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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆➛ Baby Fever

Charles Leclerc x fem!reader x Alexandra Saint Mleux

Summary: The three of you raised a child together, and for two years you guys kept it a secret, but after thinking it through, you guys decided that it was finally time to show your daughter to the world.

Genre: Fluff, throuple, pregnancy, overall adorable

words: 890

TW: just some sweet rotting fluff, some grammatical error, not proofread, google translated french cause i can't speak french, sorry if i wrote it wrong.

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After finding out that the three of you were pregnant, both Charles and Alex were over the moon—excited to meet their unborn baby. The baby hasn't even come out yet, but she/he has already been loved by all three of the parents.

Time had gone by easily; the once small bump in your tummy was now growing like crazy, it was like the size of a watermelon. Your back hurts like hell whenever you stand up but lucky for you, you had the most thoughtful girlfriend ever; always helping you up when you need to. Of course charles was also helpful but he was away most of the time leaving you and alex at home-- you didn't mind though, it was his passion and he loves it plus that's what keeps food at the table so yeah.

And just like that, nine months have passed; it felt like you were just pregnant yesterday and are now ready to give birth to the growing baby in your belly.

For nine whole months, both of them were supportive and caring throughout the whole pregnancy, always being there and staying by your side whenever you needed them.

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"Are you sure you're ready, mon amour?" Charles asked, softly caressing the roof of your daughters hair.

"I am 100% sure, cha. I am ready to show Béatrice to the world, I think we kept her a secret for a long time now."

"We agree with you, mon cœur, but we just want you to be certain. We can still hide her from the rest and live this perfect little life of ours, just the four of us," Alex said with a worried tone.

She grabbed your hand and intertwined it with hers, slowly brining it up her lips and softly kissing the top of your hand. "Nous nous inquiétons juste (we just worry).

You softened at her touch and smiled. "I know you guys are worried, but I just want to show the world the love of my life and that I am living my best life with the two most important people in the world."

Charles and Alex looked at you with awe. They too want to show others the perfect life you guys have; they just worry that some people won't agree with what the three of you have. But they love that you're always optimistic about things, seeing the bright side of even the worst situations.

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The very next day, you guys decided to watch one of Charles's races, of course, bringing Béatrice along with you.

Charles was already in the paddock, doing practice laps, leaving you, Alex, and your daughter to get ready.

"Are you ready to go, ma belle?" Alex asked, peeking her head in the door frame.

"One sec, love, I am just tying her shoelaces," you replied, tying the knots of her shoes and styling them up like a little bow.

"And....done!" Alex smiled at your adorableness and walked towards to where you and béatrice sat.

Alex was now standing beside you, helping you to carefully stand up. "You look so gorgeous, mon amour," she said, resting her hands on both your waists and slowly leaning closer to give you a kiss.

You leaned in to the kiss, your hands travelling to rest on her shoulder.

"Maman, ouf (ew)," béatrice said, making you guys break the kiss and look at your daughter. Her tiny nose scrunched up to a frown. She was trying to look disgusted, but with her chubby cheeks, it was hard to tell; she looked like a bunny trying to twitch her nose. Alex only giggled and playfully rolled her eyes. "Tu es juste jaloux (you're just jealous)." "No!" your daughter argued, standing up and lightly smacking Alex's leg. Alex then picked her up and tickling her side making béatrice giggle out loud.

Y/n smiled contentedly, her heart feeling so full of love--there's nothing more heartwarming than the sight in front of her.

"Ok break it up you two, we have to go now"

Alex smiled and put their daughter down. "Yes, ma'am!."

...

The three of you walked hand in hand in the paddock, earning a few quite shocked faces and jaws dropping from the sudden pressence of your guys's daughter.

Charles spotted you guys and excused himself from the interviewer. He then quickly made his way to you guys.

"Ma vie, you made it" He said cheerfully; he smiled from ear to ear and just couldn't keep it on how happy he was that you guys were there.

"We didn't want to miss it, béatrice Je voulais soutenir son père (wanted to support her daddy)" you said, caressing his broad shoulder.

Charles couldn't contain his excitement and kissed the two of you on the cheek.

...

Throughout the day, you guys were bombarded with questions to which you politely replied.

All the cameras were pointed directly at your daughter; there were people who were supportive, and there were just some who weren't, and it was alright with you guys. The only thing that mattered was that your baby was the life of the paddock; everyone turned their heads whenever she passed by, earning a few aws and coos from around the pit.

"I am glad we did this," you said, intertwining Alex's hands with yours.

"Me too," she answered, resting her head on your shoulders.

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Short fluff, idk hope this is good also😭😭, thanks for the love that you guys showed on my last post!! Really boosted my confidence in writing!!💋💋

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goldsainz · 9 months

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WHEN YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW — one shot.

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

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summary: you’ve slowly consumed charles’s thoughts, and he doesn’t mind it.

request: “can i request ✒️ ❛ you’re my family too. ❜ + charles ?? thx in advanced hehe <3” by @ssainzz

warnings: pure fluff

NOTE: i was listening to margaret by lana while writing this and i just though it was so perfect for this fic. trying to get back into writing after a pretty uninspiring (and quite rough) few weeks. hope you enjoy bc i sure enjoyed writing this!

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Charles adores his job. He loves the sound of the engine, standing on the podium, seeing all the excitement the fans have to give and he adores travelling the world. He would never complain about the amazing things he is doing, but if there is one thing he has learned to cherish even more than all of that, it is you.

You’ve become an integral part of his days. Whether it’s waking up next to you or calling you to check in, he knows you’ve become home to him. When people ask him how his family is doing, he never fails to mention how you are doing.

