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Kimi heard the buzzing from his phone next to him. Not the usual alarm sound, but a call ringing noise erupting from the device. Without thinking, Kimi answered, desperate to get the noise to stop.
He let out a harsh welcome before he heard the familiar sound. A soft chuckle made his throat run dry. Oliver Bearman.
Kimi immediately sat up and started to spew out excuses and apologies, claiming he didn’t read realize who was calling, and that he just woke up. Ollie laughed louder this time, before dismissing Kimi’s pathetic excuse.
“Good Morning, Kimi” he teased, Kimi knew from the way he spoke, that there was a huge grin plastered on his face. Kimi’s cheeks flushed at the thought.
Ollie feared his throat before continuing for a moment. The confidence in his voice way gone, and Kimi got to see the side of Ollie he didn’t get to view often. Ollie was nervous.
Nervous about what? Kimi had no clue, but he knew the brit was a very confident guy, seeing him get nervous talking to him was strange. Kimi couldn’t think about it much, Ollie’s voice broke his trance.
“Do you want—“ Ollie cleared his throats once again, speaking up this time. Confidence was slowly easing its way back into his voice.
“Would you like to come over?”
Kimi felt his heart start to speed up, an answer was on his tongue, but his mouth felt too dry to respond. His mouth opened, but no words came out.
“Only if you want to! We could maybe play games, or just hang out.” He hesitated, trying to ease the silence.
Kimi agreed to come over, and Ollie promised to give him his address after they hung up, but Kimi stopped him.
“Ollie, I can’t drive yet.” Kimi laughed. Ollie was silent in the other line. “I—Momma Mia—I’ve told you this already!” Kimi chuckled to himself, before Ollie joined him.
Ollie teased him for not yet having his permit, before telling Kimi he’ll come pick him up. The two said their goodbyes, Ollie could be heard jingling his car keys in the background.
After hanging up, Kimi immediately threw himself out of bed and ran to the bathroom to shower before his family could get a chance to. Ollie said he’d be there in half an hour, which didn’t give him much time.
He got out of the steamy shower and tried to look at himself in the steamy mirrors. He sighed softly at his horrible attempt, before he went back to his room. This time, dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, forgetting it was winter.
He made his way downstairs, stopping in front of a mirror somewhere in the hallway. He greeted his parents with a smile, before telling them his plans to hangout with Ollie. Just as he grabbed and spoke, he got a text from the brit.
Oliver 🧸
im here
🍝kimi
.Okay, give me a moment
Read 10:47
Kimi set the apple back down, contemplating whether or not to bring it. He decided not to and went back upstairs to grab his jacket, before seeing another message from Ollie, saying he was gonna go to the front door.
Horrified, Kimi runs out of the room and back downstairs, forgetting to grab a jacket. He screams a goodbye to his parents as he opens up the door. He closes his eyes as he try’s to step out, but is greeted by a firm thing infront of him.
Kimi looks up slowly, already having an idea of what, or who, he ran into.
The bright smile of Oliver Bearman blinded him from his own embarrassment. They stayed where they were for a moment, just staring each other in the eyes. Neither of them knew what to say.
“Ahem” with a clear of his throat, Ollie drew Kimi’s attention and suggested they went to his car. They walked down the steps to the house in silence, and Kimi felt a breeze of cold air hit him hard. He regretted not bringing a jacket with him.
The car ride was mostly a comfortable silence, the pair gave up on small talk as soon as Ollie heard a song he liked on the radio. Taylor Swift was blasting out loud and Ollie was screaming the lyrics at the top of his lungs. Although it was stupid, it felt oddly domestic to Kimi. Alone in a car with the guy he likes, on the way to said guys home.
Staring out the window, Kimi saw fields upon fields of just flowers and animals and vegetables. It was a change of scenery for Kimi, who didn’t go in this area often.
While looking at the scenic view, Kimi felt himself falling asleep. Blinks were starting to last even longer. He pinched his arm slightly to wake him up. A warm hand was placed on his thigh, and Kimi could feel it on his bare skin vividly.
Kimi looked back towards Ollie, a soft blush growing on both of their faces as they sat in silence for a moment. The only sound being the music blasting slightly. The older glanced towards him every so often, while Kimi studied his face. The soft wrinkles on his forehead clear from his concern.
