of you happened to reach around 10PM where most of the shops were closed or closing soon , so mick and you were casually taking walks nearby the hotel finding for food places that was open.
In the end the both of you settled on 7-eleven food.
Mick had taken multiple photos of you which of course was taken on his phone, one photo was captured with you posing along the streets.
“stand there babe, you look beautiful, let me take a photo”
mick took out his phone from his pockets, and signalled you a countdown and took the photo.
“perfect”
After scrolling through photos you’ve selected to transfer them to your thumb-drive, you’ve finally found the one photo that you’ve been trying to find.
A photo of mick during the afterparty of your wedding, it was held privately within close friends, family and of course drivers were invited. You had ask for Daniel to take photos for your wedding, and you could say he has a talent in it.
By the end of the day, Daniel dropped you a link that had 200+ photos of your wedding and you and mick had went through all the photos in one sitting in the living room of your new home.
You settled on a photograph of mick wearing a suit being nervous on walking down the altar and mick settled on a photograph of you in the wedding dress, because the moment mick saw you walking down the altar with the wedding dress on, he realised you’re the woman he would love to be with till the end.
“still transferring the photos?”
there he was, walking towards you with a hot chocolate and a bunch of marshmallows floating around, just the way you like it.
“yeah, my storage has given up on me, which means i’ll need to transfer more photos” you took a sip and placed it by your bedside.
“these are our wedding photos right? we have these photos hung, and it’s in the folder Daniel send us, you can just delete them away my love” mick said while looking at the photos that had successfully transferred to your laptop.
“that’s cruel, i love to have them on my phone. It’s a great memory mick, if i had the chance to marry you again, i will” you gave kisses to his cheeks which led to his ears getting redder
“it’s been a year since we got married and your ears still gets red when i kiss you, Mick Schumacher”
—✩࿐ end note: this fic is highly inspired by photographs by ed sheeran! Let me know what’s your take on it, i think this might be one of my favourites because i’m someone who takes a-lot of photos for memories 🤎
Where are the Pierre, Esteban, Yuki, Zhou, Lance, Alex, Mick fanfictions? I can barely find any. I have found some for Pierre but they're always portraying him as an f***boy??
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Mick Schumacher x reader Soulmate AU
Warnings: None that I can see?
Notes: Unsurprisingly this won the vote. But I hope you like it :)
Summary: Mick Schumacher has been extremelyprivate with how soulmark his whole life. But what happens when the interest does ehat its best at, snooping. Well Mick Schumacher might just finally meet the celebrity that he doesn't at all have a tiny crush on...
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Yourusername: WE ARE SO BACK BABY!!🖤🖤 Mercedes CCH 2024 Incoming (I'm delusional)
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User1: I knew Y/N was an F1 girlie but I didn't know she was a Mercedes girl🤔
↳Yourusername: Have been for ever🖤
User2: Y/N is like me fr eith that caption
↳User3: Fr though😭 Like wdym 2nd place in sprint doesn't mean Lewis will get his 8th!?
↳Yourusername: Maybe he performed so well just to improve his ex-husband
↳User4: LMAO Poor Nico
Lewishamilton: Glad to see your support lies in the right place💪
↳Yourusername: OH my gosh. Sir Lewis Hamilton. It is an honour to speak to you
↳Lewishamilton: Maybe you should come to the Mercedes garage some time. I think certain people would love your company👀
↳User5: I think he just killed Y/N
↳User6: Wa she talking about himself or someone else. George perhaps? I'M so nosy!!!
↳User7: Well Mick is in the likes so that's where my money is...
↳User8: Sure grandma, the mkst soul ate obsessed obsessed In existence is caught up over Y/N...
↳User7: I mean it is Y/N Y/L/N
↳User8: True...
User9: Mick being in the likes👀
↳User10: Meh even if he does have a thing for Y/N, he'll still stick to his soulmate like he has done for decades.
↳User11: Hear me out, Y/N is his soulmate...
↳User10: Girl actualy shut up
↳User11: Just look at that twitter thread
↳User10: Hmmm interesting. It looks like it could be possible but the chances are 0.001% of it being her. Just because one user recognised it doesn't mean it's her
User12: Is anyone else really confused by all this talk of the twitter thread and that "one reply"
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↳User13: basically people are trying to find out who Mick's soulmate is and currently people think it's Y/N
↳User12: OH... how random
↳User13: Yeah but tell me they wouldn't make the perfect couple...
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↳User14: Y/N liking this comment + its replies twice is wild and shows she's as curious as us...
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Mick's phone
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Your phone | Mick's | Your phone
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Yourusername: This guy wouldn't leave me alone in Italy. He says he's in the family business of driving cars or smt
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User1: NO WAY.... DOES THIS MEAN WHAT I THINK IT DOES
↳User2: Girl probably? Hopefully? Idk?
User3: We don't need confirmation now...but also we so do!!!
User4: Awww they really are perfect for each other!🥺🥰
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Lewishamilton: Glad you two finally found the time to go on a proper date rather than letting Mick ogle you all day!
↳Mickschumacher: Thanks for that man...
↳Yourusername: Aww Micky, you stare at me all the time?
↳Mickschumacher: How can I not Schatz, you're the most gorgeous person in the whole world❤❤❤
↳Estabanocon: How sweet 🤢
↳Mickschumacher: Aww just let me be in love this once.
User5: Ugh he's so bf coded
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↳User6: I SEE YOU LURKING Y/N
User7: did you guys see Mick say love? Ooh is this a new word added to the equation or....
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New story from Mickschumacher
(My darling, my soulmate. Finally all mine to love)
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Can you pls do a Mick Schumacher x reader where the reader is lance younger sister she and Mick have been dating and secretly engaged for a long time then suddendly arrive together with Lawrence who is holding a small baby in his hands Mick and lance holding baby bags. Thank you
Mick Schumacher x stroll reader
Nobody knew that you and Mick were engaged and that the two of you just had a baby together last month. So at your brother's home race you and Mick decided that it was now time to spill the beans.
“Are you ready my love?” Mick asked you as he opened the car door for you.
“I’m a little nervous,” you replied
“It’s normal to be a little nervous,” Mick said, closing the door and then he went to get your baby girl out of the car.
“Where’s my granddaughter?” Your dad Lawrence asked with Lance standing with him.
“She’s right here dad” you said smiling, handing your daughter over to him.
“Lance, can you help me grab the diaper bags?” Mick asked
“Yeah sure” Lance replied shrugging happy to help his brother in law
You felt a moment of pride as you watched Lance step up to help Mick grab the diaper bags despite the obvious tension between the two men just a few weeks ago.
Seeing your dad holding his granddaughter was the sweetest moment of all. The way his face lit up as he held her, the way he gently brushed a hand over her head, the way he smiled, all of it filled your heart with joy, and made you feel so loved. You knew at that moment that all your decisions had been the right ones.
“Are you ready for the race today?” Mick asked Lance.
Lance nodded. “As ready as I’ll ever be, that’s for sure,” he replied.
Mick put his arm around you and then he looked over at the crowd of fans that had gathered at the entrance to the paddock.
“Can you believe all these people here just to watch us go around in circles for a couple hours?” he said with a grin.
“I can’t,” you replied, laughing. “It’s kind of ridiculous.”
Mick smiled. “But the fans love it, so we’ll just have to make sure we put on a good show for them.”
You hung back with your dad while Mick and Lance walked ahead of you .
“Excuse me Miss.stroll could I take your picture?” Kym lLyman asked
“Oh course I don’t mind and it’s soon to be Mrs.schumacher” you said with a smile.
Kym Lyman snapped several pictures of you and your dad, and you politely smiled for the camera as Kym talked about the upcoming wedding.
“Will you wear a white wedding dress?” he asked.
You laughed. “I don’t want to give away too many details, but I can tell you it will be the most beautiful dress I’ve ever worn,” you said, keeping your response as vague as possible.
“I can get one more of you and your Father? Oh who might this little thing be?” Kym asked, smiling at your daughter.
“Oh silly me this is little Nadia mine and Micks daughter” you replied
“She’s adorable,” Kym said, smiling as he took a picture.
Mick turned around to see what the fuss was all about. He smiled when he saw you and your dad standing with Kym, and then he saw your daughter and Kym smiling at each other.
“Aw, look at her,” he said, reaching out to gently boop Nadia's nose who giggled.
“We really should be getting going,” you said.
Later that night when you and mick we’re getting ready for bed both of your phones started blowing up with notifications.
You and mick both looked at each other and then checked your messages.
All your notifications were about how cute your daughter was and how excited they are for you and mick who were going to get soon.
You and Mick smiled and laughed as you read through the notifications.
“They’re so right, our daughter is adorable,” Mick said with a grin.
“And look at all this excitement for us getting married,” you said, still laughing. “We really are becoming the hottest couple on the grid.”
“I think we already are,” Mick said with a grin. “But we’re just getting warmed up.”
He took your hand in his, looking into your eyes.
“I still can’t believe we’re really going to get married soon. It’s crazy to think about how far we’ve come in such a short time.”
You smiled, feeling your heart begin to race as he held your hand and looked into your eyes.
“It is crazy,” you agreed. “I honestly never thought I’d be in this position, but here we are. And I’m so happy that we found each other.”
Mick squeezed your hand. “Me too. I never imagined things would work out this way, but I’m glad they did. I couldn’t imagine my life without you now.”
Had me smiling throughout!! Such a cute read 💗
lost in japan | m. schumacher
pairing: mick schumacher x vettel!reader word count: 5.5k words request: yes by anon: “could you please write an imagine where mick and reader have a crush on each other but whenever they're together they always get shy or flustered and it's all cute and stuff?” & “may i please have some crumbs of vettel!reader and mick slowly catching feelings for one another and seb is in the front row eating popcorn watching as it unfolds” warnings: language, time jumps (i tried my best with the years and ages (reader and mick are the same age)). also! again! seb’s age makes no sense here!!!!!!!!!!! another thing, i know cherry blossom season is in march-may but let’s pretend it’s also in september-october okay byeeee. a/n: it is 4:30 am and i just finished this, kinda glad bc it confirms my theory that i work best during the night.
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meeting him was the beginning of everything.
there was nothing special about their first meeting, but her life would change completely from that moment on.
she always wanted to go with her father to his races, she loved that her dad was so passionate about the sport, everytime he returned home he’d explain everything to her, she always had a million questions.
so, when she was eleven years old, in 2010, she joined her father, sebastian, for the first time. they traveled to monaco, a track that his father loved and could potentially give him the lead of the championship if he were to win it.
age 11, 2010.
she held her father’s hand and looked at everything surrounding her. everything was so big and shiny and new to her.
“woud you look at that?” a tall man said as they walked the paddock. he had a big smile on his face, she recognized him.
“dad, that’s your friend!” she said, pointing at the man.
“yes, darling, that’s my friend, michael,” seb looked down at her, smiling.
“hi, michael!” she waved her hand, the older german ruffled her hair in return.
“it’s great to finally meet you, and see you here. is this your first time here?”
“yeah! i’ve always wanted to see this in real life,” her smile was big as she looked at the teams’ motorhomes around her.
“and what’s your first impression?”
“i don’t think i want to leave,” she giggled, looking up at her father.
“well, i’ll let you get back to your tour. but when you have some free time make sure to stop by the mercedes garage, okay? i think my son could use a friend,”
“ah, you’ve brought mick with you?” sebastian asked, his friend nodded. “then he’ll have to come to the dark side, cause my kid is not going anywhere near that garage,” he shook his head, as both his friend and his daughter laughed.
“we’ll figure it out, these two need to meet, though.”
okay, maybe meeting him did have something special about it. a thought ran through her mind, maybe they’d grow to be as close as their fathers.
-
age 22, 2021.
“hey kid,” she froze, eyes widening as she turned around.
“dad!” she wrapped her arms around her father, closing her eyes as she hid her face in his chest. “what are you doing here?”
“good to see you’ve missed me, you haven’t called in so long i thought you’d forgotten about me.”
“it was only three days, dad. but i’m so sorry, it’s just… i’ve been busy here, and with the schedules and time difference, i-”
“it’s okay. i’m just happy to know you’re alright,” he smiled, ruffling her hair.
“i am. i am, it’s… kinda hard to believe that this is finally happening,”
“well after all these years and all your hard work, you deserve this, my love,” he threw an arm over his daughter’s shoulders, holding her close.
after endless classes, auditions, she was finally about to star her first movie as the lead actress. when she was about thirteen an idea got to her head, and it was impossible to get it out. she took as many acting classes as she could, even left her home when she was seventeen to fly overseas and hopefully get more opportunities to be in the spotlight.
it didn’t surprise sebastian, that his daughter would find her passion in acting. when she was little she used to always set up plays where she portrayed every role, most times recreating a disney movie she’d seen that day. he trusted her. he knew that a child’s dream had to be supported as much as possible, just like his own parents had done with his.
distance had been difficult at first, but once her first roles started coming, once she started to get so busy she barely had time to sleep, she knew it was all worth it. her first roles were small, but slowly, she caught people’s attention. casting directors, actors she’d worked with were asking to work with her again. it was simply out of this world.
“i- but dad… don’t you have a race this weekend?” she said, walking through the different sets of the studio until she reached her trailer. she was in the middle of shooting, but sebastian arrived just in time since she was about to take a break.
“yeah, that’s why i’m here. i’d like you to come with me,”
“dad,” she smiled. it had been years since she stepped foot in the f1 paddock, she remembered when her entire life revolved around that sport, when she wanted to know every detail there was to know about it… that’s not to say that that wasn’t the truth anymore, but her passion for the sport moved aside, leaving space for what would become her job, her favorite thing in her life. of course, she still followed the sport, tried to not miss any races, supporting her father, her favorite person and biggest inspiration.
“come on, i know you have the weekend off,”
“how did you-” she frowned
“your mother,” he answered. she sighed, but smiled after a second.
“okay. i’ll go”
-
a beautiful ‘before and after’ picture would be created later on the weekend, as she walked side by side with her father down the f1 paddock. just like she’d done when she was little. she was getting deja vu. she was happy she’d decided to join her dad, they didn’t spend as much time together as of lately, but this weekend she was determined to make the most of their time together.
as they walked, sebastian was catching her up on everything she’d missed since the last time she was there, which was about two years ago. she knew some things from speaking with him, and from the things she saw online, but there was nothing like seeing it all in real life.
they were stopped several times, by fans, journalists, and even people who knew her since she was just a kid. mechanics, engineers, and other team members from both red bull and ferrari.
then, someone caught up to them, embracing sebastian and smiling, her father patted the young man on the back, keeping a hand on his shoulder once they separated.
“all good?” sebastian asked, the younger blonde nodded, noticing her.
“(y/n)?” he asked, his eyes drifting back and forth between the father-daughter pair. sebastian smiled at the way mick’s eyes widened. he knew it.
she nodded, frowning as she couldn’t quite name the person infront of her.
