Kimi Antonelli x girlfriend!reader
Toto Wolff x platonic!reader
Warnings: stalking, choking, blood, bruises
Summary: At barely nineteen, you had to not only support your boyfriend in F1 but also survive a man who kept trying to get to you.
Your relationship with Kimi never had the chance to be private. Your first kiss got filmed and went viral on social media for weeks after. Barely seventeen, you and Kimi just accepted that you could not be a secret, and that privacy was not a luxury you could afford.
Without a PR team to help you out, you were stuck fighting every false rumor yourself to try and protect whatever dignity you still had and the effort didn’t go unnoticed by Kimi who always tried to cheer you up whenever it got too much.
So imagine the shock when Kimi got his contract into F1 and you got called into a meeting without your boyfriend.
A meeting full of expensive suits and shiny shoes while you were freshly eighteen and in your boyfriend hoodie. They set out strict rules on what you could say or post and whatever else that was strictly off limits.
They spoke about your security and the fact that you couldn’t walk alone anywhere anymore. You needed guidance and help which only made you feel like a child over again. You didn’t need a bodyguard yet but they said it was coming quickly. You didn’t know if you liked it or if it just gave more reason to your anxiety.
The first time you entered the F1 paddock was a nightmare for you.
Walking hand in hand with Kimi was usually peaceful but it felt more like putting on a show for millions to watch.
“You need to breathe, it’s just cameras.” Kimi said, circling his thumb on your hand. Trying to find a way to calm you down.
“I know, I just need some adaptation Kimi.” You say, looking ahead to avoid his eyes wishing he wouldn't notice.
You only felt relief when his first season ended but kept that to yourself. You didn’t want to be a problem, you weren’t the important one, the driver. You were just a teenage girl.
The end meant staying in Monaco for a while, avoiding any camera and paparazzi which Kimi did without questioning you once.
The start of the 2026 season came with excitement but a ton of anxiety. Australia went very well and a podium was worth celebrating. The sudden joy almost made you excited for the rest. Maybe the hyped around you had finally calmed down ?
Until you opened your Instagram DM’s and saw hundreds of photos of you in the paddock from the same account. All were slightly different, some normal, some clearly focusing on your body and looks.
You stared at them for so long, Kimi took your phone frustrated you didn’t give him attention anymore.
“Just lay your head on me, Bella, I’ll take care of you.” He said, pushing your head down so you could sleep.
You hummed softly and closed your eyes but your brain never stopped working.
The practice and sprint in China went very well, you watched Kimi drive beside Toto and dined with George and Carmen. You were starting to settle in with the fame, the attention but also the Mercedes family.
Your mind forgot about the pictures for a while, until you saw the man. You saw him between Q1 and Q2, you were strolling around looking for food when you stopped dead in your tracks.
You slowly turned around and your eyes immediately found the unfamiliar yet terrifying face. The man didn’t move, didn’t speak but just smiled at you.
You turned and ran back to the Mercedes garage, arriving out of breath from the speed you had trying to escape the vision you had.
“Everything okay ?” Toto asks you as he walks closer to you and your now red face.
“Just saw someone I knew and didn’t like much, you know.” You say, trying to create a genuine laugh that wasn’t full of anxiety. “The usual.”
“Well if you see him again, come to me.” He says with that protective fatherly voice that always brought you so much comfort. “I’ll take care of it.”
You nodded because even when you were terrified, Toto had a way to calm your nerve the way your father did during your childhood.
The Japan Grand Prix went for the better. A win for your boyfriend and no sign of the mystery man for you. You were both watching a movie while laying on the hotel bed.
Your legs were tangled in his, seeking his comfort more than usual. Seeking his touch anytime you could.
“Are you okay ?” He asks, looking at you with his doe eyes. “You’re not usually this quiet.”
“Hmm, I’m good.” You say sitting up a little more so you could properly see his face. “I think the constant attention is getting to me a little.”
He nods quietly as his hand finds your hair, slowly scratching your head in a way that makes your eyes roll. “Well if you need a break, tell me baby, I’ll take care of it no question asked.”
You fall asleep a few minutes later and Kimi contemplates opening your phone to understand what’s going on in your mind but doesn’t.
You would tell him if anything was happening, right ?
The heat in Miami finally made you tan a little but also smile a little as you arrived early for the Grand Prix this weekend. Your boyfriend went early to the paddock for race day but you were shopping a little before.
Passing security was easy and you walked around with your pass around your neck like it belonged there. You were speedwalking through the first few garages, not caring to look for anyone other than Kimi as your body collided with someone else.
You stumbled back a few steps before a hand steadied you by the waist.
You blushed crimson red. “Oh ! I’m so sorry, I didn’t even see you there.” You spoke, and lifted your eyes up to see his face.
Your smile never drops so fast as you see the mystery man. The man who keeps trying to call your personal number. The man who keeps sending you pictures of you walking around the paddock or even your house. The man who now had his filthy hands on your waist.
You never turned around so fast as you ran, never looking back. The man didn’t follow you but his presence did and people noticed.
Toto asked you if you were sick or Carmen forcing you to drink water. Kimi didn’t notice. He was so happy about his win, so proud to be leading the championship in points that he didn’t notice you were drowning.
You weren’t better, never speaking of your issue with anyone. Scared to look dumb, scared to be taken unseriously. You kept your mouth shut and Kimi never noticed you had a problem in the first place.
You thought it would pass, you thought the man would give up.
Canada was your favorite Grand Prix. You loved Montreal city and you knew Kimi would be able to perform well.
Practice went well, qualifications went better. Kimi would start P2 and you couldn’t be prouder. As soon as he came back in the garage, you ran to him and hug him.