“You can sleep, Kimi.” Ollie smiled at him. “We still have loads of time before we’re there. Just shut your eyes for a moment.”
He thought about his words, before ultimately deciding he was too tired to even fight with him. Kimi turned away from the tall brit to face the window once more.
Ollie realized his hand was touching the Italians thigh still, and lifted it to turn the music down. A low whimper came from Kimi, surprising both of them. Kimi shut his eyes even tighter, he was in disbelief. It surprised him even more when Ollie’s hand was placed on him again.
“Shh. I was just turning down the radio, Kim” He moved his thumb around softly, to gently calm him down. Gently messaging the area. Kimi felt himself being lulled to sleep before his vision went dark.
~~~
When Kimi woke up, he was still in the car, though he found they were still surrounded by fields. His senses slowly coming back to him as the memories from what happened before he fell asleep did as well.
He still felt Ollie’s thumb messaging him gently, and he swore he almost fell asleep again. Ollie glanced over at him, and found Kimi staring at his hand still on his thigh.
“Oh. Sorry, Kimi! I can move it—“ Ollie apologized. He stopped messaging him and began moving his hand away. Without thinking, Kimj placed his hand on top of Ollie’s, keeping it in place.
Ollie looked at him for a brief moment, before smiling at him. Ollie filled him in, saying there was around 15 minutes left. Kimi stared back out the window.
He listened to the lyrics of the Taylor Swift song, trying to find a deeper meaning. Trying to decipher every lyric, begging the answer to become clear.
Kimi closed his eyes once more, and imagined a life where Ollie was driving them both home. A life where they were more than just friends, or pals, or mates. A life where they can be with each other.
Kimi flipped Ollie’s hand and embraced it, the older returned the action immediately. The brit looked over a giggled a little bit, causing Kimi to look over and furrow his eyes. A growing blush evident on his face.
“Whatcha thinking about?”
How could Kimi even respond? Tell Ollie about his fantasies? Kimi thought for a moment, terrified.
“Just life, I guess?” Ollie stared at the boy next to him, He wanted to know more. Ollie wanted to learn everything he could about the Italian man, and he wanted to know when something was bothering him.
“What about life, Kim?” Ollie pushed, knowing that wasn’t all that was bothering the Italian.
Kimi flustered slightly at the small nickname, before thinking of an answer. He needed an appropriate answer that wasn’t him confessing his love for the other.
“About my future, Oliver.” Kimi concluded, harshly telling Ollie not to push further. Ollie obliged, and Kimi’s grip tightened. Scared he might have screwed up.
The rest of the drive was mostly silent, and they both thought they might have fucked up big time and ruined the friendship. When they entered the house Ollie gave him a gentle smile as an apology, and Kimi accepted it graciously, sporting a grin of his own.
Kimi spoke with Ollie’s parents briefly, thanking them for the chance to come over. Ollie’s dad ruffled Kimi’s hair slightly as a welcoming before leaving with Mrs Bearman.
They looked at each other for a brief moment, just staring in each others eyes, before smiling for a brief moment. They made their way upstairs to Ollie’s room.
“Mario Kart, or movie?” Ollie asked on the way up the stairs. Kimi decided on movie, insisting that he should pick what to watch.
They entered the slightly cramped room, filled to the brim with racing trophies and posters. The walls were filled with images of legends such as Aryton Senna and Michael Schumacher. (Kimi swears he saw multiple posters of the German legend)
The brit sat down on his bed. Ollie pulled out his laptop and patted the spot next to him, telling Kimi to come over. The Italian listened and sat down next to him, though they were inches away from each other. Kimi sat on the side closest to the door.
Kimi decided on watching Cars, but before the movie even started, Kimi had cursed himself for forgetting a jacket. The AC was on in the room, and it wasn’t helping that Kimi was only wearing shorts and a tshirt. He had his fingers crossed Ollie didn’t notice.
He did. Instead of pulling a blanket over the Italian, like any normal person would, he wrapped an arm around him. His arm made its way around Kimi’s shoulder farthest from the brit, and pulled him into his side, making the younger’s cheeks flush a red scarlet.