“it’s been so long, how have you been?” he asked, smiling.
that was it.
she recognized that smile.
age 11, 2010.
contrary to the previous days, that saturday afternoon, she found herself watching the qualifying session with company. of course, the day before she hadn’t been completely alone, but she wasn’t with people she knew that well.
seb had meant his words, his daughter couldn’t leave the red bull motorhome, not because he didn’t allow it, but because he didn’t trust anyone to really take her through the paddock to the mercedes garage. so, corinna schumacher and her kids, mick and gina, went to find the young girl.
‘michael, his wife and kids, you can trust them.’ those had been her father’s words before introducing her to them.
she’d been quite shy at first, keeping to herself and just staring at the screens. she’d already had all of her questions answered during the first two practice sessions, but quali was different. she didn’t get it.
mick noticed her small frown, and he turned to his mother, who was busy staring at the screens showing michael’s data.
“mom,” he called, the woman turned to him, running her fingers through his hair, making a mental note to take him to get a haircut soon. “she’s upset,” he said. “why?”
“well, i don’t know. why don’t you ask her? maybe you can help her feel better.” mick turned his head back, pursing his lips, then nodded.
he walked to the young vettel girl, standing behind her. but he couldn’t figure out how to talk to her. then, he heard her talking to herself.
“why is it only eighteen minutes?” she huffed, her eyes glued to the moving cars.
“are-are you mad?” mick asked her, not thinking twice about his words, or how he could’ve startled her. she jumped, moving to the side and looking back at him.
“what?” she asked.
“are you… upset?” he tried again, raising his eyebrows, he didn’t know why he felt nervous talking to her.
“no. yes. i- i don’t know,” she said, looking back at the wall of screens in front of her. “dad said ‘see you in an hour’, but the clock says there’s only fifteen minutes left,” she pointed.
“oh!” he said, “that’s just the end of q1,” he continued, but she stared at him only with confusion in her face. “sorry, qualifying is divided in three, q1, q2, and q3,” he started, she nodded.
“i know that, but-”
“all qualifying sessions last different times, and when you add it all up it takes about an hour, a little longer sometimes,” he explained, “i know it can be confusing, but that’s why i’m here! and my mom and my sister. we’re here to take care of you. that’s what my dad said,”
“thanks, that’s… nice.”
“you’re welcome. and… i know that our dads are friends. so… maybe we’ll be like them when we grow up!” mick smiled, and her eyes drifted down to his lips, he had a nice smile. she could still see it in her head seconds after, that was a smile she’d never forget.
“i was thinking the same thing.”
–
age 22, 2021.
“mick?” she asked, eyes wide. “no way, you made it to f1?” she asked, eyeing his shirt and cap.
“finally,” he smiled, she chuckled, she remembered hearing him talk non-stop about one day being like his father. she was happy he’d finally reached that dream.
“congratulations! i- that’s amazing!” she smiled, “why didn’t you tell me? any of you?” she asked, looking from her old friend to her father.
“well, you’ve barely had time to pick up the phone and say hi, i didn’t even get a chance,” sebastian shrugged. she turned to mick, raising an eyebrow.
“well i… you know… we haven’t talked in a long time and… i didn’t think you’d care,”
“oh, come on! it’s me! i’ve known you… forever!” she was genuinely shocked that she’d missed this news, “you know you can tell me anything-”
“yeah, she’ll just answer three days later,” her father butted in.
“but i’ll answer,” she defended herself, “anyway, as i was saying before being rudely interrupted, doesn’t matter how much time passes, i’m here for you, yeah?” she smiled, trying to think when the last time they’d spoken was. too long ago.
“got it, and… same goes to you,” he grinned too, and she was immediately transported back to her teenage years. “i have to go, but it was great seeing you, you’re staying the whole weekend?” he raised his eyebrows, smiling as she nodded, “great, guess i’ll see you around,”
she nodded again, waving her hand at him, but he took a step closer to her, moving to wrap his arms around her, she was caught off guard, but slid her hands around his waist in return.
“good luck,” she told him, watching him walk away after he said goodbye to sebastian. she turned to her father, and frowned. “what?”
“anything i should know?”
“what?” she asked, seb raised his eyebrows.
“you’re… flustered,” he noticed, she rolled her eyes.
“i’m not,” she grunted, pushing him with her shoulder. seb chuckled, walking beside her, “everything used to be so big,”
“it’s all the same, you just grew up,” he smiled, a nostalgic smile.
“don’t get emotional,” she chuckled.
“you and mick…” seb started, “what… what happened between you two?”
“what do you mean?”
“well, one day you wre hanging out, the next it’s like you never knew each other.”
“i don’t know, i mean… i still consider him my friend, you know? like… he was a big part of my adolescence and i just… got busy. but, so did he. i’ve followed his career, well, i must’ve messed up somewhere along the way since i missed the news that he was in f1.”
“maybe this weekend you guys can work on that,” he suggested as they reached the aston martin hospitality. “i’m sure he’s missed you. he always asks me about you,”
“really?” she asked, taking one last look behind her shoulder, hoping to catch a glimpse of him, but he was nowhere in sight.
“every weekend.” seb nodded. “he’s a good kid. you two have my blessing, you know? in case you both ever want to… you know.”
“dad!”
-
age 23, 2022.
seoul had always been one of her favorite cities. the culture, the people, the different traditions compared to what she was used to from living in europe for so long. it was always special when she was there.
but that night, she wasn’t as ecstatic about being there.
not when he was so near yet so far at the same time.
it was pathetic, really, to be that infatuated with someone. she’d lived many years without him in her life, and it only took him one weekend to turn her life upside down.
mick and her father were in japan, it was the last time sebastian would race there, and her stomach hurt at the fact that they were really close, but she was stuck in south korea for the press junket of her first movie, a little over a year’s work was finally ready for the world to see.
to say that she was stuck would be an exaggeration, she’d arrived a few days before to get used to the time difference, she didn’t have to be there until wednesday, and it was currently monday. and all she wanted to do was get out of there.
she was being dramatic.
but she did wish she could be there with him.
her phone rang, and she ran to the bed, picking it up. she smiled as she picked up the call.
“hey,” she said, a smile appearing on her face before even hearing his voice, just reading his name in the contact was enough to turn her stomach upside down, to make her heart beat at high speed.
“hi, i didn’t know if you were busy, i-”
“no, i’m free,” she bit her lip, “how’s japan?”
“well, i actually haven’t had the chance to check it out, i’ve been sleeping all day,” he chuckled, she let herself fall on the hotel bed, looking up at the ceiling.
“tired?”
“not anymore,” he laughed, which made her chuckle, too. “and you? have you explored seoul yet?”
“ah, well that’s the plan. that’s why i got here a few days before necessary,” she explained.
“oh, that’s nice, i’m sure there’s a ton of things to do there,” mick said, his voice sounding lower than before.
“yeah,” she sighed, “tokyo sounds great right now, though.”
“so does seoul.”
“what a tragedy we are,” she chuckled, biting her lip. “if only… there was a way to solve this,”
“switch places?” mick joked, though there was nearly no humor in his voice.
“maybe… we could get lost in japan.”
“we?"
"you're two hours away," she whispered, standing up and walking to the window, the sun was starting to go down, the best of seoul's night life would be starting soon. "i'm only a couple hundred miles away,"
"do you want to get lost in japan?" he asked, and she could hear the smile on his face.
"let's get lost."
-
age 22, 2021.
she felt like a little kid again. she remembered the thrill and excitement the pre-race brought, but living it as an adult, after years and years being away from this world, it felt like living it for the first time.
watching her father get ready, she thought about how lucky she was to have him. he’d taught her to fight for her dreams and not give up until she achieved them, to love people with kindness and give back whenever she could.
there were cameras all over the place, something she’d gotten used to. her eyes shifted from her dad, who was talking to the mechanics, to the screens on the side of the garage.
after a few seconds, she saw herself. she smiled at her ‘reflection’, turning to the side until she spotted the camera, giving it a small wave before looking back to the screen. she saw herself doing that, then the broadcast changed from her, to mick. who was also smiling at the screen, and the delay allowed her to watch him smile at her.
she looked down, feeling her face getting flustered. she and mick had been rekindling their friendship that weekend, catching up when he had free time, remembering the days when the paddock was their playground. it was easy and she was happy that they’d had the chance to do it, she felt bad for losing touch with him years ago.
“it’s time,” her father said, walking to her. she smiled, hugging him.
“good luck and fight hard,” she said, watching his eyes light up as he recognized those words. the same words she told him the day of her first f1 race.
after watching her dad step in the car and wait until he drove away, she stood up and walked down the paddock, sneaking into a different garage.
mick was zipping up his suit, adjusting the velcro strap. her lips curled up as she watched his concentrated face, his eyebrows furrowed as he seemed to be in deep thought. a second later, he turned his head to his side, and he had to do a double take to make sure he was really seeing her there.
she smiled sheepishly now that she’d been caught, she took one careful step in, relaxing as he walked to her.
“hey,” she said, smiling wider. “just wanted to wish you good luck,”
“thank you,” he grinned, a light pink tint creeping on his cheeks, “i’m really gonna need it,” he exhaled deeply.
“you’re gonna do great,” she reassured him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “come here,” she pulled him closer, giving him what was supposed to be a quick hug, but he wrapped an arm around her back, keeping her there for longer than what was deemed appropriate. “i know this place brings back a lot of memories, but just enjoy it. it’s your first time here, racing in f1, your dream. you got this, mick.”
after the race she went to the pit lane, hugging her dad, but spotting another blonde german behind him.
“i’ll be right back, dad,” she told him, making her way to mick. “hey, that was so cool. congrats on finishing your first monaco race,” she hugged him, feeling his arms around her back.
“your dad is watching us. he’s smiling really weird, make him stop, please,” he pleaded, and she turned around to see her dad raise his eyebrows. she rolled her eyes, smiling sheepishly at mick.
“it sometimes feels as if he’s the kid. i should go. i’ll talk to you later,” she raised on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
-
age 23, 2022.
she’d landed in tokyo. the city was filled with lights, skyscrapers, and she never wanted to leave. she’d told her dad about her plans, and had arranged a dinner for the three of them. she was the first to arrive, and was waiting for the two drivers to get there. the place was packed, but of course they’d given priority to sebastian vettel and his daughter. her booth was away from the rest of the other tables, it felt closed off and she was glad the place was good for talking. it would be good for catching up with them.
it was night, and she was feeling quite tired after a hectic and busy day, but she had limited time before having to jump back to her own responsibilities. she wanted to make the most of her free time.
footsteps caught her attention, she looked up, a happy smile on her face.
“mick!” she jumped up from her seat, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. it had been about a month since she last saw him, but she missed him as if it had been years. “how have you been?”
“i’m good, you?” he asked, pressing a kiss to her cheek as his way to say hi.
“same. i… on my way here i was thinking that maybe… i was overreacting, and that i could’ve just come here after the race and-”
“no, i- it’s fine. actually i- as soon as i landed i just knew that you’d love this place if you were here. so i guess i- i’m glad that you wanted to get lost-” they both smiled at his words, “with me.” the concept of ‘getting lost’ in a new place fascinated her, to be so mesmerized and hypnotized by the people and the little markets and stores, that you forget about time, responsibilities.
she smiled at him, nodding, she sat back in her place, with mick in front of her.
“oh, great, i thought i was late,” mick said, sitting in front of her, “your dad’s always pestering me about being on time, and look at him, or- well, you know, you can’t because he’s not here.” he continued, “shutting up now.” he raised his hands as she laughed.
just at that moment her phone rang.
“sorry,” she excused herself as she picked up her phone. “dad?”
“hey, kid, so… i won’t be able to make it tonight. some last minute thing with the team came up. but! you two enjoy a nice dinner, catch up, behave and use protection,” he rushed the last few words before hanging up.
she was left with wide eyes and heat creeping up her cheeks, she shyly looked over at mick, thinking about how to explain what her father just said.
“what did he say?” mick asked, still so confused about everything happening.
“um… dad’s not coming, um, he said we should have a nice time and catch up.”
“oh… well, that’s alright with me, if…” he started, raising his eyebrows as he waited for her answer.
“yeah, i- yeah, let’s do it, we’re already here.” she smiled, pushing aside her nerves, reminding herself who she’s with. it’s mick. sweet, kind, thoughtful mick. her friend mick.
mick, who was staring at her with those big, bright blue eyes that took her breath away.
they talked, ate, drank wine and felt as if they were the only people in the world. conversation flowed easily with him, and the best part was that he really seemed interested in watever she was saying, he asked questions, gave suggestions and advice. and when it was his turn to talk, it took everything in her not to swoon right then and there. he spoke with such confidence and eloquence, softly. and even used his hands to emphasize important points.
they had to be basically thrown out of the restaurant, since they’d stayed thirty minutes past their closing time already. but that ddn’t mean they had to go their separate ways. they walked the streets of tokyo, side by side, speaking lowly as to not disturb the people sleeping, even though it seemed that no one was in their homes, since there were lots of people enjoying the nightlife. but it never crossed either of their minds to do anything other than walk and talk, and laugh and smile. mick took his jacket off when he noticed her skin got goosebumps after a particularly strong gust of wind, draping it over her shoulders, his heart stopped at the soft sigh that left her throat as she felt the comforting warmth enveloping her.
shy smiles and hidden looks when the other was unaware seemed to be their favorite way of communication. their eyes spoke all the words neither of them was ready to speak, perhaps because they didn’t yet know what they were feeling, or couldn’t figure out a way to express it.
he walked her to the hotel, at some point during their walk his hand had found hers.
he’d pulled her close to him, hiding in an alley to avoid a group of drunk men approaching them. it was probably nothing, but mick had been quick to think of a way to avoid them. she’d pressed a hand against his chest, looking up at him as he pressed a finger to her lips, telling her to be quiet. once they passed, and after a few seconds of silence, in which they stared at each other, he leaned down to press a kiss to the side of her head, tugging at her hand to keep walking. she licked her lips, biting her bottom one to try and stop the tingling sensation she was feeling.
they hadn’t let go, not that either of them wanted to. but as she looked down to their joined hands, once they reached the door leading to his hotel room, she realized she never wanted to let him go.
he blushed under her stare, tapping his thumb against the back of her hand as he moved his hand back. since her decision to travel to japan had been a really sudden one, most hotels had been booked for the grand prix, and mick had insisted she stayed with him, claiming to have more than enough room for the two of them.
-
the next day, they woke up early. it was their only full day they had together in japan, and they were both more than ready to get lost in beautiful tokyo.
their first stop was an electronic store, where she bought an instant camera to capture their adventures of the day. after that they went to have breakfast at a famous cat cafe, which mick was dreading. it’s not like he hated cats, but he was a dog person, and the few times he’d interacted with cats they ended up scratching him, hissing at him or just ignoring him. not this time, a cat immediately crawled in his lap, claiming it as his seat for the day.
he smiled as she took a picture of him and the cat, and he noticed the way her lips curled up softly as she looked at the developed photograph.
that day would go down as one of her favorite days, an entire day with someone who made her feel special, who was almost as excited as she was about doing all the basic tourist stuff.
“i think we really are lost,” mick said, as he stopped in his tracks, making her stop as well. once again, her hand was in his. neither of them noticed when it happened, it just did. but they were both aware of how natural and right it felt.
“we just have to take a right turn,” she pointed.
