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Sebastian had to be glad Kimi quite liked having him as teammate, or he wouldn’t have hesitated to throw the innocently blinking German of the narrow balcony.
“You knew they were going to play these kinds of games?” Kimi hissed, poking Seb’s chest with a look of betrayal on his face. Sebastian shrugged.
“They’re a bunch of teenagers at heart, what else were you expecting, fancy wine and cheese platter while conversing about classical music?” Sebastian would have thrown in a dramatic curtsy with his words, had the murderous look on Kimi’s face not scared him ever so slightly.
“Truth or Dare? You dragged me here to play Truth or Dare.” Kimi spat. Sebastian swallowed thickly.
“There is free booze..?” he replied meekly. Kimi huffed.
“I’m leaving.” he mumbled, pushing past Seb.
“No, Kimi, wait…” Seb caught his arm, giving him his best puppy-dog eyes. “Please stay? If they’re really annoying I’ll just pretend to get sick to give you a reason to leave, okay?” Sebastian promised with a pout. Kimi scratched the side of his nose. He had very little faith in Seb’s acting skills, but he had seen a bottle of vodka in the small fridge, so now that he was here anyways…
“Fine. If it sucks I’m blaming you.” Kimi sighed as an overly excited Seb pulled him back into the room, the other drivers already sitting in a not-so-round-and-organised circle on the ground. Daniel beamed up at them as the two Ferrari drivers sat down, Kimi pointedly keeping his distance from Sebastian, sitting down next to Valtteri instead. The other Finn gave him a small nod, hesitated for a moment, and then handed him the whole bottle of vodka instead of just a glass full. Kimi muttered his thanks, taking a large swing from the clear liquid.
“Okay! Since we’re finally complete, well not complete since some refused to come but that doesn’t mean we’re not actually incomplete, just not-” Daniel was interrupted by a well aimed punch to his arm by his teammate, who handed the Aussie another beer when he pouted.
“As I was saying… I… don’t remember what I was saying.” Dan smiled sheepishly. Nando mumbled something in Spanish, something that made Carlos snort and almost choke on a sip of his drink.
“Daniel, Truth or Dare?” Nando said with a smirk. Daniel’s grin widened.
“Dare!” The Aussie called out without hesitation. Fernando thought for a moment.
“Eh… I dare you to…” Fernando wrinkled up his nose a little in deep thought. “Leave your hold on the inside of your teammate’s thigh for the next round.” Nando decided proudly. Daniel looked confused for a moment, hesitantly glanced at Max, the Dutchman blushing deeply at the dare.
“Easy!” Daniel then called out, shuffling a little closer to his teammate, his hand coming down on Max’s thigh rather harshly, the Dutchman yelping in surprise. Max shuffled a little uncomfortably as Dan struggled to sit still, consequently moving his hand over Max’s thigh, making him shudder involuntarily. The other drivers smiled knowingly at this but no crude remarks followed.
“Carlos! Truth or dare?” Dan asked. The Spaniard hummed in surprise, rudely interrupted from staring at Hulk.
“Truth, I think?” he was already blushing slightly. Daniel smirked.
“For how long have you had a crush on Hulk?” Daniel said triumphantly. Carlos turned pale, gaping at Daniel.
“I, how… No..?” he managed to squeak out, shyly glancing at Nico, who had a little smirk on his face as he scooted closer to his teammate.
“How long?” Nico purred, his hand ever so gently brushing over Carlos’s cheek. Carlos unconsciously lend in closer, their noses brushes.
“Liked you ever since I came to F1, then when we became teammates…” Carlos bit his lip. Nico grinned.
“Good.” he murmured, leaning their foreheads together. Carlos shuddered slightly, closing his eyes.
“Nico? Truth or dare?” Carlos whispered. Nico grinned.
“Dare.”
“I dare you to kiss me.” Carlos barely got to finish his sentence before Nico pressed their lips together. Carlos moaned and parted his lips almost immediately.
“Easy! There are babies present here.” Fernando called out, slamming his hand over Stoffel’s eyes. Seb did the same for Charles, the young Monegask driver yelping in surprise. Stoffel pushed Nando’s hand away with a huff.
“He’s actually younger than me!” Stoffel exclaimed, gesturing at Max, who was sitting on Fernando’s other side. Fernando gave a pointed look to Dan’s hand that was still resting on Max’s thigh, significantly higher than before.
“Not exactly innocent, no?” Nando answered. Stoffel just glared in return, pouting a little.
