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Oct. 9th, 2014 09:03 pm You're not going to make it easy for me, are you?
Felipe was automatically the second driver because Fernando had titles and Felipe didn't. It was nothing to do with not liking Felipe and nothing to do with Fernando demanding things. Teams automatically pick a first. Given their histories it had to be Fernando. However, Felipe's personality made it difficult for Fernando to accept and he never expected that. Felipe was happy, chipper, happy to be a in a car in a way that Fernando could never grasp. Fernando had never faced death the way Felipe had and wrapping his mind around the whole thing is hard. Ignoring the scar is harder.
Without him wanting it to Fernando found himself drawn towards the small Brazilian. He wanted to know why he came back, why he still smiled, why he put his life on the line. Then he wanted to know why he looked at him the way he did, why he blushed, why he never spoke up against the things in Fernando's favour. Felipe never made sense and that is what always drove Fernando to understand him.
It is easier when Felipe leaves. Fernando will never know if it was forced or chosen but either way Felipe is gone and Kimi stares at him from across the garage. There was no agenda in going to talk to him, buy him a drink, laugh with him. Fernando learnt things from further away than he ever could have by his side. When he made the podium Fernando found himself happier than if it was himself. His podium would merely be another. Felipe's meant more.
Felipe was automatically the second driver because Fernando had titles and Felipe didn't. It was nothing to do with not liking Felipe and nothing to do with Fernando demanding things. Teams automatically pick a first. Given their histories it had to be Fernando. However, Felipe's personality made it difficult for Fernando to accept and he never expected that. Felipe was happy, chipper, happy to be a in a car in a way that Fernando could never grasp. Fernando had never faced death the way Felipe had and wrapping his mind around the whole thing is hard. Ignoring the scar is harder.
Without him wanting it to Fernando found himself drawn towards the small Brazilian. He wanted to know why he came back, why he still smiled, why he put his life on the line. Then he wanted to know why he looked at him the way he did, why he blushed, why he never spoke up against the things in Fernando's favour. Felipe never made sense and that is what always drove Fernando to understand him.
It is easier when Felipe leaves. Fernando will never know if it was forced or chosen but either way Felipe is gone and Kimi stares at him from across the garage. There was no agenda in going to talk to him, buy him a drink, laugh with him. Fernando learnt things from further away than he ever could have by his side. When he made the podium Fernando found himself happier than if it was himself. His podium would merely be another. Felipe's meant more.
