Meddling Maggie | Kimi Antonelli x reader
Summary: When you and Kimi decide to go separate ways (on good terms, of course), life has a way of bringing you back together. Some call this fate, others call this an unintentionally meddling younger sister.
warnings: use of y/n, mild angst, but happy ending.
a/n: divider by @uzmacchiato. also creds to @arshiyuh for helping me write this!! i love you so much pookie dookie and i really really appreciate your help <333
@hannahbananababybanana here you go! Sorry, it took a while
“Is this really happening?” Kimi breathes, tears in his eyes as he gazes at you with devastating longing.
You gulp, looking down at your joined hands. “...yeah,” you whisper brokenly, the same tears and longing reflected in your own eyes.
Your hands still touch between you, fingers struggling to hold onto each other for one more second before you two bid each other a goodbye forever. You had been together for 3 years, and the relationship was unexpectedly ending. It had become increasingly difficult near the end to meet up at all with your busy schedules, opening a gaping chasm between you two that simply could not be filled, no matter how much love and reassurance you poured into it.
“I’m gonna miss you,” he falters, voice catching in his throat, Adam’s apple bobbing with the effort to swallow back the pain and tears.
You sniffle. “I’m gonna miss you, too, Kimi.”
You muster up as much of a smile as you can manage and hug him. He reciprocates immediately, burying his face in your shoulder and holding on for dear life. There’s an equal amount of desperation in your hold, the urge to never let go of him, but you know that it's for the best. You two had tried your hardest for the past few months to make this work to no avail, and it was taking a mental toll on both of you.
You squeeze tightly once before pulling away. His hands remain on your waist, though as if actively refusing to budge. You let him have it for a few seconds.
“Y/n…?” A voice calls your name, and you and Kimi immediately turn towards it to find Maggie standing in the doorway to Kimi’s bedroom.
You both wipe your tears hastily so she doesn’t see, and you turn towards her with a smile. “Hey!” you say while trying to make your voice sound as normal as possible.
She looks between you and Kimi dubiously, taking in both of your teary eyes, the way Kimi keeps glancing at you as if he’s expecting you to disappear in front of his eyes, the way your smile doesn’t quite reach your eyes, and you struggle to keep it up.
“What’s going on?” she asks, slowly stepping into the room.
Kimi clears his throat. “Don’t worry about it, Maggie. I’ll tell you later, okay?”
Maggie ignores him and turns to you instead. “Are you guys breaking up?” she asks you directly.
You look at Kimi for a second, not knowing whether or not you should tell her, but decide she deserves to know. You purse your lips and give a solemn nod. “We are,” you whisper.
A disappointed expression crosses her face before she approaches you and hugs you. You hug back without hesitation, rubbing her back to comfort her and yourself. In the three years you and Kimi had been together, Maggie had become like a little sister to you. While Kimi was at the race, you’d often slide away with Maggie, walking around the paddock, going to hospitality and sipping on something while she happily chatted away about school and her friends. She told you about any issues that usually arise in adolescent friend groups, and you advise her on how best to deal with the situation. It was hurting both of you to know you wouldn’t be that close anymore.
“I’m gonna miss you,” she utters quietly. You squeeze her a bit tighter in response.
As if Kimi’s heart wasn’t already obliterated from losing you, it was even more in shambles now that he realises Maggie is also losing a sister. He put his hands in his pockets, sniffling slightly as he watches you and Maggie with a heavy heart. He reaches out to gently ruffle Maggie’s hair.
Eventually, the two of you pull away, and you sniffle, eyes teary once again. “Hey, just because Kimi and I aren’t together anymore doesn’t mean we can’t still be friends,” you say to Maggie.
“Really?” she asks, eyes alight with hope.
You nod. “You still have my number, don’t you?”
When she affirms, you give her a small, encouraging smile. “Don’t hesitate to reach out to me if you ever need anything or want to talk and feel like you can’t go to anyone else. Whatever you need, I’ve got you, babe.”
She smiles before hugging you again. “Thank you.”
You left the house shortly after, glancing at the house one last time, for you’d made some beautiful memories here that you were leaving behind for good.
A year later, you are in a much better position mentally. You have been thriving in your career and are laser-focused on further building it. It still hurts sometimes, seeing reminders of Kimi, the familiar ache in your chest returning for a brief minute, but you breathe deeply and remind yourself that you broke up for a reason, and it all happened for the best.