“Better?” Ollie asked.
Kimi gave a slight nod, prompting Ollie to give him a bright smile. Kimi could feel his blush darken greatly. Ollies Perfect smile. Kimi adored it, he craved another one and wanted to ask for more. But alas, Kimi still had at least an ounce of self control left in him.
Kimi felt himself relax. They watched the movie in a comfortable silence. Kimi felt his eyes start to droop less than halfway through the film.
Ollie still had his arm around him, and seemed to notice him falling asleep. Kimi’s head fell onto his shoulder, and Ollie tensed for a moment. The brit looked over again, and saw Kimi’s eyes closed tightly.
He removed his arm from around him and placed his head gently into the pillow behind him, causing him to groan slightly. Ollie grabbed a throw blanket and placed it over the boy. He closed his laptop and placed it on the bedside table before trying to get up from the bed.
He went around the bed and was about to leave when he heard a soft voice call out for him.
“Ollie..?” It was Kimi.
Ollie hummed in acknowledgment, before turning around. Kimi was getting ready to sit up.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you Kimi.” he apologized softly, not wanting to raise his voice and wake him up more. “You can go back to sleep if you’d like.”
Kimi made a disapproving sound. He was fully sat up now, and was staring at Ollie in the doorway.
“I-“ He groaned slightly. “Can you maybe…eh…Coccola me..?” he let out a breath before laying back down and turning around to face the opposite wall.
“Nevermind! I don’t even want to sleep anymore. Stupido. It’s just really cold in here, so maybe you could heat me up or something..? È stata un'idea stupida. Fuck. I’m sorry-“
“I’ll cuddle you.” Ollie smiled.
Both of their cheeks were flushed a soft pink, but Kimi’s face was heating up very quickly.
“W-what?” he asked, instantly getting hit in the face with whiplash as he turns back around.
“I’ll cuddle you.” Ollie repeated, an utter look of disbelief was clear on Kimi’s face. But instead of replying, he moved over to the other side of the bed so Ollie could be in the Italians former spot.
Ollie made his way to the bed hesitantly. He crawled in next to the Italian, still keeping a comfortable distance. The blanket Kimi borrowed from him barely covered them, and Kimi had enough of the cold.
Ollie felt a *thump* hit his chest. Kimi had practically thrown himself into Ollie’s chest. Kimi had his head in Ollie's chest, and the smell of his cologne was so overwhelming. It smelt so much like Ollie. That warm, comforting, vanilla scent. Kimi couldn’t think straight. He needed more of that intoxicating scent. He moved his head up and nuzzled into the crook of his neck.
Ollie tensed for a moment, before calming down and wrapping his arms around the younger. Kimi had wrapped his arms around his back tightly, but the grip was loosening as he heard Kimi’s breathing calm down. Light even breathes admitted from the younger, and soft snores could be heard slightly. Ollie couldn't help but grin at the Italian in his arms.
He held on tightly to the younger man, before closing his eyes. Eventually, both boys fell into a deep slumber.
~~~
A gentle breeze came from the open window on the wall parallel to the entrance. When Kimi woke up, he expected the cold that usually stemmed from the Italian Winters. To his surprise, he was greeted by the heat of being pressed into something--more like someone--for an extended period. When he lifted his head up, he didn't expect to see that he was lying on top of Oliver Bearman.
A panicked look emerged on his face, as he recalled the events from the early afternoon. He silently died a little inside, as he thought about how screwed he was. But before he could sulk for long, his thoughts were interrupted. Ollie was starting to wake up based on his stirring.
“Andrea?” he asked. His voice soft and tired.
Ollie felt the Italian tense for a moment. The brit’s grip around him tightened, and Kimi felt his cheeks blush a deep scarlet. Kimi had started to hold Ollie tighter, his grip hardening as well.
They laid there for a moment, they both relaxed into the touch.
Physical Touch was both of their love languages. It wasn’t odd for them to be found hugging or holding hands. But this felt different, to both of them.
Kimi moved his head out of Ollie’s neck, and they just stared each other in the eyes for a moment. The brit leaned down and kissed him, on the lips. Kimi was too stunned, he was about to kiss back when Ollie suddenly pulled away.
“I-i’m sorry, Kimi.” He whispered.
