Pearl

bestfriend!lando who will literally be sitting next to you and will still send you memes.

bestfriend!lando who pretends he doesn’t care when you don't reply straight away but is checking his phone every 10 seconds.

bestfriend!lando whose camera roll is 70% random photos of you that you didn’t know he even took.

bestfriend!lando who drops everything for you if ypu're upset. No hesitation.

bestfriend!lando who goes from chaotic to soft instantly.

bestfriend!lando who doesn’t always know what to say, but he stays with you until you feel okay.

bestfriend!lando who is naturally super touchy with you—like it’s second nature.

bestfriend!lando who always puts an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer in crowds, casual hugs that last just a bit too long.

bestfriend!lando who doesn’t even realise he does it differently with you… until someone points it out.

bestfriend!lando who suddenly becomes very clingy when somebody flirts with you.

bestfriend!lando who immediately puts an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into conversations, calling you “my person” without thinking.

bestfriend!lando who will joke about the person later but secretly hates them just a little.

Kimi had faced high-speed corners, unpredictable weather, and the crushing pressure of expectations—but nothing, absolutely nothing, had prepared him for this.

It started with coffee.

He wasn’t even supposed to be out.

Mercedes had given him a rare free morning, and instead of spending it in the gym or reviewing data like he probably should have, he’d slipped out into the quiet streets in a hoodie and cap, enjoying the strange luxury of being anonymous.

The café was small, tucked between a bookstore and a florist, the kind of place that smelled like cinnamon and freshly ground beans. It felt safe.

Normal.

He ordered an iced coffee, distractedly scrolling through messages from the team, his engineer, and a flood of group chats he was ignoring. His name had been trending again—something about his last race—but he hadn’t looked. He didn’t want to.

“Kimi?”

He glanced up, startled. The barista was holding out his drink.

“Uh—yeah. Thanks,” he said, giving a quick smile.

He grabbed the cup, turned—

And walked straight into someone.

There was a sharp gasp. The unmistakable splash of liquid. And then—

“Oh my god—!”

Kimi froze.

Time seemed to slow down in the most horrifying way possible as he looked up.

Coffee. All over you.

Your shirt. Your jacket. A few drops even in your hair.

And your expression—somewhere between shock and disbelief.

“Oh my god—I’m so, so sorry!” Kimi blurted immediately, panic hitting him like a crash at full speed. “I didn’t see you—I wasn’t looking—I’m so sorry, I—”

He grabbed napkins from the counter, hands shaking slightly as he tries to help, completely flustered.

“I can—uh—I can pay for that, or get you another drink, or—your clothes—dry cleaning, I mean, not like right now but I can—”

He stopped, realizing he was rambling.

A lot.

You blink at him for a second… and then, unexpectedly, laugh.

“It’s okay,” you say, smiling despite the situation. “Really. It’s just coffee.”

Kimi stares at you.

“Just coffee?” he repeats, incredulous. “I just—spilled it on you.”

“I noticed,” you tease lightly, glancing down at yourself. “But it’s not like you did it on purpose.”

“I still—”

“It’s fine,” you say again, softer this time. “Accidents happen.”

That seemed to slow him down a little.

His shoulders relaxed—just a bit.

“I still feel really bad,” he admitted.

You shrug, grabbing a few napkins and dabbing at your sleeve. “Then you can make it up to me.”

Kimi blinks.

“I—what?”

You smile, a little playful now. “Buy me a coffee? Since, technically, you owe me one now.”

“Oh. Yeah. Yes. Obviously. I was going to—yes.”

God, he sounds ridiculous.

You laugh again.

“I’m Y/N, by the way.”

“Kimi.”

“Nice to meet you, Kimi. Even if it’s under… messy circumstances.”

He huffs out a small, embarrassed laugh.

“Yeah. Not my best first impression.”

“I’ve seen worse.”

He raises an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Okay, maybe not worse. But definitely more intentional.”

That earns a proper smile from him.

You both move back to the counter together, ordering you a replacement drink—this time, Kimi holding his cup like it was fragile glass, extremely careful not to repeat his mistake.

You find a small table by the window.

For a moment, there was a slightly awkward silence.

Then—

“You’re not from around here, are you?” you ask.

Kimi shakes his head. “No. Just visiting.”

“That explains it.”

“What does?”

“You walk like someone who doesn’t know the café layout yet,” you say casually. “That’s why you bumped into me.”

He laughes under his breath. “That’s… a very specific observation.”

“I’m very observant.”

“Clearly.”

There was a pause.

Then you tilt your head slightly. “So what do you do, Kimi?”

He hesitates for just a second.

“I… drive,” he says.

Not a lie.

Just… not the full truth.

“Drive?” you echo. “Like, for work?”

“Yeah.”

“What kind of driving?”