“you’re sure?” he raised his eyebrows.
“that’s what the lady said,” she nodded, taking a few steps and dragging him behind her. “see? i told you we’d- whoa!” she whispered, looking at the huge park in front of her, filled with big cherry blossom trees. “mick, look at this,” she tugged on his hand running towards the park. she let go of him as she rushed deeper into the park.
“it’s beautiful,” he said, watching her wide eyes take everything in. she looked beautiful. a big smile on her face as she saw all the trees, the pink flowers.
“come here, i want to take a picture of you,” she said, making him pose in front of a tree. in the middle of the photograph stood mick, with his signature grin on, and everything behind him was pink.
“your turn,” he declared once the picture developed. he waited for her to decide how she wanted her picture, but she was simply so taken aback by the beauty of this place, that he decided to capture her like that. with her looking up at the trees, a smile on her face. she didn’t notice him until he was shaking the photograph, and she smiled wide at the gesture. that’s when he snapped a second picture.
“mick!” she laughed, taking the camera from him, he slid an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close as he shook the picture with his free hand.
“hold on,” he said, walking to a girl about their age, he asked her to take a picture of the two of them. once he returned to her side, his arm returned to its previous place, bringing her close to him as she slid an arm around his back. before the girl took the picture he looked at her, which caused her to look up at him. they both smiled at the same time, and that’s when the girl took the picture.
after an entire day out on the streets of tokyo, they went to a sushi restaurant, nothing fancy, just what looked to be like a family-owned business.
“thank you for spending this day with me,” she said, taking a sip from her water. her throat was dry, her feet ached and her makeup probably needed more than just a touch-up. “i loved every second of it.”
“hey, you don’t need to thank me. i- i really enjoyed this day as well, i felt… free,”
she nodded, sharing the same feeling.
“besides i- i don’t think there’s anyone that i’d rather get lost with, other than you,” he smiled, his hand reaching for hers. she let him intertwine their fingers together, she’d gotten used to the feeling of his hand on hers.
“i feel the same way,” she said shyly, and it was not her turn to watch him get flustered under her stare.
once they reached their hotel, with the moon and neon lights illuminating the city, they sat on the balcony to look at the pictures they’d taken throughout the day, with a sharpie in hand to write small notes underneath. they watched the cars passing by, head the sounds a big city like tokyo made. when she got cold, instead of getting her a blanket, mick offered to keep her warm, she sat between his legs, with his arms around her.
“this one is my favorite,” she said, smiling at the picture of the two of them standing in front of the cherry blossoms.
“mine too,” he tightened his arms around her. she leaned her back against his chest, looking up at him.
“what should we name it?” she asked.
“hmm, i’m not sure,” he replied, staring deeply into her eyes. “would ‘lost in japan’ be too obvious?” he asked.
“maybe,” she chuckled. “i know i’ve already said it but… i just wanted to thank you. i really- i can’t describe how much i loved getting lost with you.”
“and i already told you, i only want to get lost with you. and you know what the best part about getting lost is?”
“what?” she asked, leaning her head against his shoulder.
“being found. i- i want… i want to be the person you get lost with, and the one to find you. i want to explore the world by your side, and be consumed by the beauty of it, at the same time as i’m learning more about myself… and about you.”
“mick-”
“i’ve liked you, for so long. i think you were my first crush since back in the day. the years when you went away, when we lost touch, i’d convinced myself that i’d lost you forever, and would only have to know about you through your dad. but after last year… in monaco, when i saw you i just knew. i couldn’t let you go again. and i’ve loved every moment, every conversation we’ve shared since that weekend, i’ve loved getting to know you, and knowing that the kid i knew is still in here,” he tapped her chest, where her heart was, with one finger. “and getting lost with you these few days has been the best choice i’ve ever made. i not only got lost in this place… i also got lost in you. in your mind, your ideas and dreams. it’s like a paradise.”
she cut his words off by placing her lips on his. after years, they were both admitting that this thing between them was more than just a friendship, that the reason they couldn’t get the other out of their minds wasn’t just because they were good friends.
getting lost might have been the best decision they ever took. and having the right partner to get lost with. with the promise that they’d find each other during each adventure.
Aww this is so sweet💗
Ahí! Just saw that your request are available, so I thought maybe give it a chance. May I request: b,7,8,9 with Mick pls!! If you can if not there’s no problem at all. Thank, Love your job btw!!
Prompts: I think I am in love with you. & You don't get it - I have never said that to anyone. (I went with two cause I have another one in making for the 7a);
thank you so much for your request!! honestly just send me mick requests and I will stay up all night doing them; let me know if you liked it!!!
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prince charming
short-summary: you mistake mick for your blind-date, turns out he is your prince charming;
words: 6400 & warnings: none, pure fluff in the form of mick schumacher;
Growing up as a naive young child who was fortunate to be raised by the most lovely parents in the whole wide world who were also your first-hand example on how healthy love between two people really is and looks like and how that can be fully projected on the third party of the family, you were subjugated in buying the whole “meet-cute” and “fairytale type of a love” tropes from all of the movies you have watched and all the sugar-coated stories you have heard from the adults around you.
Your parents met in college studying the same subject, and they felt in love at first sight irrevocably so. Hearing the story countless time, you would have wished to have this type of a love story for your children to hear when the time will come for you to have them, but then again, not everyone has such a lucky love as your folks.
What your parents managed to do was to inspire you in believing that love can be randomly found one morning of a late breezy autumn day just like it happened to them, and yet they mistakenly failed to protect you from the reality of the harsh dating word that you were confronting after the edge of twenty – that most men are shit and they treat you good for the first couple of weeks before they ghost you while you end up falling for them and cry over a glass of wine with your best friends.
That sadly had been you luck so far as a twenty-something woman navigating the world of dating in the search of that love at first sight that your parents had. You had quite a few boyfriends up until now (high-school was your prime), but none of your relationship lasted for more than a couple of months, and you had never told anyone those three little words that everyone seemed to be so eager to mutter to their significant other, leaving you all wondering if you were the “wrong” one for not getting the “I love you”s out of your mouth so easily like everyone else around you did. You heard the words coming from between your father’s smiling lips towards your mother when she was cooking his favorite dish, and then from your mother to your father when he was fixing a lightbulb or when he was helping with the groceries. You heard your friends when you were out muttering or slow mumbling the words to their significant other across while deeply gazing into each other’s eyes as if they were the only ones standing on the surface of the earth and oh, how you envied them for that, and how much you would have loved to – at least for once – be in their shoes.
You wondered how that must felt, you had known love and loving coming from your family and friends your whole life, but you had never experienced that warm feeling within that chest of yours engulfing your torso whole as you guessed people feel when they are told that someone loves them back, noticing how their eyes soften and eyebrows slightly crumple up while the chest barely lifts to make room for the emotion to navigate their chests, shoulders, arms, and then within the whole body from the crown of your head to the tips of your feet. Must be nice, you often thought.
You never told one of your boyfriends that you loved them because you never felt like doing so in the first place as being untruthful has never been your forte, and each time one of the boys that pretended to be in love you love bombed you with these three words and the variations of them, you bolted – literally bolted out of the relationship at the first exit you could take. You wanted to say the words out loud too and to be sincerely honest when doing so, especially when everybody around seemed to be in their happy fairytale type of a love story (family, friends, even that one co-worker that you despised and never understood how he got that beautiful and smart girlfriend of his) while you were spending most of your days alone, and yet you were getting exhausted to wait for your fairytale or to want to make it happened by any means.
The whole idea of searching for love became too much for you after many failed trials of talking phases and unsuccessful first dates, and you grew extremely sickened in putting on your best clothes, doing your hair and make-up just to spend – out of politeness – one to two hours with random men telling you about their hot takes on the most boring, obnoxious subjects that have ever existed. You had accepted that dating might not be your thing for now at least, and that if dying alone was what was fated to you in the stars, then so be it. You will build your own house, adopt two or three pets and live into your cool divorced aunt without children phase for the rest of your days. Not a very bad narrative indeed, you considered the thought. Men were stupid, anyways.
You had finally decided to take a break from the dating scene, to delete Tinder and to refuse any other offer for the blind-dates that your friends has been arranged for you in the last couple of months. Damn, those were the most atrocious tries of hook-ups that you have ever had. Your friends that settled you up for dates in the past time meant nothing but good, they all wanted you to find someone better than your exes, and yet somehow, they ended up pairing you with sore losers all the time. Just your luck, once again.
“Come on Y/N, just one last time!” Your friend cried over the phone after already talking with your blind-date partner that you will make it to the date without letting you know ahead of getting him all excited, “I know this guy from work, and he is nothing but amazing – he is blonde, tall, buff and he has amazing blue-greenish eyes that I know you have a thing for! I can send you some steamy pictures if you want.” They pleaded in a perverted tone, making your eyes heavily roll up to your brains, “I know you said that you will take a break from dating, but let it be after this one last guy!”
“You have already told him that I am going, have you not?” You scolded her through the speaker, grabbing your forehead into your hand as that little part of you that always wanted to not cause any conflict even with people you never laid eyes on and especially with your friend who already talked in your name, activated within that anxious brain of yours – your friend promised, you must then go.
You heavily sighed, “Ok, good. I will go only because you put in your word, but that is the last time I am agreeing with one of these.” You answered with a frown feeling the little creases of your forehead with the tips of your fingers, “Is he really that handsome as you are describing him?” You wondered for a second, thinking about how she always talked that highly about the other guys she set you up with before only to exalt you to the maximum for a little while before your blind-dates and then for reality to crush you down to the ground the minute you arrive at the meeting point with your partner for the evening, “You know what?” You paused after yet another sigh, “Do not send me any photos – I want a surprise for my last blind-date.” You decided then, “You will be the complete matchmaker for this one.” You added, setting the conditions of her choosing the place, day and time.
Your friend was more excited than you the evening of the date while you were already made an excuse in the back of your mind to leave as soon as you exchange politeness with the man, and then act crazy for him to want to leave too. You were doing it for your friend, and yet on your way in you had decided that a little spoon of entertainment for you on the side will not ruin her friendship with him.
She sent you all the details after texting the one you were supposed to meet first, doing her matchmaker chores perfectly up to that point. You should make a job out of this, love – you texted her in the middle of your ride. She told you the name of the restaurant, and that you would have to meet him at 19:30 sharp, along with the details of what he was wearing and at what table you two shall be seated.
Taking a deep breath in as the last from your friend came through, you exited the cab and walked straight into the beforehand restaurant of your blind-date’s choosing. White t-shirt and checked blue flannel, washed-out blue light jeans, the second table next to the right window right before the bar and a smile to die for – that was what you were in searching of after your eyes relaxed underneath the warm-yellow dimmed lights of the restaurant after you went through a literal blizzard outside.
It took you a short while, and after moments of looking surprisingly disoriented right at the entrance of the place – you spotted the white t-shirt and blue flannel guy seated at the nearest table close to the bar and without thinking about that twice, you went straight for it without checking the distance from the bar to the table twice.
You took a big gulp of air into your lungs. Let’s finish this quick. You thought, cleaning your throat by coughing twice before taking a seat at the table as you took your first full glance at the one in front of you. Your friend was right for the very first time since she begun to set you up with these random men. The one who was now slightly confused as he was looking at you casually take was diviningly handsome.
Blonde, tall, buff (as your friend described him), and yet without any hint of green into his eyes but rather a spectacle of clean blue waves hitting the shore on a slow and lazy Sunday’s morning at a wild untouched by human presence beach in a place close to the edges of the Mediterranean Sea far away from the heavy winter outside the window at your left in Switzerland.
“Exc-” The beach boy spoke, and yet interrupted by your first attempt to pretend to be crazy in front of your blind-date. No matter how deep you had leapt for a second there into the shimmers of his eyes, you wanted to stick to your plan, exquisitely handsome men that you met so far on your dates in the past couple of months were usually jackasses most of the times anyway – nothing could have convinced you in that very moment that the beach boy was far different from the others, you were not lucky like that.
“Ok pretty boy, look how this is going to go.” You breathed into his direction, watching him watching you back with even a more puzzled look, sign that you should have taken before diving into a long monologue that was meant to scare him enough to take his little rucksack that was laid next to him and leave, “I am going to tell you my name, and then you will ask for mine and then some nonsense about what we both working, and we will pretend that we are listening to each other when in fact I am thinking about the lamest excuse to be back into my comfortable bed with my two cats while you are thinking about ways in which you are going to leave me three months from now that is if we go on a second date or – that is if you already find me attractive – how to lure me into your pants tonight.” You bluntly reverberated, speaking quite loudly and too rapidly for the stranger in front of you to fully comprehend your words as they were spoken, “Heads up – we will probably not be having a second date, and for the sex part,” You paused, taking a chug of water from the glass half-emptied already that stood in front of him while giving him a scan from head to toes quickly, “I might consider it for now.” You finished, hands now clasped together on the table in front of your chest, “Questions?” You inquired, spotting the half-smile that the man had on since your first words went out of your mouth spreading in a short giggly one.
“I am flattered by the words, miss.” He then uttered, calm wave-like eyes following creasing due to the smiling, “But,” The stranger paused, slightly looking over his shoulder for your eyes to follow the trajectory of the man’s look only to find at the end of it what you were looking for when you entered actually – the second table to the bar at which a man dressed in a very much similar outfit composed of a black t-shirt and checked blue flannel was enquiringly eyeing into your direction as he was recognizing you from the pictures your friends sent to him, the type of pictures that you should have asked for as well.
Your heart raced for a two good seconds as the beach boy ended his sentence with a chuckle as he turned back to you fully, “I do not think that I am the one who you are supposed to meet here.” He added while leaning back into his chair with both arms crossed at his chest and still an amazed grin sprinkled on the entireness of his face while you embarrassingly switched your glare from your actual blind date to the one seating in front of you, “Don’t sweat it pretty girl, I also got confused when I got at my table and saw the man next to it almost in the same outfit as me.” He chuckled once again, “What a coincidence – right?”
What a fucking coincidence that was, indeed. You cleaned your throat with a dry and embarrassed cough; your cheeks immediately went redder than they were once you entered from the cold outside, and yet you tried to look calm and concealed as you straightened your shoulders at your back and silently left the seat you so confidently assumed it was yours just minutes ago.
The beach boy blinked his eyes at you twice and that was when you noticed that they had attached the most beautiful pair of long light eyelashes that you have ever seen a boy carrying, and as you nervously touched the surface of the woodened table with your fingers to have something tangible to sustain yourself on during what was most probably one of the most embarrassing moments lately, the stranger’s look went around your fingers that for a moment there he felt the instinct of holding to return the feeling of comfort and confidence you had when seated first in front of him.
“That was embarrassing.” You articulated with a nervous chuckle, that was reciprocated by the stranger’s comforting lift of lips and a nonchalant hand waving in the space between your bodies, “I apologize, I think I should go now.” You awkwardly added, titling your head to the other table direction where you were supposed to be right from the beginning.
