F1 One Shots II

#87 Checo - Clean image

NARRATOR POV: Sergio "Checo" Perez, very experienced Formula 1 driver, (the nickname "Mexican minister of defence" didn't come up without the reason?!) had always been more or less in the spotlight, especially since 2021 and his move to Red Bull. As he navigated the demanding world of motorsport, there was always one person in his corner, who worked tirelessly behind the scenes to ensure his public image remained untarnished — his PR manager, Marisol Garcia-Ruiz. But what the world didn't know was that Marisol played a far more significant role in Checo's life than just his professional support.
She was also his girlfriend, a fact that was metriculously hidden from the prying eyes of the media and the public.
Checo and Marisol had met years ago, long before his rise to fame in Formula 1. They had instantly connected, their shared passion for the sport and their unwavering dedication bringing them closer. As their relationship deepened, they made the difficult decision to keep it a secret, fearing that it could potentially jeopardize Checo's career.
Marisol had always been fiercely protective of Checo, both as his PR manager and as his partner. She worked tirelessly to ensure that his public image remained polished and admirable. She knew that the world saw her as nothing more than Checo's professional counterpart, standing proudly to his right at every interview and all other media obligations, oblivious to the fact that their relationship extended far beyond the boundaries of their work.

One particularly busy race weekend, as the media swarmed around Checo, Marisol stood by his side, expertly guiding him through interviews, press conferences, and photo opportunities. Her efficiency and professionalism were evident to everyone, and the public marveled at how flawlessly she managed Checo's image.
-They always wonder how I make your image look so good- Marisol whispered to Checo, a knowing smile playing on her lips, as they kept walking -They think I'm just your PR manager, but little do they know, I'm also your girlfriend...- she couldn't help but giggle softly at that.
-So true- Checo agreed and his eyes twinkled with affection as he glanced at Marisol. He admired her strength, her unwavering support, and the way she had seamlessly merged her personal and professional roles. With a nod, he added:
-You're the secret ingredient that makes it all work, mi Sol. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today...
They didn't say anything else, focusing on the job at hand instead. It was always like that. Work comes first, relationship second, no matter what.

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As the race weekend progressed, their bond shone brighter, the shared connection more evident than ever before. Each shared glance and gentle touch spoke volumes of their love for one another. They navigated the complex world of Formula 1, juggling their professional responsibilities and their hidden love, all the while yearning for a time when they could openly celebrate their relationship.
But as with any secret, the weight of it began to take its toll. Marisol, in particular, struggled with the constant need for discretion, the hidden whispers, and the moments stolen away from the public eye. She yearned for the freedom to express her love openly, to celebrate Checo's successes by his side without the fear of judgment or consequence, just like the other WaGs could.

One evening, as they found solace in each other's arms, Marisol broke the silence.
-Checo, I love you more than words can express. But the secrecy, the hiding... It's starting to feel suffocating. I want to be able to hold your hand and kiss you without fear of exposing us, to cheer you on as your girlfriend, not just as your PR manager- she said, looking him straight in the eye, meaning every word.
Checo's heart ached with the weight of her words. He knew the sacrifices she had made, the lengths she had gone to protect him and his career. But he also understood her desire for authenticity, for the freedom to love openly. With a heavy sigh, he took her hands in his.
-Sol, you're my rock, my guiding light. I never want you to feel suffocated or hidden away because of my career. I want the world to know that you're not just my PR manager, you're way more than just that, you're the love of my life- he confessed, his voice filled with sincerity, as heavy tears welled up in Marisol's eyes as she realized the depth of Checo's love and understanding. She had been afraid to voice her desires, fearing it would put their relationship in jeopardy. But now, in this moment of vulnerability, they both knew that their love was worth fighting for.
-Let's tell the team...- Checo decided, squeezing her hands in his.
-You sure?- she asked, cautious.
-Yeah. I want to tell the whole world, and to do tgat, we need the support of the team, to be sure it doesn't affects as profesionally. And if it does, screw them, we'll do it anyway!
-Cariño...
-I don't want to hide us anymore. Seeing how much energy it costs you, I don't want that.
-Te quiero.
-Yo tambien te quiero muchísimo, mi vida.
Embracing one another, they made a pact—together, they would find a way to navigate the challenges of their careers and their relationship, to create a future where their love could shine without restraint. They vowed to be each other's biggest supporters, each other's source of strength.
And so, as they stepped into the unknown, hand in hand, Checo and Marisol faced the world with renewed determination. They were ready to rewrite their story, to let the world see the love that had always been there, hidden beneath the polished facade. With unwavering love and unyielding support, they were ready to redefine their roles, no longer bound by secrecy but instead fueled by the power of their love, with the team having their back, along with their friends and family.
THE END

And once again, I came to y'a all with racing related fluff with our Mexican Minister of defence!
Have a nice day! / Goodnight!
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