“Uh…” He rubs the back of his neck. “Racing.”

Your eyes light up slightly. “Oh! Like—local races? Or…?”

“Something like that,” he says vaguely, a small smile tugging at his lips.

You don't press further.

Instead, ypu just nod. “That’s cool.”

Cool.

He almost laughs.

No recognition. No excitement. No sudden shift in behavior.

Just… normal.

It felt strangely refreshing.

You both keep talking.

About random things, mostly. Music. Travel. Favorite foods. The worst coffee either of them had ever tasted. The conversation flowed easily—far easier than Kimi expected.

He wasn’t usually like this.

Around most people, he was quieter. Reserved. Careful.

But with you?

It felt… effortless.

Like he didn’t have to think too much about what to say.

Or how he was being perceived.

At some point, he realized he’d completely forgotten about his phone.

About everything, really.

Until—

“Oh—I should probably go,” you say, glancing at the time.

Kimi blinks, like he’s been pulled out of something.

“Oh. Right. Yeah.”

Neither of you move immedistely.

Then you smile.

“This was nice, though. Even with the… coffee incident.”

“Yeah,” he agrees softly. “It was.”

There was a brief hesitation.

Then, before he could overthink it—

“Can I—uh—get your number?” he blurts out.

He cringes internally.

Smooth, kimi.

Very smooth.

You raise an eyebrow, amused.

“Is this part of your apology strategy?”

“Maybe.”

You pretend to consider it for a moment.

Then you take his phone, typing something in before handing it back.

“There,” you say. “Now you can apologize properly.”

Kimi smiles.

“I will.”

And just like that—

You were gone.

That was how it started.

Slowly.

Naturally.

Texting turned into calls.

Calls turned into meeting up again.

This time, without coffee disasters.

You explored the city together during the few days Kimi had before he needed to leave again. Walks, late-night food, sitting by the water talking about nothing and everything at once.

He still hadn’t told you who he really was.

Not because he wants to lie.

But because… he likes this.

The way you treated him.

Like he was just Kimi.

Not a driver. Not someone constantly watched or judged.

Just… a guy who happened to be a little awkward and spilled coffee on her the first time they met.

And you?

You like him too.

A lot.

He was different.

Quiet, but not in a distant way.

More like… thoughtful.

And sometimes a little chaotic, especially when he got flustered.

Which happened more often than he probably realized.

—

“You’re smiling at your phone again,” your friend points out one evening.

You try—and failed—to hide it.

“I am not.”

“You are.” You sigh.

“Okay, maybe a little.”

“Who is he?”

Ypu hesitate.

“Kimi.”

“Just Kimi?”

“…Yes.”

Your friend narrows her eyes. “Suspicious.”

“He’s just—he’s nice,” you say, trying to sound casual. “And funny. In a very… unintentional way.”

“Unintentional funny is the best kind.”

“It really is.”

The first time he had to leave, it felt… strange.

Standing at the airport, hands shoved into his pockets.

“I’ll text you,” he says.

“You better,” you reply.

There was a moment where neither of you moved again.

“Can I hug you?” kimi blurted.

You smile. “You’re asking now?”

“I’m trying to be polite.”

“You spilled coffee on me the first time we met.”

“Fair point.”

You step forward anyway, wrapping your arms around him.

He froze for half a second.

Then relaxed into it.

It felt… right.

“I’ll see you soon?” you say quietly.

“Yeah,” he nodded. “Soon.”

—

Long distance wasn’t easy.

But you both made it work.

Kimi would text you before every session.

After every race.

Sometimes at ridiculous hours because of time zones.

You would send him voice notes, random updates about your day, pictures of things that reminded you of him.

And slowly, somewhere between late-night calls and early-morning texts, It became something more.

—

“Are we… dating?” You ask one night, half-joking.

Kimi pauses.

Then—

“I was kind of hoping we were,” he admits.

You smile, a faint pink hue gracing your cheek.

“Good. Me too.”

The next time you saw each other, everything felt different.

In the best way.

There was no hesitation this time when he pulled you into a hug.

No awkwardness when your hands brushed—and then stayed together.

And when he kissed you?

It wasn’t rushed.

Or uncertain.

Just soft.

Like something you’d both been waiting for.

—

“You still haven’t told me what kind of racing you do,” you say one afternoon, lying next to him, head resting on his shoulder.

Kimi exhales slowly.

“Yeah… about that.”

You look up at him.

“What?”

“I should probably show you.”

—

A week later—

You find yourself standing at a race track.

Completely overwhelmed.

Cars. Noise. People everywhere.

“What is happening?” you mutter.

“Kimi?” someone called.

You turn.

And freeze.

Because suddenly—

Everyone knew his name.

Everyone was talking to him.

Cameras. Team members. Engineers.

And Kimi?

He was… different.