“No worries, that was fun.” He then softly spoke with a slight grin playing on the top of his rosy lips, “I think you should, your date looks impatient.” The beach boy smiled after a quick turn of his head, and for a minute there you would have hopped not to be wrong when you first sat in front of him rather your actual blind-date partner – the boy’s smile was nothing but astonishing, and there was something so soothing flickering in the calm blue irises of the guy that you once again associated with the calming foaming Mediterranean waves that you never got to see up until that very moment.
You excused yourself with a nod of the head, and the stranger did the same. Taking another full breath into your lungs, you finally took the seat that was rightfully yours.
“I really hope you have not heard that.” You nervously still spoke, your focus now on the man you were supposed to date – a knock-off of the one before. Still blonde, still tall, and still buff and yet nothing but peering eyes on you. Your date declined with a shake of head telling you afterwards that he was paying attention to his phone up until now and that he hates ears dropping to people’s conversations, giving you a sort of relief that – although you spoke quite loudly – you did not embarrass yourself twice that day in front of another stranger whose name you learned was Mikael, and whose name was carried through the spaces in between your tables to the beach boy as well whose lips were still plucked in a short smile. Even our names are similar, Mick thought.
Mick was the type of person who strangely believed in coincidences, and the boy believed that they do happen for a reason and nothing is random within our lives. Much like yours, the hopeless romantic’s mind imagined that fate must have brought you to his table first, and that there was something more to be unwrapped there that evening – and if it was not fate after all, Mick thought about giving it a chance still.
You were so pretty, unutterable pretty for him – rosy cheeks, lined red lips, and with that huge scarf covering most of your neck only to reveal the sweetest tone Mick had heard in a while talking to him, just to scold him seconds after in a rasping demanding octave; and then telling him that he might have had a chance of going home with you.
The beach boy – Mick – was there to meet some of his friends during a quick return to Switzerland for a couple of days, and those friends of his were late to the hang out for just enough time for him to have one of the weirdest, yet somehow interesting interactions in a long time with someone who was not aware of who he was or what his deal was. When you took the seat in front of him confidently and convincedly so, Mick thought that you just might be one of his fans who has no idea of what personal space meant and he slightly panicked. But then, you begun to speak and that was when the fun started for him, putting the pieces together as he strangely noticed the man at the other table being so close-looking with him right when he arrived at the restaurant.
Too many coincidences, way too many – that intrigued Mick the most, besides your trembling fingers on the top of the table and the way you called him a pretty boy in that honied tone of yours. As Mick was waiting for his friends to arrive, he took the time to focus his listening on your discussion with Mikael and oh boy, what a boring conversation that was.
Mikael let you talk only for the first couple of minutes, and that was all. You introduced yourselves, you made small talk about the weather and then a few questions about your common friend. Then, Mikael unlashed – talking about him, and only him. You knew what he was doing, you have been on the market for way too long to not figure out the “let-me-impress-you” speech right at the beginning of the date. You nodded, and nodded, and nodded. “Yeah”, “That’s so interesting”, “I see”, “I understand” being your most used lines. You even slightly rolled your eyes two or three times as Mikael was talking to you about the finance world and how much money you can get investing and cryptocurrency. You had no idea what he was talking about, and yet you let him talk thinking that at some point Mikael will get bored and annoyed with you not participating at all at the conversation, and that would be your cue to go home and relax back into your bed.
From time to time during your already awful date, you peeked into Mick’s direction. You were not to blame at all; those kinds of eyes do not tend to be forgotten so fast, hardly ever if we were to be honest. Mick’s friends had arrived ten to fifteen minutes after you left his table, and you noticed them sharing drinks, joking around and overall having much more fun rather than you. You sighed, noticing one of the girls present rubbing Mick’s shoulder as he was telling a story that had happened to him on the track last season in which he crushed the car and was cautioned for ripping it in half. Not being able to hear the conversation clearly, you neither got the story and the reason for which the girl was comforting him, and neither the beach boy’s name which you regretted not asking the first time now that Mikael turned out to be just one of those many guys that go on dates without any effort to make the other person contented into their seat but only talk, and talk, and talk about themselves.
Mick noticed your sigh and the roll of eyes as he shortly glanced over his shoulder to look on how your date was going while his friends were having a heated argument at the table over what type of bread is the best bread for sandwiches.
“Mick!” One of the uttered, slapping the table in such a fashion that it made everyone around you attentive towards the group – even you, “Toast or baguette, which one do you prefer mate?” He then asked, but Mick’s eyes were now locked with yours rather than giving a slight to no attention to whatever was discussed at his table.
You caught his glare on yours, and your cheeks went back to pink. You smiled silently, both of you as an understanding that the space in between the two of you was larger than it should have been and that you should have stayed at the table with him instead of going to the next one.
“That’s my cue.” Mick announced in a loud tone, and without saying any other world he got up and came straight to your table. You, Mikael and Mick’s friends were taken aback by the boy’s swift move, and what followed made you even more surprised.
“I cannot stand it anymore, sweetheart.” Mick then spoke, faking an enduring accent while gathering both of his hands at his chest, “I am standing over there while you are having a date with another man?!” Mick busted in a loud theatrical sigh, “How can you be so cruel to date someone else when we just broke up last week?” He then added, and that was when you figured out that he is planning a way to get you out of your date.
You laughed, “Oh, now you are jealous?” You spoke, immediately getting into Mick’s play although you had not even the slightest idea about his name even, “Pretending to care now after we broke up looks great on you, tough.” You inquired, clicking your tongue and leaning back into your chair now to switch your focus from Mick to Mickael who was a mere confused witness of your juvenile performance.
“Is he your ex-boyfriend? That’s why you talked to him when you arrived?” Mickael questioned, thinking that he put two and two together as he was already taking his jacket from the chair’s rest to cover his shoulders with.
You and Mick both nodded at the same time, in a perfect synchrony about which you were both proud of judging by your grins and stolen looks from each other in front of Mikael whose chest pumped in front of Mike as if he wanted to protect his marked territory now, thinking that you were in the perimeters of it, “Look my guy,” Mikael spoke, “I thought she has been single for a long time, her friend told me that she had not had any boyfriend recently and I thought tha—”
“I was kept a secret, my fellow friend.” Mick attend with a sob, “She is a cruel woman, this one.” Mick spoke, looking down at you who were barely able to hold in your laughs – the beach boy made the scene all so credible, “Why you think her friend picked you to date her – she is into pretty boys that can be easily manipulated.” Mick then continued to lie, pointing to him and then to Mikael, “We even look alike.” Mick declared while getting his blonde locks all ruffled with one of his palms, as the other one rested on the table next to yours. So close next to yours.
“Oh my god,” Mikael admitted after scanning Mick from head to toes after a long glance, “You are right, you do have a type Y/N.” Mikael added with a sense of repeal into the tone of his voice, grabbing now his jacket fully on him while getting up from the seat, “I cannot be part of this – I think I better go.”
You nodded, “I do have a type.” You continued with a swirl of your tongue, “You would have been my next victim, yes.” You chuckled, sounding exactly like you wanted to sound – a crazy insane person.
Mikael left right away without saying his goodbyes or leaving any money for the bill, while Mick’s friends erupted in laughter after they went quiet as the whole play developed right before their eyes, wondering what the hell was their friend up to. Once they spotted you and your red painted lips, all smiling and giggling at him now as Mick took Mikael’s seat as a turn of events – they understood what was going on, and they were going to play their wingmen roles accordingly to the plan.
“Thank you.” You laughed, seeing Mikael’s feet stepping out of the restaurant for good, leaving the spare seat for Mick to fill, “Why did you do that?” You then asked, hands apprehensively clasped on the table in front of him now.
Mick’s shoulders shrugged as his lips were spread into that pretty smile he already got you used to; Mick was as clueless as you about how did he came up with the whole story in the fractions of seconds in between the two tables, and yet what thing Mick knew for sure, “I thought you were giving me a sign from across the table, you seemed like you needed a little bit of help to get out of that boring conversation.”
You smiled back to him, “You were ears-dropping?” You inquired, your feet accidentally touch his underneath the table – making Mick’s heart jump, and one of his eyebrows twitched as you two had your first slight form of contact of many more to come. Your lips plucked together in a straight line, picturing somewhere in the back of your mind how the one standing in front of you were to react if you were to touch him more, in many other places and with less to no clothes on you.
“Who does not?” Mick spoke, “Those who say that they do not, they are just trying to pretend they are better than anyone else around them.” Mick added as he followed your example and had laid his hands clasped together in front of yours, slightly leaning forward as if he would have wanted to take a better look at you.
You agreed with a nod, the picture of Mikael showing into your brain for the very last time, “You are right –” You paused leaning forwards too, “Excuse me, I do not think that I got your name – and you just got mine.” You spoke, never breaking the eye-contact in between you and the blonde, no matter how intimidating you wanted to seem and no matter how far the waves of carrying you.
“Mick.” He simply replied, “What are we going to do now? Talk about our jobs?” He then laughed, glaring for a short while to his table, “Or perhaps – would you like to join us?” Mick inquired with a soft smile, cracking you whole right from the start as that was the very first time you had realized that it would be quite impossible to say no to him in any matter whatsoever while he was looking so dearly into your eyes.
You joined Mick’s table and his group, and you joined many of the tables and groups you were invited to from that evening on as Mick’s girlfriend, but that happened a little bit of later down the road.
The attraction between the two of you was obvious right from the start, all of Mick’s friends told him that after the first dinner you two shared together in their presence.
Rosy cheeks, shaking legs underneath the table, short, muttered excuses when one of you would accidentally touch the other hand while eating, long interminable arguments about silly subjects (baguette was the winner), and eye contacts that seemed to be impossible to break by someone else’s interruption. Everyone at the table sense it, and they hoped for you two to get it too – and fast.
You did, but not as fast as they would have thought. You were just friends at first, although friends do not text for hours, go on “hang-outs” such as long walks in the park during a harsh day of December just to warm each other’s hands by rubbing them together in a bar where you got completely drunk on liquor just to go and watch Christmas lights late at night after that, sillily embracing each other’s bodies to sustain both of your stabilities.
You made a habit of hanging-out every single weekend while Mick was in between seasons (and some weekdays too), and you were making excuses to leave your job earlier on Friday just to go and meet him. Tell anyone one example of a just platonic friendship where that does happen – where both parties want to spend each day of the week together, and they will tell you that the involved parties are insane for not admitting their feelings. None of the things you and Mick did were friendly, especially when the man’s hand was on your waist holding dearly for his life as your body was glued to him in a crowded club.
“Uhm,” Mick breathed right into your ear as he let yet another person pass by his back while trying to shield you from the crowd, keeping you safe within the space between his chest and his length of arms, “Coming here might not have been a great idea.” He chuckled, looking down at you all flustered being this close to him for the very first time – this close to his lips, and with those eyes of his looking down at you.
You gulped, and then nodded at the man’s words, “Want to go home?” You had asked, not mentioning either of your places in replying, bumping Mick’s confidence in believing that one day you two might share a home.
He smiled back to you, “I will drive you; I only drank non-alcoholic beer.” He admitted, taking your hand into his so he can easily guide you through the crowded pub.
You watched the man’s wide back as you were passing by all those strangers, those strangers who had no idea what you were holding in between your fingers and how right it felt for you to hold your Prince Charming’s hand. The tingles in your palm went up into your arms, lengthened their stretch up to your chest and found their place and spot there forever from then on. That warm, loving feel make its nest within your ribcage, extending throughout your whole body as days and nights in the presence of Mick’s followed.
Mick made you feel safe, extremely safe in all matters. There were no bad bones into that body of his, and no bad intentions within his brain. You were not believing your eyes each time you saw him smiling what it can do to your heart, and how much such a mere movement of lips can make you feel. You loved when that happened, and you began to think that maybe it was not just that that you loved ardently – but Mick in all his completeness.
“Mick,” You paused as the car’s engine sound slowed down in front of your block of apartments, “I think I am in love with you.” You muttered in a whispered voice, your eyes aiming from the clutched hands sitting on your lap to the man’s face who was already staring at yours with an innocent grin spread all over.
Mick took one of your hands into his, both sitting now on your lap before he unclasped both of your safety belts for him to lean towards you with more ease and for you to wrap your other arm around the man’s neck just for the tips of your fingers to play with the hair at his back while Mick begun to talk before a lick of his lips that immediately drove you insanely crazy, wanting nothing more but to have a bite of that too. Inches away from each other, almost being mouth to mouth, Mick’s whispers set the mood even better – his confession came through in the somewhat the same words as yours.
“Y/N.” Mick paused too as his gaze longed into yours for a while, the tingles of your palms basically burning at this point as the waiting period of your lips on him prolonged with every warm and hot breath of him that you felt on your face, “I know I am in love with you.” Mick then spoke, and that was enough for both of you to cut the chase and for your mouths to finally press-stud on each other just as they should have right from the beginning.
You laughed into the kiss at Mick’s choosing of words, of course he had to take it as a competition and top you somehow. Therefore, you decided in the spite of the moment that you will be the one to top him up in the car as you went into the man’s lap, hands around Mick’s neck while you two were hungeringly making out after all these weeks pretending that that was not the main thing you wanted to do. Fools, such fools to think that restraining will do you any good in the moment, besides only wanting now to kiss more, touch more, feel more all at once. Mick’s both hands went to your waist, and yours found their perfect spot in the curves of his neck and shoulders.
When you departed, Mick childishly nuzzled your nose with his and then uncovered your face from beneath your deranged strings of hair with two of his hurried fingers to be back on your waist and to hold you as close to him as space permitted, and that evoked something within you that you were not expecting – sorrowful bittersweet happiness for feeling for the first time that you were able to feel what everyone else was talking to you about. That was love, and you were living it.
“What’s wrong?” Mick concernedly quickly asked, seeing your eyes water into the thought and getting both hands on your face now to caress your burning cheeks.
“I am in love with you, Mick.” You repeated, kissing the boy’s lips again, leaving him all confused as why were you on verge of crying if you were in love with him.
“I am in love with you too, Y/N.” Mick nervously chuckled, “Is that a bad thing?” He then uttered, watching you vehemently declining with a shake of your head, “Do you want us to stop?” Mick worryingly continued with widened eyes, fearing that there was something wrong in the things he done, said or touched.
Your eyes softened and your eyebrows scratched up in awe to him, “You don’t get it – I never said that to anyone else before.” You confessed, hearts beating crazy into your chest as if it was ready to break out of you at any moment now and that only to be tamed by Mick’s soft lips on the top of your head, and then both of your cheek, and lips. The soft pressed peaks on your skin as you curled into the man’s embrace put a hard stop to the tears in an instant. You had this from now on, and that meant that you will never have to cry for not being able to feel love and to think that you were not worthy of that.
“Thank you, and I am sorry.” You whispered back to him, sobbing quietly as the man’s hands went from your cheeks on your neck, and then on your shoulder to stroke each – a mere gesture that meant so very much to you.
“You do not have to be sorry, pretty girl.” Mick chuckled, taking your mind out of the present moment right to your very first meeting, “And, just so you know – I get it.” Mick commented, and then time stood still for a little short while in which you two have done nothing but giggle like high schoolers hiding from peering eyes under the benches to make out.
