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I miss you, I'm sorry || Brocedes/Sargeton
Summary: Logan sure didn't hesitate to throw himself into Lewis' arms once he opened up. He would've for sure broken down if he had hesitated.
Lewis hugged back immediately, maybe a little too tight, but Logan didn't care, he was just happy to have Lewis' arms around him again.
Warnings: Handjob, mentioned blowjob, sebmark is canon, mentioned cheating, mentioned smut
Masterlist || AO3 || Pt. 1 || Pt.2 ||
Abu Dhabi
One week.
It has been one week and they were all three still together, much to Lewisâs surprise.
Logan wasnât there. He had decided to stay in Lewisâs apartment in Monaco, accompanying Roscoe on the couch, watching the race.
Nico, on the other hand, was there, giving Lewis some âgood luckâ head in his driver's room before the race.
It was just an excuse. Max was way ahead of him and stood to win the championship, so the âgood luckâ was not needed in any way.
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Bahrain 2025, Pre-Testing
Red.
It felt weird.
âHow have you been over the winter break, Lewis?â A reporter asked.
âThatâs the only thing you think about!â Logan yelled to Lewis from inside the living room to where Lewis stood on the balcony.
âThis is my life, Logan,â Lewis mumbled, but loud enough for Logan to hear.
âAnd Iâm not?â Logan scoffed, âNico was right. You canât hold a stable relationshipâ
Lewis heard the door of his own apartment being slammed shut before he heard the next door one open and close softly before sobbing was heard through the wall.
Lewis shrugged slightly âIâve been,â He hummed with a playful smile.
âAnd how is it to be in red this year?â She continued to ask.
âYou look so fucking good in red,â Logan moaned quietly, trying not to wake the sleeping Nico beside them as Lewis jerked him off slowly, the red shirt loose around Lewisâ torso.
âItâs a change, but not a bad one,â He chuckled softly, smiling with his teeth.
âYouâve done something different with your hair?â The reporter was getting off track, but she was true.
Looking around the bathroom, Lewis saw Nicoâs expensive conditioner on the edge of the bathtub, which he didnât care to take back.
Lewis continued to look and saw Loganâs cheap, old conditioner in the trash he insisted on finishing before Nico forced him to use his expensive one.
âIâve been using some conditioner lately,â He hummed, shrugging slightly âCut it a little,â Just like how they like it.
âIt looks good on you,â She smiled teasingly.
âIt looks good on you,â Nico blushed back when Lewis first cut his hair that length. Not short, not long. Just right.
âGood luck in Melbourne,â She smiled sweetly.
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Melbourne
Lewis thought about making a stop in Monaco, but decided to go straight to Australia when he remembered that he could hear Logan and Nico fuck no matter where he was in his apartment.
And that was not something he was up to hear just before the opening race.
He missed them both deeply. It was his own fault, he knew that, and he was sorry.
Lewis had warned them both he wasnât good at relationships, and Nico had known since â16 he was no good.
Sex. That he was good at. Hook-upâs. One-night stands. He didnât need to know names. In and out. That was it.
Logan and Nico had made their relationship official a few days after they had broken it off with Lewis.
He knew it was because of revenge, and it was most likely Nico who suggested it, knowing the German had his way with mind games.
Probably also the same reason why they fucked like it was the last thing they did. Nicoâs mind games.
Which is why Lewis didnât act upon it. He didnât want to satisfy Nicoâs immense ego.
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He knew Nico was giving the podium interviews, so Lewis almost considered giving Charles the P3 back when he overtook him on the last few laps.
He didnât do it, though.
When Lewis walked up to the camera crew and got handed the mic, it was impossible to miss the way Nicoâs cheeks had heated slightly up.
Lewis had almost forgotten he had cut his hair.
âHim and his goddamn hairâ.
He could hear it in his voice as well. Others probably couldnât, but Lewis knew him too well to miss the little things.
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Lewis had just gotten out of the shower in his hotel room when he heard a knock on the door.
He put on a pair of sweat pants, leaving his torso bear, not giving a shit about it.
He opened the door, sighing when he saw Nico standing with his hands in his pockets. His hair was slightly messy, his lips puffy. Obviously, he had taken Logan with him.
âWhat do you want?â Lewis sighed, annoyed, crossing his arms over his chest.
Nico pushed past him and into the room âYou cut your hairâ
âReally? Didnât notice,â Lewis said sarcastically. His braids were undone, so he threaded his hand through his hair, ruffling the wet curls slightly.
Nico chuckled slightly, sitting down on the edge of the bed, throwing a pillow onto the ground between his spread legs.
Lewis knew what Nico wanted. He shouldâve seen it, really- even if they hadnât spoken since January.
He sighed softly before hesitantly sitting down onto the pillow, his back pressed against the side of the bed.
They were both silent as Nicoâs fingers worked on Lewisâ hair- He was no professional, and Lewis knew he would have to undo them later- or maybe he could keep them for once, theyâd probably undo themselves when he slept.
Lewis pulled his knees up to his chest âI miss you,â Lewis hummed, his eyes closed, leaning into the touch of Nico.
Nico kept quiet.
âNot just you, but Logan as well,â Lewis sighed âI wish I could do it all over, make sure I donât fuck it up so I could keep you both⊠Iâm just not good at itâ
âI know,â Nico hummed â, I know when you need your space- Iâve always known, but Logan⊠Itâs one of his first relationships, and he doesnât know you as well as I doâ
âDid you try to explain it to him?â Lewis hummed, stretching his legs out in front of himself.
âYes- pressure on try,â Nico chuckled softly "but you know how he can beâŠâ He sighed, running his fingers through Lewisâ curls.
âHave you been using conditioner?â Nico asked, confused, feeling how soft Lewisâs hair actually was.
âFelt like a waste throwing yours out- youâre switching the subject,â Lewis said, turning his head to look up at Nico.
Nico pushed Lewisâs head back, continuing on his hair âYou want to make it better? Get your shit together and actually try. Donât avoid him in the hallway, donât avoid him in the shops. Get your shit together,â He said, pulling at Lewisâ hair to make him look up at him, making him whine.
Nico raised his eyebrows when Lewis didnât say anything, but only nodded a little, not wanting his head to hurt more where Nico was pulling it âYes. Iâll get my shit togetherâ
âGood, now sit still,â The German said, turning Lewisâs head slightly down to braid the hair in the nape of his neck.
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China
âCan I ask you something?â Lewis asked Charles, standing in the doorway of Charlesâs driverâs room.
âSure,â Charles nodded softly, motioning for the small couch where there was space.
âHave you ever had moments where you didnât speak to Max and you wanted to make it better, but you donât know how, and you couldnât ask him because he refuses to talk to you?â Wheels were turning in Charlesâs head from trying to keep up with Lewisâs fast-paced talking.
