#*/ ob87

[tthesongofachilless]

stealing a redbull from the redbull hospitality in broad daylight

[pastryfication]

pretty world — chapter one

her move to london was supposed to be her fresh start. an opportunity to find herself anew in a place where nobody knew her name. but just as she finds herself settling in, ollie bearman happens. and despite her reservations, he barrels past every one of her well-built walls and ruins her plans.

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The professor was droning on and on in front of the screen. The principle he was enthusiastically explaining had made perfect sense when she learned about it in her native language, but in English, the words seemed to jumble together, and she had given up in following along already at the beginning of the lecture. Now, she was just doodling away in her notebook, trying to look interested in what the elderly man was rambling on about.

Her first week in London had been good. Quiet and uneventful, but good. A few girls from her class had invited her to eat lunch the other day, and just like that, she was starting to grow her social cycle in the British capital.

She had been good at adapting, at figuring out all the new, unfamiliar social cues. All her years of quiet, polite smiles seemed to finally be paying oL in a way that gave her fruition.

When the professor finally started packing up his things, signalling the end of the lecture, she was quick on her feet, moving out the room quicker than anyone else.

The building was busy, students lining all the hallways as she made her way out. She had study hall later, but until then, she was completely free.

For a minute, she considered texting one of her new friends to get a coffee, but she was afraid to push, to overstep in the still new connections, so instead her finger found way to her saved favourites and tapped her brother’s name.

Lorenzo picked up after two rings, a smile evident in his voice. “Hello,” a bit of shuLling was heard on his line. “Did my little sister finally decide to call her favourite brother?”

“Hi, Enzo.” She laughed softly. “Sorry I haven’t called earlier.”

“I was just joking, don’t worry. I’m taking the lack of contact as a good sign. Are you settling in good?”

“Yeah, I think I am.” She hesitated for a moment, looking around her at the grey skies threatening overhead the big park area. “Everything’s so diLerent from home ... and yeah, I don’t really know anyone, but it’s also nice.”

Lorenzo’s voice was soft through the line, and she could almost imagine the overbearing big brother smile he was wearing. “It’s okay to find it hard at first.”

“No, it’s not hard.” She looked down at her worn out sneakers. The tops were getting wet from the damp grass. “I just have to find my place here, I guess.”

He sighed good-naturedly in a way that made it easy to imagine his facial expression. “If you say so... just remember, you don’t have to prove anything. Not to me. Not to anyone else.”

She sucked in a deep breath at his words, but her resolve remained the same till the subject inevitably changed.

-

She chatted with her brother all the way back to her room, revelling in the company, before they said their goodbyes and she promised to call both Arthur and their mother before long.

She was the kind of person who enjoyed her own space, but the silence in her tiny student apartment felt so overwhelming that she almost regretted not signing up for a roommate, just to have someone, no matter how unfamiliar, to fill the silence that threaten to strangle her every time she stepped inside.

As the unwelcome feeling overwhelmed her, the small slip of paper sitting on her kitchen counter seemed to suddenly be the only thing she could focus on. It was a small slip, ripped oL the corner of a napkin and crinkled from being carried around in her pocket. On it was a scribbled number so crooked that it could only have been written by a teenage boy.

Ollie had handed it to her with a crooked smile and a “Call me if you ever get lonely or need a tour guide.”, paired with an awkward scratch at the back of his head.

She was originally going to throw it out as soon as she came home, but something in her had stopped, and put it there instead.

Ollie had been nice. Welcoming and open, but still a bit shy and held-back in a so charming way that she hadn’t been able to stop smiling throughout the night. Had he been any other guy, she would have been over the moon to get his number after such a great evening. But he wasn’t. He was everything she was trying to avoid. Everything she was desperately trying to escape.

It wasn’t his fault that his job and everything it brought was so sensitive for her. It wasn’t his fault that she had been so exposed to the spotlight that she had grown to resent every innocent photographer and fan who just wanted to feel close to their idol.

