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Hey, My World Champion (let's go home)

Lewis Hamilton x Nico Rosberg

Theme: Angst if you squint, fluff, kissing...

They say time changes people. Well... Let's see.

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"Who's this?"

Lewis' voice was raspy. Who could blame him? He just won his 8th world title. Shouting and celebrating is given, no? 5 years of waiting, 5 years of drought, 5 years of trying on getting back his title from Max Verstappen, and he's here, finally, on top of the podium adrenaline rushing through his veins.

"Hey, World Champion."

He did not see the caller's ID, but Nico's voice was strangely familiar. He could tell that the other man's voice was trembling, he could tell that the man on the other side of the call was trying to calm himself and trying to be sincere. How did he know all of these? Well, they grew up together, inseparable rather.

2016, 9 years, 11 months, and 13 days ago. Not like Lewis is counting it.

He clutched his trophy in his chest and went away from the conversation he was having with Daniel and Max after the podium celebration. He thank them one last time for congratulating him despite the rivalry and ignored their worried look and went to his driver's room. Thankful that the couple did not ask who was on the other side of the call.

"Why are you calling?"

It came out harsh. Again you could not blame him. Monaco 2023 was their last civil chat, 2 years ago. A Microphone on Nico's hands while Lewis was behind the media pen.

He heard Nico's breath, a shakey one and he instinctively wet his lower lips trying to think of what to say next but Nico beat him into it.

"Can I speak? Please... Just let me finish."

With so much hesitation in the former racer's voice, Lewis swears he can hear Nico almost beg or he's just assuming? Yeah, whatever, that's not what important right now. The important thing is... Why now? Why did Nico decide to call now when he's happy and celebrating? Why for all those years he did not even try contacting Lewis? What's so important about today? Is it because he won?

"Alright, speak."

He answered curtly after the long pause between them. A sigh left his lips. He can already feel the aftermath of the celebration. So he sat on a chair still clutching his trophy against his chest.

"Congrats first of all. I'm happy- proud of you, you know? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... It was my fault, the crash, our fight, and the 2015-'16 seasons. I was so angry, afraid, and hurt. I-- I- And because of it, I pushed you away and never informed you about my upcoming retirement. I am an idiot I know. I'm afraid of my reputation, afraid of everyone, afraid of how our sports work, afraid of how love works in our job. I'm an Idiot and a coward for leaving you after my WDC and retirement and not contacting you any longer. I'm exhausted, tired of everything. Tired of hiding for 9 years. Tired of not being with you... I... I love you, Lew, I still do, I miss you I love you. W-would you forgive me and come home with me??" He suddenly remembers he's not the only one who's hurting, there's Nico too who left but carries most of the burden.

Silence... Long silence. Home, Miss, Love... Nico still misses him, Nico still loves him, and Nico still wants to be home with him. He wants to scream and say yes over and over again but he can't. He was frozen in his place silent tears streaming down his cheeks. He thought he would never be with Nico again and be alone and hurt without any closure. Guess what? He was wrong. 9 years of misunderstanding, 9 years of no one who truly understands him was changed by Nico who decided to be the adult and mature one in the relationship.

A pregnant pause, their breathing was the only sign that no one hangs up the call. That Nico was still there waiting for Lewis' answer. That there's someone still waiting for him.

He stood up in his place, the trophy was long forgotten on top of the chair. He was breathing heavily and his heart beating at the speed of his formula 1 car. He started running outside his driver's room going through the garage. "Where were you??? Please tell me where were you, Erik...?"

"Never thought of you using my second name again, Lew."

He stops on his track. Standing right in front of him was the love of his life. His Nico.

"Nico."

He whispered walking towards Nico.

"Hey, My World Champion."

Nico said smiling, kissing Lewis' forehead in the process. Burying his face on top of Lewis' locks. What a special day to remember.

"Told yah, Maxy! I heard his voice! It was him who was on the phone."

Daniel Shouted enthusiastically through the crowds of mechanics and Drivers. Whereas Max jabbed his boyfriend's stomach at the same time. Lewis turned his head away from Nico's chest 'ahh that's why it was so quiet.' He thought looking around the sea of fans giving them the privacy they deserved by being quiet except for one Daniel Ricciardo and although you won't call it privacy because it was in public.

Nico turned his head again towards him, kissing him slowly while tears started flowing through their both closed eyes. "Please... Don't let go of me again." Lewis almost begs, embracing Nico tightly.

"That's what I fucking thought!" You can hear Kimi shouting against the crowd's noise and Sebastian's 'language!' After that. Wait... Since when did Kimi return to the Paddock? He can understand Seb as he became one of the team principals in the grid, but his husband? Eh... Whatever, it's not time for Lewis to think about it. He has Nico by his side and that's enough for him.

"I love you, Nico... Let's go home." He stated quietly reaching for Nico's right hand.

"Ich Liebe Dich, Lew Lew."

What a race to finish, and a beautiful season to close. A new beginning will emerge and Lewis is sure it will be exciting knowing Nico is beside him.

They are not afraid anymore, and maybe Racing is their home.

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What if it's the other way around?

Max Verstappen x Daniel Ricciardo

Theme: Angst if you squint, fluff, kissing, Avengers: endgame reference

Disclaimer: It's my first time writing a fic, especially about the formula 1 ship, bear with me, please. And Joe Ricciardo is the one who's shit in this au, not Jos. (I don't hate Joe I like him so much I made him shit here just to go with the story. Jos is who I hate but I'll let him pass for now.)

What if...

Daniel Ricciardo was the one who joined Red bull Racing when he was 17 and not Max Verstappen?

Daniel has a father of a monster and not Max?

Daniel is the World Champion and not Max?