He leaned back in the chair at the small desk âUm, I mean, yeah. It wasnât like weâve had a huge fight or anything, but Max is petty and gives me the cold shoulder sometimes. Why?â
Lewis hesitated slightly. âA friend is mad at me and I want to tell him Iâm sorry, but I donât know how, he doesnât want to speak to me, and I feel pathetic to ask his boyfriend for help,â He explained.
âHm. Depends. What did you do?â Charles asked, genuinely wanting to help him.
Lewis hesitated slightly before just deciding to come clean, âItâs Logan. Heâs mad at me because I prioritised racing. Nico told me to get my shit together if I wanted to make it up to him,â He shrugged, fiddling with his hands.
Charles hummed, nodding his head slightly in understanding âWhatâd you do the first time to make it better?â
âI told an interviewer in a post-race interview that I still loved him and hoped that we could talk it out and make it better again, but I highly doubt itâll work a second time,â Lewis chuckled pathetically.
âStart with getting him flowers- his favourite flowers,â Lewis looked up at Charles âYou donât know his favourite flowers, do you? Iâll ask Alex,â Charles sighed.
âHeâs most likely going to throw them out, but it shows youâre trying and that you care. You have to keep trying- but not too much, thatâll give him the ick at some point. Next, you try with his favourite sweets. Thatâll maybe be a little bit better. Then you can try with some coffee and some pastriesâ
âNo wonder you and Alexandra are such a good couple,â Lewis smiled softly.
Charles chuckled softly, âBut my best advice, talk to Sebastian. He had the whole âMark refusing to talk to himâ period after Malaysia. Heâll have much better advice for your situationâ
Lewis stood up, hugging Charles tight- a little hard when Charles sat down, but he did his best to hug him back.
âYouâre amazing. Both Alexandra and Max are lucky,â Lewis mumbled.
âYouâre amazing too, Lewis. The fact that you care enough to make it better shows thatâ
â
When Charles had texted Lewis about Loganâs favourite flowers, he thought it was adorable that it was roses- maybe a bit niche, but it was so adorable.
Lewis had gone out and picked a bouquet of the prettiest red roses he could find. He knocked on Nicoâs door.
âIâll get him. Wait a second,â Nico smiled softly when he saw Lewis standing with the roses outside of his door.
Lewisâs breath hitched slightly as he heard Loganâs footsteps on the floor.
âPlease,â Lewis said quickly when Logan was about to close the door.
Logan didnât close the door fully, but he still didnât have it open far enough that they could see each other.
âIâm sorry, I really am. I miss you a lot. I know that I am not the perfect partner, I never have been. Iâm trying to change, I really am- hell, I went to Charles for advice, who then told me to speak to Sebastian.â He chuckled pathetically, âI want to change so that I could be with you and Nico again. After I lost you the first time and got you back again, I never wanted to lose you again, but I did, and Iâll forever blame myself and nobody else for thatâ
Logan didnât say anything, but Lewis was sure he heard a soft sniffle.
âIâll leave the flowers for you. Theyâll look good with that baby blue vase Nico has,â He smiled softly to himself, bending down to place the flowers up against the doorframe.
âI love you, Loges,â Lewis sniffled slightly, waiting a few seconds before he walked back to his own apartment.
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âSeb, I need your help,â Lewis said once he heard Sebastian had picked up the phone.
âSounds serious, whatâs up?â Sebastian asked on the phone.
âI need your advice. When Mark wasnât talking to you after Malaysia, whatâd you do?â He asked, leaning back on his couch.
âYou donât want my advice, Lew,â Sebastian sighed, followed by a soft chuckle.
âHow come? You always give good advice- and you have experience with my situation,â Lewis sighed, but was also confused.
âBecause I cornered him in his drivers room and sucked him off,â He said with no hesitation and no shame.
âI shouldnâtâve asked,â Lewis chuckled, drawing one out of Sebastian as well.
âLook, I know youâre too pathetic to ask Nico, but if you want both him and Logan back, you need to confide in Nico as well,â He explained, making Lewis sigh heavily.
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âWine?â Nico asked once Lewis had opened the door for him, "Logan's back in the states visiting his family, so it's too quiet," He pushed past Lewis, not waiting for an invitation to come in.
"I never say no to wine, but the last time we had wine, you sucked me off and didn't care about your relationship," Lewis teased as he closed the door behind him, watching as Nico found glasses in the kitchen.
"Yeah, well, that was also at 3 am, now it's only 7 pm," Nico smiled softly as he went to the living room and sat down on the couch.
"2.44 am, actually," Lewis sighed, sitting down beside Nico, turning his body slightly to face the blond.
"Whatever. Close enough," He chuckled softly, handing Lewis his glass "Have you talked to Seb about it?"
"Mh, I have yes," Lewis said, leaning forward, having forgotten to tell Nico about what Sebastian had said "When Mark refused to talk to him, he cornerd him in his drivers' room and sucked him off"
"What? Wasn't he already dating Hanna back then?" Nico asked, now also leaning forward.
"Mhm," Lewis hummed, nodding softly "What is it with you Germans cheating on your beautiful wife with a blowjob?" He chuckled.
"Hey, at least it works, right?" Nico chuckled as well.
There was a moment of silence.
"He threw them out, by the way, the flowers," Nico said softly, turning the glass in his hand.
"Yeah, Charles said he'd probably do that," Lewis sighed, leaning his head back against the couch and closing his eyes softly.
"He did hesitate before doing it, though," He hummed, making Lewis look back at him "He even went as far as taking the blue vase, but he regretted it and put it back before throwing them out," Nico explained, hoping it would make Lewi feel at least a little bit better.
Lewis just hummed "When does he get back?"
"Monday after Saudi," Nico answered.
"A month? Jesus," He groaned, putting his glass onto the coffee table before putting his head in his hands.
"He doesn't have a visa, Lewis, he can't stay here forever," Nico chuckled.
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Logan was beyond tired when he got back to Monaco, almost falling onto Nico when he reached the couch.
"I missed you," Logan hummed as he almost sat on top of Nico, hugging him tight.
"I missed you too, Schatz," Nico said back, hugging him equally as tight, kissing the side of his head softly.
Logan pulled back slightly before he leaned back in, kissing Nico deeply.
Nico kissed back with no hesitation, holding onto Logan's waist, pulling him in closer.
"Logan, you're tired," Nico said when Logan got proper into Nico's lap, straddling him, kissing him more passionately.
"Never too tired for you," Logan mumbled against Nico's lips "And I missed you too much. Please"
Nico leaned his head back as Logan mouthed down his neck. He'd be lying if he said he didn't want this too- he'd missed Logan just as much.
He wanted to say no, he wanted to wait until tomorrow when Logan had gotten the rat he needed, but the way he was mouthing at his neck and pulling softly at his hairâŠ
"Okay," Nico nodded softly, letting out a heavy breath as he felt Logan slip off his lap and out of his hands.