Kimi has also been doing incredibly well in F1, being the top contender for the WDC, and you’re proud of him. He is even rumoured to be dating a model, Camilla Michaelson. On some weaker nights, you have spent hours scrolling through the pictures of them together, and while it stings, you’re happy Kimi has moved on. Despite him being your ex, you hold no ill intentions towards him and want him to be happy.
A few months later, the company you work for arranged a work trip to Greece for you. They had another branch in Mykonos, and you were supposed to collaborate with their team. Sometimes, Mrs Antonelli reaches out to ask you how you are doing, and during the last call, you informed her you were going to Greece. Coincidentally, they were there for a wedding at the time as well, so when they found out that you would also be there, they insisted that you stay at the same hotel as them so the four of you, Maggie included, could get breakfast.
“I assure you, darling, Kimi will not be there,” Mrs Antonelli had said on the phone. “Probably too busy running around with that cercatrice d'oro,” she had sounded venomous.
You hadn’t known what the term meant and did not bother to try understanding, simply nodding and accepting her invitation to breakfast. While the thought of chancing a run-in with Kimi and his new girlfriend filled you with immense dread, the anticipation of seeing Mr and Mrs Antonelli and Maggie trumped that vastly.
A day or so after arriving in Greece, you met Kimi’s parents at the breakfast buffet in the private lounge and, as promised, Kimi was nowhere in sight.
“Y/n!” Maggie leaps off her chair and envelopes you in a hug when she sees you walk in.
You happily reciprocate, hugging her tightly.
“Hey, how’ve you been?” you ask brightly.
“The races are not as fun without you,” she replies sadly.
You purse your lips and rub her back. “Oh, I’m sorry, Mags. But I’m sure you’ll find good company in your brother's new girlfriend as well,” you try to sound optimistic.
“Ugh, I hate her,” she says while pulling away, a scowl pulling at her lips.
You chuckle softly and stand up, then walk over to the table to greet Mr and Mrs Antonelli equally as warmly.
“Y/n, it's so good to see you after so long, darling,” Mrs Antonelli says warmly.
“It's good to see you all, too,” you respond with a smile and settle opposite them, next to Maggie.
For the next hour, the four of you enjoy a nice breakfast, catching up on everything that's been happening in your lives. You tell them all about your promotion and why you’re in Greece. They tell you about the wedding they’re attending and how much they miss having you around.
Near the end of the meal, Kimi arrives unexpectedly. He’s walking next to Camilla, talking to her. They seem to be arguing, or at least, in a heated discussion. Her arms are crossed as she angrily looks away after whatever Kimi said. Maggie rolls her eyes when she sees them, muttering something like “not again,” which you don’t catch. When he glances at his parents' table, you lock eyes. Both of you freeze immediately.
“H-hi,” he stutters, shocked. “What are you doing here?”
You quickly avert your gaze, beginning to answer, but Mrs Antonelli beats you to it.
“Oh, Y/n was just sharing a nice meal with us,” she answers brightly. “It was so kind of you to join us,” she directs at you.
You smile at her warmly. “Of course, Mrs Antonelli,” you say and stand up. “Well, I should probably leave. I have to be at work soon.”
Kimi takes a hasty step towards you. “You don’t have to leave because of me,” he says quickly. “You can stay for longer.”
You glance at Camilla for a split second, who is currently looking at you like she’d like to rip your hair out, and pick up your bag. “No, it's getting late. I have to get to work.”
You round the table to hug his parents once again, as well as Maggie. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Camilla shooting daggers at seeing you being so comfortable with Kimi’s family, but you don’t pay it any mind as you bid your farewell and exit quickly.
A couple of days have gone by since the awkward encounter. You have not spoken to Kimi or his parents in this time, busying yourself with work. One evening, on the way home from work, you get a call from Maggie. You frown since she hasn’t called you since you and Kimi broke up, so you know something has to be wrong for her to be reaching out.
“Hello?” you answer.
On the other side, Maggie sounds like she’s crying and upset. She says that she and her parents had a huge fight over something, and she wandered off from the hotel and is now in some random park around the hotel, but can’t find her way back, and she’s scared and doesn’t want to call her parents for fear of them yelling at her even more.
“Hang on there, Mags. I’ll come get you, okay?” you reassure her.
She sniffles on the line. “Okay.”
