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It was the second week of pre testing and the weather had taken a turn for the worst. The track was flooded and the session had been postponed. I was walking down the paddock, trying to find people to interview.

I'd spoken to Daniel and Esteban, managed to get a few quick words from Zac Brown and I got to have a decent chat with Christian Horner. The rain was becoming relentless, if given up with my umbrella after one of the arms snapped. My hood was only doing so much and I resembled a drowned cat.

My phone chimes and I took it out of my pocket, receiving a text from my boss. He told me to take a break until the rain eased up. I walked down behind the back of the paddock to go get a cup of coffee and dry off as best as I could.

"Hey beautiful." I turned around to see Sebastians head poking out of the back door of the Ferrari garage. He reached his arm out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me inside before anyone saw. He led me into his drivers room and closed the door before wrapping his arms around me, holding me tight. I buried my head into his chest; his body he's immediately warming me up. A gentle kiss was pressed on top of my head before Seb walked over to his bag and got a pair of his joggers and a Ferrari top out.

"Put these on meine liebe. You're going to get sick otherwise," he said passing me the clothes. I thanked him as I peeled off my drenched clothes and replaced them with his, he knew I loved wearing his clothes. They smelt like him and it brought me a lot of comfort. I used my fingers to rake my soggy hair into a messy bun.

"You look so sexy in red." I smiled, feeling the heat in my cheeks increase. We sat down on the sofa in the corner of the room, I curled up in his lap, my head nestled into his neck. Sen placed his Ferrari jacket over my lap as a makeshift blanket.

"Your laps looked good this morning," I said, my eyes darting up to his face, his eyebrows were furrowed, eyes staring at the bare wall.

"Yeah until I red flagged the session," he grumbled before letting out a hefty sigh. I frowned and sat up properly. I'd noticed recently he had started being a lot more self conscious and critical about himself, especially over little things that wouldn't normally matter.

"It was only red flagged because of the gravel. You spun just like many other drivers have." He was staring down at our entwined fingers, he was fiddling with one of the rings on my finger.

"Hey... my love?" His eyes slowly met mine, they were heavy and clearly full of worry. "You are an amazing and talented driver. A four time world champion! Even the greatest drivers in history; Senna, Prost, Schumacher they all make mistakes. Whether it's spinning out, crashing into a barrier at Monaco or losing it in the gravel at the pit entrance. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself, no one else is being this critical, so neither should you. Just take a breath and relax."

He rested his forehead against mine and let out a shaky breath. I ran my fingers through his hair knowing he loved the feeling of my nails on his scalp.

"I don't deserve you princess, you're too good for me. No one else would put up with this," he mumbled, almost at a whisper. I pressed a harsh kiss to his lips, wanting to emit every ounce of love I had for him through my lips. As we pulled away I took his cheeks in my hands and looked him in his crystal blue eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere Seb, okay? You deserve me, you deserve the entire world. You don't have to worry about us. I can tell you have been but I promise you that I'm here for the long run. You're my forever Sebastian."

The sadness slowly left his face and was replaced by the smile that could light up a whole race track.

"There's my happy handsome man." He chuckled and pressed his lips against mine.

"I love you so much (Y/N)," he mumbled against my lips before kissing me again. Seb pulled my leg so I was straddling him properly.

"Seb..." I warned.

"It'll be fine princess," he whispered between kisses, his hands sliding down my sides and squeezing my arse. I raked my fingers through his hair, grinding my hips causing a moan to escape his throat. As his hand slid underneath my top the door swung wide open.

"Hey Seb- oh god sorry... (Y/N)?" Charles stammered. I leapt off of Sebastians lap and brushed my top down, Charles staring in shock.

"I wasn't here..." he said quickly before rushing out, the door slamming behind him. I turned around and raised my eyebrows at him. His face was the same shade as his top but he had a smug grin, making it obvious he didn't care at all.

"It'll be fine princess," I said imitating his voice. He chuckled and pulled me back into his lap, pressing a kiss to the side of my head.

"Hey at least he will stop making flirty eyes when you was past the garage!" I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

I put my damp coat on and gave Seb a quick kiss before leaving his room and sneaking out of the garage through the back. I walked outside to a clear sunny sky, as if it hadn't rained at all. The track was being dried off as best as possible so the session could start again.

I looked over to see Charles chatting to a journalist, his eyes flicked over and he shot me a wink. I smiled and put my finger to my lips, knowing our secret was safe with him.