The taking off of clothes was quick, the foreplay rushed but thorough- Nico could maybe have stretched Logan out a bit more, but the younger didn't care.
The actually sex part was slow and soft, both just wanting to feel each other in their arms again.
'Feeling each other in their arms again', was maybe a little bit of an understatement. They had both ended up with a few too many marks on their bodies.
"I don't ever want to let you go again for that long. I missed you too much," Nico said, pulling Logan closer after he had cleaned him up.
"Next time will only be a week," Logan chuckled softly, tiredness taking over.
"Move in," Logan looked up at him surprised "I know a visa takes a long time to get, butâŠ" He shrugged slightly.
"I'd love that," He smiled softly.
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Much to his dismay, Logan woke up to an empty bed, groaning when he reached out for Nico to only reach the duvet.
He sat up in the bed slowly and tired, throwing on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt before making his way out of the bedroom.
"Ned's cold without you," Logan hummed, wrapping his arms around Nico's waist from behind, placing his head in the crook of his neck, kissing his skin softly.
"Making breakfast for you," Nico chuckled softly, reaching up with one hand to stroke Logan's ruffled hair.
Logan lifted his head slightly, kissing Nico's cheek before his eyes caught sight of a small black box on the dinner table.
"What's that? Wasn't there yesterday," He asked.
"It's for you," Nico informed, a small smile on his lips as he watched Logan walk over to the table.
"It's from Lewis," Logan sighed, picking up the box. It's was a box with some expensive chocolates.
"How'd you know? There's not a name on it," Nico asked confused.
"I mentioned to him once that I wanted to try them," He sighed "Am I pathetic for wanting to give him a chance again?"
"No," Nico smiled softly "He obviously cares about you," Nico sighed before he spoke up again "He's awake, you know"
Logan hesitated slightly "Give me 10 minutes," He said before going for the door.
Even as he stood outside of Lewis' door, he hesitated. He knew the apartment like the back of his hand, and he wanted to give Lewis a chance again, he wanted to believe that Lewis could change for him.
Before he could stop himself and turn back around, he knocked on the door, waiting for Lewis to open.
Logan sure didn't hesitate to throw himself into Lewis' arms once he opened up. He would've for sure broken down if he had hesitated.
Lewis hugged back immediately, maybe a little too tight, but Logan didn't care, he was just happy to have Lewis' arms around him again.
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Logan woke up in a lavish hotel room his boyfriend had gotten for them. The walls were cream colored and dainty details plastered the here and there.
Logan didn't think he'd be back in Italy after what happened the year before. Being dropped mid season had definitely impacted him. Mentally and emotionally. But he was grateful his boyfriend was there, by his side, loving him back to a stable state of mind.
Lewis had been so patient and loving with Logan. He had wanted to come out and tell the world about their relationship, but Logan wasn't ready. He was still anxious about coming back to the paddock even as a guest. It would feel weird.
But now they're in Monza and Logan wants to yell it out to the world that Lewis Hamilton was his.
Logan could hear Lewis in the kitchen, probably making their morning teas. When Lewis walked into the room, Logan carefully sat up against the headboard of the bed, the lower half of his body stinging. Lewis only gave him a concerned look while he set down their teas on the bedside table.
"I'm sorry, love. Did I hurt you?" Logan only shakes his head, "No, I'm fine." He finally settled into a position that doesn't hurt him. "We just haven't really done anything in a while. With you being busy with Ferrari and stuff." Lewis hums in response as he hands Logan a cup of tea.
They fell into a quiet silence, enjoying each other's presence. "You know you don't have to come out today, right," Lewis breaks the silence. No matter how much he wanted everyone to know about his relationship with the sweet American, he didn't want to pressure Logan into doing anything he didn't want to do.
"I want to do this, baby," Logan stated. He grabs one of Lewis' hand and starts softly tracing the black ink. "I want everyone to know your mine. Besides, how else can I be your number one WAG if I don't even attend races?" Lewis chuckles and grabs Logan's cup and puts it down to kiss Logan. "God, I love you..." Lewis whispers into Logan's lips. "I love you too..."
Logan was nervous. He couldn't stop picking his nails. Lewis hand to hold his hand on the drive to the track. This'll be the first time Logan would show up to a race, not as a driver, but as Lewis Hamilton's boyfriend.
"You ready, love?" Logan looks up at Lewis and then out the window. The car was parked and he could see the paddock entrance a few feet away. "What if this ruins your image? I mean sponsors, Ferrari-" "Support us and will make sure no harm comes to us, okay?" Lewis smoothed his thumb over Logan's hand. Logan nods and takes a deep breath before getting out of the car.
He could hear the screams and chants from the fans. Everyone screaming Lewis' name. Lewis grabs Logan's hand and brings it up to his lips. "We're okay, yeah?" Logan nods, "We're okay." They both make their way towards the paddock entrance together as they could hear fans and the shutters of cameras.
Logan could also hear the shocked murders and whisperings. No doubt fans putting two and two together, especially with Lewis and Logan holding hands.
Making their way through the paddock, fan would come up to them to give Lewis friendship bracelets or to ask for a photo. Logan had watched with adoring eyes. He loved watching all the live and support Lewis got. Though, sometimes he did wish he got the same.
"Hi, Logan! Do you think we could get a picture with you?" Two guys had come up to Logan. One with a customized Logan t-shirt and the other in Mercedes team gear. "Yeah sure, man. Of course," Logan smiled. They took a few pictures before the two guys face Logan again. "Thanks man. This means a lot to us. We don't know when you'll be back racing, but hopefully soon? We need to support our own, yeah?" Laugh laughs and nods. "Yeah, yeah. Hopefully, I'll be back soon, but who knows?"
When Logan and Lewis get closer to Ferrari hospitality, Lewis stops them. He turns to Logan and leans in for a soft kiss. "I'm so proud of you. For doing this with me." Logan grins and hides his face in Lewis' neck. "Hm, being back isn't so bad," Logan places a small kiss on Lewis' neck. Lewis chuckles and brings a hand to Logan's cheek. "Y'know, red suits you better than blue, no?" Logan nods, "I agree."