You hurry as fast as you can to get to the park. You guessed which park she had been talking about since you had been taking your runs there every morning. You arrive at the park a few minutes later, frantically looking around for Maggie. She is seated on a bench, swinging her legs back and forth as she anxiously looks around.
“Maggie!” you sigh in relief as you rush towards her and pull her into you immediately. “God, you scared the daylights out of me!”
“Sorry,” she murmurs apologetically. “I just didn’t wanna call my parents or brother, and you said I could come to you if I felt like I didn’t have anywhere else to go. I’m sorry for worrying you.”
You nod in understanding. “I’m happy you called me, Mags. But you can’t just run away in a strange country when you and your parents argue. It's not safe-” you get cut off by your phone ringing in your hand.
It's Kimi.
“Hello?” you answer, rubbing Maggie’s back to soothe her as much as you can while she rests her head on your arm.
Kimi sounds panicked out of his mind, sounding on the verge of tears as he tells you that Maggie has gone missing and his parents have been looking for her for the past 3 hours.
“I don’t know where she could be, Y/n. Please help us look for her-”
“Kimi, Kimi,” you interrupt him. “Maggie is with me. She’s safe. Don’t worry,” you say as calmly as possible, and Maggie looks at you anxiously as she knows the carnage she left behind. She can hear the panic in Kimi’s voice, the yelling from her parents in the background, and her heart sinks even more.
“She is?” Kimi asks, voice flooding with relief. “Where is she? Let me talk to her.”
Maggie hears this and frantically shakes her head at you with wide eyes.
You hesitate for a second. “A-Actually, how about you calm your parents down, and I take her out for ice cream?” you suggest. “She’s upset because of a fight she had with your parents and doesn’t want to come back right now. I’ll take her out while you calm them down, and I’ll have her back in an hour, tops. Sound good?” Kimi listens patiently while you talk, but you can feel his nervous energy through the phone.
You glance down at Maggie, who had immediately perked up at the mention of ice cream.
He finally sighs in defeat. “Yeah, okay,” he relents. “Just tell me she’s okay.”
You look at her and give her a small smile. “She’s okay,” you respond to Kimi.
When the two of you get back to the hotel, ice cream cone in Maggie’s hand, Mr Antonelli is sitting on the armchair, while Mrs Antonelli is on the bed, and Kimi opens the door for the two of you. His hair is messed up from running his fingers through it, and his eyes are red-rimmed as if he had been crying. He also looks paler than usual. As soon as he sees Maggie, he immediately drops to his knees and hugs her tightly.
“You had us all so scared,” he breathes against her head, pulling back to make sure she’s unharmed.
“I’m sorry,” she says meekly, just as Mr and Mrs Antonelli come to the door to also hug Maggie.
Mrs Antonelli is nearly in tears as she pulls Maggie into her while Mr Antonelli profusely thanks you for keeping her safe and bringing her back.
“It's no problem,” you say with a smile. “She’s like my little sister,” you ruffle her hair gently.
Maggie smiles up at you.
“Say thank you to Y/n, Maggie,” Mr Antonelli says.
“Thank you, Y/n,” Maggie says sincerely and hugs you once again.
“You’re always welcome, babe,” you respond with a smile.
Just then, Camilla enters the room, sighing exasperatedly. “Finally, Maggie! God, you’re so fucking dramatic, running away because of a stupid fight.” She rolls her eyes.
Maggie huffs. “This is why everyone hates you,” she says bluntly.
Camilla gapes. “What the fuck did you just say, you little-”
“Hey!” Kimi interrupts. “Camilla, I think it's best if you leave,” he says as calmly as he can manage at the moment, which is not a lot.
Camilla looks exasperatedly at him and looks like she’s about to argue, but relents as she can see nobody is going to take her side in this situation. “Fine. I’ll see you tonight in my room?”
“Actually…I think you should go home. I’ll book you a ticket for tomorrow morning,” he says, not fully looking at her.
Camilla gapes. “Excuse me?” she asks, offended, hands on her hips. “Is it because of this bitch?” she points an accusatory finger at you.
“Do not!” Kimi yells, sending her a warning glare. “Don’t bring her into this. This is between you and me.”
You watch with wide eyes since you have literally never seen Kimi mad. He has always been the sweetest boy you’ve known, respectful of everyone around him and has never raised his voice menacingly.