She hadn’t chosen that life, and maybe because of that, because the only conscience choice she had made was to get away from the high speed, over exposed life of Formula 1, it felt so much more wrong to contact a boy who stood for all that. (No matter how cute he looked with his messy hair and goofy grin)

But still, despite that, she didn’t throw out the slip.

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Ollie was waiting for a call. He tried to pretend he wasn’t, but he couldn’t stop the way his thoughts kept drifting back to her; to her soft smile, the way she nervously twisted her hair and most importantly, the way he hadn’t stopped smiling the entire night.

He thought they had connected, thought she had felt the same, but apparently not.

Wouldn’t she have called or texted him if she did?

He had never been very caught up in the idea of love or crushes, no, karting had always been his entire life, but this was as if destiny had handed him the perfect girl on a silver platter.

What were the odds of him connecting with the sister of one of his coming colleagues—and on top of that one that had been nothing but welcoming to him? It seemed almost too good to be true. She would be able to understand his world like none of his former girlfriends had.

But it was too good to be true. He was getting ahead of himself. He knew that. But wasn’t that better than not giving it a chance at all? It seemed to be what she was doing, and he would be lying if he said it didn’t make him a bit frustrated.

He was driving to Haas’s location in Oxfordshire with his dad a few weeks later to prepare for the season, but until then, he was staying with some friends in London to get the teenage experience before he started his real grown-up job.

Maybe that was what his frustration stemmed from. Stress. Insecurity.

Why wouldn’t she just call him?

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[indiassworld]

bearnelli 💛

bearnelli?

Bearnelli.

[cheftsunoda]

young, dumb & in love — ob87

smau + blurbs

ollie bearman x !leclerc sibling reader

charles leclerc x !sister reader

ollie is in love with the youngest leclerc and no one knows except the two of them

fc : fatherkels

not proofread

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everyonelovesvivi

los angeles, california 📍

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everyonelovesvivi : LA with my loves @/chanel 🩵 shop the spring ‘25 collection now

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charles_leclerc : beautiful mon cœur! but when are you coming home?:(

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everyonelovesvivi : getting on the plane soon cha

arthur_leclerc : we better be your first stop

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arthur_leclerc : and i expect gifts since i was not allowed on this trip

everyonelovesvivi : guys i was gone for like two weeks but i will see you soon i promise

charles_leclerc : two weeks too long

lorenzotl : ma belle petite soe!

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everyonelovesvivi : je t’aime enzooooo❤️

alexandrasaintmleux : i am so in love with you 😻

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everyonelovesvivi : the actual love of my life

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charles_leclerc : um im right here ???

everyonelovesvivi : i will make her a leclerc before you do

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lando : pretty viv

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everyonelovesvivi: aye get this cougar away from me

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lando : so you like cougars?🧎🏼‍♂️

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arthur_leclerc : currently having someone ban lando from the internet

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kimi.antonelli : così sbalorditivo🤩

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charles_leclerc : i speak italian too. OUT. NOW.

kikagomes : lordddd you are so beautiful it is insane

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everyonelovesvivi : come gimme a kiss angel

pierregasly : can your brothers put a leash on you? save some women for the rest of us

everyonelovesvivi : no but kika can 😈

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arthur_leclerc : going to jump off the nearest bridge now

francolapinto : Qué linda, déjame sacarte y tratarte bien.😻😻

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charles_leclerc : @/carlossainz55 what does this mean

carlossainz55 : So pretty. Let me take you out and treat you right.

francolapinto : snitch

carlossainz55 : padel when you get back???

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everyonelovesvivi : obvi carlitos

alexalbon : not without me!!

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everyonelovesvivi: bring my lily

olliebearman : pretty girl

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everyonelovesvivi : such a cutie pie

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charles_leclerc : just delete this whole post please. i cannot spend all day scolding people in your comments

arthur_leclerc : i can. keep it up. i like to argue

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your pov!

I had barely dropped my suitcase in the hallway when the doorbell rang. I didn’t even have time to change out of my hoodie and Chanel slides. I opened the door, and there he was — all curls, crooked grin, and carrying my favorite overpriced coffee order.

“Missed you,” Ollie said, stepping inside before I could even close the door. He leaned down to kiss me, but I dodged.

