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Lewis Hamilton

The day had been upsetting for you. You had woken up alone in bed, no note, not even a message and it hurt more than it probably should have. So you scrolled through your social media liking a few posts, making a few comments, yet it was seeing your friends with their partners that got to you. That they was celebrating valentines day already, awoken with roses, with food and kisses. And somehow you woke up alone.

You understood that Lewis had to go to work and now more than ever he wanted to help and get the new car sorted, fixed up in particular for the new year with new regulations and a passion to try and get this 8th championship that people wished for him. But you was his partner and not having that simple morning or 'happy valentines day' dampened your mood. So you spent your day with a laptop and a few cheat snacks as you decided to try and work. However, mostly he watched films hoping for Lewis to get home. But the later it got in the day made your tear up and you haven't heard from him not even one simple message.

However when he came home he had a gift bag and a small beautiful bouquet of roses but the dark room and small sniffles made him rush over to you and he already knew what he had done.

"I'm sorry dear, I'm sorry. Happy valentines day my love" he said quietly when he kissed your cheek and scooped you in close apologising the rest on the night.

Valtteri Bottas

Valtteri awoke as he heard soft padding of feet moving around and a gentle, "ah shit!", Leave your mouth as you nearly dropped the small tray you carried. He rolled his head to look at you with his eyes barely open as he watched you with a lazy smile.

"Happy valentines day Val", you said as you placed to tray in the bedside before crawling in again and kissing him gently. "I made us some food and some of your favourite coffee" you whispered on his lips.

His smile grew as he kissed you again lazily, "I love you, I really don't deserve you. " he said as he placed a few more kisses on your face, " I'm going to spoil you tonight."

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Max Verstappen

Monaco was always a wonderful way to wake up. The fresh air, the breeze and a loving boyfriend in bed next to you and today was no exception, your head lay on the Dutchmans chest as it gently rose and fell as he watched you with a tired smile. He learnt to love valentines day with you over the past few years as it made the stressful February a tad easier before his job would fully start again. It was a day he allowed himself to relax in and be extra affectionate.

You tilted your head up to look at Max and you gave him a tired smile, "Morning Maxie" you said as a yawn escaped your lips making the man chuckle deeply.

"Morning love" He said giving your forehead a kiss as he combed his fingers Through your hair relating a content hum from yourself as he did so.

"Let's just stay here for a while" you told him as you turn yourself around so your chest was against his you gave him a soft kiss as you placed your head on his shoulder and held your hand on-top of his pen, feeling his heart beat beneath your fingers.

"That's okay with Me"

Sergio Perez

Your son ran into the living room as your husband trailed behind him carrying his bag and jumper as he jumped into your arms, "mama! Look, I made you this !" Sergio Jr said as he handed you the coloured pink paper with glitter and glue. Their was Spanish written on the paper translating to: 'happy valentines day mama, I love you more (don't tell papa)' with little hearts drawn in crayon made you smile.

"ay cariño, I love it. Gracias " you said peppering your sons face with kisses making him giggle as your husband walked over. He stood behind you and put an arm around your shoulder as he gave you a gentle kiss and then a kiss on his sons head.

"He couldn't wait to give you this, he wouldn't stop talking about it in the car." He said with a smile as he tickled his sons sides earning a playful squeal as he wriggled in your arms, "Happy valentines, mi amor- "

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Charles Leclerc

Today had been draining, you woke up super early with a headache and then not even an hour later your was rushing out to work after giving Charles a kiss on his forehead and a jumble of words meant to be a 'Happy Valentines' your bags of makeup and hair products slung over your shoulder as you got into the car and made your way to the appointment you had booked for your client. Your head pounded as you drove and it didn't ease all day, and with the added pressure of being stood up and chatter and music you just felt exhausted and your head felt worse. You only managed to get around a 20 minute phone call in as you ate your dinner.

" I'm sorry cheri, I don't know what time I'll be home I really sorry " you said as you opened your feint and popped a few paracetamol out before taking them. " eat when you want and I'll message when I'm coming home-" your name was shouted and you cursed silently " sorry Charles- love you but I have to go "

Charles could hear the strain in your voice and felt bad, but the night got later and eventually he had to eat on his own, but kept a portion ready for you. Yet as soon as he saw the message of, 'home soon' he began to run a bath full of your favourite salts and bubble bath and adding candles for you both to share cause all he wanted to do is pamper you tonight. So when you came in and saw the effort he put in you broke into tears in his arms and hugged him until he made you sit and eat before the bath was even a consideration.

Carlos Sainz Jr

" I'm sorry mi vida, I want to be home with you but I have to be here for work " He said as he lay on the bed wrapped in a towel, his hair wet on his forehead and the hairs on his chest peaking onto the camera as he spoke to you.

