“If you can't be happy, at least you can be drunk”.

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“Cheers to poor decidions”

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“My demons can't swim in whiskey but they sure try”
~Atticus

“Good morning, Mr Pierre”.

“Good morning Gemini, good morning Fourth. I'm so glad you found time to meet me”.

“Oh, that's not a big deal. Actually Fourth is big Formula 1 fan, he was the one who wanted to come”.

“Really? You like my sport?”

“A little bit...”, Fourth was clearly nervous, so Gem hugged him around the waist, wanting to remind him that they were here together and as if reassuring him: "I'm right next to you, there's nothing to be afraid of, I promised to protect you if something happened."  Gasly, however, didn't look like he was any danger for them.  On the contrary: he smiled politely at them, as if he hadn't written the Instagram messages just an hour earlier that had slightly unnerved the boys.

“It's wonderful to know that even in magical world we have our fans. Alex, who is actually racing for Thailand, challenged me and said that I won't find anyone in Knights of the Light unit, who can like our sport. Thanks to you I won our little bet, so... So you can ask me for one favour, but only one”.

Fourth thought that this Pierre Gasly didn't look much like the one in the Instagram DMs.  This one was calmer, nicer and... And somehow sadder.  Pierre was dressed, to the surprise of both boys, in a black T-shirt with the DIVINE logo on the back in different colors of the rainbow, and short, white knee-length shorts.  He had stubble on his face, and for some unknown reason Gem thought he felt sorry for the person Pierre was kissing, because a beard like that must be prickly.  Pierre caught his gaze and, as if on cue, rubbed his hand across his stubbled jaw.

“Oh, Gemini, I see you like my beard. Let me tell you, I'm quite proud of it. At least I can tease Lando about it”.

Pierre led them first to the car that was waiting to take them to the paddock.  Fourth preferred to cling to Gem's arm just in case.

“That way I won't lose you, and I'd rather not be missing in action.”

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Two hours in the paddock passed as if they were only a seconds. Almost whole time Fourth tried to keep himself close to Gemini as if Norawit was his protective shield.

Later Pierre took them back to his hotel, put on some music and gave them all a glass of red wine.

To Fourth, Pierre seemed strangely familiar, as if they had met somewhere before, but he didn't quite know where or when. His own mind was feeding him memories of a wealthy man in the late 19th century, a European with identical blue eyes and light blond curly hair. Fourth unconsciously whispered a name he hadn't even thought of: "Raphael." But as soon as he weighed the pros and cons, he came to the conclusion that it was impossible, and that he probably thought of it because of his conversation with Gemini.

Fourth felt the strong effects of the alcohol almost immediately. He was momentarily dizzy, but then he felt his senses sharpen. Pierre, meanwhile, began to dance somewhat awkwardly to the music. Gemini, who normally hated dancing, now smiled broadly and quickly joined the Frenchman.

Pierre was nice and friendly all the time, he talked to them both about everything, he explained to them what they didn't know, he often smiled and laughed, although his eyes seemed terribly sad at times. It was as if he knew what awaited them... As if he had a premonition...

Completely drunk, Fourth dared to ask Pierre a question:

“Tell me, my friend, why do I feel like I know you from somewhere?  Do you also have these, uh, eeeeeh, how to say this in English?” Fourth asked himself in Thai, and then remembered the words in English with some difficulty.  “Do you also have these strange dreams...?  You know, like a different unit?”

“You mean: different universe?”

Fourth felt like playing with Pierre's hair, who was sitting next to him so close that their thighs were touching. Fourth felt the warmth of the Frenchman's body and his closeness. He absentmindedly slid his hand into the slightly curly hair of the F1 driver. Two days earlier he would never have guessed that he would be so close to someone he had only admired from afar. It always seemed to him that there was a glass wall between him and Formula 1 drivers (all of them, but especially Lewis Hamilton and Max Verstappen): he could see them, but they were beyond his reach.

“And what did I said?”

“You said unit. Unit and universe are two different things. But yes, I used to dream about having a wife. If I remember right, her name was... Sanne? Or maybe Susanne? Yeah, I think it was Susanne”.

Hearing that name made Fourth almost completely sober.  He got to his feet, but staggered and fell straight into Pierre's lap.  Pierre looked deep into his eyes and then asked in a quiet, sensual voice:

“You are Susanne, aren't you?”

Fourth was silent, staring into the Frenchman's ocean blue eyes.  Pierre grabbed his chin with two fingers and then leaned down, looking at Fourth's mouth, who was so shocked that he didn't quite understand what was happening around him.  Nattawat, unaware of what his own thick lips were leading to, slightly parted his lips, and Pierre treated it as an invitation.

“It's you, Susanne, you came back to me”, He whispered in a deep voice filled with longing and desire.  When Pierre's lips touched Fourth's, Nattawat, contrary to the promises he made to himself a few hours earlier, grabbed Gasly by the neck and forced him to deepen the caress.
Gemini watched this scene very closely with half-closed eyes, lying casually on the sofa.  He held a bottle of beer in his hand, which was still half full.  Gemini suddenly wanted to join them.  He stood up, walked over to the kissing two who had forgotten about the world, stood behind Fourth and wrapped his arms around his waist, kissing his neck just like he had kissed Sussie in his dreams.

“Sussie is mine”.

“No, she's ours”, Pierre corrected him.
Fourth didn't want to think about it. Something weird was happening to all of them. They felt as if they had lost control over their own bodies.
«It's not me, it's not the real Fourth», Fourth had only enough time to think about this, before Gemini silenced all his thoughts by deep and long kiss.

👀❤️🙏😘🐦🌞🦜🎉🌠🥹😭💔😌😤🇪🇸🇵🇱🐝🌌🔥🥵🇵🇱☀️😂💨😈🙃🫥🐇🤭😅💦😇💖🥲🤩☺️😉

Blame naughty Fourth for this chapter!
Yes, the real one!
Because the reason for this chapter is this screenshot I took from...
Behind the scenes of MLMU!

(Next chapter soon! Because I have them both written already!)

And I'm sorry for not reading anything recently on wattpad, but summer is a very busy time for me, I only come here to post updates. But I promise that I'll come back to all the stories I was reading in September, okiey? I will have more free time.

Again thank you that you are still reading it even tho it may be dangerous for your brain.

Oh, I should've put a warning at the beginning of this fanfiction that it can destroy all your braincells 🤭😬 Sorry na ja!

Next chapter... If you don't want to lose your braincells, better don't read it! 😂

~your Magical