“Wait—someone might—”

“Vivienne!” Arthur’s voice echoed through the apartment hallway. “Heard you’re back! We brought snacks!”

We. That means both of them.

I looked at Ollie. He blinked. “What the hell is he doing here?” I hissed.

He raised both hands. “You told me they wouldn’t be back until tomorrow!”

“Yeah, well, apparently they lied.”

A knock followed by the sound of the door unlocking. Oh my god. Of course Charles still has a key.

I shoved Ollie toward my bedroom. “Closet. Now.”

His eyes widened. “Viv, I literally just got here.”

“Do you want to die before your next race? Closet. Go.”

He disappeared into my room just as Charles walked in with Arthur trailing behind him, both holding bakery bags and suspicious eyes.

“You look… guilty,” Charles narrowed his eyes.

“I look jet-lagged,” I replied, snatching a croissant. “Thanks for breaking into my home.”

Arthur peered around. “Anyone here?”

I nearly choked. “Why would someone be here?”

“You always FaceTime us when you land,” Charles said slowly. “You didn’t this time. Suspicious.”

“Or I was tired and wanted to shower and sleep without being grilled about my skincare routine.”

There was a loud thump from my bedroom. Arthur’s eyes darted toward the hallway.

“That was… the suitcase. It fell. Clumsy me.”

Charles started walking toward the room.

“NOPE!” I intercepted. “You are not going in there. I have laundry and unpacking and—girl stuff.”

That stopped them. Barely.

Arthur wrinkled his nose. “Gross.”

Charles raised a brow. “You sure everything’s okay?”

Behind me, I prayed Ollie wasn’t currently sneezing in my closet or accidentally stepping on a rogue high heel.

I forced a smile. “Never better.”

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The door finally shut with a click, followed by the sound of footsteps fading down the hallway. I didn’t move. I waited a beat… two… then sprinted to my bedroom and flung the closet door open. Ollie was half-squatting between a pile of shoes and a hanging rail of dresses, eyes wide, hair slightly sticking up, and holding one of my pink fuzzy heels like it had been his emotional support item.

They gone?” he whispered.

“Gone,” I exhaled.

He flopped onto the floor like he’d just won a war. “I saw my life flash before my eyes when Arthur mentioned noise.”

“You’re the one who stepped on my hair curler!”

“You’re the one who has traps in their closet!”

I smacked him with a throw pillow. He grabbed it mid-swat and pulled me down next to him.

“I can’t believe you made me hide like some side character in a teen movie,” he muttered, resting his head on my shoulder. “I drive just like them!”

“You’re lucky you’re not driven over by my brothers.”

He snorted. “If Arthur ever finds out I was hiding in here, I think he might actually try to fight me.”

“Arthur would lose. But dramatically.”

“And Charles?”

I paused. “Charles would smile politely, go completely silent, and then ruin your life in a hundred passive-aggressive ways over the next five years.”

He groaned. “You’ve got such a terrifying family.”

“You’re the one who wanted to date a Leclerc,” I teased, poking his side.

He looked up at me and smirked. “Yeah. And I’d do it again.”

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everyonelovesvivi

monaco 📍

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everyonelovesvivi : back home means back on my bs and back with my beloveds

(ty to whoever sent me this meme on twitter ily) (its not worth it😰)

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charles_leclerc : what is this meme??! i do not understand

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charles_leclerc : mon chèri please delete that before ferrari sees it and posts it 5 times

scuderiaferrari : she already sent me it! thanks viv

everyonelovesvivi: ofc admin!

alexandrasaintmleux : missed you sm my angel

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alexalbon : “back on my bs” means beating my ass in padel and then flirting with my girlfriend

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everyonelovesvivi : exactly

lilymhe : love you pretty gal

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kikagomes : you ate that fit down mama

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lando : you’ve been back for what… a week? and i still haven’t seen you😀🔫

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everyonelovesvivi : literally asked you to lunch yesterday and you said you were busy…okay mr celebrity

maxfewtrell : he does it to me too

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lando : oh so its just a lando hate train now???

isackhadjar : belle fille❤️

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charles_leclerc : not you too. no more rookies allowed.

kimi.antonelli : heyyyy viviii😍

jackdoohan : Viv! Dinner sometime??

olliebearman : the prettiest girl in the world

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gabrielbortoleto_ : 😻😻😻

charles_leclerc : god damnit max come get your kids

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Ollie’s across the court, spinning the racket in that cocky, show-off way that I would find annoying — if I wasn’t hopelessly in love with him.

