Formula One Reader Insert

Various; Voicemail.

"Mi sol, I wanted to let you know that I have a telescope for the balcony. I'm sorry I couldn't keep the surprise, but I know that you love nothing more than looking up at the stars and watching them sparkle. However, I cannot love anything more than seeing the stars sparkle in your (E/C) eyes and the light of the moon sweep over your face and catch on your smile. I love you so very much and I just cannot wait to love on you. I'm about a half hour away, so I'll see you do. Mwah." And with that, no further calls were received.

Oscar Piastri🧡
"Hey love, just wanted to see if you were out of the bath. As asked, I have a suitcase stuffed full of Cadbury chocolate, Warburton's crumpets and all the biscuits you had on your list for me so all your home comforts will be yours soon enough. I am going to focus on the road but I will call you when I'm close to home, okay? See you soon." The line went dead and within the hour, he called again.

"Hi, gonna guess you're still in the bath. I stopped by the supermarket and got a bottle of white to go with the fish pie I'll make for us tonight, so if you can preheat the oven that would be great. Also forgot to say something in my last voicemail, so I'll say it twice. I love you, I love you. See you soon, gorgeous." And he then left the call muttering about how he was gonna cook the fish, how he should prepare the potatoes and prepare the flavourings. "Ah, shit. Well, this'll be good if we ever forget the recipe. You're welcome, love you." And with that, the line officially closed.

George Russell🩵
"Hello gorgeous lady! Just wanted to let you know that Lando, Alex and Max packed up early so they could go and rest up so I'm on a walk back home. Are you free to keep me company? Why am I asking that, you're in the bath. Silly boy." He said to himself as he more so jogged than walked as she spoke. "I'll call you back in a bit, I'll leave you to bathe in peace. Love you, gorgeous." After ten minutes, he called back as he started to feel a bit needy of her attention.

"Gorgeous, please call me back, I miss hearing your voice. I know I'll be home so soon and practically jumping into the bath, but I miss your giggles and your lips, holding your hands and playing with your fingers... Please pick up, gorgeous." He whined, breaking into a sprint as he spoke into the handset. "I'm running home now, I'll see you soon and I can share the bath with you." The last thing that was heard was a deep breath muttering a breathy 'Love you' before the message ended.

Sir Lewis Hamilton🩵
"Hello love, I hope you're having a much deserved bath. I just wanted to let you know that I am on my way back from my Dior brand ambassador meeting and I have a small token on thanks with me for you because you have done so much to help me get this role. You have been so instrumental, beautiful. Anyway, I'll let you relax and you'll see this soon I'm sure, love you soooo much!" And the line clicked off, but another call followed within five minutes.

"By the way, I'm gonna grab you a wagyu steak and me a one person vegan mushroom wellington, plus a bag of frozen curly fries so we can have a celebration with just us and the kids! I'll get us the Freixenet prosecco that I know you like so we can have a cheeky drink. I'll get Roscoe and Poppy a doggy champagne so they don't feel left out! Anyway, I am gonna go to the shops and grab these bits and I'll be home soon! If you're in a giving mood, I'll gladly receive you wearing that Dior Chez Moi set I bought you when I was last in Paris. Anyway, I'll see you when I get home, I love you!" He said before hanging up, knowing she would probably still be in the bath when he got home.

Daniel Ricciardo💙🤍
"Hey babe, some of the drivers are going out with their partners tonight and George just called to ask if we wanted to go? I really fancy it, but if you don't, we'll have a chill evening at home with a takeaway and a bottle of red. Let me know when you're out of the bath, gorgeous. Love ya." And the line went dead, half an hour later though it was ringing off the hook until he left another message.

"Heya darl', gonna guess you're still having a soak. The gang is meeting at Le Grill at eight thirty tonight, so if you wanna come I am gonna be cheeky and ask that you wear that crimson dress. Y'know the one, the strappy, somewhat sheer dress with the like roaring twenties vibe? Yeah, that dress. You always look edible in it and I wanna show you off with all the other drivers. Once again, if you don't wanna go, I'll let the boys know and we'll have a night in, alright? Love you, babe." And with that, the line cut out.

Logan Sargent🩵🤍
"Hey honey, just checking in as I'm heading back into the centre of London now. How does pizza sound? I'm craving that or like a hamburger, maybe like a lasagna or chicken Alfredo? Let me know how you feel. Love you, baby." And he simply hung up the phone, patiently waiting as the underground carriages shook and swayed. He reached an opening and noticed it was forty five minutes since his last call, so he placed one again.

"Hi dumpling, just checking in again as I'm in an open spot, gonna guess you're still having a bath. Did you get the hoodie I sent through? I know it smelled a bit like the plane, but it was more so you could spray it with my home cologne and cuddle it when you missed me or were watching a race. Nevermind if you didn't, I'll just get another one from somewhere. Anyway, I'm making my way through Liverpool Street station now, so I'll be home within the hour. Love you, honeybuns." And with that the line went dead.

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After a half hour or so, he arrived home and was warmly greeted by his girlfriend just sitting on the bed with her nose in a book, her (H/C) locks damp but combed after her bath. As he traipsed into the room, he dropped his bags and immediately fell on the bed, sighing loudly from a busy day. "I didn't hear you come in, my love." (Y/N) said as she leaned down and pressed a kiss to her partner's lips, his hands softly holding her cheek and hair.

"Have you looked at your phone since you got out of the bath?" The driver asked, shifting to rest his head on her lap, using the book as a pillow as he nuzzled up close to her thigh.

"No, why?" She asked as her nails gently scratched along his scalp, getting a soft but somewhat frustrated sigh.

"So you haven't seen my voicemail?"