The Limit-Carcar (Carlos Sainz x Oscar Piastri)

C.Sainz

Waking up minutes before him with him in my arms felt like a gift, a second chance.

I don't know how he did it, just become the way he is now in one night, forgive me so fast.

Although he was sleeping I couldn't hold my hand back from sneaking to his hair, my fingers running through his strands while my eyes scanned his face.

And after some while of touching his his hair gently, he started opening his eyes.

And it finally happened, after three years he woke up in my arms, and I wish I could erase all the days where he woke up and didn't find me there from his memory.

Nine-hundred and thirty-eight days I had to wait for this exact moment.

"Hi," He said gently, his morning voice a bit deeper than it normally is, a smile creeping on his lips at the sight of me.

"Hey." I answered in a warm tone.

"You stayed." He whispered.

"I did," I answered, caressing his cheek with my knuckle. "I promised you."

After a moment of staring into my eyes I felt his hand cupping my cheek, making me melt into his touch in a moment.

His thumb brushed my temple and the side of my eyebrow, a heat in my stomach rising at his delicate touch.

My eyes scanned his pink lips at the feeling, and the space between us suddenly started to decrease, not knowing that I was leaning in, his breath hitching at the realization.

I can't resist it, I can't resist stopping or going back. I just wanted to connect our lips and I didn't even know if I could let them go after it.

But before I could, I heard a door open.

"There you are-" Lando started in a high pitch but ended his sentence in a whisper, his brows furrowing in confusion at the sight. "What the fuck?!"

And instead of pushing oscar away I pulled him even more, not caring that I had a ton of explaining to do.

"It-it's not what it looks like." Oscar said awkwardly.

"Oscar, NO amount of explanation could explain what's going on." He started, panicking as he eyed us.

"Lando, relax," I said. "We were just sleeping."

"You and I need to speak privately," He eyed oscar. "Now."

I looked at oscar before freeing him from my grip, making sure to cover him well before getting up and following lando.

But as soon as we went inside he pushed me. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you serious?!" He shouted.

"What?" I backed.

"Couldn't you keep your dick in your pants for one night, one fucking night carlos. You decided to go to my teammate like he's one of your whores, you're so selfish, you're terrible carlos, you're terrible!" He shouted.

"Okay, calm down." I said. "We didn't do anything I swear, and I don't have bad intentions for him, I promise."

"So you like him?" Lando asked.

"I-I don't know," I shrugged. "But I-"

"You what?" He asked sharply.

"I feel like I wanna be around him all the time, talk to him, make him smile, laugh, and maybe sometimes I want to touch him, but not necessarily in the way that you think. Maybe hold his hands, hug him, hold him." I spoke relentlessly, looking around the place as I explained and zoning out in the furniture.