“Ready, rookie?” I call out with a smirk.

Carlos snorts. “You’re actually terrifying. You’ve got Charles’ obsession with winning and Arthur’s reckless aim.”

Alex groans from beside him. “Yeah, and somehow that combo always ends with me getting hit in the knee.”

“I don’t aim for you,” I say sweetly, bouncing the ball once. “That’s just a bonus.”

I serve hard, and the ball flies past Alex with satisfying precision. He lets out an exaggerated ugh as he stumbles sideways.

“Can you two not flirt mid-game?” he mutters. “Some of us are trying to survive.”

Ollie jogs up to the net, grinning at me, cheeks flushed. “You’re kind of hot when you’re competitive.”

I raise an eyebrow. “Kind of?”

He leans in, just enough so Carlos can definitely hear, and murmurs, “Okay, really hot.”

Carlos groans dramatically. “This is worse than Charles and his guitar phase. I’m getting flashbacks.”

Alex drops his racket entirely. “Am I the only one who came here to play padel and not witness a make out session?”

I turned to face Alex with a smile. “You’re just mad that you are losing.”

“We’re literally tied,” Alex snaps causing Carlos to chuckle.

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carlossainz55 : invite someone who knows how to cook (me)

everyonelovesvivi : you just want leftovers

alexalbon : i was shouting KISS the entire time

everyonelovesvivi : not the ideal hard launch situation

alexandrasaintmleux : will keep charles off the internet as long as possible🫡

everyonelovesvivi: u da best

arthur_leclerc : why was “just kiss already” heard in the background???

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“This is either going to end in an amazing dinner or a fire,” I mutter as Ollie stares at the chopping board like it just insulted him.

“It’s literally a tomato,” I add, nudging his elbow. “Not someone trying to take you out at turn three.”

Ollie side-eyes me with a crooked grin. “You’re one to talk. I saw what you did to the basil.”

“That was artistic slicing,” I say, tossing some into the bowl with flair.

“You looked like you were fighting off demons.”

I shrug, flashing a sweet smile to the camera. “That’s just my process.”

We’re halfway through this Haas x [Brand Name] cooking segment — a crossover no one expected but somehow works. Ollie’s here as part of the team partnership, and I’ve worked with the brand before. Naturally, someone thought putting us in a kitchen together was a good idea.

Spoiler: It wasn’t. But we’re making it work. Mostly.

“You know,” he says under his breath as he reaches past me for the olive oil, “we make a pretty good team.”

I glance at him. “Is that before or after you nearly set the garlic bread on fire?”

“Details.” He grins. “I’d cook with you any day.”

My brain short-circuits for half a second. “Careful. You say stuff like that and the internet’s going to start rumors.”

He leans in just slightly, eyes still on the camera crew. “Maybe I want them to.”

I blink. “Ollie.”

Before I can say anything else, Esteban’s voice comes from behind the monitor. “JUST KISS ALREADY.”

I choke on my laugh, and Ollie immediately goes red, hiding behind a tea towel like it might save him.

The brand rep looks delighted. I already know the clip will be all over social media within the hour. We keep filming, but our hands brush more than necessary. His smile lingers a little too long. My cheeks hurt from trying not to look too obvious.

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olliebearman

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olliebearman : wasn’t our weekend but at least i had good company.

onto monaco

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everyonelovesvivi : i told you not to take that pic until the pancakes came out…they were the real star of the show 😍

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olliebearman : picture looks great without them

arthur_leclerc : wait what

kimi.antonelli : ooooo i made it to an ollie photo dump 😻😻

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haasf1team : who gave you permission to be this aesthetic?

arthur_leclerc : @/charles_leclerc

everyonelovesvivi : u r so annoying i stg

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everyonelovesvivi

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everyonelovesvivi : “forza ferrari” i yell as they drag me to my padded cell.

watching this team gives me a bellyache. charles find a new team.