3 clicks and Iâm home || Brocedes/Sargeton
Summary: Nico- Good luck in the race, weâre rooting for you, Schatzi
Warnings: Blowjob, anal, anal fingering, unprotected sex, creamepie, taking of virginity, voyeurism, masturbation
Masterlist || AO3
part one part three
A sleepless night for Lewis was disturbed by a knock on his door
He turned to look at the bedside table, the clock showing 2.44am
He was fucking confused that somebody knocked at his door at this time of the night, but he got up anyways
He dragged his feet across the floor, not bothering to look through the peep hole, which he probably shouldâve
He tried closing the door immediately when he saw that it was Nico standing in front of him, but the other man had stopped the door before he could
âWhatâd you want?â Lewis groaned, turning to look at Nico again
âLet me apologiseâ Nico almost begged, his hair messy as well as his clothes- a pair of sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt
âAt 2.44 am?â Lewis scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest
âI couldnât sleep, and the walls are so thin that I could hear you tossingâ Nico explained, sighing softly âI brought wineâ He hummed softly, showing Lewis to bottle in his hand
Lewis let him in, but not without hesitation
Nico still knew where all the stuff was in the kitchen. Where to go when he went for the wine glasses
âWhat makes you think I didnât change it around?â Lewis asked, leaning against the kitchen counter
âPlease. You hate changeâ Nico scoffed softly, opening the bottle, pouring them both a glass
They both moved to the couch, silence as Nico tapped against the glass with his nail, driving Lewis crazy
âYou wanted to apologise, so do itâ Lewis said, the tapping stopping, making him sigh softly
Nico took a sip of the wine before he spoke âI really am sorry, Lewisâ Nico turned his body towards Lewisâ which was still turned forward âI thought-⊠I didnât know you loved him, and just thought it was because he looks like me, and it really sounds selfish. I am so sorryâ
Lewis chuckled softly, not the kind of funny chuckle, but the sarcastic amused kind
âYou think a simple apology is going to make it right? You think a simple apology is gonna give me Logan back?â He spat, looking at Nico with knitted eye brows and eyes full of hurt
âIâll do anything, Lewis. Anything you needâ Nico scooted closer to Lewis on the couch, the Germanâs eyes begging
âYou look like you want to be on your knees for meâ Lewis chuckled, seeing the same look in Nicoâs eyes now, and the look he saw before he was about to receive a blow job
âIs that what you want? Iâll gladly do thatâ Nico put his glass on the coffee table, spreading Lewisâ legs so he could sit between them, looking up at him
âNico, no- it was just-â Lewis stopped himself with a quick breath when Nico started palming him through his sweats
âNico- youâre marriedâ Lewis took ahold of Nicoâs wrist with the hand not wrapped around the wine glass
âSo what? Thatâs not your problemâ Nico hummed, taking the wine glass from Lewis in his other hand, placing it on the coffee table
Nico managed to wriggle his wrist out of Lewisâ grasp, now slowly trying to pull Lewisâ sweats and boxers down
âLewis, lift your hipsâ Nico said softly, looking up at the Brit
Lewis sighed âNico- youâre marriedâ
âOh, verdammt noch malâ For fuck sake. Nico cursed, forcing Lewisâ hips up so he could tug them down âWould you just shut the fuck up?â He spat
Nico leaned forward, but Lewis pulled him back by his hair âI need you to really think about this and the consequencesâ Lewis sighed âYou could loose Vivian and the kidsâ He breathed out
Nico looked like he hesitated for a moment, but he nodded softly after a second âI know whatâs at riskâ He sighed softly
Lewis nodded slightly in return, his hand easing in Nicoâs hair, letting him leaned forward again, softly placing kitten lick at the head of Lewisâ cock, getting him fully hard
Lewis didnât make much sounds, he was good at that. Keeping quiet when he needed to, knowing that Nicoâs wife was sleeping a could hear them if he was too loud
Lewisâ breath hitched slightly as Nico moved his hot mouth down on him, slowly moving on him
Lewis took his hands into Nicoâs hair, not to move him, but to keep his hair out of his face as he had grown it out âYouâre so fucking prettyâ
Nico started going a little faster, his hands going under Lewisâ shirt, pushing it up his waist
âFuckâ Lewis breathed out, his hand tightening in Nicoâs hair, slowly and softly moving his hips up into Nicoâs mouth
âFuck, youâre so prettyâ Nico moaned around Lewisâ cock at the praise, sending vibrations all through Lewis, making him moan softly
âFuck- Nicoâ Lewis breathed out, his cock twitching inside Nicoâs mouth, pre-cum dripping onto his tongue
Nicoâs hands tightened around Lewisâ waist, like it always did when he allowed Lewis to come without having to say it
Lewis remembered all too well what the tightening grip meant, so without any warning, did he hold Nico down onto his cock, coming down his throat, grunting quietly
âYouâre a horrible personâ Lewis panted, pulling Nico off of his cock after he had swallowed
âYesâ Nico nodded, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, still looking up at Lewis
âWas Logan good?â They had been sitting and talking, neither tired, so they had shared the bottle, and opened a new one, not seeing the time being around 4 am
âGood in what way?â Lewis sighed, sipping on his glass, definitely starting to feel it
Nico shot Lewis a look âYou know what I meanâ He chuckled softly
âWellâŠâ Lewis shrugged âWe never went that farâ He mumbled
âPlease, Lewis. The walls are thin. I can hear itâ Nico chuckled, his feet scooted under Lewisâ thigh, warming him up
âYou donât have to have sex to be intimateâ Lewis said, pouting slightly as he looked at Nico
âYou wanted to?â Lewis nodded softly âWhy did you never?â He asked softly
Lewis sighed softly âHe was never ready, and I respected- I do respect thatâ He explained
Nico nodded softly, sipping on his wine. Not knowing what to say, he changed the subject âWhen did you realise you were in love with me?â
Lewis chuckled softly at the sudden change. He shrugged slightly âI guess⊠One of the times I was visiting you in Germany when we were teenagersâ He explained
âYou should probably head backâ Lewis said, just in time before Nico spoke up again
âYeahâ Nico sighed, standing up from the couch, missing the heat of Lewisâ body on his
Brazil Lewis had to do a double check when he saw Logan walk through the paddock with Nico by his side- more like Nico walked with Logan
Nico flashed Lewis a slight smile and a small smile, where to Logan quickly looked away when he made eye contact with the older man
George had to shove softly at Lewisâ shoulder to get him back to reality
Mexico was a nightmare for Lewis, so when he reached the podium in Brazil, he was overly happy
Which was weird, because he barely remembered the race- his brain working on auto pilot
The only thoughts running through his mind being Logan and Nico, sometimes even both
The thoughts werenât the kind of sweet kinds, it was the kind where you should drink holy water for 30 days to make up for it
He was embarrassed after the fact, having to retrieve to his drivers room, taking care of his⊠So called âproblemâ
He was also embarrassed by the fact that the thoughts getting him off was his ex, and his other ex that was now married
Qatar Las Vegas was shit
Lewis had crashed out, flying into the wall, causing a red flag for about half an hour
So when he had won in Qatar, he started to wonder if Logan was his lucky charm, having seen him in the paddock with Nico again that week
