The final one shot (part one)

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Mind that this is an AU. It is from the fourth ☲ forwards not actually what I think the drivers really felt/thought after the race.

Silence.

Silence filled his ears, laid a weight on his stomach and numbed his emotions

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Cheering, clapping, screaming.

Sounds everywhere, rising his euphoria to great levels

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Adrenaline.

The blood had retreated from his face, flown to his heart which almost exploded from pride.

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Relief.

Finally going home. After all this time he was going home. For good.

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Craving, need, hunger.

HIM had all the time now. But he would go, without question. He needed the drug too badly.

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Contentment.

The year had some up and downs, but he has done well. Some donuts to top it all off and then back to Lewis.

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The reunion of the two lovers was not what Sebastian had expected. He, content and happy to go into the winter break, his other half broken by the championship that got snatched away from him on the last lap of the season. Seb had returned to the grid to find the crowd roaring and jumping. Certainly, Lewis had won the championship, right? Or had Max somehow overtook him in the last lap of the last race of the season. The longer Seb thought about it, the more likely it seemed that that indeed had happened. Max was a lion. And to be fair, he had done an amazing job this year and he deserved it, but Seb wasn't fair, he was completely biased. So, he shoved his little bit of pride for Max away and hurried to his lover who was standing too stiff in the weighing room.

There was one little obstacle though. He saw Christian with the biggest grin on his face and shining eyes standing in the doorway. A wave of nostalgia, pride and happiness washed over Seb's heart and before he thought about it, he was engulfed in a hug with the British team boss. He felt the happiness of the man who had once become some sort of father for him and remembered his own glory days, when the ray of elation had shone on him, and he was the one who had won the championship.

He congratulated Christian and stepped back after. Only by shaking his head a few times could he come back to himself and his initial intentions.

'I'm so sorry, Lewis." he whispered in the ears of his lover when he leaned in for a hug. Lewis just shook his head and laid his head on the German's shoulder.

"It's ok, Seb. He has done great and- "Seb shook his head.

"It's not for you, Lew. You can feel defeated and broken. That's all right." Lewis stopped talking and let a few tears slide down his cheeks. They stayed silent for a moment more, but then Seb heard a cough behind him. When he turned around, he saw the pity filled eyes of Anthony Hamilton looking at them. Seb understood that his lover may need his father and, after a quick peck on the chest, broke the hug and gave the older man to his father.

After that he felt a bit superfluous, so he left the weighing room. He somehow bumped into Max and congratulated the guy. He had done well. So, overall, quite conflicting feelings for the German. Seb laughed to himself as he walked back to his team. He thought he could feel a bit torn-between worlds because it was such a weird day.

However, before he could arrive at the green team, someone grabbed his arm and the world turned black.

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Daniel was bubbling with happiness, drunk from euphoria and totally in love with the man who had fricking won the world championship in Formula 1. He ran from his car to the podium, catching a few weird looks, but not too many because everyone was off course looking at his Dutchman. He couldn't wait but had to, because Max was now celebrating with his team. A few minutes later, he took the chance as the champion of the world stood by the little table and drank a little, shaking from euphoria.

"You did it, mate! I'm so proud of you!" he screamed into his lover's ear. He got a wide grin in return and felt elation bubbling in his stomach.

"We'll celebrate tonight, Maxy!" Daniel whispered now, unheard by the cameras and he felt Max making purring noise deep in his throat.

"I can't wait," Max grinned and after a wink he broke the hug with his lover to get other hugs from the other drivers. Daniel walked away, still grinning widely. He frisked back to his team, although off course firstly hopping by the pen. He can't recall what he said as soon as three minutes later however, but he doesn't mind. While he walked back, he heard someone laughing in front of him, so the world came into focus again. It was just Seb, laughing to himself. It was a bit weird, but oh well. The whole day is weird.

Daniel walked a bit faster to catch up with the German, but someone in a blue suit was quicker. The blonde grabbed Seb's arm, and both sagged down simultaneously. Daniel froze. The day was weird already, but both Seb and Valtteri fainting at the same time was too weird.

Something was wrong.

Great, there went his celebration.