Suddenly, you start feeling out of place, seeing as this is clearly a couple's fight and you should not bear witness to it. “Well…” you start, shifting your weight from one foot to another. “I’m gonna…” You point down the hallway. “Good night,” you say uncomfortably.
As you turn around to leave, Kimi reaches out for your arm. “Wait, Y/n!” he says hurriedly, voice back to soft. “Can I see you in the lobby in 30 minutes?” You hesitate but nod and quickly take your leave, not wanting to be there any longer.
You head back to your room and shed your work clothes, donning a simple pair of grey sweatpants and a navy blue t-shirt. You wash your face, cleansing yourself of the stressful events of the day, and pull your hair back into a ponytail. Thirty minutes later, you head down to the hotel lobby, where Kimi is already waiting for you.
He stands up as he sees you come in, fidgeting with his hands. “Hey,” he says softly. “Thanks for coming to see me.”
You give a polite smile, not really making eye contact. “Of course.”
Kimi looks nervous and keeps glancing at you every couple of seconds. “Thanks for what you did for Maggie today. Thank you for being there for her and keeping her safe. Means a lot to all of us.”
You nod. “I’ll always be there for her.”
Kimi nods. A couple of minutes go by with neither of you saying anything before Kimi breaks the silence. “Camilla and I broke up,” he blurts.
Your brows raise in surprise. “Really? She really seemed like the future Mrs Antonelli,” you retort sarcastically in an effort to lighten the mood, and it earns a small chuckle from Kimi.
“Yeah, no, turns out she was only really after the status and fame of dating an F1 driver,” he says sadly. “My mom's been calling her a gold digger since the day they met.”
You furrow your brows. “What's gold digger in Italian?” you ask suddenly, thinking back to the conversation on the phone with Kimi’s mom when she’d said something in Italian you didn’t understand.
“Cercatrice d'oro,” Kimi responds. “Why?”
Your brows raise as understanding dawns on your features. Shoul’ve known, you think to yourself. “Your mom said it a while ago, and I didn’t understand.”
“Well,” Kimi shrugs dejectedly. “Now you know.”
You nod, and once again, silence falls over the two of you. However, it's much shorter this time as Kimi says, “I think we should get back together.”
You whip your head towards him, eyes wide. “What?”
“We made a mistake breaking up. And I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since we broke up,” he says desperately, slowly stepping closer. “We were so good together up until the last few months, and I think that was just bad luck. I really, really want to try again with you,” he implores.
You swallow. “Is this because of the Camilla disaster?” you ask quietly.
He shakes his head vehemently. “No, no. Not at all. Well-” he pauses. “Not in the way you think.” He shakes his head before continuing. “Being with her made me realise that nothing comes close to how you make me feel. I love you, Y/n. And I think we are worth fighting for. I want to give this another try, if you’ll have me.” He reaches for your hand, and you let him take it.
You think about it for a few seconds. “I don’t know, Kimi,” you murmur. “We had our reasons for breaking up. Besides, good or bad, you did just get out of a relationship. I think we should take it slow.”
Kimi looks slightly disappointed but nods in understanding, respectfully taking a step back but still holding onto your hand. “I understand. We can take it slow.”
You nod. “How about we start with being friends again?” you suggest.
A hopeful smile overtakes Kimi’s features, and he agrees almost immediately. “As long as I get to have you in my life again.”
You smile. “Great! So…we’re friends from today.”
He nods affirmatively. He simply looks at you for a minute as if deep in thought, thumb absently running over your knuckles. Then he slips out, “You know, I am here for a wedding.”
You nod. “Yeah, your mom told me,” you respond.
“Will you…be my date?” he asks shyly, squeezing your hand hopefully.
You raise a brow at him, surprised.
“As a friend, of course,” he amends quickly.
You eye him for a few seconds, then chuckle before nodding. “Sure, Kimi. I’d love that.”
Kimi gives you a brilliant smile like you just made him the happiest man in the world.
Maggie, who had of course been spying this entire time, jumps out from behind a pillar happily.
“You’re back together!” she shrieks while clapping excitedly.
“No, no,” Kimi corrects. “We’re just starting over as friends. We’re not back together.”
“You will be,” Maggie grins knowingly, and you and Kimi can only laugh in response.
Kimi cannot even bring himself to be mad at his sister’s irresponsibility today since it has led to him getting back the one thing he had regretted losing the most.
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