Hi There

Hi there

Since Silverstone is approaching what do we think of a omega Prince george handing the p1 trophy to alpha alex and both of them being like you're mine 😂

Okay so here you go! First time writing these two in forever.

Alex was on top of the world. Winning at Silverstone had been his dream for so long and it had finally happened.

The fact he got to do it in front of his mate was even better.

He stands on the podium, basking in the warmth of the sun as he waits for the trophies to be handed out. Because this was the British grand prix, the prince of England would be giving the trophies out.

Prince Russell, also known as Alex's mate.

They had met during Silverstone last year while George had been given a tour of Williams. They had surprisingly hit it off and Alex had courted George for a little while before the prince had decided to share his heat with him.

From then on they had become mates. So far they were keeping it low key, knowing that the news of them being mated would cause uproar in their respective worlds, but it was getting harder and harder to hide their feelings for each other.

Like right now, George was approaching Alex with his eyes shining with love and pride. He couldn't really hide it even if he tried.

Alex doesn't want him too.

George hands him the trophy, their fingers brushing for a moment and this possessive light enters his eyes. “Mine.” He murmurs, too low for anyone to hear.

Alex rumbles low in his chest at his words and he leans in to murmur in his ear. “Mine, forever.”

George cannot stop the smile appearing on his face and he almost doesn't leave the podium when directed. Alex also cannot hide his lovestruck grin.

It's later on that they realise they weren't so subtle. When most of the British press run articles showing the photos of the podium and it's clear to see the two men adore each other.

But when Alex looks at the photos he doesn't feel dread. He feels relief. Maybe they could stop hiding now?

He would have to discuss it with George first, but time would tell if they could be free to tell the world the truth.

They deserved to be happy. Even if it meant causing uproar in their lives. George's smile lives in Alex's head and he wants to keep it forever. Damn the consequences.

He picks up his phone, calling George's number.

“Hey George, we need to talk.”