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lando : we need to put this caption on merch

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everyonelovesvivi : “watching this team gives me a bellyache” in Ferrari script? say less

charles_leclerc : i honestly feel like you could come up with better strategy atp

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everyonelovesvivi : def could @/scuderiaferrari put me in coach

scuderiaferrari : go ahead. what do we have to lose?

olliebearman : at least we met a cute puppy

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arthur_leclerc : don’t think i forgot about you bearman

everyonelovesvivi : you are about as intimidating as leo

carlossainz55 : that team gave me a bellyache too

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everyonelovesvivi : so much so that they had to emergently take some of your tummy out

isackhadjar : seeing a whole lot of ollie here???🤨

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everyonelovesvivi

paris, france 📍

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everyonelovesvivi : a little bit surreal, a lot bit real — proud (and still slightly panicked) to share that i got to design my own collection for @/louisvuitton. every stitch, every sketch, every late night was worth it. i can’t wait to show you what we made— (here are a few sneak peeks while you wait)

thank you again for trusting me @/pharrell & @/louisvuitton. all the love in the world. 💋

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charles_leclerc : HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS

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everyonelovesvivi : surprise?

charles_leclerc : holy shit, congratulations mon chèri! so proud of you.

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arthur_leclerc : am i a model or am i banned

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everyonelovesvivi : banned due to the fact that you broke into my apartment and ate my leftovers out of my own fridge

arthur_leclerc : understandable

arthur_leclerc : BUT OMG IM SO PROUD OF YOU

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olliebearman : i stood up and screamed so fast i almost fell

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everyonelovesvivi : don’t hurt yourself— i need that beautiful face bruise free when i send you down the runway

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zendaya : obsessed already

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haasf1team : team fits??

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kikagomes : OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

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alexandrasaintmleux : i am literally so proud of you. this is insane!!

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lewishamilton : This is absolutely insane, Vivi. I can’t wait to see the rest! Congratulations

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everyonelovesvivi : the fashion god himself 🧎🏻‍♀️

pierregasly : how much is too much? bc i will be buying the whole collection.

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everyonelovesvivi : not a question a frenchman should ever asked. go wild.

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My heart was pounding out of my chest but I’d never let anyone see it. I sat next in between Alex, Kika and Lily as we all got our makeup done. Today was the day, the day I unveiled my collection.

“Ms. Leclerc?” I heard the PR girl ask. I turn my head towards her.

“You have some guests. Is it okay to let them back?” she asked, clipboard in hand.

I blinked, surprised. “Of course. Please.”

Almost immediately, the door opened and a flood of familiar voices and footsteps filled the room.

“There she is!” Arthur’s voice rang out, full of excitement as he strode in ahead of Charles. Both of them wore those looks that said, I’m proud but trying not to embarrass you. Charles caught my eye and gave me a smile. “Knew you’d kill it. You look incredible.”

I tried to keep my smile steady. “Save the compliments for after. I don’t want to cry before I walk.”

Lily laughed softly beside me, raising her eyebrow. “If you do, we’ll fix your makeup. No worries.”

More faces followed — Carlos, Lando, Oscar, Pierre, George — half the grid, it seemed, all gathered backstage as if this was a race day pit stop. Many were decked out in pieces from my collection, which I knew Charles had sneakily shared far and wide.

“I said sneak peeks, not wardrobe raids,” I teased Charles, who just shrugged with a grin.

“Brand awareness,” he replied smoothly.

Then Ollie slipped in quietly, without a fuss or fanfare. His calm presence cut through the excitement like a cool breeze. He gave me a soft smile as he moved to stand close by, close enough that I felt the warmth radiate without him needing to say a word.

“You okay?” he asked quietly, just for me.

I met his eyes in the mirror, nodding. “Trying to be.”