" I know Carlitos, don't worry, it's only valentines day amor. I don't need one particular day to know you love me and for me to tell you how much I love you." You said as you sipped at the mug of tea you held. "As long as the next time I see you I take you for a meal and then go home and cuddle " you proposed the idea to him

"Perfect my love, I'll see how fast I can get home and hold you. Keep you close till you can't stand me, or well can't stand~ " He said with a flirtatious smirk on his lips causing a blush to invade your face.

"Carlos!-" you explained just earning a deep chuckled from the Spaniard

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Lando Norris

He smiled as he waved at his camera when he saw his partner comment on his stream that people could play off to be one of the quadrant team ,who always made sure to be their in the commentary when you posted, knowing that the couple didn't want to be out yet to the public.

Even if you was sat in the other room of your apartment you watched this stream, smiling as he chatted away, screaming at his game before getting side-tracked with reading the chat. People 'bullied' Lando for being single on valentines day for another year, " don't worry, my mum sent me flowers" He said turning around to grab the flowers that you actually gave him. He smiled at the camera knowingly but showed the flowers happily, " love you mum! Thank you " he said blowing a kiss to the camera.

You smiled and kept the stream on even as you began prepping dinner. But soon enough, the stream ended and the tall British boy bounded in like a puppy and hugged you tightly, "this looks amazing, thank you bub" He said kissing you cheek and then your neck before he sat at the table once pouring drinks for you both. You placed the plates down and smiled, rolling your eyes at the cheesy romantic music he put on but kissed him across the table, "Happy valentines Lan-"

Daniel Ricciardo

When you got home with a few shopping bags in hand you saw Daniel on his exercise bike shirtless, a sheen of sweat on his sandy skin as moved and hummed to the music he blasted through the apartment. You smiled as placed the bags down silently and grabbed the pint of ice-cream out the bag before getting your phone out to record as you snook up on him and placed the tub on the small of his back earning a yelp as he grabbed the handles and turned around to see you laughing with your phone out. "YOU BITCH!" He yelled at you and yet instantly melted at your laugh as you save the video eagerly.

"Hello handsome." You said with a devilish smile, "it was too tempting don't blame me Danny" you said as your giggle calm as you return to the counter to put the tub on the table as he got of the bike and cornered you to the table and kissed you deeply. Purposely making sure to dampen your clothes with the sweat that was filming his body.

"You are no longer getting your chocolate and roses for that stunt " He says as he lifted your jumper to rest his large hands on your bare sides, " however I love you so maaaybe I'll let it slide " he said kissing you again. Your body still against the counter.

"I love you too fucker" you said finishing the sentence with another kiss.

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Pierre Gasly

Pierre loves valentines day, he always has and every year he changed what you would do after all you have shared a few together now. Last year you both stayed at home watching atrocious rom-coms that you both slated and laughed through the whole time as you shared a pint of ice-cream between you both. But this year he outdid himself, when you woke up he smothered you in affection. Proceeded to shower, which admittedly took longer than it should of, before he gifted you a valentines gift, even though you agreed on no gifts. And now you was walking into a restaurant you had mention not even a few weeks ago.

He booked you a table outside to give you both a bit more privacy under the night sky, it was beautiful and you couldn't have enjoyed it more.

"Fancy sharing a bottle of wine?" He asked with a smile as you took the menu from in front of you, opening it to scan through options of both food and beverages.

"You can get a glass, I think I should avoid things like wine for up to nine months " you say as you look up at him. You can see him nod and look at the menu until he looks up again.

"Merde, really? " He said as a smile formed excitedly.

"Really. Happy valentines Pierre "

Yuki Tsunoda

Yuki was still a bit nervous with you. Afraid of rushing things, ruining the relationship, hurting you or upsetting you so valentines day he felt like he was in high school again. But as much as he began to other think it, today didn't mean all that much to you, you felt it to be forced and yet you entertained it because yea it could be cute at times. But watching Yuki being so nervous made you laugh all day.

"Stop over thinking, I love it all don't stress, hell I don't need this okay, I would honestly prefer to keep it how we would usually " you said looking at the Japanese man. " stop worrying, I love it" You said kissing his cheek gently as you sat down besides him.

He instantly felt a relief but couldn't help but ask, "Can I at least do one thing differently?" Which earnt a nod before he kissed your cheek before gently capturing your lips in a sweet an fragile kiss.

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Sebastian Vettel

You had managed to snag half a day off of work to go to your kids school to do a 'valentines day treat' where the parents would just do fun activities for around an hour or so with the kids. Making cards, doing quizzes, and other small things and you was more than happy to go with them and entertain them especially knowing Seb had to be doing alot of training and reviewing of the upcoming season and car.