You were patient enough to wait for your Prince Charming, and then you got a very much very improved version of one in the name of Mick Schumacher who – even after years of dating – still was shaken by your touch underneath the sheets, and whose heart raced faster than all of his cars when you softly placed one of your signature kisses underneath the man’s left ear, and with whom you learned that that warm feeling inside of your chest that goes from there throughout your whole body never calms down, and never fades, but it only grows with each “I love you” and all its variations.
Aww I love this !!!💗💗
Mastermind // Mick Schumacher x Wolff! Reader social media au
also known as the one where Esteban plays matchmaker for his besties
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yn.wolff thank you estebanocon for letting me steal your girl 😚
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itselenaberri my one and only 🥵
estebanocon betrayal yn.wolff my queen💕
user5 queens of paddock 😤
user2 don't know if I wanna be them or date them 😩
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estebanocon went and found myself a boyfriend since my best friend stole my girl 😤
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yn.wolff wow bestie. He's cute tho, might steal him from you as well🤭
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estebanocon I am gonna remove you from best friends list 🖕
yn.wolff I dare you
mickschumacher never agreed to being second choice but it is, what it is😔
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user7 i aspire to be like y/n 😭 she really said I can take your girl AND man if I want to. Double threat
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yn.wolff Like we were in Paris 🗼
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user9 UM ARE WE JUST NOT GONNA TALK ABOUT THAT LAST PHOTO???
user18 RIGHT?? WHO IS THAT??
itselenaberri ma cherié ❤️
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estebanocon why wasn't I in the photodump? Very rude of you best friend😠
yn.wolff i'm deeply sorry best friend💔 next photodump will be all pictures of you I got through the years 😚
susiewolff we miss you💕
yn.wolff i miss you guys too😩 hug Jack for me 💖
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yn.wolff favourite person to see on grid 💕
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susiewolff beautiful girls! ❤️
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itselenaberri I wouldn't say I'm your favourite to see on the grid…👀
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yn.wolff i truly hate you🫶
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yn.wolff the water was nice
user7 istg they just need to fully announce it already 😠😠
user59 mick looking handsome on that last photo
estebanocon i thought I was supposed to be in the next photodump🤔
yn.wolff no❤️
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mickschumacher what if I told you I have the prettiest girlfriend
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yn.wolff i am blushing, stop it🥹 i love you💙
mickschumacher 🫶🫶
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yn.wolff alexa play mastermind by taylor swift
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mickschumacher my pretty girl 💜
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itselenaberri YOU'RE WELCOME FOR ALL THE DOUBLE DATES!!!
yn.wolff and I love you for them🫶 estebanocon WHAT ABOUT ME yn.wolff i guess I love you too🙄🙄
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a/n this one is my personal fave, I might try Pierre next if anyone would be interested!! :))
this is amazing !! Lovee it💗 also the way you wrote yn is iconic lmao love her 😭💗
boyfriend material ♡ ms x reader
summary: soft launch with some... obstacles
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mercedesamgf1 two of the many moods of mick 😉
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mickeymouse who's he on the phone with
yn_vettel me :)
mickeymouse HOLY SHIT 😭
mickschumacher It was Seb actually :)
yn_vettel rude 😒
mick4merc HOLY SHIT x2
mercmaids the way i could never tire of him in merc gear 😤
shoemaker man has been in the paddock 0.2 seconds and looks ready to leave again
yn_vettel this is the kind of content I signed up for 😁
mercedesamgf1 we aim to please 🙌🏻
mickeymouse y/n in her simp era... where's seb your sister js going after your bestie !!
yn_vettel shhh not so loud 😤
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yn_vettel howdy 🤠
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mickeymouse homegirl left twitter in shambles and dipped to the schumacher ranch 😭
kingmick I haven't forgotten about that riding a cowboy comment 💀💀💀
multi21 the chicken is a subtle nod at sebastian vettel and his own chickens back at home 😌
yn_vettel it's true! I saw them and thought of him 😭
gina_schumacher 💞
fabian_vettel also da bist du hin verschwunden 😒 (so, that's where you disappeared off to)
yn_vettel ich bringe Geschenke mit 😁 (I'll bring gifts back)
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secret keeper | m. schumacher
pairing: mick schumacher x driver!teammate!reader word count: 2.1k words (i really wanted all of these to be short lol sorry) request: don’t think so! prompt: doing secret santa ⎯ “just tell me who got me.” from this prompt list. not my prompts, credits to the person who created it!warnings: kinda crack!fic, idk. language, really fluffy, seb being great, special appearance by the spanish speaking gang (i had to). reader speaks spanish in this. a/n: here’s day 2! i hope you like it, pls let me know what you think! reminder that my requests are closed.
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doing secret santa was the most exciting part of the year for her. it was something so silly and it made her so happy, the thought of having someone actually think deep about what they felt she’d really enjoy was a thrilling one.
something she didn’t quite like about secret santa was that first part. the secret. whilst she did like surprises, and there were only a few limited options as to who might give her something, the anticipation was too much for her.
her teammate, mick, had made a bet with himself, to see how long it’d take her to either figure out or start interrogating everyone until they told her who her secret santa was. at first he gave it ten minutes, but he laughed to himself as he watched her.
they were doing the standard start-of-year interviews, the drivers’ goals and predictions, and the secret santa name draw. mick had already finished his, and was waiting for her so they could go and have lunch together. normally they’d wait longer to do the name draw, but last year the organizers had left it till the last minute, and they didn’t want to risk it this time. plus, they’d have a whole season ahead of them to think really well about the gift.
“okay, (y/n), i’ve got this santa hat here-” the interviewer said, showing her the hat.
“ooh, christmas in march, i like it!” she laughed.
“and in here there’s the names of the other drivers available for the gift exchange,” she nodded at the interviewer.
“i like that we’re doing this right at the start of the season,” she chuckled, grabbing the hat by the white fluff, the pom pom hanging down, “but i can assure you, more than one person will wait until the day before to get their gift,” the people around her laughed, mick did, too. “why are you laughing? did you feel called out?” she asked mick, raising an eyebrow. a camera panned to him, shaking his head at her.
“i already know what i’m going to get,”
“ooh, tell me, tell me!” she rushed to him, moving her hair away from her ear. he leaned in, presing his lips close to her ear.
“no.”
she rolled her eyes, slapping the back of his head.
“did you get seb?” she asked walking back to the spot where she was supposed to be, where all the cameras were ready to record her. she hadn’t arrived in time to see his secret santa segment, so she’d have to find out another way.
“i’m not going to tell you!” he laughed, as the interviewer shook her head.
“you’re not supposed to tell each other, or anyone,” she clarified.
“ugh, fine.” she laughed, “sorry,” she apologized, and placed her hand in, “wait, then he should leave! or he’ll know who i get,” she pointed an accusatory finger at him. “what if i get him?”
“someone else already got mick,” the interviewer clarified, and her shoulders slumped a little, it wasn’t a lie that the two of them were the closest friends and teammates, but she wouldn’t let that discourage her.
“dang it, what am i going to do with all those treats i got for angie, then?” she teased, mick laughed. “so sorry, i know this is taking way longer than it should’ve. i promise i’ll focus now.” she nodded, “you can stay, just promise not to tell anyone,” she told mick, who pretended to zip his lips together.
she ran her fingers through all the folded pieces of paper, finally picking one that called to her. she unfolded it, her eyes opening wide as she read.
“hell yes!” she skipped from one foot to the other, jumping in excitement, “i got seb!” she declared happily, showing the paper to everyone. “ha-ha!” she mocked mick, who only rolled his eyes as he laughed. the two of them were the best of friends. they grew up together, and had been teammates since they were in f3, somehow they always found their way back to each other. suddenly her eyes snapped open, “did you get me?” she gasped. mick shook his head. “did he get me?” she asked the rest of the crew behind the cameras, who only laughed at her eagerness, but didn’t answer. “fine, if you could just tell whoever got me that my favorite color is blue, that would be great, thanks!”
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months passed and as the end of season approached, her relentlessness to know who her secret santa was came back with as much as before. this time, mick wasn’t her only victim.
it started in mexico city, when she was walking alongside charles and lando, and someone from charles’ team approached him.
“hey, charles, just to remind you that the deadline for the secret santa gift is in brazil.” he said, leaving them after that.
“you haven’t turned in your gift?” she asked, she’d done it the week before, when she was finally done packing the perfect gift for sebastian. her mentor.
“i honestly forgot about it,” he said, lando laughed, drinking from his water bottle. something shifted in her eyes as an idea popped in her head.
“well, i could help you!” she offered, blinking slowly to gain his attention.
“really?” he asked, feeling like a weight was being lifted off his shoulders, “thanks i honestly didn’t know what to get-” he was about to say the name of his secret santa, but lando elbowed him on the ribs.
“you can’t say it!” he scolded him, chuckling at her enraged face.
“lando you ass! he was about to tell me!” she grunted, grabbing charles’ face and directing his eyes to her. “tell me charles, who’s your secret santa?”
“no! i can’t say,” he shook his head, feeling something in the pit of his stomach as her eyes narrowed.
“did you get me? do you know who got me?” she asked, shaking his shoulders dramatically. lando laughed, charles was trying his hardest to keep a straight face.
“no, and no!” he said, she grunted, and moved on to lando.
“do you know, norris?” she asked.
“no. i don’t know. and i didn’t get you.”
“you didn’t?” she asked, at least if he denied it she could tick him off his list.
“i don’t know,” he said, shrugging and smiling sheepishly.
she punched his shoulder and walked away, both drivers hurried after her.
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finally, in abu dhabi things got a little bit sweeter. the dinner to honor sebastian was a perfect opportunity for her to really tick people off her list of suspects, up until that point the only person off her list was herself. she hadn’t made that much progress. she had to be smart about it, she couldn’t just straight up ask someone about it, much less if her friends were listening to her.
thankfully, as they were about to leave and were all gathering to take a picture, they all started talking about their agendas for the next day.
“i’m doing the secret santa thing early tomorrow, thankfully,” she heard fernando say, in spanish, he was talking to the other spanish-speakers of the grid. she thanked the stars for her stubbornness, and her parents for listening to her when she said she wanted to learn as many languages as she could. spanish, of course, french, italian, english, and german. this was her shot, and if she were alone, she would’ve grinned like the grinch. she approached them, slowly, and listened to them. “after that i’m completely free.”
“free of what?” she popped in.
“media duties,” he explained, smiling.
“ugh, i’m busy all day. i think they left my secret santa segment for last.”
“well, of course, everyone knows how much you love that thing,” checo said.
“that’s true, i know,” she chuckled. “did you guys struggle to get your gift?”
“not really, mine is an inside joke with max,” checo shrugged, the name slipping from his lips without him noticing.
“aw that’s nice,” she smiled, feeling carlos looking at her.
“i’m not going to tell you who i got.”
“why? did you get me?” she tried, but carlos shook his head.
“i don’t mind, if it will help you sleep better. i didn’t get you,” fernando admitted, she looked at him gratefully.
“see, carlos? that’s what a good friend does!” she pointed at fernando, “thank you.”
mick called her name, she excused herself and walked to him, feeling his arm around her shoulders.
“what are you doing?” he asked accusatorily.
“we can tick checo and fernando off my list,” she gave him a smug smile, clearly content with her work for the night.
“you’re just not letting this go are you?” he asked, amused at her stubbornness, it didn’t surprise him, he knew her like the back of his hand, but it was still nice to see her trying her hardest to figure this out.
“this all can end if you just tell me who got me.” she said, leaning her head against his shoulder as everyone else gathered around, getting ready for the group picture.
“you’ll know tomorrow. don’t worry.” he reassured her. she sighed.
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the next day, mick and (y/n) were like two kids, she’d wanted to watch seb open the present she got him, and had convinced mick to help her make it happen in a way that wouldn’t be so obvious. it didn’t take that much to find a way to stay and watch seb.
they just found him as they walked pass, and asked if they could stay. the lady in charge of all of the f1 media just asked them to stay quiet.
“oh, this is very nice,” seb smiled as he took out the first present, “didn’t we have like $30 limit?” he chuckled, (y/n) and mick laughed too. the last gift was a dead giveaway, a picture of her, mick, and seb. when the two young drivers were just kids, barely starting karting against each other. it was from the first time they met sebastian in a “professional” environment. “oh, well, i think i know who this is from,” he grinned, his eyes darting to the two of them, with mick confused and (y/n) with a big smile on her face. he showed the picture to the camera, a different camera panning to the two haas drivers. “judging by their faces i’d say this is from (y/n),” he guessed.
she nodded her head, and walked to him when he opened his arms for her. they hugged each other, she was going to miss him so much. he’d always been there for her. all throughout her career and her personal life. she looked up to him, admired him and everything he worked for, what he stood for.
“thank you, dear, i loved all of my gifts,” she smiled, proud of herself.
“thank you for everything you’ve done for me,”
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after an excruciatingly long day, it was her turn to film her secret santa section.
“i really hope you add a special montage of every time i’ve risked my life, and others’, trying to figure out who got me in this gift exchange,” she only half-joked, but it helped ease the mood with everyone around. mick, as usual, was sitting next to her, on the other side of the cameras.
“we’ll make sure of it,” the f1 producer nodded, making a mental note to check all the footage. once the cameras started rolling officially, she got her signature smile on, “(y/n), welcome to the 2022 f1 secret santa. i know this is something you’ve been looking forward all year long,” she nodded her head, “i won’t make you wait much longer so, here you go,” she was handed a small box, and her first instinct was to shake it to see if it made any noise.
“i hear a faint jingling.” she said, unwrapping the blue ribbon around the black box. “it’s blue! thanks santa!” she smiled, remembering the comment she’d made about her favorite color. “oh, whoa-” her eyes widened as she saw the gift. it was a necklace, with the outline of a track hanging in the middle. “it’s spa!” she giggled, recognizing the twists and turns. “oh my god, this is so nice, i-” her eyes widened as she stared at it, a light flush had creeped its way up to her cheeks. “oh, gosh, i-” she was at a loss for words, she was expecting maybe a gift that was partly a joke, or something small. this was too much. “i don’t think i can accept this.”
“do you have any clue as to who it might be?” they asked her, she was still too shocked to think.
“no. well, i mean the only person that pops in my head that might be this thoughtful is either mick or seb, but i guess maybe charles, too? i know he’s sponsored by a jewelry company,”
“you’re so close,” they told her.
“pierre?” she guessed, it didn’t really make sense, he didn’t know that spa was her favorite track, well, to her knowledge.
“not quite,” she sighed.
“i don’t know. i-” she turned her head, seeing mick looking at her, throughout the entire time he could feel his eyes on her, it wasn’t anything different. but she saw a faint blush on his cheeks, his ears. “oh my god. no. are you shitting me?” she asked him, directly, not even looking at the cameras. “it was you? it’s been you this entire time?” she asked. and mick couldn’t hide it anymore, he smiled, nodding. “mick!” she ran to him, he stood up as she approached him and she jumped in his arms. “thank you, i love it,” she said.
“i’m glad you liked it,” he said, suddenly becoming shy under all of the stares.
once she returned to her spot, she couldn’t wipe the grin off her face. her fingers were playing with the chain that now hung from her neck.