He smirked. “You’re about to show everyone the world you’ve been building in your head. That’s pretty damn impressive.”

I laughed softly. “I was hoping you’d notice that jacket with the cropped collar.”

“Maybe,” he teased. “Or maybe I just wanted to see you shine — terrifying and brilliant all at once.”

I caught his gaze a moment longer than I should have, then remembered the room full of people watching us — my brothers, friends, the grid — and pulled myself together.

Arthur plopped into the chair beside me, draping an arm over the back. “She cried over fabric samples last month, but today? Rock solid. Explain that.”

“Growth,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“Delusion,” Lily shot back with a grin.

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The last model stepped off the runway, and the applause hit like a wave—loud, overwhelming, and utterly real. I let out a shaky breath, finally allowing myself to relax just a little. Backstage, Ollie was waiting, calm and steady as always. Without a word, he reached out, his hand finding mine, fingers curling around gently. The warmth of his touch grounded me in a way nothing else could.

“You absolutely nailed it,” he said softly, his voice low and warm.

I glanced up at him, a small smile tugging at my lips. “Not sure I believe that yet.”

He gave me a slow, confident smile, the kind that made the noise outside feel distant and irrelevant. “I do.”

He placed a small kiss on my forehead. For a brief moment, it was just us—quiet in the chaos—until the door suddenly burst open.

Charles, Arthur, Maman, Carlos, and half the grid came rushing in, their faces glowing with excitement and pride.

“You were incredible,” Charles said, his grin impossibly wide.

Arthur pulled me into a quick hug. “You made history tonight.”

Maman’s eyes shimmered with tears as she held me close. “My brilliant girl.”

Carlos handed me a bouquet, still laughing. “Told you I’d come through with the flowers.”

Lando and Oscar were already bickering over who cheered the loudest, and through it all, Ollie squeezed my hand once more before letting go.

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I wasn’t nervous until we got out of the car.

Ollie, of course, looked like he’d been born on a red carpet — cool, calm, a hand resting casually on my lower back as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Which, to be fair, it kind of was. Just… not in front of every F1 driver and WAG we know.

“You good?” he murmured as we stepped up to the entrance, where security was checking names.

“Define ‘good,’” I muttered. “My brothers are inside. You’re holding my hand. This is either going to be iconic or catastrophic.”

He grinned. “Why not both?”

The door opened, and in we walked.

The screening room was dimly lit, scattered with couches and plush cinema seats — very “rich people private event” coded. There were maybe thirty people total. Kika and Lily sat near the front, mid-laugh, next to Carlos and Alex. Arthur and Charles were by the snack bar, Arthur already holding two slushies like he was twelve.

And then they saw us.

I felt it happen in waves — the way every conversation subtly paused, every head turned just slightly. It wasn’t dramatic, just noticeable. Like a ripple through still water.

Ollie didn’t hesitate. He gave a small wave with his free hand — as if this was nothing. As if we hadn’t just walked into the F1 equivalent of a family dinner and announced, surprise, we’re dating.

I caught Kika’s eyes first. She blinked, mouth dropping open just slightly. Lily leaned over, said something, and then visibly gasped. Carlos snorted into his drink. Alex gave us a slow, approving nod.

Charles and Arthur? Oh, they froze.

Arthur looked personally victimized. Charles’s brows shot so high I thought they’d fly off his face.

I braced.

And then Charles, ever the dramatic older brother, just crossed his arms and said loudly, “Et depuis quand?”

“Depuis longtemps,” I replied sweetly, pulling Ollie a little closer.

Arthur just groaned and flopped against the wall like the world had ended. “I knew something was up when you posted that video cooking together. You were looking at each other like—like—like it was a rom-com montage!”

“Happy for you, bro,” Lando said, appearing behind them and giving Ollie a subtle high five. “I give it fifteen minutes before Charles starts threatening to run you off the track.”

“He already did that,” Carlos deadpanned.

To his credit, Charles recovered quickly. He walked over, studied Ollie.

“I don’t love this,” he said to me. “But I like him. So… I’ll behave.”

“For now,” Arthur added, pointing a slushie straw at Ollie. “I’m watching you.”