More focused. More intense.

Still him.

But… more.

“You okay?” he asks, stepping back toward you.

You stare at him.

“You’re… like, a big deal, aren’t you?”

He winces slightly. “I didn’t want it to change things.”

“It doesn’t,” you say quickly. “I just—was not expecting… all of this.”

“Yeah.”

You look around again.

Then back at him.

“You’re still the guy who spilled coffee on me.”

He smiles.

“Good.”

@/FootballerGossip

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Real Madrid midfielder, Jude Bellingham, was spotted with influencer and model, Ashlyn Castro. They were seen talking and laughing together on Saturday, seeming comfortable with each other. Is this the beginning of a love triangel or a feud?

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user4 isnt he dating that actress, Y/N?

user7 poor girl, imagine how y/n feels right now...

-> user10 frr, shes literally filming her new movie and then she finds out her boyfriend of 2 YEARS is cheating on her!?!?

user3 i swear all footballers are cheaters. liked by 1,548 people

user41 she was too good for him anyway

user6 i hope she find someone better!

-> user89 hopefully somebody who treats her like the queen she is!🤞

user56 i mean can you blame him? Jude and Ashlyn look wayy better together.

-> user1 do you not see your rude your being? shes going through heartbreak rn and you have the audacity to say jude and ashlyn look better?

user56 LMAOO its not that srs-

user29 the fact that they didnt even bother to hide it, i mean is he not embarrassed??

-> user78 lets be real, hiding it would have just made it worse.

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@/yn_yln

🎶 Sad Girl - Lana Del Rey

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Books are a girls first love, not men.

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user37 not her calling him out in the most y/n way possible-

yourbff he was a little bitch anyway. liked by author

user1 i mean, can you even call him a man after what he did?

CharlesLeclerc i think i could be better than a book...

-> user3 ARIANA (charles) WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?!?

-> user45 HELP- not charles shooting his shot in her comment section😭

-> user16 lets be real, who wouldnt shoot their shot-

user2 single y/n era incoming?...

user34 she was way out of his league anyway.

-> user9 frr, she deserved better than lying,cheating scumbag

user37 how does she manage to be so aesthetic even when heartbroken-

user62 i just know her acting is going to EAT DOWNN in her new movie.

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@/yn_yln's story

🎶 West Coast - Lana Del Rey

caption : Downtime with my most favourite person in the world <3

tagged : @/yourbff

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-> user90 i wish to one day be as aesthetic as you 😔

-> user1 oh to be best friends with y/n..

-> CharlesLeclerc hey i was wondering if you're free this weekend? I know your in Amsterdam so i thought i'd ask.

-> yn_yln are you stalking me, leclerc?

-> CharlesLeclerc maybe...😅

-> yn_yln lol, yeah im free this weekend. Why?

-> CharlesLeclerc i was wondering if you'd like to grab sush with me? I found this cozy restaurant and i wanted to try it.

-> yn_yln ofcc! Id love to x

-> CharlesLeclerc alright i'll pick you up at 6, ma belle x

-> user5 gorgeous, gorgeous girl

-> user72 can't wait for that new movie!!

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@/f1gossip

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Actress Y/n Y/l/n and ferrari's Charles Leclerc were caught out on a date in Amsterdam. They were first spotted at a sushi restaurant and were later seen at a desert parlor. Will we being seeing a new wag in the paddock?

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user17 the arm around her shoulders in both pics- that man is possesive and im all here for it.

user4 in my opinion, he seems more genuine than Jude was.

-> user1 no frr though, he seems more obsessed with her than Jude ever was 😭 and its just their first date

user23 the fact that this is the first time they've seen eachother irl and they're already so comfortable with eachother suprises me

user8 i just know charles will treat her like a princess

-> user47 he wont be letting her lift a single thing 😂

user2 idk...jude and ashlyn look hotter.

-> user94 🤣?? stay delusional

-> user10 doing this over a man who wont ever look in your direction btw.

user22 i just know her fits are going to eat when she arrives in the paddock

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@/yn_yln

🎶 Cupid's Chokehold - Gym Class Heroes

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Guess who made the sushi F1 car? Level impossible. (yes he is my boyfriend now. No i wont share him with you carlos.)

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RebeccaDonaldson I can't wait to gossip with you in the paddock!!!

-> yn_yln AHHH CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU THIS WEEKENDD!!

CarlosSainz he was mine first...

-> CharlesLeclerc always ❤️

-> yn_yln you guys do know that im still here right?

user22 i just know charles is going to spoil y/n.

Ferrari can't wait to have you in the garage with us! liked by author

user5 my new set of parents 😛

PierreGasly he can finally leave me alone about you 💔

-> CharlesLeclerc you do know im going to talk about her even more now?

-> PierreGasly NOO

user27 hottest f1 couple 🔥