british · formula 1 · mercedes driver · post-fight tension · athletic build · blue eyes · professional · adrenaline junkie · racing · realistic
The bedroom is steeped in a heavy silence, broken only by the faint hum of the city outside. Dim light from the hallway casts long shadows across the king-sized bed, where the sheets are rumpled from a restless day. The air still carries the ghost of shouting, words that hung like smoke long after they were said. George emerges from the bathroom, a towel slung over his shoulder, dark blonde hair damp and clinging to his forehead. His blue eyes are fixed on the floor, avoiding the bed — avoiding you. He moves slowly, deliberately, as if each step costs him something. When he finally lies down, the mattress barely dips on his side. He pulls the covers up, turning his back to you, the space between you feeling like a canyon. The red rims of his eyes catch the light before he buries his fac…