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No wonder I cry all the time because he never come to me. He's a slow burn, and I'm a f*** fire. We just….. at different speeds.
Oh, no! Does this mean we aren't meant to be together???
(Eyes fill with tears)
This is a DISASTER!!!
This is wonderful news!
Love… not now.
I think this is the first good news in the last few months.
My heart is broken…
Oh, you poor thing! But I know how to heal it. Come on…
(Alfons dragged me away)
(Victor cutely surprised)
What were they talking about?
I need to defend Vivi. He's not slow. Vivi is slow only in terms of love relationships, but in general he is quite quick-witted and extremely proactive.
A Little scene... around 220 words
Alfons / Ellis / Jude / Irina
I still have no idea how to write Jude. So he's just rude, without his unique accent.
I sat down at the table, pouting. Ally looked at me for a while, and then asked, teasingly.
What happened to my kitten?
Angry.
Really? How interesting. What did I do this time?
Not you. Jude.
Jude, who was sitting across from me, looked at me with mild surprise, as if asking: "Wha?"
Two cards in one week. Do you really want to make up for ignoring me two years or something?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
He went back to reading his newspaper.
You've ruined everything! The draw was the 50th…. I should have gotten Ally's card, not yours!
Jude looked at Ally.
Keep your crazy bird in check.
Why should I?
She's crazy. Of course you have to. Be responsible.
She is free to do whatever she pleases.
You're both crazy!
Don't call Ally crazy!
Jude shook his head. I kept sulking, completely unhappy with how the conversation went. And suddenly…
Boop!
I turned to him.
Did you just boop my nose?
Instead of answering, he did it again…
Boop!
What if I do the same thing?
You can try it…
I raised my hand, but he avoided any attempt to touch him. The desire to get to him was so strong that I completely forgot about everything else. And very soon we were running and laughing.
They're so cute!
You mean noisy!
Yes, Jude came to me in this bloody gacha.
So… as a person who keeps her word, I'm giving up on Ally's bloody card. I'd better try to get Willy's card.
He's so pretty... And he hasn't come to me for a while… maybe he's more willing to come. He usually does...
Ally looked pointedly at William.
William just smiled, as if to say, "Try to stop me."
Jude snorted.
I'll take it back. She's not crazy. She's damn smart!
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I found an unfinished Carlando draft from last year! Some notes at the end so you can have a peek into how my writing process works 🤭✍🏼
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I even had an aesthetic ready, wow 😔
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Lando smiled as he held up the camera, snapping a photo of Carlos taking a photo of him on his phone. His boyfriend had been granted an extra day off before flying to Italy for all his Ferrari Monza duties, and they’d spent the whole of yesterday wrapped up in Lando’s bed together.
Ferrari were strict on a normal race weekend, but with Monza, the Scuderia home race, they turned it up to eleven. Carlos was off-limits once they stepped off the plane and would remain so other than their unavoidable shared space over the weekend such as the driver’s parade on Sunday. They weren’t even allowed to share a hotel room over the weekend, hence why they’d made the most of the day before.
What infuriated them both the most this year in particular was that Sunday was Carlos’ birthday. They’d both had a whine about it when the calendar first got released and they’d immediately known it would be an issue. Not even the fact it was Carlos’ final Monza race as a Ferrari driver was enough to change anything.
The sooner Carlos was free from their strict rules, the better.
Lando wasn’t a complete dickhead though and so had arranged for Max to come to the race and spend his free time with instead. His best friend had jumped at the chance given he’d missed both his wins so far, and truth be told, Lando wanted him in the garage even if he’d been able to be with Carlos at night. Max helped keep his head on straight, wasn’t ever afraid to tell him like it is, and Lando could rant to him as much as he liked because he’d just sit and listen and then make him laugh with his sarcasm.
Max would share his hotel room because he slept like shit on his own.
“We still going for dinner Sunday?” Lando asked, stretching out his legs to rest them in Carlos’ lap opposite him. His boyfriend automatically placed a grounding hand on his ankle, stroking his thumb on the skin showing between his socks and the bottom of his jeans.
“I’ll make sure of it. Depending on the outcome of the race it might be later, but they cannot keep me captive the whole evening. My father will not allow it, even if it is my last year.”
Lando snorted, imagining Carlos Sr bodily dragging his son out of the Ferrari debrief because he had a birthday dinner to get to.
“Fuck, I’m so pleased my birthday isn’t during a race week this year.” He said it offhandedly but he caught Carlos tensing up.
“Me also, cariño.” He was looking out the window but Lando saw his throat move as he swallowed. He instantly moved out of his seat to sit sideways in Carlos’ lap, warm and gentle hands securing his waist as he moved one of his own to cup Carlos’ jaw.
“That is never happening again. I took on too much and paid the price. Andrea actually yelled at me for it and he never does that.”
Carlos nodded, resting their foreheads together. “I’m sorry you can’t be with me this weekend.”
“Me too, querido. But once debriefs are all done, we’ve got a week off all to ourselves anyway.”
“And then the fly-aways start again.”
“And then the fly-aways start again,” Lando echoed. “Can’t wait to spoon you in first class and nap the flight time away.”
He felt Carlos’ soft huff against his cheek. “Are you ever going to listen to my jet lag advice?”
“You know how fucked my sleep schedule already is. I can never keep up with whatever strict schedules you manage to pull off. What’s wrong with sleeping and then just running it off at the destination?”
Carlos stroked a hand through his hair. “You are so weird.”
Lando grinned. “One of us has to be!”
Carlos hummed, chasing a kiss.
~ END OF UNFINISHED DRAFT ~
Notes:
Title: in this and every life I choose us every time
Summary: It’s Carlos’ birthday, Carlos’ last race in Italy for Ferrari (need to finish)
Carlando Monza Carlos birthday fluff
Song: Carry You Home (feat. Ella Henderson) by Alex Warren, Ella Henderson.
Carlos’ 30th birthday
Lando is the same age Carlos was when he joined McLaren and when Lando joined F1
Lando teases him that he’s old
They can’t stay together in Monza as it’s Ferrari’s home turf and there’s strict team rules and customs. Lando invites Max F instead as he can’t sleep alone and Max is a bit jealous Martin was at Zandvoort for his win.
The scene from the video where they’re all teasing Carlos about forgetting his birthday. Lando’s wearing shorts as an extra tease as he can't really see Carlos away from the track.
Lando gets pole and Carlos is glad it was Lando if it wasn't him and he can win the race again on the Sunday.
Oscar invites Lily (best friend) as he's a bit down over losing Logan (which explains his weird mood over the weekend). Alex is pissed over Logan and flies with Oscar.
Lando has Max and Oscar has Lily and Carlos has his family and the Tifosi.
FINISH ✍🏼
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Thought I’d share while I’m busy with my ongoing works in progress 🧡
Me: After finishing your route, I have something to tell you, Ellis!
Ellis: What is it?
Me: You need to eat something other than bread!
Ellis: Why?
Me: When you get older, you'll thank me.
Ellis (pouting): But I love bread…
Me (exhaling): Your beautiful body needs proteins, your beautiful head needs carbohydrates, and your beautiful hair and skin need vitamins. Bread is not enough for this.
Ellis (deep in thought): Does that make you happy?
Me (exhaling again): Yes, when you're healthy, I'm happy…
Ellis (beaming): Okay… I will do that.
Me (mumbling to myself): Why do I even bother to say it in other words?..