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FORTUNATE ENCOUNTER | SEBASTIAN VETTEL

pairing: sebastian vettel x fem!reader

time: september 14, 2008

warnings: shameless flirting from seb and reader.

word count: 2.3k

author's note: this is part of the 'Gentle Hit' series, masterlist found here. cursive dialogue :: French || normal dialogue :: english || bold dialogue :: german

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''Nice to finally meet you, Miss Y/L!'' Franz Tost welcomed her into the Toro Rosso camp, putting out his hand which she confidently grabbed and shook. ''Thank you for having me, I'm honored.''

The Italian Grand Prix was the first race the French tennis star had ever attended, having become interested in the sport while recovering from her injury.

The head principal shook his head. ''No, it's our pleasure! We're big fans of you here on the paddock!'' She didn't really believe his words, but took the compliment anyway.

''I was told this is your first time watching a race in person?'' He asked her, while guiding her through the hallways. ''Yes, I recently took an interest in the sport, so I'm very excited.'' Y/N told him, a big smile on her face.

''Great! And it's our home race here in Monza, so it's extra special for you as our guest,'' Tost abruptly stopped walking, surprising the young woman, ''Sébastien!'' The driver in question flinched hearing the sudden shout of his name, but smiled upon seeing his head principal and the woman who stood next to him. ''Franz! Y/N!''

She and Sébastien Bourdais had met on numerous occasions, both being French athletes. He was also the reason she was invited to the Grand Prix, her team had reached out to him and asked if they were able to get the Grand Slam champion a ticket to one of his races. He happily agreed, having known her for a few years and grateful that she had become interested in the sport.

''Y/N, nice to see you again.'' Bourdais greeted her with a kiss on the cheek, before greeting his boss with a handshake. ''Nice to see you too! Thank you so much for the invitation.'' Y/N thanked him, her hand briefly making contact with his arm. ''You don't have to thank me, I'm glad you like the sport.'' He told her, a hint of surprise in his voice.

Tost interrupted the conversation. ''Miss Y/N, how about I show you the garage now?'' The man must have felt a bit awkward standing in between the two of them. She nodded at him. ''Yes, that would be lovely.'' They bid goodbye to Sébastien and made their way to the garage.

''Here happens the magic!'' Y/N was fascinated as she walked into the Toro Rosso garage. She always saw it on television, but being able to see it in real life was a cool experience. ''It's even better than on the screen, Franz.'' She stood still in her place, curious eyes looking around the place. ''You can take a closer look at the car if you'd like?'' He suggested, pointing at the racing car.

She nodded at him and he motioned for her to follow him. ''This is Sebastian Vettel's car, the STR3, but Sebastian has a habit of naming his cars and this one he names Julie.'' Franz explained to her, chuckling at the part where he mentioned the car's name.

''Hey, Franz! I was wondering whether- Oh hello.'' The car's owner had approached his head principal not aware of the guest he had brought with him.

''Ah! Here's our man! Miss Y/L, meet Sebastian Vettel.'' Y/N put out her hand for the driver to shake, but instead he took her hand and put it to his lips, kissing it. ''Nice to meet you, Y/N Y/L.'' He greeted her, with a smirk on his face.

She raised her eyebrow, kind of impressed with his greeting. ''Ah, you know me, so you're a fan of tennis?'' Y/N asked him, shocked that the German driver knew her name. ''No, I'm just a fan of you.'' He replied, the smirk still present on his face.

She was intrigued by the man's confidence, she liked it. ''Well, I'm very flattered.'' She told him, mirroring the infamous smirk on his face.

''I don't know what you're doing out here, there aren't any tennis courts.'' He joked, pretending to search for one by looking around the garage.

Y/N laughed at him. ''Too bad, but your teammate invited me.'' She told him, explaining her appearance. ''Sébastien invited you? I didn't know you two know each other.'' His teammate had never mentioned that he knew the woman, even though Sebastian had mentioned he watched her matches to Sébastien.

