#Williams Racing

[beisu0218]

🥺🤏🏻

[hanlight]

Thai Sweet Chilli from today!

(from the Williams app, photos by Alex O’Connor)

[alexturntable]

A Sunday drive in Spain - 2 February 2025

[hertwood]

logan n alex team torque highlight reel~

[shitapril]

so used to seeing carlos around teammates who are about his height that when I see him with alex and james I’m getting violent whiplash + cuteness aggression

[caffeineoverdosed]

this silly goose..

[goldenhazelnut]

Birthday Cake || Carlos Sainz

The scent of vanilla and buttercream filled the air as you set the cake down on the table, your heart pounding in anticipation. The soft glow of the candles flickered against the dimly lit room, the only other source of light being the cityscape beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. The cake had been a last-minute idea, something playful yet meaningful, and you couldn’t help but wonder how Carlos would react.

Carlos had promised he wouldn’t be late, but you knew how unpredictable his schedule could be. The hours ticked by, and just as you were about to check your phone for the tenth time, the front door creaked open.

“Perdón, cariño,” his deep voice carried through the quiet apartment. “You wouldn’t believe the day I had.”

You turned, a teasing smile playing on your lips. “I’ll forgive you, but only if you make a wish.”

Carlos’s gaze landed on the cake, and his eyebrows shot up as he read the message in bold, frosting-covered letters: Tell Sainz I am legal.

A breath of laughter escaped him, warm and full of amusement. “Are you serious?” he asked, shaking his head. But his expression softened as his eyes met yours, filled with a quiet affection that sent warmth spreading through your chest.

“I thought I’d make your life easier,” you teased. “Now, no one has to ask.”

Carlos’s lips quirked up at the corner, and he let out another soft chuckle. “And why, exactly, don’t you have to explain?”

You shrugged, leaning against the counter with a playful glint in your eyes. “Because the cake says it all.”

Carlos shook his head again, but his hands found your waist, pulling you in. “Eres increíble,” he murmured before pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

His warmth enveloped you, and suddenly, the cake didn’t matter as much. All that mattered was the way he held you, the way his lips ghosted over your skin, the way he whispered against your ear, “Happy birthday, mi amor.”

The moment stretched between you, unspoken words lingering in the air. He reached past you, plucking a bit of frosting from the cake with his finger and playfully tapping it against your nose. You gasped, laughing as you swatted his hand away.

“Oh, it’s war now, Sainz.”

His laughter rumbled through him as he dodged your playful attempt to smear frosting on his cheek. “I’d like to see you try, cariño.”

The night was young, and the city outside sparkled, but in that moment, all that existed was the two of you, caught between laughter, love, and a cake that neither of you could take seriously anymore.

It had been a long time coming.

You had met Carlos a year ago, an accidental encounter in the bustling streets of Madrid. You hadn’t recognized him at first, which was something he found endlessly amusing. “You really had no idea who I was?” he had asked, eyes twinkling with intrigue.

“None at all,” you had admitted, biting your lip as you remembered the way he had casually introduced himself as ‘Carlos’ without the slightest hint of expectation.

That had been the start of everything. What began as chance encounters turned into long conversations over coffee, stolen moments between his races, and eventually, something neither of you could ignore. Despite his chaotic schedule, despite the distance that sometimes stretched between you, Carlos had a way of making you feel like you were the center of his world.

And now, as he traced lazy circles on your back with his fingertips, his breath warm against your temple, you couldn’t imagine celebrating your birthday any other way.

“Do you ever think about how different things could’ve been if we hadn’t met that day?” you murmured.

Carlos hummed thoughtfully. “I try not to.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t like thinking about a life where I don’t have you in it.”

Your heart clenched at his words, the sincerity in his voice making your throat tighten. “You’re such a sap, Sainz.”

He laughed, pressing a lingering kiss to your hair. “Only for you, cariño.”

hope you like it <3

[medium-sized-carlos]

Carlos testing an old Williams in Barcelona.

[cemeterygrace]

strong contender for my favorite pic of alex of all time

[francolapintohq]

12th placed Franco Colapinto of Argentina and Williams looks on in the media pen after the Sprint ahead of the F1 Grand Prix of Brazil at Autodromo Jose Carlos Pace on November 02, 2024 in Sao Paulo, Brazil. (Photo by Mario Renzi - Formula 1/Formula 1 via Getty Images)

[leclercskiesahead]

Carlos testing the FW45 in BCN

from Williams

[janesurlife]

I'm so happy for this team.... it's always nice to see "smaller" team get opportunities

[hanlight]

Carlos Sainz testing the FW45 in Barcelona

Photos by Alex O’Connor

[alexturntable]

A Sunday drive in Spain - 2 February 2025

[zandvoortapex]

oh my……… i’m gonna be honest this is giving me a lot of thoughts right now. get over here jv