You sat and helped the giggly kid happily, "why don't you make one for daddy, he would love it " You encouraged your kids. And watching then try and write in cursive with felt tips made you try to laugh. You went home with a small bag of stuff the kids made for you and told them to keep the stuff for their dad in their bags, but when you came home you didn't expect your husband there with a large grin on his face.

He wore a red shirt with white jeans and a tie covered in love hearts with a smile that creased his eyes. "Seb! You're meant to be at work" you said as you walked in placing your stuff on the table before embracing him in a hug,

"I have been sent files to look through, it's not important enough for me to go in just yet. " he said as he kissed you sweetly, "Happy valentines leibling" He said kissing you again before he moved away with a laugh ready to show you the gift he has for you. Watching him made you laugh, God it never made you worry who the kids dad was.

"Happy valentines Sebastian "

Lance Stroll

Lance hated valentines day, it always went two ways for him. The relationship he was in only wanted him for some fancy gift with his dad's money, but once people realised he didn't no one wanted to be with him or he always was rejected so the 14th of February lost love from him until it was today. Getting into work, into his office he was welcomed by a single rose and a small cupcake with pastel pink frosting. It made him confused before rolling his eyes, 'probably Sebastian being nice' came to his head until it was midday and he found a card on his chair in the meeting room and he played on his mind till he could open it and the writing felt familiar but he couldn't pinpoint it but he couldn't help a smile.

'To Lance, Happy valentines day I hope you have enjoyed your cake and Rose, if you find me I'd love to ask you to be my valentines . Love your secret admirer'

He smiled and yet felt nervous, was he being played or should he trust his heart and allow the possibility of someone wanting him, as him.

The day got later until he saw you in your green uniform but wearing a cap with the number 18 on it and you smiled. He walked over curiously, the card outstretched to you.

"Took you long enough stroll" you said with a smile before kissing his cheek gently. "So will you be my valentines?"

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Fernando Alonso

You danced around the kitchen singing along to your favourite playlist as you was coming the the end of making the meal. Hoping it would be in perfect time that Fernando would arrive home. You have waited for him as he had made a call around and and a half ago saying he should be home soon. You stirred the pasta In the pan as you hummed and swayed your hips in beat as you then strained. You was in your element as you finished making the sauce before straining the pasta and plating it up. The plates moving to the table, as you continued to 'dance' and 'sing' along before turning around to collect glasses for your drink until you saw Fernando in the door way laughing to himself.

"Aye! Fernando no puedes hacerme eso!" You scolded your fiancé as you frowned.

"Los siento mi amor. Feliz día de San Valentín." He said walking over holding a bouquet of roses and a bottle of rosè.

"It's a good job I love you 'nando." You said taking the bouquet and holding his bearded face gently before kissing him sweetly, "gracias, but sit down our dinner is made and going cold " you said after kissing him again and laying the roses on the the table.

"Rosè with dinner then?" He asked as he made his way to the table.

"Well I was going to pour us a glass of wine anyway".

Esteban Ocon

The french man was nervous to say the least, you had both been together for two years and you meant the world to him. And he knew it was stereotypical but it made him want to do it more. He remembers seeing your parents at a race earlier last year and he told them. He would do it no matter what, he just wanted to tell them at least.

He had told you he was taking you out for a meal tonight, he tried to keel calm but it felt useless and that continued until the moment he took a knee in the restaurant. You had had a fantastic meal and dessert was delicious, both sipping of a gorgeous red wine as you did so; you had noticed his nervousness but he said he was fine but when he took that knee you gasped and listened

He spoke gently. Passionately and each word was filled with pure love, "so, will you do the honours of marrying me? " He asked, hands shaking as he fumbled to open the box that contained the ring within

"Yes, God, yes, I would love to Esteban" you said before he put the ring on your finger with a relived laugh before you kissed lovingly.

And that night you went home and you held the phone in your left hand as you and your fiancé sat in front of the mirror as he leant over your shoulder to kiss you as you took the picture.

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Kimi Raikkonen

You have known Kimi for many a year now and he never cared for occasions like Valentines until you got into a relationship with him, he was affectionate and caring. Holding you close and grumbling when you tried to move even if it was to nuzzle yourself closer to the old man. You spent a few hours together in an easy silence, focusing on one another breathing as you traced his tattoos that adorned his forearms as he kept his eyes shut with his chin embedded in the top of your head, occasionally kissing it gently or grumbling out small affections as his other hand sat under your shirt, fingers drawing shapes that made you shiver as you lay together.

Everyday now and then you would adjust and turn until you looked at him with a lazy smile and moved your hand that traced the tattoos to cup his face as you kissed him to brush through his blonde hair.