Nico Royal Qatar Hotel, room 246
The only message Lewis got from Nico. He knew what it meant, so he didnât need more explanation
Lewis showed up after debrief and a nice shower, knocking softly on the door
Lewis froze when he saw Logan sitting on the bed behind Nicoâs body
âYouâll be fineâ Nico said, pulling Lewis into the room before he exited, giving Lewis no explanation
Logan sighed, patting the space beside him on the couch
Lewis hesitated as he walked closer, sitting down beside the American, leaning back against the headboard
âExplainâ Logan said as the only word, to which Lewis nodded
âIt was like that in the start. That I only dated you because you look like Nicoâ Lewis sighed âBut that changed, Logan. I started loving you- I love you. God- I love you so fucking much it hurtsâ He chuckled softly, sniffling slightly
Logan immediately swung his arms around Lewis, hurrying his head into the crook of his neck, squeezing him tightly
âIâm sorry. I shouldâve listened to you- have let you explain. I love you tooâ Logan sighed
Lewis hugged Logan back immediately, listening as Logan started talking again âYou still love Nicoâ It wasnât a question, but a statement, to which Lewis agreed with a small nod âWeâve been talking, me and Nicoâ
Logan leaned slightly away from Lewis, but still held onto him âHe have to get divorced first, of course, but, we were thinking after, that⊠maybe- maybe we could try and make it work with all three of usâ He spoke low, looking into Lewisâ eyes
Lewis nodded softly âI donât wanna do something that you donâtâ He said, pushing some of Loganâs hair away from his face
Logan nodded âI want toâ He hummed, leaning in to kiss Lewis softly âIâm text Nico that he can come backâ
Logan took his phone, texting Nico, while Lewis kissed Logan on the side of his face, continuing down to his neck softly
âLewisâ Logan chuckled, his stubble tickling him as he put his phone back down again
âSorry, love. Iâve just missed youâ Lewis mumbled against Loganâs skin
Logan got into Lewisâ lap, straddling him and kissing him tender, just as Nico walked back into the room
âLove, we donât have toâ Lewis mumbled into Loganâs kiss, holding the Americanâs hips still as he started ground down against him
âFuck me, Lewis. Pleaseâ Logan said breathlessly, the sound of Nico sitting down in a leather chair only background noise
âOkayâ Lewis nodded softly âLay downâ He instructed, pushing softly as his waist, but Logan stopped him
âNo. I want it like this, pleaseâ As Logan looked down at Lewis, his eyes begging, his whole world stopped, forgetting Nico was in the room as well
âItâll be more difficult this wayâ Lewis said softly, sinking a lump in his throat
âI donât care. Please, I want it this wayâ Logan almost whined, rolling his hips against Lewisâ, making the Brit moan quietly
âOkayâ He nodded softly again, lifting Loganâs hips up so he could get his jeans off while Logan pulled his shirt over his head, the sound of Nico searching in his suitcase evident
Lewis managed tho get Logan out of his jeans and briefs without moving around a lot, Nico throwing a bottle of lube beside them on the bed before he sat down again
Logan left wet open-mouthed kisses around Lewisâ throat and neck as Lewis warmed some lube up on his fingers
He pulled Logan close, snaking his hand around his body, soothing him with praises as he slowly pushed a finger inside him
The small moans and whimpers in Lewisâ ear were already music to him, imagine what he would sound like while getting pounded
Lewis slowly and softly pushed a second finger into Logan when he was loose enough, drawing a whine out of him, and making his grip around Lewis shoulders tighter
The position that they were in, made it harder for Lewis to find Loganâs prostate, but Logan liked the feeling of Lewis searching
Lewis made the mistake of looking up at Nico, seeing him already looking at him. Not at Logan, not the spot where Lewisâ fingers disappeared inside Logan, but at him
They held eye contact for a while, Nico starting to palm himself through his sweats, covering his mouth discreetly, muffling his own sounds
Lewis finally hit Loganâs prostate, making him moan loudly into Lewisâ ear
Lewisâ lips were all over Loganâs exposed shoulder and neck, but his eyes were still focused on Nico, who had now taken his hand off of himself, presumably because he was already close to coming
âYouâre so fucking prettyâ It wasnât meant for Logan, but not knowing better, or knowing where Lewisâ eyes were planted, he muttered a âthank youâ a long with a deep blush rushing down his body
Nico knew it was for him. He knew. Lewis had used the same fucking tone he did back in â16, and the same fucking tone when he gave him that blowjob at 2.44 am
Lewis slowly pushed a third finger into Logan, waiting for him to adjusted before softly curling his finger to hit his prostate
âLew- please. I-Iâm ready. Pleaseâ Logan panted between his moans
Lewis planted a soft kiss in the corner of Loganâs mouth as he pulled his fingers out, wiping them cleans on the outside of Loganâs thigh
âLiftâ Lewis instructed, patting Loganâs thigh softly
Logan lifted his hips, allowing Lewis to pull down his sweats and briefs down enough so he could get his cock out
Logan sat down again on Lewisâ thighs, swatting Lewisâ hand away from his cock so he could stroke him himself
Lewis moaned softly as Logan had a soft grip around him, a tight grip around the Americanâs hips
Logan lifted his hips, lining himself up with Lewisâ cock, slowly sinking down on him, moaning softly into Lewisâ ear
Whine, whimpers and small moans escaped Loganâs lips, going straight to Lewisâ ears
Lewis looked up at Nico once he started thrusting up into Loganâs prostate, seeing the blond now having gotten his cock out, slowly stroking himself
Logan was close, Lewis could feel it from the way he was clenching around him, his thighs shaking slightly, and pre cum dripping from his cock
âYou close, love?â Lewis asked Logan teasingly, knowing that he was
Logan nodded, moaning loudly into the crook of Lewisâ neck, his hips moving fast
Lewis wrapped his hand around Loganâs cock, stroking him to the same speed as his thrusts, having him coming in seconds, painting Lewisâ shirt white
Lewis slowed his hips down, avoiding Loganâs prostate as he rode out his orgasm, eyes going back to Nico who by the look of it was also close
Lewis nodded softly at Nico, silently telling him he could come, and Nico who knew what it meant, came without a second thought, spilling his cum onto his hand and the carpet beneath his feet
Lewis came as well after a few thrusts, holding Loganâs hips down onto his own, coming deep inside him
âYou okay, Love?â Lewis asked Logan, softly stroking his hair, feeling the weight of the blondâs body against his own
After they had gotten cleaned themselves up, they were all three in the bed
Lewis lying on his back, hands beneath his head, starting up into the ceiling. Logan was lying curled up into Lewis side, arm slung around his waist, asleep. Nico sat up against the headboard, reading a book of some kind
âWhat are you thinking about?â Nico hummed, not tarring his eyes from the page
âIâm not thinkingâ Lewis answered way too quickly, still starring up into the ceiling
âYouâre paying no attention to the pretty boy lying on your chest. Youâre thinkingâ Nico said with a sigh, now looking over at the Brit
âIâm gonna fuck this upâ Lewis sighed âIâm no good at relationshipsâ He stuttered softly
âA for effort, Lewâ Nico sighed, Lewis now looking up at him