''We've met each other a couple of times, you know at those boring award events.'' Y/N was amused by her conversation with Sebastian, he seemed like a fun guy to be friends with.

He nodded at her words. ''Ah, he probably didn't want to share you with me.'' Sebastian didn't know what came over him. He was a pretty flirty guy, but he was taking it to quite a level with Y/N.

''I heard you're recovering from an injury, how is that going?'' The smirk dropped off his face and was replaced with a soft smile ready to attentively listen to her.

''It's going alright, I've been starting to practice again just last week and everything is going well so far.'' She answered him.

God, the eye-contact was killing her. ''So I won't be seeing you on the court anytime soon?'' She shook her head. ''You'll have to wait till next season.''

Y/N was worried about her career in tennis, her back injury had caused a major step back for her. She went from winning the French Open to not even being able to do a proper serve without feeling any pain. She wasn't going to let anyone know that, there were people waiting for her to lose and she didn't want to give her competitors any hope that she'll quit.

''I don't think you have anything to worry about, you're one of the best in the world right now.'' It was like he could sense her concerns, she felt grateful for Sebastian's words. Not a lot of people had faith in her anymore.

''I think having a champion here rooting for me will give me a higher chance to win, what do you think?'' And there was the flirty Sebastian again in all of his glory. ''You don't need me to win, you're great on your own, Sebastian.''

''Seb.''

''Excuse me?''

''Call me Seb, Y/N.''

He definitely knew how to make a girl swoon and god was Y/N swooning over him at that moment. ''Okay, Seb.''

''I have to get ready for the race now, but I'll see you after?'' Sebastian had a hopeful look in his eyes. She nodded at him, a slight smirk on her face. ''You will. Good luck, Seb.''

''Thank you, Y/N.''

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''SEBASTIAN VETTEL TAKES HIS FIRST F1 WIN IN MONZA!''

The atmosphere at the Toro Rosso camp was immaculate. Everyone yelled and cheered as they saw the German driver take the checkered flag and experience his first victory in F1.

Y/N watched from the sidelines as their winner made it back to the garage, not wanting to intrude on the beautiful moment for team Toro Rosso. However, Sebastian spotted her in the sea of people congratulating him and he wanted to include her in the celebration. ''I told you that having you here would give me a higher chance.'' He said to her, pulling her in a hug after she congratulated him.

''You did it on your own, Seb! You were amazing!'' Y/N was flattered by his words, but she would never take credit for someone else winning.

''Sebastian! My man, we're gonna celebrate well tonight! See you later!'' She presumed it was one of his engineers who approached Sebastian. ''Yeah, see you, man!''

He turned his attention back on her. ''Hey, we're going to celebrate the win tonight with the entire team and some other drivers will be there as well. Will you be there as well?'' Despite the nonchalant tone in his voice, she could tell by the look in his eyes that he really wants her to be there.

''How about I give you my number and you sent me the address.'' Y/N was enjoying this entire interaction way too much, his confidence worked like a virus.

He answered by pulling out his phone, opening his 'contacts' app and giving it to her. Y/N typed in her number and gave it back to him. ''Do whatever you want with it.'' She told him.

''I'll definitely do something with it.''

Sebastian didn't lie. He texted her a few hours after, saying he, a couple engineers and friends were meeting up to celebrate his win, along with the address of the meet-up. Y/N hesitated on going. Yes, Sebastian was a really nice guy and they had gotten along from the get go. It was just that they didn't really know each other and she also didn't want to get photographed at a party and be criticized for partying while she's injured.

He must have assumed she had doubts.

Seb Vettel: If you don't want to go, it's alright. I would just like to get to know you more. From Seb.

Y/N Y/L: What time do I need to be there?

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''No way! You hit Federer in the balls?'' Sebastian exclaimed, not believing what he's hearing. ''It was an accident! I was practicing and I didn't notice him standing behind me!'' Y/N defended herself, putting her hands up.