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, eyes creasing as he cradled your face gently, the coolness of his ring sending a small shiver through you as you kissed a gentle, " I love you" leaving his lips as your kiss lingered, noses pressed against one another's.

Antonio Giovinazzi

This man lived to the romantic Italian stereotypes, he made sure to wake you up in an abundance of soft kisses as he sat besides you on the bed with a plate of your favourite breakfast. And the whole day he treated you like royalty and he loved treating you like this as much as you appreciated it.

But getting him to stop was a hassle until you pinned him in the couch abusing him with kisses. " 'tonio, love, I love this, I really do, but relax and watch a movie with me. Please, I want to cuddle my boyfriend and put braids in your hair, is that to much to ask?" You asked with a small smile

The taller man rolled his eyes and leant up to capture you in a kiss, "if that's what you really want then- I can't say no" He said as he sat up and pulled you into his lap.

"NOPE, we need the duvet of the bed and I'm making popcorn before movies. And it's your choice today 'tonio" you said making your way to the kitchen to grab a packet of popcorn out and throwing it into the microwave.

And so that's how your night ended, a 6ft Italian lay in your lap as your hands played and braided through his locks as you watched the movie he eventually decided on.

"Happy valentines day, Antionio"

"Happy valentines day, tesoro"

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George Russell

Carnage, absolute fucking carnage. Flour covered you both, chocolate staining a pair of his white jeans and eggs smashed onto one another's heads but you were laughing aggressively gasping for breath through your smiles. You had managed to make the cake and get it into the oven with only a stain or two appearing. But as it was set in to bake George threw a handful of flour to your head making you retaliate until you ended up like this.

You jumped into his arms, they wrapped under your ass to support you as you kissed him messily but it was loving and playful, yet unfortunately for both of you tasted of plain flour but you didn't care. You then kissed his jaw and then collar bone just to make a mess and smear the raw egg on his face.

"Bitch" He said with a playful snarl as he tried to move his face away without dropping you.

"Well you shouldn't have started something you can't finish Russell" you said before kissing his jaw.

He placed you down on the counter and stepped between your legs and kissed you after wiping egg of his lips, "I've just come to the realise that we have to clean this mess up " He said softly on your lips

"Happy valentines day to us " you chuckled with a sigh.

Nicholas Latifi

Nicholas was getting dressed up, he waited for you as you wanted to go for your walk. It was a thing you usually did but even more reason for valentines, you loved having a simple routine with him when he was with you but today it made it feel intimate. An earphone shared between you both as your hands entwined and you walked together just enjoying the peaceful morning. Watching couples in cafes. Parents on the school run, parents sat with their babies. It just felt perfect.

"One day that could be us. A baby boy or girl, all ours. With dad Nicky to tell all the best stories of the world you have seen. To hold our little one close " you said glancing at him, "not just being an auntie or uncle. We could be the parents " you finished.

"One day my love, but I think I wany a few more years of racing before kids, I want to be home with you. Or be able to be home more not at the pinnacle of my career. But I agree. One day " He said squeezing your hand reassuringly.

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Mick Schumacher

Walking from his work to where he was living at the moment was part of his everyday commute but as he walked by the florists, stores and houses it was one of the last cafe's on the block to where he saw you crying. You had been their for around an hour or so at this point, your phone on the edge of the table. A few empty mugs and plenty of tissues. And seeing your upset made Mick concerned, "Hey are you okay?" He asked noticing the Haas F1 uniform you wore. " uh, I've seen you around the factory but normally you are alot happier than this." He said, concern clear in his tone.

"Shit-" you muttered at you wiped your tears with the sleeve of your work jacket, "- yea, yea I'll be okay Mick. I, uh. yea I work in the engineering department just finished my apprenticeship so I'm around alot more " you replied hoping to distract him, and yourself from what had you crying.

"I'm glad you have managed to finish your apprenticeship, you clearly know you stuff. But are you sure your okay? " He asked once again not wanting to push to far but bot wanting you to feel alone.

"Like I said, I'm fine. Just found out my boyfriend has been cheating for the past three months and the girl he was with posted a picture with his for valentines day that's all" you said through sniffles and a tone of anger.

Their was a focus when he listened and then their was an annoyed frown as he heard what has happened. " what a piece of shit" the German said as he looked at you, "clearly you deserve more." He said before calling the waitress over and pulling a few notes out which should be enough to pay. "Get up. No new beautiful colleague of mine should spend valentines alone crying. So instead, let's get some food and maybe I could learn more about you ?"

Nikita Mazepin

He stood with a bouquet of roses and a smile, "Happy valentines day my l-"

"We're over Nakita. " You said before walking out the door