âI donât want the effort, I want it to workâ He sighed, covering his face with his hands, groaning quietly to not wake Logan
Nico sighed for what felt like the 10.000th time, closing his book and placed it on the nightstand before he took of Lewis hands into his own, kissing the back of it
âWeâll make it work. We donât blame you, Lewâ Nico smiled softly
Nico Good luck in the race, weâre rooting for you, Schatzi
I know who you pretend I am || Sargeton
Summary: Logie- I love you too, I just need some space to think
Warnings: sugar baby logan, sugar daddy Lewis, slowburn, age gap, handjob, virgin Logan, angst, virgin Logan
Masterlist || AO3
Part two part three
Zandvoort 2024
Logan shouldnât have gone out- or maybe he shouldâve, he donât know
He didnât feel like talking, so when Lewis slid in beside him in the booth, he kept quiet, not looking up at him
âYouâve been sulking this weekend- I know about the crash but, youâve been sulking more than you usually do when you crashâ Lewis said, looking at the American
Logan sighed softly âJamesâs replacing meâ He explained, playing softly with the glass in his hands
âWhat?â Lewis actually sounded surprised, looking at him with confused eyes
âYouâre surprised?â Logan scoffed, hiding his pain
âYes!â Lewis said like it was obvious âSure, you might not be the best driver out there, but he couldâve kept you for the season. Your replacement only have half a year, and canât even get a seat if heâs good enoughâ Lewis explained, turning his body
In this light, Logan looked like someone Lewis knows⊠Someone Lewis knew. Why had Lewis never seen it before. People have been saying that Logan looks like Nico. Why did it take Lewis to hear Logan getting replaced to realise they looked so much alike
âIt also means that I canât afford my houseâ Logan laughed softly, leaning back into the seat, his eyes grazed softly with unshed tears
Lewis sighed softly
He had an idea, but held it back. Logan looked like Nico. If Logan agreed to his idea, Lewis would get laid, and to be with someone looking like the love of his life, and Logan would keep his house, or even just stay in Lewisâ apartment
âWhat?â Logan asked, seeing Lewisâ thinking face
âNothing. Itâs stupidâ Lewis said, shaking his head slightly, turning away from Logan
âCome on, nothing you say is stupidâ Logan said, smiling softly at the Brit
âThis is-â âTell meâ Loganâs eyes were so soft that Lewis thought he would die if he looked at him for a second longer, so he looked away
âIf you think itâs stupid, can we just pretend Iâve never said anything?â Lewis asked, not looking at Logan
âOf courseâ Logan hummed âNot like Iâm gonna be at the paddock to tell on youâ Logan tried to joke
Lewis sighed, sinking the lump in his throat âIâll pay for your rent, but⊠I want something in returnâ His eyes were closed
âYou donât have to pay my rent, Lewis, Iâll just moveâ Logan said, but softly added after âWhat you want in return?â
Lewis chuckled softly, opening his eyes âA relationshipâ He turned his head to look at Logan who was now looking away, blushing heavily
âYou donât have to- I donât wanna feel like Iâm taking advantage of youâ Logan said softly
Lewis turned Loganâs head by his chin, making him whimper softly, his light eyes wide
âYouâre not taking advantage of me, love. Iâm offering, I just want a little something in returnâ Lewis said softly âWe donât have to do anythingâ Yet âJust for the PR. Iâll even invite you to the paddockâ
âLew-â âYou donât have to, Logan. But⊠I will give you any- and everything you ask forâ Lewis said, cutting off Loganâs protest
Logan nodded softly, Lewisâ hand still warm on his chin
Monza
Lewis offered to pay for another room for Logan to be in if he didnât want to share with Lewis in Monza, but he said it was fine
âYou think we need a story, if people ask about it?â Logan asked softly as Lewis was doing his night routine in the bathroom Saturday night
âWe could just say that itâs been going on for a couple of months, but we kept quiet so people donât think Iâm with you because Iâm pitying youâ Lewis suggested, walking back to the bed where Logan was already under the covers
âArenât you though?â Logan asked with a sigh, looking up into the ceiling
Lewis only sighed as an answer. No way in hell could Lewis say it was because he looked like Nico that he was with him
Everybody in the paddock was surprised to see the two of them walking in together
Lewis was dressed fabulously as always where to Logan was dressed more casual. A plain white t-shirt and a pair of plain jeans
They didnât hold hands or somewhat else touch, but Lewis were talking to Logan, walking close, a hand on his lower back to guide him into the motorhome
Everybody looked an extra time when they saw the two of them together, but didnât dare to ask
âIt feels weirdâ Logan hummed, fidgeting with his hands as he stood in the middle of Lewisâ drivers room
Lewis stood up from the small couch, putting his hands on either side of Loganâs face, turning his head up to make him look at him, even if he was shorter
âYouâre fine, Logan. Okay?â Lewis hummed, pulling Logan in to hug him softly
That was the first time theyâve ever hugged
It felt good, Logan thought. He wouldnât mind if Lewis touched him some more
âThis is niceâ Logan mumbled into Lewisâ shoulder
âWhat was that, love?â Lewis asked softly
âNothingâ Logan smiled slightly, shaking his head softly
âYou did goodâ Logan hummed, standing close to Lewis in the elevator, other people standing in there as well
âI only gained one placeâ Lewis chuckled
âBetter than I ever wouldâveâ Logan sighed, looking into the ground âWouldâve probably crashed the first lapâ
âDonât say that, loveâ Lewis said, now standing in front of Logan, tilting his chin up
âItâs the truthâ Logan hummed, pushing past Lewis to exit the elevator at their floor, Lewis following quickly after
âI met Colapintoâ Logan sighed, changing into something more comfortable âHeâs a nice guyâ
Lewis was changing as well âYeahâ He hummed softly
âYouâre not going out?â Logan asked confused
âI would rather be here with youâ Lewis hummed, patting the bed bedside him, looking up at Logan
âYou should go outâ Logan insisted, but got into the bedside him, laying on his stomach, leaning on his elbows
âI could never find anyone as pretty as you out thereâ Lewis hummed, tugging a strand of Loganâs hair behind his ear
Lewis liked Loganâs hair, always had, but more when he grew it out longer. It reminded him of Nicoâs hair
Logan blushed deeply, but changed the subject quickly âDid they ask about us in any of the interviews?â He chocked out
âMhm. Yes. Said it had been going on for a few months and we kept it quiet, just like we planned, and then said that now was the perfect opportunity to make it officialâ Lewis explained, smiling softly up at Logan
âWe have to start being affectionate in public nowâ Logan sighed, turning his head away from Lewis, his hair falling down into his face again
âNot if you donât want toâ Lewis said, pushing Loganâs hair back behind his ear, turning his head by his chin
âNo, itâs fine. We can. Holding hands nâ stuffâ He leaned into Lewisâs touch unconsciously
âYouâre own paceâ Lewis said, his thumb outlining Loganâs bottom lip
Azerbaijan
Logan was hesitant as he walked into the paddock with Lewis, hooking his own little finger around Lewisâ softly, the only affection he was comfortable to give Lewis at the moment
Lewis looked up at Logan with soft eyes, smiling slightly, his little finger squeezing around Loganâs softly
Logan got lost in his thoughts, leaning into Lewisâ side softly as they walked into the Mercedes motorhome
All the stares from the people in the paddock had gotten to Logan, making him tired and overwhelmed