“Kimi, baby, I’m so so proud of you.” You say, kissing his cheek to try and keep some intimacy for you.
“Thank you for being here, amore.” He whispers in your ear and cups your face to properly kiss you. He didn’t care about the media, he needed his girl.
You giggle in the kiss, as your cheeks become bright red. “Always.”
You celebrated in your own ways back at the hotel. You felt safer now, you had not seen the mystery man at all in Canada.
The next morning, you arrived at the paddock earlier than usual and sadly, you had to walk in alone. You had a beautiful long white skirt with Kimi’s Mercedes jacket.
The Canadian fans always had some respect when it came to drivers and WAGS which was the only reason you had the guts to drive over there alone.
You were barely able to see Kimi before the race since he had so many meetings and last minute check ups. You kissed his helmet before he entered the car and you went to sit down next to Toto and Carmen as you put the headset on your head.
“Ready to watch him race ?” Toto asks you as you turn to face him and nod your head.
“I hope he wins.” You explain. “He puts so much pressure on him.”
“I know, don’t worry though. He can drive.”
Kimi won and you hugged every engineer you knew as your smile reached your eyes. Seeing your boyfriend being successful healed something in you that you didn’t know was broken.
You slowly walked across the paddock to find a nice spot to watch the podium ceremony and take cute pictures. You tried to short cut through the Mercedes office but got stopped when a hand grabbed your wrist.
The hand was too big to be Kimi’s and you tried to push it away because if it wasn’t Kimi, no one is supposed to grip your wrist.
“Stop moving you little girl” He said, gripping your wrist so tightly, you were sure it would bruise.
“Let me go !” You screamed, trashing around. You were too young to die, you thought.
His free hand clamped your mouth to shut you up quickly. Your back was pressed against his chest but he quickly pressed you against the wall violently which made you bang your head on the wall.
You tried to bite his hand which didn’t work, and your tears were falling with no shame down your face. He started choking you against the wall and your hands flew to his arms, trying to lower them down.
Both of his hands were now pressing your throat as you tried to breathe through your nose. “Please, I I didn’t do anything.” Your words were barely hearable as you were coughing intensely.
Your eyes closed and your body felt weaker than ever before.
“Hey ! Stop that right now.”
You would've normally recognized the voice but you were far too deep into death for your brain to function.
Your body crumbled on the floor when his hands dropped and you immediately started coughing blood all over the floor.
Toto didn’t hesitate to kneel by your side as his shaking hands went to the phone and called Kimi who didn’t answer. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. I’m here now.”
You simply kept coughing blood all over the place, apologizing over and over for the drama, the mess you just created.
Your breathing was uneven, filled with anxiety. You simply tried to find comfort anywhere and right now, that was by hiding your face in Toto’s shirt and crying.
He pulled you in, not caring for the fact that you were wetting his shirt. He rubbed your back until you passed out of exhaustion. The bruises on your neck were bright red, turning purple quickly and his eyes filled with water.
The teenage girl he protected like his daughter was passed out in his arms, body full of bruises and marks.
He very carefully lifted you up in his arms, as he walked silently until he entered Kimi driver’s room and laid you down on the couch.
He called Kimi again without ever removing his eyes from you in some kind of fear that you would disappear.
“Kimi, please come to your room.” He said, trying to keep a neutral tone to not scare the teenage boy. “Something happened to Y/N.”
Kimi hung up and ran directly to the room and entered it in full panic. “Where is she ? Oh god.”
His eyes went to your bruised neck and your marked wrist. Toto hugged Kimi who was now crying. “We’ll protect her from now on, okay ?”
And Kimi nodded his head, feeling as if he had failed you completely. He slower lower himself to cuddle you, trying to bring comfort and heat to your sleeping body.
Toto watched the whole scene knowing something had to change in the Mercedes garage and its security.
The physical pain was gone in a couple of weeks and your bruises were finally invisible. The story didn’t go public by incredible effort from Toto and Kimi but people still talked.
Kimi got you a bodyguard that followed you everywhere even when you already had friends around. You didn’t love the idea but since the accident, Kimi had been restless on you and if a bodyguard following you around would ease up his mind, you could tolerate it.
No one spoke directly to you about it even if fans asked questions about the bruises on your neck and the way that Kimi bolted away from the podium celebration.
The only interview in which it was mentioned was a question thrown at Toto in Monaco.
“The security in the Mercedes garage got upgraded and people can’t help but notice how you are always protecting Kimi’s girlfriend. Has anything happened to her lately ?”
The journalist was clearly feeling proud of himself but people were judging him. It was like a silent rule to not ask questions about the partner of a driver and even more to their bosses.
Toto Wolff's smile dropped as he stared ahead. “Yeah, something really dangerous happened and we are just trying to protect her right now.”
His tone was distant and his eyes were speaking for him saying don’t ask me anymore questions.
“But she’s not a driver or an employee, spending money on her is just wasting it.” Everyone looked shocked at the journalist who still had a grin on his face.
“Spending money to protect a teenager who I see and treat like my daughter is never a waste. And I don’t want other questions about her, the subject is close.” He says, rising up from his chair to leave the room even if the interview was not done yet.
The next day, Toto walked into his office way too early and saw the pink gift on top of his desk.
He slowly opened it to reveal chocolate chip cookies with blue cupcakes. His eyes found the note quickly as he read it outloud.
Thanks Toto for the help and then for defending me and Kimi honor in front of everyone. I hope those sweets will ease your mind after all the stress I’ve given you. Love, Y/N.
He smiled and immediately bit into his favorite cookies.
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