NARRATOR POV.: Weather is rather cloudy and chilly this weekend in Sochi. All 3 Formula's are here with their own races. F3, F2 and F1.
During all weekend, rain is predicted, so everyone is nervous. Thursday even if it's media day, and track walk, everyone are wearing warm clothes and keep umbrellas at hand's reach. Rain coats, warm jackets and hoodies are present, as much as long sleeved shirts and trousers. Some people even wear hats, beanies and scarfs! And it's only September!
Drivers have many things to do today, such as press conference, many interviews, leave alone team briefings. Most of the Red Bull team has long and warm jackets on, as they have many conversations, going around the track, for the track walk.
Apart from that, it's very rare to see Checo Perez or Marisol Garcia-Ruiz, his PR, alone. They seem to be glued to one another, going around the paddock. She's with him even when Mexican driver, his teammate and their boss had a debrief in the garage. Everyone around the track knows that they're really close friends...
-You ok?- Marisol whispered to Checo, when he shivered slightly, while they had debrief with all the team members. They, as usuall, were standing side by side, glancing at one another from time to time.
-Yeah- Pérez tried to brush it off, but another shiver shoke his body, when he tried to warm up his hands. Marisol spotted it instantly and leaned more to him.
-If you're that cold, you can hide your hands in my hoodie, when your coat is not helping...- she sugested without further thinking. Situation was "covered" that much, that nobody saw or heard that conversation and hidden looks.
-Gracias- Sergio flashed her a warm smile and shifted a little, to stand closely behind her and hide his almost cold as ice hands in her warm and fluffy teamwear hoodie pockets, as he placed his chin on her shoulder with small smile, which mirrored the one Marisol had.
-Better?- she chuckled and placed her hands across his. Checo only nodded and without thinking, swiftly kissed her temple. Both of them felt more warm and relaxed than before, and were kind of content. Marisol felt butterflies in her stomach, as she more than felt his broad chest across her back.
None of team members comented on that, smiling lightly at shining eyes of the pair. Debrief didn't lasted long after that, and then everyone went back to their work. Checo subconciously turned to the screens, with Marisol still in his arms, focused on the strategy for this weekend. He talked with Adam and the guys about the car and Marisol just listened to it with her gaze fixated on the screen full of numbers before her.
After some time, Sergio and Sol excused themselves and left the garage, to go back to the interviews and such. Their work wasn't long, as the weather wasn't very nice. Because of it, they lasted around an hour or so, after which they headed off to the hospitality to eat something. They took what appealed to them most and hot cups of coffiee, and then locked themselves in Checo's drivers room, to eat and rest a little, after productive day.
Both of them placed their trays with food on his desk, and then Marisol turned to Checo, to tell him something, but words got stuck in her throat, as he impulsivly leaned in, to kiss her lips. For first few second she was shocked, but quickly recovered from it, and kissed him back, not minding at all, that she got trapped between his strong body and the desk. Marisol then placed her hands on his shoulders, but soon after that moved them to wrap them around his neck, and keep him close, as the kiss deepend.
None of them wanted to break the kiss, but eventually they had to, as they lost all the air in their lungs. They pulled back and looked one another deeply in the eye with uneven breathing in gasps.
-Por qué?- the question slipped from her lips, but she didn't moved an inch.
-Te quiero- came simple answer, as Sergio placed his hand on her cheek and caress it gently.
-Yo también, te quiero Sergio..- Sol replied and added -But why now?!
-That closure with you today... When you allowed me to hug you close, to warm my hands in your pockets... I just realised that I want it to be that way between us... That I want to be able to hug or kiss you, without care in the world about what poeple would think or say about it...- he explained truthfully, his loving gaze not leaving hers.
-I want that too...- she admitted and was the one to kiss him this time, even more passionate than before. They stayed like that for some minutes, both smiling into the kiss, as she once again had her arms around his neck, and his hands were on her waist, keeping her in place.
After they pulled back once again, as they lost all the air, Checo swiftly checked if the door are locked, and then sat down on the chair, pulling Marisol with him, onto his lap. That action made her giggle softly.
-What, mi Sol? You have a problem with me keeping you close?- Sergio chuckled, with playfully raised brow.
-Not at all- she replied and kissed him shortly. After that, they talked about the weekend and ate, before attending more interviews.
Luckly for them, nobody spotted their loving and meaningfull gazes, most of the time saying more than lips or gestures would... Next days now looked more happy and brighter to both of them...
THE END

Something sweet from that bittersweet weekend in Sochi...
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