“how’d you know it was mick?” they asked her.
“well, not many people know that my favorite track is spa. i mean, they probably wouldn’t think it is given my bad luck there,” she said, referring to the fiasco last year and her dnf of that year after having a great race. “and he blushes a lot,” she added, chuckling.
they hurried the rest of the video, as she thanked him once more, this time in front of the cameras.
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“i should’ve known,” she said as she shook her head. “i knew there was a reason you weren’t telling me.”
“ah, well, i had to keep the secret,” he chuckled.
“i really love this, mick, thank you. you really didn’t have to get me something so…”
“oh, you’ll just have to wait and see what i’ve got in store for christmas,” he smiled, leaving her stunned there as he kept walking.
“what do you mean? you got my gift already?!” she asked, rushing to him again.
“i don’t know,” he shrugged, “maybe,” he said as he got into the elevator.
“what is it? can you give me a clue?” she asked.
“hmm… i can just say you’re going to love it,” mick smiled, already looking forward to their christmas trip, one that could possibly change the course of their friendship, possibly changing to something more. being her secret santa wasn’t the only secret mick was keeping.
ADORABLE!!! Absolutely LOVED it !!!💗💗🥰
a vettel and a schumacher walk into a bar – ms47
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Summary: The one where Mick is dating Seb’s eldest daughter, but forgets to mention this to his mentor and close friend. Another problem? He can’t seem to keep his eyes (or his hands) off of you.
Pairing: mick schumacher x vettel!reader
Word Count: 3308
Warnings: sweet angel baby mick, fluff, slight angst, seb and hannah being the coolest parents ever, haas trauma, sexual innuendos (made by mick, gasp!), allusions to sex, mentions of teen pregnancy, google translate german + my dad as a german dictionary (beware!)
Request: “Could I request a smau where mick is dating Seb’s daughter but like Seb doesn’t know and he’s trying to play wingman to get the two together and when they reveal they’re together he’s like really happy for them (sorry if this is confusing I hope you get what I mean😭😂) and if you do choose to write this thank you ❤️”
Author’s Note: hi, hey, hello!! i kind of changed this request a little bit, but only because i will be doing a part 2 as a social media au to follow this in the following days, so i hope it is okay. i always enjoy reading mick fics with vettel!reader and seeing the dynamic between the couple and seb in those, so it was very fun for me to write this. thank you anon, for your request and hopefully you don’t mind that i’ve changed it a little bit. i hope you guys enjoy! good morning, noon or night wherever you are, xoxobee
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One of the cool things about you and your parents is the fact that you have a very honest relationship. Maybe it’s the fact that they had you when they were both, basically, teenagers, but there is no secrets kept on either part of the relationship. So the bad thing is, you don’t really know why and how you haven’t told your parents yet – you know, considering the fact that you do tell them everything. Your dad accidently washed and shrinked your favourite jumper? He apologizes and tells you he’ll take you shopping. You accidentally hit your car while parallel parking? You tell your mom and she tells you she’ll deal with it. You’re dating your father’s idol’s only son, who happens to be one of his friends, and forgot to tell your dad? Yeah, that’s not that simple.
“We need to tell him.” You say to Mick, pacing around in your room whilst he driver is sat on the couch in your parents’ living room.
“Of course we have to tell him, but how?” Mick muses, his knee bouncing up and down with anxiety. “Jesus, how did we forget to tell him? It’s Seb!”
“I know it’s ‘Seb’! He’s also my father!” You exclaim, hands nervously going to your hair to pull at the roots. “Mick… I think I’m going to be sick.”
“Hey, hey, no.” He shushes, getting up and walking towards you. “It’s going to be okay, hase.” He assures you while gently prying your hands from your hair.
You scrunch your nose, a unapproving hum leaves your lips. “Why must you call me that?”
“Because you look like a bunny when you scrunch your nose, which is always.” He explains, shrugging as he presses a kiss against your cheek and sits back down. “When you’re smiling, when you’re angry, when you’re confused, when you’re about to cu–”
“Mick!” You exclaim, eyes widening because of the way he was about to conclude his thoughts.
He has an innocent look on his face as he asks, “What? I was going to say when you’re about to cumulate.” He carries on the expression for a few seconds, letting the small smirk take over his lips afterwards as he eyes you.
“I’m not letting you touch me for a week, Schumacher.” You announce, shaking your head as you leave the living room to go to the kitchen to get yourself a drink. “How’s that for cumulating?”
“Hase, I was joking!”
The fact that your dad is officially ‘retired’ means that you can spend much more time as a family, which makes him very happy. You make a conscious effort to be home with your sisters and parents in Switzerland when you get breaks from university so the whole family can spend some quality time together. So there you are, all five of you sat in your parents’ backyard around the patio table, enjoying an early dinner. And though you absolutely adore the time you get to spend as a family nowadays, it’s hard to partake in conversation or appear interested in the slightest when your brain is focused on a certain someone with the bluest eyes you’ve ever seen.
“Honey, pass the salad, please?” Your father asks from the head of the table.
You pass him the bowl without meeting his eyes, or showing any kind of interest. “Sure, dad, there you go.”
“Thanks, honey.” You dad mumbles, sharing a look with your mother and waiting for you to make another comment – he’s confused when it doesn’t come. “No comment? No rolling eyes? No ‘get it on your own, old man’? Hannah, are you seeing this? I think we finally broke Y/N!”
Your mom rolls her eyes while lightly slapping your dad’s arm. “Are you feeling okay, kleine biene?”
“Are you sick, liebling?” Sebastian asks, and then turns to Matilda. “Do you want to check if she’s okay, Doctor?”
“Yeah, I’m just tired, I think.” You assure them, giving a small smile to Matilda who’s already taking out her (toy) statoscope to check your heartbeat.
“Shhh!” She shushes you as she focuses on listening to your heartbeat, and you share a knowing look with the other members of your family, all four of you intend to entertain Matilda’s new obsession. “She’s fine, papa, her heart is beating so fast!”
“She’s sitting down, Matilda, why would her heart beat so fast?” Emily questions from her place next to your mother, shooting an unamused look to your youngest sister who sits next to you.
“Be nice, Em.” You chastise her, shaking your head slowly. “Thank you, Doc.” You ruffle Matilda’s hair as she beams up at you. Then, you turn to your dad with a playful look on your face. “Next time, I’m not being nice and handing things to you, just so you know.”
It’s much later, and you’re in your room working on a piece you need to get done for your art class, when your mother knocks at your door. She comes in with a calm smile on her face when you answer the door. “It almost looks finished!” She beams, standing behind your chair as she studies the piece.
“I just need to work on the shadows… I think.” You mumble, tilting your head to the side to look at it from another perspective. “I don’t know, mama, I feel like my eyes are about to explode. Remind me why I chose art, again?”
“I think you were going through a rebellious phase and wanted choose something furthest away from engineering.” She explains, then she takes the paintbrush in your hand and places in the cup filled with water which you used to rinse out your brush. “I wanted to speak to you about something.”
“Oh god, this takes me back to high school.” You whine, spinning in your chair to look at her. “Am I in trouble?”
“Honey, you’re past the point where I can tell you you’re in trouble or not.” She takes a deep breath. “I wished you would stay my little girl forever, but unfortunately, you grew up to be this kind, considerate young woman I hardly recognise anymore.” She jokes as she sits down across from you on your bed.
“Good thing we still have Emmy and Tilly, then.” You smile, pointing to the door. “Are they asleep?”
She chuckles. “They went out immediately, your dad was telling them the story of the ‘Happy Tree’.”
Your hands move towards your cheeks, a laugh escaping you. “Oh no, not the story of the ‘Happy Tree’.” ‘Happy Tree’ being a childhood story your dad made up to put you to sleep when you were particularly being difficult as a kid, the entire story aiming to put you to sleep by being the most boring thing you’ve ever heard. You’re pretty sure at some part of the story your dad just counts – claiming that it is the age rings of the ‘Happy Tree’.
“Yeah, they didn’t stand a chance.” Hannah laughs. “Now, tell me what’s been bothering you.”
“Nothing, mama, really. I’m just stressed because I need to finish this before I go back.” You try your best to assure her. “Where’s dad anyway?”
She waves her hand and shrugs. “Who knows? He was going to talk to Mick before we went to bed the last time I saw him.”
“Mick?” You ask – a little too quickly for your mom to not notice the way your cheeks light up at the mention of the driver. You fake a cough to hide the any noticeable reactions. “I didn’t know he was back.”
Hannah eyes you with a suspicious look. “I think his plane landed a few hours ago, he took an earlier one.”
“Oh, okay then.” You mumble, your expression visibly falling tells your mother everything she needs to know.
“I thought you’d be happier to hear that he’s back, honey.” You mother tells, you confused.
“I am– I mean, we’re friends.” You shrug.
“Just friends?” Your mother asks, expecting for you to finally admit your feelings for the boy.
You take a deep breath and look at your mom with a guilty expression. “Mama, I have to tell you something.”
“Lieber Gott, stay right there,” She exclaims, running out of your room, “I’m going to get ice-cream!” Needless to say, your mother is very happy to hear that you’re in a relationship with your boyfriend.
After Mick’s plans of surprising you were ruined by your mom, the two of you decide to spend the weekend together to make up for the past two weeks Mick’s been away. Since you can’t tell your dad where you’re actually going, you tell him that you’re going camping with some of your friends from high school; you mom gives you a knowing look, and a shake of her head. Though it makes you feel guilty, you promise yourself that you will talk to Mick this weekend and come clean to your father afterwards about the fact that the two of you are dating.
So there the two of you are, laying in his bed on a Saturday morning after the not so innocent activities of last night. There is an unusual feeling of heaviness across your chest when you wake up, which causes you to wake up groggier than usual. Your eyes are unfocused at first, causing you to scrunch up your face in discomfort as you try and get used to the light in the room. Once your eyes are feeling better, you let them look around Mick’s bedroom, which is surprisingly tidy for a man, you realize. Eventually your eyes fall on the sleeping driver next to you, on his stomach while his arm is pinning you down on the bed next to him. You let your body twists towards Mick, seeking the warmth of his body even though the covers over your body provides the same. Even in his sleepy state, he accommodates your body, pulling you towards him and cuddling you in a way which makes you feel as if you’re in a safe cocoon consisting of Mick. Your eyes close by themselves, the warmth surrounding you combined with Mick’s steady breathing lulling you into another sleep, when his fingers start to draw mindless shapes across your naked back and there is a small smile on his face as if he’s trying to keep his laughter in.
“You’re watching me, hase.” He mumbles, keeping his eyes closed even though he lets you know he’s awake. “It’s creepy.”
“No it’s not.” You argue with a small pout on your face. “You watch me sleep all the time when you wake up early to work out.”
“How would you know if you’re sleeping?” He asks, his arm pulling you even closer to his body.
You laugh, lifting a finger to trace his facial features as you mumble. “You not denying it gives me all the approval I need.” You’re almost done with his lips when he nips at the skin and then presses a soft kiss as an apology, making you giggle as you watch him sleepily.
“Morning, liebe.” Mick croaks out, his eyes opening and slowly focusing on you as they get use to the light.
You smile at him going through the same thing you did just minutes ago, pressing a small kiss to his lower lip and leaning your forehead against his. “Morning, Mickey.”
He smiles back at you at your use of the nickname, his groan making you smile even wider and consequently scrunching up your face. “There’s my smile.” He murmurs, lifting your chin with his fingers and pressing his lips to yours. Unlike your earlier kiss, he deepens it by sliding his tongue into your mouth, and smiles into the kiss as you let out a small moan voicing your approval. When he does eventually pull back, there is an amused smile on his face as you chase his lips for more. “More? Didn’t I do a good job last night?”
You laugh mischievously as you shake your head ‘no’, which causes his eyes to darken in return as he slides his fingers down to your neck to wrap his hand around it gently. “Don’t blame yourself, I know you’ve missed me so you were excited last night.”
“I did miss you,” He affirms, eyes still locked to yours as his gaze carries a sense of seriousness. “But I’m not doing a good enough job if you’re asking for more, am I?” He tightens his hand, although not by much that it cuts of your circulation, but enough to erase your playful expression. “Can’t have my girl dissatisfied.”
“Mick,” You moan, his name coming from your mouth encouraging him to move down on your body towards where you need the most. But although you need him, you are reminded by grave reality where the two of you need to come clean to your father. “My mother knows.” The words come out from your mouth slurred together, as if you are in a hurry to get them out before they explode within you.
Mick’s eyes widen so much that you worry they are going to pop out from their sockets. He quickly takes his hand off from around your neck and scrambles to get off of you, quickly letting himself fall on the bed and turn to you in a sitting position while clutching his grey sheets around the lower half of his body. “You told your– Well, that’s good isn’t it? How did she react?”
“She was happy, Mick. So, so happy.” You tell him, deciding not to make him suffer after seeing the slight insecurity in his eyes. “You know they both adore you.” You take a deep breath, worry seeping into your expression. “I just don’t want my dad to think we’ve kept this from him on purpose.”
“He won’t, hase.” He shakes his head and he lies down on the bed, his body turned towards you. “You know how much he loves you; he won’t think we deliberately hid this from him.”
“I hope so.” You sigh, cuddling into his body as you keep on mumbling. “I’ve never kept a secret from him my entire life, Mick. I can’t keep hiding us.”
There is a determined look on his face as he speaks. “You won’t have to; we’ll tell him when I drive you back.”
“But… I drove here in my own car?” You point out.
“Then I’ll have to drive you back in your own car, darling.”
Your hands are shaky when the two of you stand in front of the front door to your parents’ house. It’s weird to think how nervous you are to enter the house, given the fact that it is the house you spend most of your life in, and that Mick has been over a thousand times as your guest and as your parents’. You take a deep breath as you enter the house and call out to your parent’s, “I’m home!”
There’s a silence before an answer comes, “We’re in the kitchen!”
You and Mick share look as the two of you walk towards the kitchen, his hand is on the small of your back the entire time as a support. You stick your head through the kitchen door to see your parents sitting on the island, looking through some architectural design magazine. Sebastian smiles at you as he sees you enter the kitchen. “Hello, honey, why are you back so early? I thought you were going to camp all weekend.”
There is a guilty expression on your face as you link your hands behind your back, just as you used to do when you got in trouble as a kid. “I didn’t go camping this weekend, dad.”
“You didn’t?” He asks, confused. He turns back at you after he shares a look with your mom. “Where were you, then?”
You stay silent as you take a couple steps back to pull a guilty-looking Mick into the kitchen. “I was with Mick.” You mumble.
The change of expressions on your dad’s face is interesting – first it turns confused, then enlightened, and worried, and then confused again. You hear him ask, “The guy you’re dating is Mick?”
“You knew I was dating someone?” You turn to your mom with a sense of betrayal. “Mama!”
“I didn’t tell him anything!” She defends herself, at the same time your dad exclaims; “You knew she was dating him?”
He then turns you with a sad look in his eyes. “You told your mother but not me?”
“I didn’t mean for this to happen–” You try to explain, but then turn to your boyfriend with an overwhelmed groan. “Help me!”