“I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have done that, but you just-“ “Ollie” “-and I just couldn’t help myself. That sounds weird. Was that weird-“ “Ollie” “-fuck I’m so sorry Kimi- “Oliver” “I-“ They both paused for a second. Mostly because nobody ever really calls Ollie his real name, but Kimi managed to do it twice in one day.
“What?” he breathed out. His rant made his throat run dry and itchy. Kimi didn’t say anything in response. He leaned in and kissed Ollie on the mouth harshly. The brit returned the action immediately.
The kiss didn’t last long, they both pulled apart rather quickly. “It’s okay, Orso” Ollie leaned into his ear. “Can I kiss you” he whispered. Kimi could feel his warm breath hitting his ear. He nodded.
Ollie and Kimi both sat up. Ollie leaned in again and kissed Kimi. The kiss was a quick passionate one. When they pulled away, Kimi pushed his lips back onto Ollie’s. They both fell back, with Kimi on top, and lasted a long time, they only pulled apart because they needed air.
When they pulled away, there was a string of spit between their mouths. They pulled apart, gasping. Kimi stared giggling like crazy, he couldn’t believe they had just done that.
Ollie gave him that goofy smile of his, and Kimi wanted to kiss him even more. They both laid there for a second. Kimi hovering over the brit. They heard a knock on the door, and Kimi rolled over to the other side. Ollie almost laughed. He yelled, “Come in!”
Ollie’s mom opened the door and smiled. “Oh good, you’re both awake now” she teased slightly. Both boys flushed slightly.
“Dinners ready.” she smiled, before heading out of the room. Ollie fumbled through his pockets trying to find his phone. He read the time, 5:38.
“I guess we should head down then.” Ollie whispered. “Yeah, I guess we should.” Kimi sighed softly.
“What’s wrong?” Ollie asked. He thought maybe Kimi didn’t like him like that, and was uncomfortable but still went along with the kiss.
“What are we?” he asked quietly. And Ollie truly didn’t know the answer. He thought about it for a clear moment. “What do you want us to be, Kim?”
“I-I don’t know.” he admitted. “I really like you Ollie. I just don’t want to move too quickly and mess things up.” He relayed his thoughts. He was afraid Ollie would find the idea silly, but he instead agreed with the idea immediately
“We can take our time, Kim. I’ll be ready whenever you are.” They both were sitting up by this point, and Kimi was just staring down at the blanket.
Ollie grabbed his chin and lifted his face up to kiss the bridge of his nose. The brit smiled at him goofily, making Kimi chuckle. Ollie climbed out of his bed and made his way to the door.
“Wait. Before we go downstairs, do you have a hoodie I can borrow..?” Ollie turned around to face him. Staring into his eyes as he laughed at him.
“It’s really cold” he defended weakly, just smiling towards Ollie who was still laughing. The older walked walked to the closet and grabbed the first hoodie there. Kimi recognized it. It was a hoodie he’s seen the brit wear a million times over the F2 season. A plain black hoodie with the words ‘Ferrari’ printed in white. It was ironic that the former Ferrari academy driver was giving the Mercedes driver a Ferrari hoodie. Ollie handed him the black hoodie with a soft smile. Kimi instantly slipped it on, causing the older to laugh a little.
When Kimi poked his head out of the hoodie, he saw Ollies face slightly flushed a soft red.
“What?” Kimi spat, confused as to why Ollie was staring.
“Keep the hoodie.” He answered. “It looks better on you than me.” he looked away briefly.
“A-anyways, let’s go eat dinner.” he excused, and made his way to the door. He cleared his throat, “Come on, Kimi!” he smiled, already halfway through the doorway.
Kimi looked at him fondly, before getting up to join him in the kitchen. Comforted by his warm hoodie covering him. The sweet intoxicating scent of Ollie was everywhere. Kimi smiled at the thought, before walking down the stairs to eat dinner with Ollies family.
Maybe next time he has dinner with the Bearman’s, he could be introduced as ‘Oliver Bearman’s boyfriend’
Maybe Kimi will just have to wait a little longer for that. Who knows where the two boys will go from here. Maybe Ollie could end up driving them both home some day. But Kimi will be fine. He’ll be patient.