#multi 21

You and Oscar instantly hit it off when he joined Mclaren

He was the cute newbie to your (not so) serious veteraness

Half way through 23 you started dating

To the delight of Sebastian

Now that he was retired, he had committed himself fully into grid drama, even more than before

He was delighted to hear that you two started dating

Mark, not so much

He scolded Oscar for getting too close to his direct competition

Mid 24 you and Oscar began bickering as a result of having more competitive cars

Low and behold, in Hungary, you found yourself leading with Oscar behind you. When told over and over again to give the position back, though, you didn't. Now, this wasn't some irrational decision, you didn't think Oscar would want to be given his first win, and you were the one in the championship battle. You knew you needed the points. And thinking back to everything Sebastian had taught you, sometimes you need to come above the team. Besides, Mclaren was the one who got the two of you into that mess, you weren't going to dig them out

As you crossed the line, you were happy with your win, but a small pang of regret still tugged at you as you turned to Oscar and saw him scowling.

All alone.

Right.

Mark was in England

As you tried to approach him reporters whisked him away, and led you both to your interviews and the podium. He never met your eyes as he showered you and Hamilton with champagne. If you looked close enough it almost seemed like he was crying, but it could have been the champagne.

The second you got off the podium, Sebastian was by your side, shaking your shoulders and crying out that his boy knew how to race. A smile never found your face though, as you followed the others to the media tent to finish the day. Mclaren had already excused you both from the debrief, instead electing to talk about it amongst themselves.

Eventually you finally managed to find Oscar alone, but still, he was preoccupied. You'd found him curled up in a ball next to the vending machines in your team's elevator, seemingly crying while on the phone.

"I don't know what to do, I don't know why he did that" he sobbed out, biting his knuckles to soften his cries.

You could hear a muffled response on the other side of the phone. Some man, comforting him, Mark, you could guess.

"No, I can't give up on him. Just because you and Sebastian didn't work out doesn't mean we wo-" Oscar cut himself short, he'd looked up in the middle of his rant to see you, shocked in the middle of the hallway.

"I'll be right back, Mark"

Oscar quickly stook up on wobbly legs, and brushed himself off, whining his tears away as if he hadn't just been sobbing in the hallway seconds before. As he tried to walk pas you, you grabbed his arm, pulling him close, and wrapping your own around him.

"I'm sorry" It's came out as a rasp whisper, "I'm so sorry. Please, Osc, please let me explain myself."

As tears began flowing from Oscar's eyes again, you started pulling him to you hotel room for a bit more privacy. When on the bed, you effortlessly pulled Oscar onto your lap, threading your fingers through his hair, and whispering how you loved him, and how you were sorry into his ear.

When his breathing evened, and his eyes dried, he looked up at you with the softest eyes you'd ever seen. It almost made you coo, before he asked the question.

"Why did you do it?"

While you explained, Oscar was silent. He mindlessly traced shapes on your chest, mimicking your fingers in your hair, and occasionally humming at your reasoning. When you finished, he still said nothing. He just looked up, kissed you on the lips, rolled over, and began to get ready for bed.

Silently the two of you went through the motions of preparing for bed, showering together, brushing your teeth, changing, and climbing into bed and into eachother's arms.

Now, safe under the covers, Oscar looked at you with those soft eyes once again.

"It's ok, I understand"

And he slipped into sleep.

It took a few more weeks for things to slip back into normality, but by the time that summer break came around and you found out Oscar had a broken rib, he was letting you pamper him to death.

It took longer for things to slip into normality for your respective managers. For Sebastian, things never slipped out of normality, besides the fact that he could use you to tease Mark with, like father like son or something, but for Mark, it was a different story.

He was infuriated at the idea that Oscar's first win was taken away from him in a Multi 21 situation. Despite the fact that Oscar reassured him multiple times that he and you had made up after that night that he had called him crying, Mark hadn't forgiven you.

This seemed to culminate in when both Sebastian and Mark were at the Australian opener the following year, and got into a massive argument in Mclaren hospitality. While you both tried to separate them, and managed to convince them to take it to one of your drivers rooms, it was very embarrassing for the both of you.

Oddly enough, after the race, they were perfectly fine with each other. Sebastian had a smirk on his face, and Mark almost looked sunburnt despite being Australian. Sebastian also had a limp, and neither of them knew anything about how Oscar had spun out or how you had won...

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