“We forgot!” Mick exclaims, there is an apprehensive look on his face. “It just happened so fast and we forgot to tell you, but it’s not that we wanted to keep it from you.”
“When– When did this happen?” Sebastian asks as he shakes his head slowly, trying to comprehend the situation.
“Last year in Abu Dhabi, after you told me I should stay for a bit.” You explain, somehow scooting yourself closer to Mick without being aware of doing do.
“I did this?” Your dad asks. Then, he turns to your mom and grabs his cheeks with his hand. “Oh no, honey, as if that was my entire plan the whole time.”
“Wait a minute– what?” You ask him, jaw slacked.
“You planned all of this?” Mick asks your father with the same amount of shock.
“Oh come on,” Your dad laughs. “The two of you already fancied each other long before I got involved – and it turned out to be fine!”
“Papa!” You exclaim, eyes widening. “This is real life; you can’t strategize with people’s relationships!”
“I’m so confused right now.” Mick mumbles to you, which earns him a glare.
“What would have happened if we didn’t end up together?” You ask Sebastian, which melts his hear to hear paired with the concerned look on your face.
“Then you would’ve stayed good friends.” He replies with a shrug. “Honey, I could see that you both clearly had feelings each other and that’s why I decided to play the matchmaker, you have nothing to worry about.”
“He’s right, hase.” Mick sighs, as he wraps his arm around your shoulders. “I mean, his plan worked.”
“I know it worked.” You grumble. “Do you know how guilty I felt because I didn’t tell you when it happened in the first place?”
“Good,” Your dad nods. “It shows that I’ve raised a good kid.”
You sigh as you watch your parents laugh over the incident, Mick joining them a few moments later which prompts you to do the same. Your mom gets up from her place as she turns towards the two of you. “Do you guys wanna stay for dinner? We were about to make burgers.”
“Oh yeah, dad owes us plenty of those after the emotional damage he put us through.” You announce, kissing Mick on the cheek and joining your mom to help her prepare dinner.
“I like retirement,” Your dad mumbles to himself.
“I give you one season, old man.” You smirk. “You won’t be able to stay behind when you’ve been behind a wheel since you were eight years old.”
“She’s got you there, Seb.” Mick laughs as he takes a place on the island.
“Oh no, is Mick taking your side going to be an ongoing thing?” Sebastian asks with a grimace.
“What can I say?” Mick shrugs. “I am a good boyfriend.”
“The best.” You agree, while you lock eyes across the room. Your parents share a knowing look between the two of them. Needless to say, it turns out that your dad is also very happy to ‘learn’ that you’re dating Mick.
Loveee 💗💗
Say cheese | mick schumacher x fem!reader
in which y/n wolff and mick schumacher soft launch their relationship online
yn_wolff
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yn_wolff race day dump and cheesin'
lewishamilton And who is that? 🤔🤔
georgerussell63 Hmm he seems familiar??susie_wolff I am also wondering who is that - dad
yn_wolff lewis, roscoe is waiting for you. george, shut up and take your shirtless photos somewhere else. dad, give susie back her phone and jack says he wants to go home now. 🤦♀️🤦♀️
mickschumacher
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mickschumacher say cheese
lewishamilton AND WHO IS THAT?
georgerussell63 SHE ALSO SEEMS FAMILIAR??
mickschumacher Shut up and Toto is waiting for us.
f1wags
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f1wags NEW WAG ALERT? Mercedes' reserve driver, Mick Schumacher and daughter of Mercedes' team prinicipal, Y/N Wolff posted similar posts on their Instagrams, seemingly soft launching their relationship. Any thoughts?
bbmicky aw they would be so cute together!!
mickymouse sad day for mick girlies and y/n girlies
yn_wolff posted a story
caption: 💕mickschumacher💕
mickschumacher
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mickschumacher Boss man officially knows. I would like to introduce you to my girlfriend, yn_wolff 💕
susie_wolff Congrats to the of you and you look so cute together!
susie_wolff Take care of her, Mick - Toto Wolff
mickschumacher Thanks, Susie and yes, sir, Mr. Boss man! 🫡
yn_wolff love you, Micky!
lewishamilton So that's who it was.
georgerussell63 And that's why she looked familiar.
yn_wolff shut up the two of you and let us be happy.
mickymouse not toto signing with his full name on susie's account 💀💀
THIS IS AMAZING!!! 💗💗💗
knock, knock! (social media au) - ms47
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Summary: The one where you and Mick decide to announce your relationship to the world.
Pairing: mick schumacher x vettel!reader (model used: janae roberts)
Warnings: fluff, some light cursing, the timelines don't match whatsoever (please disregard this, thank you!)
Request: this is the part two of this request!
Please also note that all of my works are protected under copyright, and not available for reposting on other platforms.
yn.vettel
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yn.vettel: i left my house and went out. here's proof.
seb5supremacy: she's grown up??
gimmeschumi: who's the boy, yn???👀👀
lance_stroll: yeah, who's the boy yn??
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lewishamilton: so inspirational💪
sebastianvettel and mickschumacher
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sebastianvettel: Friendship from one generation to the next. . 📸 Mick Schumacher and Sebastian Vettel by @raceofchampions . . . . . #michaelschumacher #mickschumacher #sebastianvettel #raceofchampions #thereisstillaracetowin
5for5vettel: name a better duo, i'll wait
yn.vettel: crying, screaming, throwing up
mickschumacher: you are so weird
yn.vettel: yeah, so?
mercedesamgf1: 🫡❤️
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mickschumacher
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mickschumacher: one of these things is not like the other.
sainzandco: is that SEB'S DAUGHTER??
mickeyschu: they are close friends because mick is also close with seb
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lance_stroll: angie looks different in the last photo
estebanocon: yeah, did she get taller?
yn.vettel: you both suck
mercedesamgf1: have a good break, mick!!
yn.vettel just posted a story!
sebastianvettel and yn.vettel
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sebastianvettel: From P20 to P1, congratulations to my daughter, Y/N! 📸 Y/N Vettel by @mickschumacher.
sebangeles: she graduated?? she graduated!!
susie_wolff: congratulations, yn!
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yn.vettel: i'm better at popping the champagne than mick
georgerussel63: facts
mickschumacher: it's not my fault the cork got stuck
yn.vettel: that's what she said
yn.vettel
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yn.vettel: almost 6 months with you, and we still haven't killed each other. ❤️ tagged users: mickschumacher
mickschumacher: love you too, hase❤️
danielricciardo: this is the most ambitious crossover in the history
landonorris: this is MY avengers endgame
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sebastianvettel: you're welcome! 😇
mickschumacher
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mickschumacher: here's some 'old' photos from summer break, featuring my girls because i miss both. tagged users: yn.vettel
yn.vettel: i miss angie☹️
yn.vettel: and my mickey☹️☹️
mickschumacher: i missed you too, hase❤️
lance_stroll: you guys are disgusting
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sainzandco: i knew ittt!
mickcedes47: their children are going to have both schumacher and vettel blood??
mercedesamgf1: already getting the contracts and the seats ready!
sebastianvettel: 😇😇😇
yn.vettel: @mickschumacher he scares me
mickschumacher: yeah, me too
yn.vettel just posted a story!
mickschumacher just posted a story!
sebastianvettel just posted a story!
This was v fun to read 💗💗!!
Can you do a preferrably desi girl x mick Schumi one, where the girl works for Mercedes’ media team?
Thank u love u 😘
badtameez dil ✸ ms47
The Mercedes admin has favourites… sorry George!
includes… fluff, a healthy amount of love for roscoe and lewis, pre established relationship.
notes… this somewhat inspired by em’s ( aka @holllandtrash ) secret admin series. i hope you like it!!
( fc. amita suman. )
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mercedesamgf1 heard you guys missed me… my co-admin (in the last slide) is the one who took over for me while i was back home so thank you!! now we’re back on the regularly scheduled programme of having fun (and serious business, cause boss man said so).
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mickschumacher 👼
mercedesamgf1 🤍
andysf1 they’re flirting again 😒
georgerussell where am i??
mercedesamgf1 you literally would not let me take a single pic of you all week
georgerussell then maybe stop hanging out w mick so much!!
yourusername i will skin you
ynisms mother is so pissed she switched accounts 😭😭
yourusername i’m not losing my job due to this lesbian funko pop
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lewishamilton glad to have you back 🤗
mercedesamgf1 glad to be back sir lewis hamilton 🫡
roscoelovescoco I looks so cute’s!
mercedesamgf1 the only person that i love to co-admin with
mickschumacher ouch…
britcedes admins back and playing favourites, my life is complete again
pewpewpew i take back anything and everything i said about the other admin
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mickschumacher earth angel 👼
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user1 isn’t this the admin?? i’m new so idk yet
user2 they’ve been “friends” since mick got into f1, but i honestly call bullshit
user1 looking at her, i can see why lol
siriuslynot MOTHER IS MOTHERING YALL
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larascraft mick lurking like we don’t see the like…
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lilymhe pretty lady
yourusername pretty baby
yourusername jpg account when??
mickschumacher if you’re the muse then today
yourusername i’m down
effwonmanic is he… flirting?
micky_f1 and she’s flirting w him??
alicepotter just friends, my ass
fleetwoods what is GOING ON in the house of commons?!!
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yourusername there might be a reason i play favourites…
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lilymhe angel girl, imy!
yourusername omw to the williams garage rn 🏃♀️
mickschumacher my only angel
yourusername love you
lewishamilton Congratulations guys!
goergerussell does this mean i’ll finally get a post?
yourusername after asking on THIS post, no 🫶🏼
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mercedesamgf1 boss man approves
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susie_wolff I did not approve of this. — Toto.
yourusername you gave mick a “gift” so that he wouldn’t miss any races…
susie_wolff And it worked. — Toto.
effwonmanic are we sure they’re not related???
pewpewpew that’s what you choose to focus on???
effwonmanic i’d rather pretend i didn’t read about the gift
georgerussell out of all the pics…
mercedesamgf1 be quiet or i won’t post you unless toto bribes me to (again)
georgerussell why are we friends again??
yourusername because i taught you how to actually use powerpoint
alex_albon she has a point, they look so much better now
landonorris thank god for that, it was getting boring
taylorsmidnight what is the bribe exactly?
mercedesamgf1 usually the good coffee boss man gets for himself or some type of savoury food
ynisms the fact that she has to be paid in food to promote their ACTUAL driver but does it for free w their reserve 😭😭
pewpewpew she has her priorities straight
alex_albon please tell me you have more of these
yourusername i’m sending them on the grp now
georgerussell we should’ve never added you
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This is so iconic and cute !!! 💗💗
Hiii could you please do a smau for mick x toto’s daughter aka Wolff!reader ? 😍 plot could be anything you like
Gorgeous
(mickschumacher x ynwolff)
warnings: none
a/n: i hope you like it !! sorry for the long wait 😅
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yn.wolff
Australia
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yn.wolff ditched school for a race. no one tell my dad 🤫
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mickschumacher you ditched school for the race and not to hang out with me 😭 im hurt
yn.wolff hey stop exposing me here !!
mickschumacher 🫢
susie_wolff 🤔 - toto
mercedesarmy someones in troubleeee
lewishamilton great to have you back in the paddock my dear ❤️
yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️
mercbuddies i wanna ditch school for a race too
mercbuddies me too !!!!
susie_wolff what is the excuse letter i have to write this time 🤔 - dad
yn.wolff that i missed my dad and went to visit him 🥺
susie_wolff hmm ok. 👌🏼- dad
susie_wolff when do i get to write that excuse letter
yn.wolff when i come for the F1A race at the end of the month
susie_wolff great. already written
hammertime where can i get parents like this
geoooooorgee id be homeless if i did this
mercedesamgf1 Glad to have you back ❤️
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georgerussell63 you skipped school for us ??
yn.wolff ofcourse i did. came all the way to Australia to see you not race
georgerussell63 🙄
alex_albon shots fired
yn.wolff you werent any better lex
alex_albon hey i come in peace. at least you didnt have to watch the race alone.
yn.wolff i didnt have too i had company
albonofans not alex trying to justify his dnf 😂
danielriccardo great to see you again little wolff
yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️
yn.wolff when do i get to see you again ?
danielriccardo we will see. soon i promise
mickcedes who is the guy ? why so sneaky
hammertime a mercedes guy for sure.
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mickschumacher
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mickschumacher 🌊+🦘+🇦🇺 =❤️
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jackdoohan i want a beach volley rematch 😠
mickschumacher NO
jackdoohan YES
galaelized can i come ?
jackdoohan yes the more the merrier. you will be on my team
mickschumacher hey not fair i want sean
jackdoohan too late 😝
dookiesquad they fight like a bunch of kids
schuminis mick soft launching his girl 😍
mickiemick i wanna know who she is
micksquad i heard she is a surfer girl too 😍
mercedesarmy i bet you yn wolff is gonna be pretty jealous rn. her bestie has got a girl 😶
micksquad omg i did not think of this 😭 lesser yn and mick 💔 im not ready for this
yn.wolff who is the new chick
mickschumacher oh you definitely know her
yn.wolff do i ? hmm do i like her ?
mickschumacher absolutely cause i love her 😉
yn.wolff if you say so
danielriccardo oh so thats why she wasnt free 🤔
ricfans who is “she” ??? we need to know
kikiay he knows something!! spill please
paddockgossips so she is someone already known in the paddock? interesting 🤨
f1wags not yn making sure everyone knows she approves
micksquad this is why she is the queen of the paddock
ginaschumacher ❤️❤️❤️
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yn.wolff ocean blue eyes, looking in mine, i feel like i might sink and drown and die ❤️
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mickschumacher meine liebe, ich liebe dich ❤️ (translation: my love, i love you)
yn.wolff i love you more ❤️
ginaschumacher ahhh my favourites!!! welcome to the family! ❤️❤️
yn.wolff thank you ! ❤️
carmenmmundt finally i have been waiting for this! ❤️
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alex_albon YES FINALLY !!! its not a secret anymore
lilymhe im so so sorry for him 🤦🏻♀️
lilymhe my babies ❤️ @mickschumacher take care of her if not ☠️
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mickschumacher i promise !! damn you are scary
mercedesarmy i spoke too soon 🤡
micksquad my jaw is dropped! im speechless! i love them so much
mickcedes damn those lyrics hit different now
lewishamilton ❤️
susie.wolff YN!!! thats not the point of a car !!! -dad
mercbuddies HAHAHA toto is the best !!
susie.wolff welcome to the family mick! we love you guys❤️
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mickschumacher thank you ❤️
jackdoohan not taylor again
yn.wolff hey dont say that !! its taylor all day, everyday !
jackdoohan fine 😐 promise me during roadtrips we have songs other than taylor
yn.wolff ofc we will have harry styles and one direction too
jackdoohan @mickschumacher SAVE ME
mickschumacher im switzerland
jackdoohan 😦
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mickschumacher you’re so gorgeous ❤️
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yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️
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charles_leclerc you guys are datingg ?!!?!
yn.wolff why are you shocked ?? you knew
charles_leclerc oh right i did
pierregasly so see you next race yn 🤔
yn.wolff sure if you can convince my dad to write another excuse letter
pierregasly @mickschumacher you got to think of a reason
mickschumacher why me ?
pierregasly cause her dad will say yes to you
susie_wolff 🤔 - toto
jackdoohan OMG not you and the lyrics too
mickschumacher 🫶🏼
mickcedes and to think you couldn’t love him more 🥹
micksquad WHEN WILL IT BE ME ?!?!?!
georgerussell63 ❤️
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estebanocon so happy for you !! 🤍
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elenaberri planning our double date soon ❤️
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yn.wolff yes pleaseee !!!!