âC-can I get a hug?â Logan asked carefully as they entered Lewisâ drivers room
âSure. Anything you want, loveâ Lewis said, Logan immediately falling into Lewis arms, his own around the shorter manâs waist, hugging him tightly
âThe stares are getting to you, ainât they?â Lewis asked, Logan humming softly, his face shoved into the crook of Lewisâ neck
âIâm sorry, love. I shouldnât have dragged you into this. Iâm really sorryâ Lewis apologised, caressing Loganâs back softly
Logan shook his head softly âItâs fine, Lew⊠I just have to get used to itâ He said, pulling slightly back from the hug
âYou can always back out, Logan. I will still pay your rent, you just donât have to do anything for itâ Lewis said to him, feeling bad for everything he dragged him through
âLewis. Itâs fine. Besides, I will feel like Iâm taking advantage of youâ Logan said, walking over to sit on the couch
âYou Americans are so fucking weirdâ Lewis chuckled softly, going to the small bathroom
âYou brits are weird, I mean- have you seen yourself, Lando, George, Jenson⊠The list goes onâ Logan chuckled, his smile plastered back on his lips
âBut weâre hella fine, hm?â Lewis chuckled from the bathroom, his voice muffled
âYou sure as hell areâ Logan mumbled, leaning back against the couch, his eyes closed
âWhat you say, love?â Lewis hummed, walking out of the small bathroom
Logan tilted his head to look at Lewis again âI just agreed with youâ He smiled softly
âFucking shitâ Lewis groaned, slamming his drivers room door behind him, making Logan jump and yelp slightly
The race wasnât all that bad, but 7th to 9th wasnât exactly what he was aiming for, and with how uncomfortable Logan had been when they arrived, he felt like it was all his fault
âIâm sorry for slamming the doorâ Lewis said softly as he slumped down on the couch, drenched in sweat, panting softly
âItâs okayâ Logan hummed, sitting down beside Lewis on the couch, turning his body towards him
âNo itâs not. First I cause you so much uncomfortableness, and then I go and slam doors like I have no care for you-â Logan shut Lewisâ ramble up with a soft kiss to his lips
âItâs fine, Lewisâ Logan smiled softly, pulling away from him
âMhm. Yes. Fineâ Lewis stuttered, obviously flustered, his hands just kind of frozen in the air
âYou should go shower, Lewisâ Logan said, chuckling slightly at Lewisâ expression
âShower? Yes. Yeah. Sureâ Lewis nodded, nodding softly before standing up to go shower
Logan whined when Lewis had shut the door, leaning into the couch, covering his face with his hands, realising that he had kissed Lewis Hamilton
Logan Sargeant, a nobody, had kissed Lewis Hamilton, a seven-time world champion
Logan laid on his side on the bed, looking at Lewis who laid on his back, hands behind his head, looking up at the ceiling
Logan wanted to kiss Lewis again so damn bad. Wanting to feel his lips against his own again- longer this time. He wanted to feel his lips
âYou still mad about your result?â Logan asked instead
Lewis shrugged slightly âA littleâ He sighed, his bare chest rising and falling softly
âI wouldnât have dropped two places, only because I wouldâve started at the bottomâ Logan said, trying to make Lewis feel better
âYou wouldâve done your bestâ Lewis said, turning his head to look at the blond
âMy best is never go-â Logan yelped softly when Lewis took his jaw into his hand, kissing him firmly
Lewis pulled back, seeing a frozen Logan, staring at him shocked
âThat seems to shut you upâ Lewis chuckled, caressing Loganâs jaw softly âGuess Iâll just do that from now on when you talk bad about yourselfâ He added with a soft smirk
Singapore
At some point when Logan had realised Lewis would kiss him every time he talked bad about himself, he started doing it on propose
He felt slightly bad about it, but he would rather do that than actually ask Lewis to kiss him
The thought of asking for something- especially something like a kiss was frightening for him
Logan stood in the bathroom of the hotel, leaning over the sink, looking into it
âWhatâs wrong, love?â Lewis asked softly, stepping behind him, looking into the back of his head, admiring his hair
âYou think Iâm not good looking?â Logan asked softly âYou think Iâm ugly?â He knitted his eyebrows together
Lewis turned Loganâs head by his chin, kissing him, but Logan kept talking
âI see what people say about me-â Lewis kept kissing him, trailing down his jaw â-and how people say youâre way out of my league-â Lewis kissed down Loganâs neck â-And how that if I hadnât been driving, you wouldâve never looked twice at me-â Lewisâ hand went under Loganâs shirt, desperate to make him shut up â-Or how Iâm only using you for your money, which I am-â Lewisâ hand trailed down to the waistband of Loganâs shorts â-Or how youâre only with me because I look like Ni-â Logan shut himself up with a moan when Lewis palmed him through his shorts, his knees buckling slightly
âThatâs it. Keep your pretty little mouth shut if the only thing that comes out is negative things about yourselfâ Lewis said, about to move his hand away, but Logan pulled him back
âLove- we donât have to-â âKeep goingâ Logan said, bucking his hips into Lewisâ hand, hoping he would keep going
They have never gone this far in the three weeks- Logan had never actually been this far with anybody. It has only ever been him and his right hand
The new feeling had him whining and whimpering quicker than heâd like to admit
Lewis felt bad when he realised he had caught himself thinking about how Nico had made similar sounds when they were together
âLew- Pleaseâ Logan breathed, his head falling back, his hair touching Lewisâ shoulder, his hands on the the sink turning impossibly whiter from the force of his grip
âShh. I got you, loveâ Lewis cooed, removing his hand, causing Logan to whine softly, his head falling forward, his eyes closed
Lewis held Loganâs waist with his left hand, shoving his shorts down just enough with his right
Lewis leaned back, grip still on Loganâs waist, spitting in his other hand, attaching it loosely around Loganâs cock
Logan moaned loudly, his knees buckling, Lewisâ other arm coming around Loganâs body to hold him up
âYou okay, love?â Lewis asked softly, his hand still slow and loose around Loganâs cock
âMhm. Yesâ Logan nodded, whimpering his words out, his eyes screwed shut
âTell me to stop, and I willâ Lewis said, kissing Loganâs neck softly, his hand going a little faster and firmer around him
Logan couldnât reply to Lewisâ words, his mouth only spitting out loud moans, a stuttered pants
Logan was close embarrassingly fast. Lewis was that good
âNothing to be embarrassed about, loveâ Lewis hummed, leaving wet trails up and down Loganâs neck, watching as his thighs shook slightly and his knees bucking slightly
âP-please, Lew. âM close- pleaseâ Logan begged in a moan
Lewis didnât say anything, his thumb just going over Loganâs slit which cause the blond to tip over, moaning Lewisâ name as he came
Cum landing on Lewisâ hand, Loganâs shirt, some on the floor and even some on the sink
If Lewisâ grip around Loganâs body wasnât as tight as it was, Logan wouldâve probably fallen to the ground, his legs giving out under him
Lewis had gotten Logan cleaned and changed into something else before he laid into the bed, pulling Logan into his arms softly
âI should talk badly about myself more if thatâs what happensâ Logan chuckled tiredly, clinging onto Lewisâ waist, the warm skin radiating against his own slightly colder body
âYou could also just askâ Lewis said, kissing the top of Loganâs head softly. Feels just like- No.