''Are you friends with him?'' He asked her, liking her stories about these famous athletes. ''Yeah, he's a really kind guy, also he's such a Swiss.'' She laughed, taking a sip from her drink.

''How come he's such a Swiss?''

''His bank account.''

Sebastian really liked this side of her. He regularly watched tennis and in his opinion Y/N could come off sometimes as a bit arrogant and intimidating, but he realized it was all really a facade. She wasn't confident, she was a confident person who knows her worth and won't let people belittle her.

He turned to his friend next to him. ''Karl, she's so attractive.'' He told Karl in German, a big smirk present on his face. ''You're welcome, Sebastian.''

Seb's shocked face made her giggle, he didn't know she could speak German. ''Since when do you speak German?'' She really has a lot of tricks up her sleeve, hasn't she.

''I'm a big Steffi Graf fan and I wanted to learn German in case I ever met her.'' Y/N explained to him, still snickering at his shocked face. ''And have you met her?'' She shook her head. ''Unfortunately, no. But she did mention me in an interview once, so I'll take that.'' The day she meets Steffi Graf, is the day she can die peacefully.

Sebastian was about to speak, but his phone interrupted him as someone was calling him. He looked at the caller. ''Sorry, I have to take this, I'll be right back.'' He excused himself, getting up from the table. She told him it was alright and she focused her attention on his friend that was sitting in front of her.

''It's probably his girlfriend, she couldn't make it this weekend, work stuff.'' Karl told her, not realizing the bomb he just dropped on her. She raised her eyebrow. ''His girlfriend?''

''Yeah, too bad she couldn't make it, it's his first win.'' Y/N kept her cool in front of Sebastian's friend, not wanting him to be suspicious of anything. Why does this always happen to her? The nice guys always seem to be taken.

She simply nodded. ''That does suck.'' Sebastian made it back to their table, apologizing once again for briefly leaving their table.

''I'm going to get a drink, you guys want anything?'' It was Karl's turn to stand up. Y/N shook her head, pointing at her glass that was still quite full. ''Just a beer for me, thanks.'' Sebastian told him. ''Great.''

''So, we've gotten to know each other quite well now,'' Y/N started, ''you were born in Heppenheim, you're a nerd and you've been into racing since you were basically born.'' She summed up, looking at him. He nodded in confirmation. ''Yes.''

''I know all that, yet, no mention of your girlfriend whatsoever.'' She really hoped Sebastian had just been too overwhelmed by his win to mention his girlfriend, she wasn't a fan of people who took advantage of their partners not being there.

Her words surprised him and for the first time, he didn't know what to say to her. ''Forgot how to talk, Seb?'' She tilted her head, prompting him to say something.

''I must have simply forgotten, on racing weekends it is quite hard to think about anything but racing.'' She could tell by the tone of his voice that he was being genuine.

Y/N nodded her head. ''What would she think of her boyfriend wanting to get to know another woman more?'' The question wasn't to taunt him, she was merely curious as to what Sebastian's intentions were with her.

''Well, I think she wouldn't mind if it was you. We watch your matches together.'' He answered her, talking about his girlfriend with Y/N felt a bit uneasy.

However, she kept going. ''What does she think of me?''

''She thinks you're pretty and talented.'' He replied quite fast, like they had talked about the tennis star before.

''And what do you think of me?'' She turned the question to him. He hesitated, as if he had to be careful with his words. ''I don't disagree with her.''

His answer made her smile, she got these kinds of compliments everyday and yet when it was Sebastian telling her that, it felt different than all the rest.

''So what do you want us to be, Sebastian?''

He knew that he had to stop whatever was happening at that moment, but he liked it. He liked the feeling she was giving him, he liked the way she made him feel nervous and confident at the same time. It was a new feeling that he was experiencing, a new thrill that he had never felt before.

''I would love for us to be friends.''

''Then, let's be great friends.''

If they only knew what this was the beginning of.

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