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Ollie had gone through such a long day, all he wanted to do now was snuggle up with his boyfriend and sleep.
He’d just filled in for Kevin Magnussen in Brazil, and it had been very difficult to fight for positions in the situation he was given.
The rain had been absolutely horrific to drive in. It was so slippery and he could barely see anything several feet in front of his car.
The race weekend had been horrible, and he couldn’t wait to forget all about it. He could still feel the strain in his neck and the slight droop in his eyes as he walked into the elevator. His boyfriend, Kimi, stood right next to him as he hit the elevator button.
As soon as they walked into the room, Ollie locked himself in the bathroom for a shower. He needed time to think by himself for a moment.
The race had gone horribly, and he didn’t even finish that high. Sure, it was only his third ever race in an F1 car, but he was disappointed to not win the team any points.
Especially with Nico’s disqualification, the team could’ve used those extra points. No matter how hard he tried, he failed to bring home any. He had done so well in the other two races, he thought that surely he could finish in the top ten.
Teams such as Haas were competing for points race after race. To them, scoring points is like landing on the podium. He felt his pride faltering. He had thought he’d done well on other races, but this one just went horribly.
He had done so well in Jeddah and Azerbaijan. How could he prove he wasn’t just a one hit wonder? He turned off the warm water that was falling on him.
He stepped out into the merciless cold. The chilly air was a harsh difference from the warm water that was running down his body moments ago.
He dried off and entered the main room, exhausted after his long day.
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When Kimi met his boyfriend after the race, he could instantly tell he wasn’t in a good mood.
He could see how pissed he was about his race. Even though Kimi wanted to console and comfort him, Ollie was stubborn. He knew the older man was too harsh on himself.
He’s learned from past experiences, Ollie needs to rest it off sometimes. As much as he wants to help him out, he knows the taller needs sleep. Most times, he wants to be left alone.
That's why Kimi was surprised that the brit asked him to sleep over. Kimi had gone to Brazil to cheer him on during the race, and they had booked separate rooms. Still, he thought the brit would want to keep his space.
As he said, Ollie just wanted to be left alone after a bad day or race. It was shocking and rare that he wanted Kimi over. But the Italian wanted to be helpful in any way he could be, so he accepted the offer.
They walked through the hotel lobby in silence, neither of them letting out a peep. The elevator ride had been the same, though the younger man could see how exhausted Ollie was. Both mentally and physically.
Bad results could do that to you. One second you're perfectly okay, but after a crappy race, everything feels like shit. It is upsetting most times, and Kimi couldn't blame his boyfriend for wanting some alone time. He was surprised he hadn't changed his mind yet.
Ollie practically darted to the restroom when they walked through the door--Kimi heard the shower go on in seconds.
The Italian stood in the walkway for a moment, contemplating how to help the older man. He started by cleaning his luggage, it had clearly been gone through. Clothes were sprawled all over the floor and furniture--like he was in a hurry this morning.
Kimi found it quite cute as he folded the remaining pair of jeans he found.
Kimi sat down on the office chair, waiting for his boyfriend to come out of the bathroom. He heard the shower faucet turn off ages ago, he was just waiting for him to exit. He finally heard the door sliding open. His boyfriend walked out of the room, sporting a pair of shorts nothing else.
Although Kimi would normally go crazy about the scene in front of him, it was not his top priority at the moment. All that mattered to him was helping his boyfriend with whatever he needed.
Kimi stood up from the chair. He got up to go make his boyfriend’s bed. As he went around to the bedside table.
Strong arms wrapped around the Italian’s body from behind. Ollie wrapped his arms around his waist and laid his head on his shoulder.
Kimi chuckled lowly. Leaning over to lay the pillows down. Ollie groaned slightly, turning his head to lay kisses on his neck.
“Ollie, cmon!” He laughed as he slightly pushed the man off. The Brit instead stayed where he was, moving closer into his boyfriend. He moved his head deeper into the crook of Kimi’s neck, where it stayed as the Kimi tried his best to finish the bed.
Ollie grew away from him as Kimi kept moving, although he stayed close. Lingering close by to him.
Kimi looked back at his boyfriend as soon as he finished. Ollie stared back at him for a moment, before throwing himself into the bed face first. Earning a laugh from his boyfriend, Ollie flipped over to face him.
He let out a noise, before urging Kimi to join him in the bed. The Italian boy held in a snort as he was dragged into the soft comforter of the bed.
Ollie wrapped his hand around Kimi’s arm, pulling him down. The younger boy landed next to him. Ollie was right behind him, wrapping his arms around the short man.
The British boy had barely peeped a word since they got to the hotel, only stuck in his own head all night.
Kimi could see how tense he was all evening. But while they’re laying in bed together, the Italian can physically see him relax.
Ollie was leaning into Kimi, his arms pulling them closer together. The taller man put his leg over Kimi, the latter put his hand on top of it.
Kimi felt Ollie’s breathing grow softer, as his hold around him went slightly limp. The older boy finally let himself rest.
Kimi turned around slightly, holding Ollie’s leg as he moved to face the other man. He felt the older shift around slightly, and his grip tightened around him.
“Kimi..?” Ollie murmured into his hair. Kimi found himself digging into the crook of the British boy’s neck. He grumbled into the soft skin.
“ ‘m sorry for waking you, Amore” he whispered, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.
It was the first time he’s heard him speak since they left the Uber over to the hotel. He felt a sense of relief as he heard the slightly hoarse voice of the tall boy.
Ollie let out a breath into the soft curls on top of the Italians head. A hand made its way into the mop of Kimi’s chocolatey curls.
The soft hands playing with his hair was lulling him to sleep. He felt his own eyes start to drop as his boyfriend laid a kiss on top of his head.
“G’night” Kimi mumbled into his shoulder. Ollie kept his hands in his soft curls. Leaning down and whispering a quiet goodnight into his ear.
Kimi felt his consciousness start to slip, as he was surrounded by the overwhelming warmth from his boyfriend. Soft snores erupted from the Italian as he let sleep envelope him.
Ollie soon followed suit, thinking only about the man in his arms.
His final waking moments of the night were filled with the love and affection coming from his partner. The man he thinks he could love forever.
His final thoughts in the moment was, ‘I want to marry this man one day’
And that was fully his plan for the future. He wants to care for this man—just likes Kimi has done for him.
And that is exactly what he’s gonna do.