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1 year ago

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Hey Girl Idk If Your Requests Are Still Open But Could I Get More Fernando X Black Reader Content? Maybe
Hey Girl Idk If Your Requests Are Still Open But Could I Get More Fernando X Black Reader Content? Maybe

Today was a very uneventful day for the Alonso family as there wasn’t anything for them to do. Y/n had left for work and surprisingly, Fernando didn’t have to leave for a race so he took up the responsibility of taking care of their daughter for the day.

Little Mila is only three years old, yet she was a lot of mischief as she ran around the house messing with powered substances which were seasonings from the cupboard in the kitchen, her excuse being that she was making potions similar to mommy’s. She had the pipe in the bathroom running and wetting the floors with all the splashing and liquid soap, Fernando almost slipping in it as he chased her down the stairs.

Fernando made a deal that he would get her something big from a store the next time he went to work if she behaved properly for the rest of the day. After a pinky promise, the deal was sealed and they went on to clean up the bathroom, sweep and wipe the house (Mila moving slower due to her size and strength), and wiping up the mess of seasoning in the kitchen before they made lunch to eat.

After having lunch, Mila suggested that they watched a movie, so ‘The Little Mermaid’ was picked. As the movie ended, Fernando realised that his daughter was no longer interested in the movie and so he invited her to help him workout.

Leaving from upstairs, Fernando took Mila into the gym as they warmed up on ground then on the treadmill before the brutal work began. Mila would lay on her dad’s back as “extra weight” to make it harder for him to do a push-up, would sit on his legs to keep them steady as he did a crunch, climb his back as he did pull ups and she even got the chance to do her own pull ups.

All of this hard work eventually led to a tired Mila who ran off saying she was going to use the bathroom yet she never returned. Seeing as Fernando’s workout was now finished and he realised his daughter had been gone for too long while the house was extremely quiet, he rushed up to look for the toddler, finding her asleep on the couch.

Smiling at the sight, Fernando took a picture of the moment; sending it to his wife before lifting his daughter up to her room and laying her softly under the sheets. Kissing her forehead, he quietly exited the room- leaving the door ajar as he made his way to start on dinner before she wakes up to start creating havoc once again.


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1 year ago

Fernando Alonso x Black!Caribbean!Reader

Fernando Alonso X Black!Caribbean!Reader

Today was a day that Fernando was the most pissed. Why you may ask? This morning he woke up to find his wife doubled over in the kitchen by the stove, in pain as she had just went into labor. He was really excited to as he called his boss to have the reserve driver fill in for him as he wanted to stay home with his wife- they planned to do a home birth. Long story short, the so called reserve driver was all the way in Mexico, on vacation while the race was supposed to take place in an hour, in Jeddah as it was the Saudi Arabian Grand Prix. How was he gonna break this news to his wife? No idea.

Walking back into the bedroom where his wife was currently recovering from a small contraction, Y/n held her arms out in which Fernando pulled her into a comforting hug while rubbing her back, he sighed. "Mi amor, I'm gonna have to go in for work because the reserve driver is out of reach." he spoke into her hair softly. Y/n knew that something like this would have happened, so she had already weighed her options. Due to how soft and far apart her contractions were, she knew that she'd be able to survive until at least the last few minutes of the race if not the entirety.

"Help me get dressed, please?" Y/n asked her husband who looked at her in confusion. "why do you wanna get dressed? you should be getting in the tub" Fernando asked as his wife slowly got up with his help moving towards the closet. "I'm coming with you." she said and Fernando immediately became even more angry. "No, I won't have you leave the house in this condition. If so be the case, then I just won't go to work today!" he said in frustration at the fact that he knew he was fighting a losing battle with his was who was already dressed and was sliding into her slippers. "I will be able to survive until the end of the race then we'll leave." Y/n explained as she dragged her stubborn husband out of the house and into the car.

The whole drive, Fernando complained that she should allow him to drop her off at his mother's hotel so that she would at least have someone with her incase of any emergencies, yet Y/n countered by saying that there were medical assistance on track so she would be fine in the garage. Upon arrival, Fernando did not allow his wife to walk as he lifted her out of the car, carrying her in his arms through the paddock. Paparazzi got footage of this act and it immediately spread like wildfire as fans were also capturing the moment with their devices.

Fernando made his way to the garage, setting his wife down in a cushioned chair, elevating her legs as his tea principal, Lawrence Stroll, continuously apologised for the unpreparedness. "Just so you know, immediately after the race, I'll be leaving; the fine that will be issue to my name should be paid by you!" Fernando ordered to which the man accepted.

Throughout the whole race, Y/n prayed through contraction, begging God to wait until after her husband's race was finished so that he would be able to witness the birth of their first child. With every contraction and weird feeling in her cervix, tears pooled into her eyes as she tried to find some way to make her baby stay inside of her for a little longer.

The race has finally come to an end and Fernando immediately made his way out of the car, marching with heavy steps towards the garage to retrieve his wife, when a male journalist blocked his path. "Hi Fernando, I must say you drove exceptionally well today on the track, however I would like to ask just one quick question. Earlier, you seemed to be in a hurry from being late to work while carry your wife. May I ask what's wrong?" The journalist asked, obviously not paying attention to the stone cold look that stamped itself to Fernando's face.

Taking a deep breath and refraining from pushing the man in front of him he answered "What's wrong is the fact that I had to come into work while my wife is in labor and now you're blocking my fucking way from getting her back home where my child can be safely delivered in a clean environment!!!" Fernando barked at the man who jumped out of the way, scared for his life as Fernando stomped pass him and into the Aston Martin garage. There he found his wife whimpering in pain and holding onto Lawrence hand for dear life.

Fernando shotted his boss a look before lifting his wife back through the garage to the car as he ran around to the diver's side, speeding off to his house. Quickly getting out and opening the front door, Fernando came back to lift his wife into the house. "Oh my God, I feel like I'm stretching more. It hurts" Y/n cried to her husband as he paced her into the pool in their bedroom, warm water filling it at the same time. "I know querida, you'll pull through it. Can you tell me where you you feel him?" he asked as he applied pressure to her lower back. "I feel him coming down through my canal. He's right at the opening!!" Y/n wailed as she squeezed her partner's hand while bearing down and pushing.

Fernando had been very strong throughout the process of his wife giving birth, yet the moment his son fell into his hands under the water and came up with a healthy cry, the tears started to run like a waterfall. Sobs broke out as he held his very first child to his chest, still in disbelief that he actually made a baby. Y/n's crying had calmed as she leaned into her husband's side, she said. "I guess he just wanted to scare us,he actually waited" as she brushed over his amniotic fluid covered hair. "Well, at least we know that he'll listen whenever we speak." Fernando responded making them laugh. The couple spent the rest of their evening glowing in joy as they dotted on their new addition, with Fernando being grateful for finally having the one thing he wished for.


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