Meanwhile, Nico and Carlos had finally pulled away from each other, although the Spaniard was still pressed to Nico’s side, Nico’s arm possessively wrapped around his back.
“Alright, so next… Pierre… truth or dare?” The Frenchman seemed surprised at being chosen next.
“Truth.” he said after a moment.
“Out of everyone present here, who has the nicest arse?” Nico asked. Pierre fumbled for words for a moment, glancing around the room.
“Ehm… Stoffel?” he said slowly. The Belgian in question blinked in surprise, but then smiled a little. Pierre hesitantly smiled back before looking away awkwardly. He cleared his throat.
“Seb? Truth or dare?” he asked. Sebastian grinned.
“Dare.” Pierre seemed unsure what to say, but Daniel leaned over to whisper something in his ear, making the Frenchman grin.
“I dare you to kiss Valtteri.” Pierre said. Seb’s eyes widened and the Finn in question spit out his vodka. Kimi, still sitting next to Valtteri, glared at the young Torro Rosso driver, the grip on the vodka bottle so tight his knuckles had turned white.
“No.” Kimi growled out. Everyone quieted down in surprise, Sebastian giving his teammate a weary look.
“Why not?” Sebastian frowned, moving closer to Valtteri, who awkwardly glanced between the two Ferrari drivers. Kimi’s jaw tensed, his mouth set in a thin line.
“I don’t want you to kiss him.” he said. Sebastian raised an eyebrow.
“You said so much already, but why not?” Sebastian repeated. Valtteri was meanwhile trying to scoot away without getting noticed, not really wanting to be involved or get on the other Finn’s bad side. Kimi sighed and mumbled something too quiet for Kimi to hear.
“What was that?” Sebastian asked, leaning closer to him.
“Because I want to be the one to kiss you.” Kimi spat out. “Happy now?” he glared at Seb, and the other drivers. Sebastian smiled.
“Very.” he whispered, cupping Kimi’s cheek in his hand and bringing their lips together. Kimi’s breathing hitched, the older man frozen for a moment before he kissed back, his arm coming up around Seb’s neck to pull him closer. Valtteri reached out to take the meanwhile discarded bottle of vodka. He uncapped it and took a sip, still a little shaken. Kevin, sitting next to him now, held out his hand for the bottle with a small smile, winking at Valtteri before drinking some of it as well.
Seb had crawled up onto Kimi’s lip, looking quite content to have the Finn’s arms around him as he pressed his back against Kimi’s chest. Kimi pressed a kiss to the side of Sebastian’s neck, making the German giggle.
“Alright, sooooo, Max, you’re up next, truth or dare?” Sebastian asked. Max, who still had Daniel’s hand moving up and down his thigh, was breathing deeply in an effort not to moan.
“Truth?” he managed to say, shuddering slightly as Daniel’s fingers twitched on his leg. Sebastian grinned cheekily.
“Tell your crush you’re in love with them, I’m sure they're in the room right now, aren't they?” Sebastian smirked at the young driver. Max gave him a glare in return, before shaking his head stubbornly.
“No, I’m not going to do that.” he said, looking flustered. Seb raised an eyebrow.
“So you’re not denying he is in this room?” Max’s blush deepened even more.
“It doesn’t matter, I won’t do it.” he said. Daniel looked at him, a curious look on his face, before turning to Seb.
“If he really doesn’t want to, he shouldn’t be forced.” he said with a small shrug, pulling his hand away from Max’s leg even if he wasn’t supposed to yet. “Maybe it’s one of the guys who already found someone else tonight, it would be harsh to make him admit to liking them too.”
“But we all know it's you Dan.” Fernando suddenly blurted out, looking frustrated. Daniel was speechless for a moment, turning to Max with a questioning look in his eyes.
“Me?” he asked. Max stayed still for a moment, before nodding ever so slightly.
“It's okay if you don't feel the same Dan, I just can't go on with this hopeless crush, it's slowly killing me. I just need to know your feelings.” his voice broke. Daniel reached out, his hand settling on the side of Max’s neck.
“I might kinda like you too.” Daniel said softly, a small smile playing on his lips. Max breathed out in relief, hesitantly pressing his lips to Dan’s. Daniel kissed back, his free hand settling back on Max’s thigh, making the man gasp into the kiss.
“I don’t think it was the end of the round yet.” Daniel said against his mouth, making Max huff out a laugh. Fernando snorted
“So, quite a successful night so far, isn’t it?”