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credits: all pictures are found from pinterest and instagram
a/n: thank you for reading this far !! hope you enjoyed it ! If you have any one-shot scenarios send them to me!! I would love to try and recreate them for you ◡̈
Love this sm 💗
Maybe something where mick takes you on a weekend getaway to the beach and you watch the sunset and he says he loves you 🥹maybe Angie could be there too haha
You were on the sand, Angie laying between your legs and you scratching her belly. Everything had been so perfect this weekend.
After two months of dating and having a free weekend, Mick had taken you in a surprise trip to some Mediterranean island. The weather had been perfect, sunny and warm but not too hot. The beaches seemed to be taken out of a dream and the cabin he had rented was more than perfect. It had been one of the first big things you had done as a couple and you couldn't believe it was ending.
Angie rolled around and looked behind you, your signal to know Mick was coming back. Then a soft blanket fell on your shoulders and he sat next to you
You looked at him with a smile and he kissed your forehead.
"How are my girls?"
"Exhausted. Right, Angie?" She laid her head on your thigh and looked up at you. You giggled and brushed some sand from her head. "Someone needs a bath before getting inside"
Mick scratched her ears. "You know... I really trust her."
You looked at him.
"What do you mean?"
"I knew you were the one when I saw her so happy around you"
You needed a few seconds to process what he had said.
Mick looked better than ever. His skin had turned pink because he had forgotten a couple of times to use the sun cream, but the sunset sun made it look golden now. His hair looked lighter and he had the most relaxed expression you had seen on him. He was glowing and looked sweeter than ever. You were so in love with him.
"YN?"
"Did you say you think I'm the one?"
He nodded a bit.
"The one as..."
"The one as the person I want to marry one day" He said. "Not now because it's still soon. But yeah. One day"
You were shaking.
"Mick, I..."
"I love you" He finally said. "So much, actually."
You giggled with tears already falling down your face. Then, you cupped his cheek and kissed him.
He hummed in your lips and brought you closer.
"I love you too, Mick. So much. You are just... Perfect"
He blushed and looked down with a shy smile. "This... It turned out really well"
You kissed his cheek and temple and hugged his neck, followed by a squeak of pure happiness as you squeezed him. It made him laugh and pull you.
Soon, you were both rolling in the sand and playing fighting with Angie happily jumping around you two.
💗💗💗💗
𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞, 𝐦.𝐬
pairing: mick schumacher x singer!reader
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yourinstagram coachella!! hope y'all had as much as fun as i did! 🫶 new music video coming soon!
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billieeilish y/nchella was awesome!
y/nfan1 mother was mothering
user35 not this girl posting thirst traps to catch mick's attention 🙄
⤷ ynfan2 thirst trap? she just posted a picture of her coachella show, which was a freaking headline. go touch some grass.
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mickschumacher This is not a thirst trap I swear
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yourinstagram how do you even know what a thirst trap is
⤷ mickschumacher I... googled it...
⤷ yourinstagram honestly why am I not surprised
⤷ user62 it's so cute to see them interacting with each other
ynfan44 i'm just wondering who took the pic 🤭
⤷ mickschumacher I can say it wasn't @yourinstagram she's not very good with cameras
⤷ yourinstagram THAT IS NOT TRUE?
⤷ mickschumacher Yes it is
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yourinstagram he says i'm not good with cameras. explain this 🤪 tagged: mickschumacher
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mickschumacher 😗
⤷ yourinstagram 😘
user12 OMG IT'S OFFICIAL
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mickschumacher Y/n's new music video is out now!! You're amazing, liebechen ❤️
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yourinstagram i love you blondie 🫶
⤷user78 awwww
yourinstagram jesus what is wrong with my eyes
⤷ ynfan52 lmaooo
OMGG MICK AND HARRY IN ONE FIC !!?? THIS IS JUST AMAZING LOVEE IT 💗💗💗
Helloo how are y’all doing? Can I request an Insta au of reader dating mick Schumacher and like she is a huge fan of harry styles and is trying to make him a harrie too (at first he acts fake/playful/jokingly jealous because she loves Harry and talks about him a lot but he does become a fan in the end ) and maybe they go for on if the concerts (Harry’s birthday show and he posts something like the loml watching the love of her life 😂) thank you❤️❤️Incase y’all don’t write for mick you can do the same thing for Charles Leclerc that is if y’all choose to write this ! Thanks❤️
A/N: Thanks for requesting this! I'm not a Harry Styles fan so I hope I got everything right lol! Also, I can not tell you how long it took me to find concert photos that didn't look horrible or professionally taken.
Mick Schumacher x harrystylesfan!reader
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yourusername: pictured right: me waiting for my love to come home
mickschumacher: i was right there taking those photos for you!
yourusername: i wasn't talking about you mickschumacher: i feel replaced yourusername: i could never replace you 🥰 pierregasly: Get a room you two.
danielricciardo: hello fellow person of culture
yourusername: hello good sir
user219: Mick is so lucky to have her to pick the music they listen to
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user826: I am LIVING for this new y/n content 😍
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mickschumacher: Merry Christmas! 🎄🎅
yourusername: i would like everyone to know that my note was "i love you HARRY STYLES" and not just i love you
mickschumacher: can i please have a day without you talking about your other man yourusername: don't pretend that you don't love his songs too 💕
gina_schumacher: Merry Christmas both of you!
yourusername: it was so nice to see you again!
danielricciardo: i expect that harry's wonderful christmas time was playing nonstop
yourusername: yes ☺ landonorris: i'm so sorry mick
fanaccount2: Mick 😍😍😍
user736: one of us, one of us, one of us
fanaccount3: let the man be 😭
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mickschumacher: the love of my life with the love of her life
yourusername: i'll always be yours 💕 (except when harry's in town)
mickschumacher: i can live with that
danielricciardo: Welcome to the darkside, Mick.
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fanaccount4: i can't believe mick actually became a harrie
user492: considering he's probably the nicest dude in the world, i'm not surprised
fanaccount5: We love to see another Harry stan!
user816: the caption! 😆♥
fanaccount6: my husband and wife 🥺
Stopp this is adorable 💗💗
୨୧┊ 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. ( mick schumacher )
✧.* pairings ─ mick schumacher x best friend! reader
✧.* summary ─ dating mick schumacher headcanons.
✧.* warnings ─ none, just fluff <3
✧.* mily’s thoughts ─ this took me way too long but was a lot of fun to make ngl. requests are open so please request ily mwah
·˚ ༘ your trope would definitely be childhood best friends to lovers! (he just screams that trope, no criticism allowed)
·˚ ༘ you may have met through your mothers who became friends and one day decided to bring their children with them.
·˚ ༘ he was so shy at first, but he became so much more extroverted with you over time.
·˚ ༘ the two of you did everything together and were basically attached to the hip.
·˚ ༘ he was always too nervous to do certain things on his own so you came along with him or did it for him (now it's the other way around lol).
·˚ ༘ you were at every one of his go-kart races, always supporting him and cheering the loudest.
·˚ ༘ you always ran to him when he won a race and practically threw him to the ground with a big hug.
·˚ ༘ your parents always said how cute you would look as a couple, but you two always stressed that you were just friends.
·˚ ༘ growing up, you were there for every milestone Mick reached in his career, still cheering him on from the sidelines like you did as a kid.
·˚ ༘ you were so proud of him when he won the formula 2 championship in 2020 and proudly told everyone that your best friend was Mick Schumacher.
·˚ ༘ you both went through it all together. wether you laughed together in the best of times or cried together in the worst of times, he was your rock, and you were his.
·˚ ༘ even though you were just friends, you were constantly mistaken for a couple, and you two always had to clarify with an embarrassed chuckle that you were best friends.
·˚ ༘ but just as his career had shifted into something bigger over the years, so did your feelings for him.
·˚ ༘ casual displays of affection were suddenly not so casual anymore.
·˚ ༘ sharing a bed together because “we've always done it that way” suddenly made your heart beat ten times faster than when you were a kid.
·˚ ༘ friendly looks had turned into longing ones over time.
·˚ ༘ suddenly, you started to see him in a different light.
·˚ ༘ you kept quiet about your growing feelings for him because you were embarrassed and thought they were one-sided. After all, you would rather be sad and unhappy than deal with the rejection that might have come from his lips.
·˚ ༘ whenever you said “I love you” to each other, your heart ached because you thought Mick meant “just as a friend”.
·˚ ༘ but little did you know that mick felt the same way, even longer than you did. he's always had a crush on you, but he was too nervous to tell you, just like you were.
·˚ ༘ Mick missed you (more than best friends probably should) when you weren't there, for example at a race, because something important came up.
·˚ ༘ he started hugging you a little longer and tighter than best friends did.
·˚ ༘ he often admired your beauty and just stared at you in awe, while you thought he had simply zoned out (which happened quite a lot).
·˚ ༘ he was always nervous when you complimented him, scratching his neck and avoiding eye contact while his cheeks flushed.
·˚ ༘ or he smiled at you a little longer than usual after something you said.
"why are you still smiling?"
"hmm? what?"
·˚ ༘ it's safe to say that you were both in love with each other, but too oblivious to notice that the other felt the same.
·˚ ༘ after a million stolen glances and flushed cheeks, he finally confessed to you when you were both 22 (thank god, it was about damn time).
·˚ ༘ he had been so nervous, but his mother had assured him the day before that you definitely felt the same way and he had nothing to worry about (even though you never told her about your feelings for Mick).
·˚ ༘ the confession was super romantic. he told you to meet him at his house later that day and surprised you with a whole picnic setup in his backyard along with little lights decorating the scene. He had made you your favorite meal, and you both ate outside on the comfortable blanket in the warm summer evening. as the sun went down, he shyly confessed to you with a gentle smile adoring his face and pure love dancing in his blue eyes.
“i have loved you all my life” and “it’s always been you.” (sleeping on the highway tonight)
·˚ ༘ after Mick and you got together, you found out that both your families had made several big bets about how long it would take for you to get together (his mother won).
·˚ ༘ you later found out about the things she had told him the day before he had confessed, and you asked her how she knew.
“you knew about my feelings for Mick?”
“i think part of me always knew.”
“but I never told you...”
“you didn't have to.”
·˚ ༘ now, two years later, you’re still dating your extremely taylor swift coded, golden retriever boyfriend who’s a literal sweetheart and does no wrong.
·˚ ༘ Mick and you collectively decided that 'invisible string' by Taylor Swift is your song (he listens to it all the time and always has to think of you)
·˚ ༘ you haven’t made your relationship public yet. many people know that you’ve been “just friends” all your lives, until now. you’re sometimes a little nervous about what the fans might say, but Mick is always quick to assure you.
“you're amazing, how could anyone not love you? and even if some don't, it's not your responsibility to make them.”
·˚ ༘ he hugs you from behind and puts his chin on your head <33
·˚ ༘ lying in bed and he just showers you with kisses :(
·˚ ༘ sends your favorite flowers!!
·˚ ༘ forehead/temple/top of the head kisses>>> (he often says goodbye with a little peck on the lips or the forehead).
·˚ ༘ you often comfort him after a bad race by holding him in your arms while he buries his head in the crook of your neck.
·˚ ༘ he’s always checking on you, asking if you've eaten or how you slept. he’s such an angel <3
·˚ ༘ you had a stressful day? he’ll shower you in kisses and buy you your favorite candy so you have something to eat while you two watch a movie of your choice, all cuddled up while he rubs your back.
·˚ ༘ after keeping your relationship a secret from the public for years, you finally feel confident enough to stop worrying about potential hate comments. you want to kiss Mick in public without fear of cameras being pointed at the two of you. so you decide to hard launch your relationship with an Instagram post.
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yourusername one single thread of gold tied me to you <3
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mickschumacher i love you <3
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This is adorable!!! Also the they don’t know about us reference💗💗💗
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pairings: mick schumacher x girlfriend!reader
summary: the one where you and mick have been dating for a while without the media knowing and you start interacting more on social media
authors note: I finally wrote something with mick 😭
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yourusername parisian getaway with my favorite golden baby ❤️🇫🇷
mickschumacher so you're my black cat, huh?
yourusername I think so 🫣
yoursister oh, so you finally decided to take a break from your busy life and enjoy some quality time in paris with him! don't forget to bring me back some macarons 🫠
yourusername don't worry sis, I've got you covered! macarons will be waiting for you when I get back, but I can't promise because mick eats everything mickschumacher love, I don't eat everything yourusername yes, you do! mickschumacher I don't eat everything, for example, what I wanted to be eating right now is scrolling through the phone right next to me yourusername MICK SCHUMACHER you didn't just do that!
gina_schumacher I still can't believe you chose him over me, y/n!
yourusername you're always my number one, gina! mickschumacher I want a divorce yourusername you haven't even put a ring on my finger yet mickschumacher don't challenge me mein liebling (my love)
dankeseb wait, who is she f1_wags ? did I miss something? 🤔
f1_wags must be a new love interest for Mick
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mickschumacher saturday in barcelona 🇪🇸
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yourusername missing you already, mick! 🥺 f1 life for you, germany life for me. come back soon! ❤️
mickschumacher I miss you too! 😢 f1 may take me away but my heart is always with you. counting down the days until I can be back by your side ❤️ raceweek who's the lucky one getting a sweet message from mick? we want to know! mickschumacher well, let's just say y/n is an amazing person who's been supporting me all along and yes, she's very special to me! 😊
sebastianvettel nice one, mick! loving the mercedes colors on you
mickscedes can't wait to see you in action again!
gina_schumacher so proud of you, mick! seeing you in the mercedes paddock gives me chills. keep shining and making our family proud! love you ❤️
lewishamilton looking good, mick!
folksmick MY HUSBANDDDD 😍😍😍
mercedesamgf1 hey mick, looking sharp in that mercedes gear! just a friendly reminder, whatever you do, don't press any buttons in the cockpit. we've had some interesting moments before! 😂
mickschumacher don't even remind me 😅
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mickschumacher that's between me and you, our little secret but I wanna tell 'em I wanna tell the world that you're mine, girl
yourusername I want the world to know that you're mine too! forever and always ❤️
mickschumacher forever and always, my love ❤️
mickslover him using a one direction song 😫
gina_schumacher I can't believe it's official now! congratulations to both of you and mick remember that y/n is my wife above all else 🤭
mickschumacher I can't believe I have to share my girlfriend now yourusername you've always shared love
maxverstappen1 the fans took a while to realize it
mickschumacher yeah, a little bit maxverstappen1 ah, yes a little bit two years 🫠
f1fan so adorable
schumaclerc mick being a boyfriend is something I've been waiting to see for a long time
mick47 couple goals 😍