Daniel is the one who stayed instead of Max?

or

In a Universe where Daniel is the one who experienced the things, Max felt when he left Red bull.

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2016. 9 years ago, was the start of his Formula 1 career. The start of his history, the man in the making. As a 17-year-old boy, Daniel did sure bear so much pressure from the outside world and most especially his father. Daniel is a hungry teenage boy, aggressive, with so much passion for the sport his father introduced to him.

In that year, he met Max Verstappen, his teammate, a stoic man, what everyone thought is the future of Red bull racing until he arrived. Max compared to others is not what everyone thinks. He's a reserved man, smart, and understands the sport more than anyone. He thought he was something like a threat, a foe that his father buried inside his head from the very beginning. Until it changed until Max proved to him that he was wrong, that his father was wrong, that teammates can be friends best friends rather. Max only shows the other side he has to Daniel, the side where tension and rivalry are forbidden and not acceptable. The side where he looks so free and contented away from the outside world and the peering eyes of everyone.

For years they were teammates, friends, and partners in crime, the grid even called them the best duo the paddock needed slash desired. The rivalry stayed on track and never tried to bring it outside despite Joe Ricciardo trying to do it himself. They were happy, they shared podiums, win alternatively, and celebrate with champagne, of course, there was a constant fight but it stayed where the track is. There is Baku, the time they dreaded the most, they ignored each other for almost a month thanks to their team principal; Christian, their trainers, and their friends their shits were solved before it exploded, and would regret it later. They were so contented, Daniel learned to ignore his father and that he will be okay, and that no one will try to touch him, including his father as long as Max was in the sight as long as he Was there.

Until Thanos, the batshit, inevitable purple titan saggy nuts decided to invade the frame, and the Iron man in this Universe could not fucking save everyone from it--sighed in other words, Red bull is Thanos, Daniel is the Iron man and maybe Max is the one who got blipped.

Till Red bull decided to ruin everything including their precious friendship and maybe more, the one Daniel feared thinking that they will end up like Lewis Hamilton and Nico Rosberg's tragic relationship. Till they decided to favor Daniel more because he's the oh so-called "future" of this fucking team and slap it on Max's Stoic face.

It's almost the end of the 2018 season when Daniel found out by himself that Max is signing to Renault. No one told him not even Max who's signing to another team, his best friend, his confidant. He's angry, mad, upset, and hurt. He felt betrayed that Max don't trust him with the topic, he felt dumb that he doesn't even notice that something is happening and he couldn't stop it. He felt hurt and angry because Max didn't even talk to him before deciding against living with red bull. It's too much. It's unfair

It's unfair that he couldn't even tell Max that his developed feelings grow into love eventually. That he doesn't care about his father anymore and that he's not afraid of the waiting reaction from the others.

The 2021 season comes, and Max has changed his team in those 2 years. And this is The year where Daniel proved himself to everyone that he can do it, the year where he made everyone proud. The year he won his World Drivers' Championship. And the year where he listened to his best friend's (Sebastian) advice and the said latter's secret fiancé's (Kimi) deadpan words-- Yeah he's jealous of them just a little bit.

"Communication is the key, Daniel. Don't let your fear take over you. Talk to him it's been years, I can't swallow your fucking mutual pining anymore and the whole paddock would agree with it. And faking your 'healthy' friendship in front of the camera and the fans ain't fantastic." - Seb

"Who told you he likes me back??? And that's not gonna happen."

"Just kiss him. Nothing's gonna lose if the feelings are mutual and it is, so do your shit and get your man before he hits his menopause." - Kimi

Kimi Räikkönen, everyone, the Iceman, charming as always!

And he fucking did. His dumbass did Kimi's advice first before Seb's and guess what? It works! Their mutual pining was resolved. Fucking 5 years of moronic nothing was blessed by this outcome.

It's 2025, they are engaged he's a 3-time world champion! And his fiancé is the world champion in today's season. Looking up at his left on top of podium 1 standing the 2-time world champion clad in McLaren fireproof suit, Max Verstappen, his soon-to-be husband. They are sharing a podium until now with his fiancé's last season in his Motorsport racing career.

They dominated Formula 1 for the last 4 years it was rocky, yeah. But they try and try on fixing everything, starting with the 5-year blip (2016-'21) between them and eventually the present. So why not be happy and free right? Show the world how proud he is to be Max Verstappen's Partner. Maybe, Abu Dhabi is not the right place for coming out but who cares? They suffered enough so fuck off and mind your fucking businesses.

With the Trophy awarded to his fiancé, pulling him to the 2nd step and kissing him right there and then. Max was shocked at first but quickly reciprocate it when he recovered, finding their usual in sync beat, smiling happily and whispering 'I love yous' to him.

Everyone was quiet at first, cameras flashing quickly, the media sure will have a field day. But it soon breaks when Charles Leclerc from the 3rd step poured his champagne in their direction while simultaneously hyping the crowd.

"Ik hou van je, Daniel"

He knows he can't understand dutch but this 1 freaking statement will forever be imprinted in his heart and mind. So he smiled, feeling his fiancé's presence behind his back, back hugging him in the process. He closed his eyes answering back to his statement.

"I love you, Max, so much."

Call him sappy but he'll love this man 24 hours, 365 days a year.

...And why not end it with a forehead kiss, right Maxy?

;)

They know it's the start of their new beginning, Max, as a retired driver after this season and Daniel continuing his career for the next few years.

Marriage is a big step but they will surely balance it together. Such People may not approve of them but they don't care. No one's entitled to an opinion, especially those who couldn't understand them. Fuck them, Fuck Joe, fuck his father's life.

So let them talk if they gonna, and Max and Daniel were gonna do what they wanna.