I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t stop smiling.

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everyonelovesvivi

liked by olliebearman, alexandrasaintmleux, lando & 5,238,289 others.

everyonelovesvivi : i love my bf

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haasf1team : our favorite duo

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charles_leclerc : sigh. now that I know I have to see it all over my feed all the time

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everyonelovesvivi : yes but now at least you don’t have to chase half the grid out of my comment section

charles_leclerc : true

alexandrasaintmleux : so cute 🫶🏻

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lando : kind of expected a more emotional reaction from Charles

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olliebearman : if it makes you feel better…at the first family dinner Charles threatened me for 45 minutes while viv and Arthur played fifa

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lando : yep that sounds like the charles I know

carlossainz55 : FINALLLYYYY

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charles_leclerc : wait how long did you know???

carlossainz55 : like since it happened

charles_leclerc : oh the betrayal

olliebearman : love you forever even if it means dealing with your brothers for that long too❤️

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olliebearman

liked by everyonelovesvivi, alexalbon, kimi.antonelli & 2,275,890 others.

olliebearman : i love my gf

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everyonelovesvivi : my whole world

liked by olliebearman

alexalbon : so proud of you, my child.

liked by olliebearman

charles_leclerc : watch those hands, bearman.

olliebearman : yes sir 🤓

arthur_leclerc : unfollowing both of you for my mental health

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everyonelovesvivi : oh good so I can be thirsty for ollie on my main

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charles_leclerc : absolutely not

arthur_leclerc : vivienne i will find the nearest bridge and launch myself off of it

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🦋🌙🧚🏻🪲🐢🦕🪼

[syzygyofeureka]

[theereboseffect]

50% bear, 50% man, 100% champion

[ynbabe]

You and your younger brother infront of mom after trying to kill eachother five (5) microseconds ago

26/06/25 (Esteban Ocon)

[sinnerenjoyer]

mclaren: we were supposed to get pole wtf redbull: can we just run four vcarbs instead? mercedes: lord what happened ferrari: ferrari

ollie bearman subplot:

[lee-piastri]

Thirsting over your F1 bf's story

op81, cl16, gr63, mv1, ih6, lh44, ka12, ob87, ln4, pg10

🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤

🖤🤍🖤🤍🖤

[eloriis]

TEENAGE DREAM - ollie bearman

in which. . ollie bearman and y/n l/n are everyone’s teenage dream couple — ob87 x f!reader

notes : the drought has finally ended!! here’s some water for u guys <33 also i lost a follower 😞💔 anyways hope u guys like it! p.s i fear this post is extremely short 😞

type : smau face claim : hanni pham / pics from pinterest

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y/nuser happy pre-valentines day with my bear 🫶🏼🫶🏼

olliebearman get ready for tmro! it’s going to be so much fun :p

y/nuser i can’t believe you’re still going to hide it from me :(

olliebearman awh bby it won’t be a surprise if i tell you what it’s about, will it?

y/nuser still doesn’t mean i have to like it :(

user1 they are so cute ahhh i’m gonna combust

user2 they are THE it pinterest couple omgomg

urbsf my bby looks so pretty omg!!

y/nuser stoppp have you seen urself?! youre gorg!

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y/nuser happy vals day 💌

hope all of you bought urselves a well-deserved gift <33

olliebearman ty for being my valentine ❤️

y/nuser we’re dating, ofc i’d be ur valentine silly!

user3 THAT FIT?? ITS SO PRETTY OMGG

user4 WAIT SHES OLLIE’S GF?!? SHES GORG OMG

user5 the second pic omg they’re so adorable ☹️☹️

user6 the last line in her caption omg :( she’s so sweet

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y/nuser feb dump!

olliebearman sm pics of us hehe 😋

y/nuser i couldn’t help myself, you’re just so cute :p

olliebearman r u talking abt urself, love?

user6 this is so cute omg (i’m so single bro)

user7 real bro, real 😞💔

urbsf USUSUS!!

y/nuser USUSUS!!

user8 they are the embodiment of the teenage love that everyone wants to experience ❤️

