Rey

You didn't need to be known by anyone to be successful, had no public social media accounts and certainly had no fame to show for your success in your job. But you were happy with that, being known and having paparazzi following you around 24/7 wasn't exactly your style, or idea of fun.

Then came Kimi.

You worked on George's car, that was almost a relief when the young driver joined the team. He was annoyingly good looking, like frustratingly so! And, while he never talked to you directly, was kind, funny (even if he terrorised the team) and awfully good at racing too.

Even if you should, technically, be supporting George, you probably shouted the loudest when Kimi got his first podium and genuinely was a little nervous about any crashes or unlucky qualifying sessions.

Kimi never noticed, not because he didn't see you, but more so your...invisible tendencies.

The way you were consumed with work all the time, falled into the background of wirring engines and changing car set ups before practice sessions.

You were just another engineer, one that was dedicated to her job and didn't stand out between any of the rest.

Well...that's what he thought last year at least.

Somehow you became more...prevalent in his life.

Stood out.

2026 brought new regulations, new cars and a chance for Kimi to absolutely thrive in a car that seemed to suit him so perfectly well. Annoyingly enough you noticed these things, how the car was obviously more suited to him then George, how the team swayed more towards him.

Actually you noticed a whole lot more than just that...but let's pretend non of that was on your mind.

"The front wing needs to be adjusted when he comes into the pits and— Y/n, are you even listening to me right now?" Your coworker waved her hand in front of your face.

"H-huh? Oh yeah, right, mhm." Snapping back into reality, you peeled your eyes away from the timing screen and back to her.

"You were doing that thing again."

"What 'thing?'"

"The one where you stare at the timing screen like your gonna kiss the damn thing."

"Excuse me?"

"Girl you heard what I said."

She shrugged and sighed before listing out what she had meant to actually tell you, even if every so often she side eyed you to make sure you were genuinely paying attention to what she was saying.

After the adjustments, talking and having to try and put all your brain cells together and try and make this damn car work, your coworker was back at your side.

"You look like a stalker." She commented, her brows furrowing as if trying to decipher how to make an f1 car not break down every race. Only this time you were the F1 car and instead of braking down, you were..distracted.

"He's apart of the team."

"Wrong side of the garage, babe."

"...be quiet."

Meanwhile, Kimi had already been the garage for about five minutes already, his car not working exactly right enough to bring out its full potential yet.

He poked one of his engineers, who promptly turned around.

"Who is that?" He knew your face, said brief hellos while walking past eachother in a hurry, but never actually stood and talked more than a few words in passing.

"Y/n?" The engineer questioned, he waved over at you, you politely smiled and waved back. "One of the engineers that works on George's car, though I wouldn't say she's the most outgoing person."

"Hm." Kimi made a mental note of you, your name. Because who was he if not an absolute terror to his team? Even if you weren't his engineer, still apart of the team!

Because Kimi Antonelli made it his personal mission to bother you.

At first?

He hovered in George's half of the garage, talking to him whenever they were both in the pits at the same time during practice. Though every now and then you'd catch him looking your way?

You'd convinced yourself he was looking over at the screens you were stood somewhat near...even if you literally made eye contact with him and, embarrassingly enough, flushed and looked away.

You could practically hear the smug look on his face.

Bugging George became hovering near the back where you were, his excuse being that "it's quieter back here, easier to think."

It was not quiet anywhere in this garage.

Not with Kimi around.

"Shouldn't you be getting ready to get back in the car?" You pretended to be focused on one of the many screens, as if that was keeping your focus at all.

"They don't need me right now."

Despite trying your hardest to ignore it, you could see that cheeky smirk out of the corner of your eye.

A terror is what you would describe Kimi Antonelli.

"Kimi-" Just as you were about to protest, he leaned over and pointed at something on the screen and started asking questions.

"You're an f1 driver."

"So?"

"So you should know what that is."

"I'm 19."

The look of bewilderment made him giggle, which made you're face flush and a weird fuzzy feeling rise in your stomach.

Funnily enough Kimi was called away soon after, back to the practice session he went.

The rest of the weekend went awfully similar, Kimi found more and more excuses to hover and ask stupid questions. Even when media duties called, somehow it wasn't long before he would stick right back against your side.

Even when you were busy, having to focus on the car, whenever Kimi was around he would somehow get in the way! Arguably it was starting to get more irritating more than it was originally a little sweet.

"You really aren't helping, Kimi."

"Who said I was meant to be helping?"

"Kimi."

"What?"

Somehow you didn't have the heart to tell him off.

And it only got worse.

He would ask to hang out between races, whenever either of you had a few spare minutes of free time. You got silly messages every other day (how he got your number you didn't know.) and if he wasn't bothering you, he certainly was bothering someone else.

until one day, he asked to meet up again...except it really wasn't what you expected.

Y/n

Y/n I guess he liked me?

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GeorgeRussell what did I tell you?

Y/n I DIDNT THINK YOU WERE SERIOUS MAN.

GeorgeRussell I told you so.

Y/n 😒

KimiAntonelli ti amo 🩵

Y/n love you too 🩷

friend3 never thought you'd get a boyfriend first.

Y/n and i never thought you'd actually get into racing but here we are!