âAsk? Ask for something? Donât think soâ Logan chuckled âMaybe it will be your good luck charm for tomorrowâ He sighed, kissing Lewisâ chest softly
Logan stayed at Lewisâ apartment doing the break after Singapore, wanting to spend time with Lewis, but not feeling Like going on vacation or inviting Lewis to Florida
Logan went down to gather the mail, feeling like it was the least he could do while Lewis was cooking for them both
He saw Nico standing there as well, checking his mail
Logan thought about just turning around and leaving, gathering it later, but Nico had already seen him, saying a small âhiâ to him
He returned the greeting, checking Lewisâ mail as well, having been told what he should save and what to just throw out
âYou know, heâs only with you because you look like meâ Nico said, no hint of hesitation in his voice
âEverybodyâs been saying thatâ Logan chuckled, not once believing it
Nico was amused by Loganâs nonchalant response âHeâs been doing it for years, Loganâ Nico sighed
Logan looked up at Nico, seeing him already looking at him âHeâs not just with me because of thatâ He said, smile faded to an almost frown
âIâm sorry, Logan. He canât help himselfâ Nico shrugged âHeâs got a type. Never wondered why his partners has always looked like me after I broke up with him?â
âHeâs notâŠâ Logan shook his head slightly, lips quivering, eyes glazed with tears
âIâm sorry, Loganâ Nico sighed, patting him softly on the shoulder before he left Logan to stand alone in his thoughts
Logan was poking at his food, barely eating it. Staring down like it had personally attacked him
âI can make something different for you if you donât like the foodâ Lewis suggested to Logan
âNo. The foodâs fineâ Logan hummed, still not looking up at Lewis
âWhatâs wrong, my love?â Lewis asked concerned, putting his hand on top of Loganâs, but Logan quickly stood up, removing his hand from Lewisâ
âIâm going to bedâ Was the only thing Logan said before he left, slamming door shut softly
This confused Lewis. Logan always ate the food, he never slammed doors, he always waited for Lewis to go to bed before he did, never left the table without cleaning up after himself
Lewis got himself into bed quietly, putting a hand on Loganâs arm who was laying so he faced away from Lewis, but he pushed Lewisâ hand away
âAre you mad at me?â Lewis pouted softly, his heart aching when he got no answer âIâm sorry for whatever I didâ He hummed, staring into the back of Logan
Lewis woke up to an empty bed, barely having gotten anything to sleep
This also confused Lewis. Logan always waited for Lewis to wake up before he did himself. He barely allowed himself to go the bathroom if Lewis wasnât awake
âLove?â Lewis asked, his voice husky. He heard soft shuffling from the living room, so he went there, seeing Logan sitting on the couch but with the tv turned off
âYouâre mad at me, and I donât know why, but I want to make it better, and I canât do that if you donât tell me what I didâ Lewis sighed, fidgeting with the strings of his sweatpants
âAre you only with me because I look like Nico?â Lewis went to kiss Logan, but the blond put a hand on Lewisâ mouth, pushing him away âIâm serious, Lewisâ
Lewis swallowed a lump in his throat âIt was like that in the start, yes-â Logan stood up from the couch abruptly
âGod. Youâre unbelievableâ Logan scoffed, looking down at where Lewis was now sitting on the couch
âI thought that there was actually something between us, but Iâm just his fucking lookalike who you decided to try and get into the pants of because you couldnât get the original meat. You fucking manipulated me, Lewisâ Logan said, almost yelled, panting heavily
âNo, no, love. Please, let me explainâ Lewis said, standing up again, stepping closer to Logan, who took a step back in result
âI donât want your fucking explanationâ Logan cursed, tears rolling down his face
âLove-â âDonât fucking call me thatâ Logan wasnât much of a curser. He had probably cursed more doing this conversation than the last 3 years
âI arranged with Max to be at his place before I fly back to Floridaâ Logan sighed
âNo, Logan- please. Iâll take the couch, the floor- whatever, just please. I need you to stayâ Lewis begged, his voice quivering
âWhy? So you can imagine that itâs Nico laying in your bed instead?â Logan scoffed âYou can keep my stuffâ He got his jacket and left
Lewis softly fell to his knees, tears silently streaming down his face âPlease. I love you. I love you so muchâ He whispered to himself, praying to god that Logan would just come back
Texas
Sleepless nights causing bags under his eyes, days without eating, causing his whole body to ache, but he didnât care, his mind was clouded by him, and him only
Lewis was sure he hadnât slept prober or eaten a proper meal since Logan left him
He had sent Logan multiple texts, asking him to just listen and explain, which none was returned- not even seen
âItâs a bummer to not see Logan here today. Why isnât he with you?â Itâs the first question Lewis gets asked in the media pen
âOh, um⊠Weâre not together anymoreâ Lewis answered, a yawn trying to fight through his lips
âReally? Why not?â The journalist asked curious, not seeing the tiredness on Lewis
âWeâre just working some things outâ This is your time âWe left at a bad place, and things were said, but Iâm really trying to fight and get him back. I really love him with every inch of my bodyâ He explained
âWell, I hope it works out for you two in the endâ
Lewis scrambled to get back to the Mercedes motorhome, but he didnât get to his drivers room
He settled behind the hospitality instead, sliding down the wall, his knees pulled up to his chest, tears silently streaming down his face
âNot like you to cry over a guyâ Lewis laughed hurt as he leaned his head back against the wall, seeing Nico out the corner of his eye
âYou asked me what I saw in you back in â16. Back then, I saw paradise- the love of my life. Now? I see a fucking sadist, thriving on the pain you cause meâ Lewis spat, not looking directly at Nico âI know it was you who told him itâ
âItâs true, no?â Nico sighed, leaning against the wall
âIt was. In the start, that was why. We both got something out of it. But now? I fucking love him, Nicoâ He turned his head to look at the German âAnd now Iâm not sure I can get him back because you like seeing me get torturedâ
âI-Iâm sorry, Lewis. If I had known how down bad you were for him-â âYou donât give a shitâ Lewis was standing up now
âYou only ever think about yourself, and yourself onlyâ Lewis scoffed, pushing past Nico to walk away
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