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y/nuser you make me feel like i’m living a teenage dream olliebearman ❤️‍🩹🧸

olliebearman i would go thro life all over again and again if it meant i’d have you forever ❤️

y/nuser bear :(( you’re gonna make me cry

user9 oh. my. god. i fell to the ground in a walmart

user10 mom and dad <3

user11 they are so precious ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

[multicohn]

summary: ollie didn’t think much about the bear plush he had given his girlfriend. it was just something for her to sleep with while he was racing and she couldn’t come, so why is she still sleeping with it even when he’s home?

warnings: not proofread, literally just started writing so there might be some misspelled or missing words

pairing: fem! reader x ollie bearman

genre: fluff, established relationship

author note: this is inspired by a dream i had

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coming back home from a triple header felt like a weight has been lifted off ollie’s shoulders. his girlfriend, y/n, couldn’t come to any of the races since she ( had to prepare for exams / couldn’t get time off work ). ollie didn’t mind since she would be able to travel with him to the next race.

it was late when he landed and even later when he finally arrived home from the airport. ollie waved goodbye to his trainer as the door opened and his girlfriend smiled tiredly at him.

“welcome home” she pressed her lips against his and he could lightly taste the flavour of her toothpaste

ollie smiled softly at y/n before pressing his lips against her temple and walking inside. their home was dark and the only light source came from the hallway, but ollie easily moved into their bedroom where it was evident that y/n had been asleep moments ago.

while ollie went to change in the bathroom, y/n readjusted and got herself comfortable again before grabbing ahold of the teddy bear that had fallen off when she got up to open the door for ollie.

y/n didn’t realise the chaos that would unfold the moment ollie realised she was still clinging to the plush toy instead of him.

the driver yawned as he closed the bathroom door before crawling into bed where his girlfriend laid. ollie didn’t sense anything off. y/n normally laid with her back to him, but would shift throughout her sleep and would eventually end up facing him.

ollie’s eyebrows furrowed as he felt y/n move, but she didn’t cling into him like she normally did. ollie begrudgingly opened his eyes and looked down at his girlfriend, the hallway light shone into their room and he could make out the familiar plush he had gotten his girlfriend.

he frowned, deeply.

why is she still hugging that thing and not him?

ollie glared at the stuffed toy and was able to pull it away from y/n who groaned. she rubbed her eyes before opening them, only to see ollie frowning at her.

“what?”

he stared at his girlfriend before giving the teddy bear one last and throwing it into the hallway.

“ollie!” y/n was now wide away and went to sit up, but was tugged back down by ollie

“why are you still hugging that thing?!”

“you got me that thing!”

“only for when i’m away!”

y/n struggled to get out of his grip and out of protest, ollie shifted half his weight onto her making the girl groan.

“you’re supposed to cuddly me. not that” he huffed and buried his face into her neck

“you could’ve just said so”

“just go to sleep”

“ollie —“

“shhh”

“ol —“

“shhh”

y/n rolled her eyes with a sigh before wrapping her arms around ollie who hummed happily.

[09wdc]

OLIVER BEARMAN Canadian GP 2025, Media day

[lislemons]

ollie blink if they got you for the credit card fraud

[dannyriccsystem]

Hihi I don’t want to overwhelm you but I was wondering if you could do texts with rookies after they said i love you for the first and the reader says bye and it’s just fluffy fhhfhs

THEY DON’T LOVE YOU LIKE I LOVE YOU

FORMULA ONE ROOKIES X READER TEXTS

SUMMARY: F1 Rookies tell you they love you for the first time!

WARNINGS: Fluff :), men yearning

FEATURING: GB5, IH6, JD7, KA12, LL30, OB87

The Hadjar propaganda is spreading to me. Sorry for lack of real updates today! I had some tests and a project to work on… 😒

GABRIEL BORTOLETO - GB5

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ISACK HADJAR - IH6

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JACK DOOHAN - JD7

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KIMI ANTONELLI - KA12

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LIAM LAWSON - LL30

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OLIVER BEARMAN - OB87

[helcef]

Real besties push each other along trolley-style