He can’t help but admire you every time you walk by him, you’re a ray of sunshine in his life; at least that’s what everyone tells him. He hasn’t heard the end of it since he revealed you were his girlfriend, from his teammate to the fans, they can all see how much you’ve brightened his soul.

“Charles?” You softly say, snapping him out of the daydream he was in.

He glances up at you, watching as you move around the room. You’re packing your suitcase, clothes thrown around the room, you’ve most certainly overpacked for the race weekend. But Charles won’t tell you. He’s tried before and it’s a lost cause.

“Hm?”

“Do you think I should take the maroon or vermillion?” You muse, grabbing two different types of dresses and placing them against each other.

Charles furrows his brows, he glances between the dresses and tries to make a decision. But if he’s honest, he doesn’t know what the difference really is. The cuts of the dress are practically identical, and the length is the same in his eyes.

“The maroon?” He says doubtfully. You screw up your nose at his decision, apparently not being what you wanted to hear.

You look at the dress Charles picked once more, and with a shrug you throw it onto the ever-growing pile of clothes in your suitcase.

“I was thinking that for your family dinner we should bring something, right?” You ask him, organising some of the mess you’ve made.

“Our family dinner,” He tells you, a soft smile resting on his lips.

“Huh?” You manage to say, dropping the clothes you were folding onto the bed he’s resting on.

“You said that it was my family dinner, but it’s ours.”

“Oh,” You exhale, taking notice of the deep sentiment behind his words.

It takes you slightly by surprise, it’s not unlike Charles to be sweet, to reassure you with words when things get hard. But this time it is almost out of nowhere. You didn’t really mean anything by your words, yet it seems they touched him in a way you’re not even sure how to describe. The one thing you do know though, is that at the end of the day, he comes home to you. Because home is wherever you are, and that is bigger than anything else.

“You’re family to me, chérie.” He says after the smallest beat of silence.

“You’re my family too.” He doesn’t waste a second in getting up from the bed and kisses you grabbing the nape of your neck and pulling you into the kiss like he won’t ever get to do so again.

There is a pause in time. While his lips are on yours, it seems like everything just stops. Leaving you to breathe in the moment, cherish the feeling.

When you pull away from the kiss, the crinkles in Charles’s eyes from the soft smile he gives you melts all your insides. You’d be a fool not to give him the same sentiment back, and so you do.

“You’ve got the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.” He whispers, his hand caressing the side of your face.

“And you’ve got the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.” You say back, admiring the depth of the green in them.

Though neither of you say it, too lost in the moment, it is evident that the love between you is sparkling. And you know, you just know, that Charles is the one for you; just like he knows you were made for him.

If there’s anything you know, it is that he is your family. That he is the one you love. The one you’d come home to every day and never be bored of it. Because monotony with Charles is impossible, and if there ever is, you’d still want it.

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phillydilly · 7 months

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On the edge

⊹♡— In which Charles has finally hit his breaking point and snaps at Ferrari, and his girlfriend is the only one who can calm him down

Charles Leclerc x fem!reader

Authors note: After processing everything that was the US Grand Prix, I decided to write this and pretend that this is exactly what Charles did in real life. I don’t know about Charles but I have certainly reached my breaking point with this fuckass team. Anyways, enjoy?

Charles stood on the grid, his red Ferrari gleaming under the Texan sun. He had secured pole position for the United States Grand Prix in Austin, but his excitement was short-lived. The team had a different strategy in mind, one that involved a risky one-stop tire plan, and Charles couldn't believe it.

"Charles, we're going for the one-stop strategy," his race engineer informed him through the radio.

"One-stop? Are you guys out of your minds?" Charles shouted back, his frustration bubbling over.

Ferrari had been struggling with tire degradation for years, especially at the Circuit of the Americas, and it was a recipe for disaster. He felt like he was being set up for failure. As the race began, he fought to keep his tires alive, but the degradation was merciless.

Lap after lap, Charles watched as other drivers on different strategies flew past him. His tires were giving up, and he felt betrayed by his own team. He couldn't hold back his anger any longer. "This is ridiculous! I can't believe you put me on these tires! What are you thinking?" Charles yelled over the radio.

The Ferrari pit wall was silent for a moment before the voice of the team principal, Fred Vasseur, responded, "Charles, we believe this strategy can work. Just stay focused."

But Charles knew it was a lost cause. The moment the race ended he stormed into the garage after his pit stop, his frustration boiling over. "You guys sabotaged my race! This was a terrible call!"

Charles couldn't hold back his anger any longer. He stormed into the debrief session with his Ferrari team, the tension in the room palpable.

"I can't believe you guys," he began, his voice seething with frustration. "You knew how important this race was for the standings, and you still forced that one-stop strategy on me. It's like you don't even care about my success."

The team members exchanged uneasy glances, but Charles wasn't done. "I've been patient with this team for years, and this is how you repay me? By ruining my race?"

Fred tried to maintain order, "Charles, we believed in the strategy. We thought it could work."

Charles cut him off, his anger unrestrained. "Believed? Believed?! You destroyed my race, and you dare to say you believed? It's absurd!"

As the argument intensified, Charles's teammate Carlos Sainz couldn't stay silent any longer. "Charles, we win as a team, and we lose as a team. We have to trust in the decisions we make together."

Charles turned to Carlos, his eyes blazing with anger. "Trust? You want me to trust a team that has let me down repeatedly? Maybe you can, but I’m sick of this bullshit!"

The room descended into chaos as Charles and the team members went back and forth. Accusations were hurled, and frustrations boiled over. The argument was a maelstrom of emotions and raised voices.

In the midst of the heated debrief session, Charles felt the need to drive home a point. He turned to the team with a determined expression. "You know, Ferrari is not my last option. I've been contacted by several teams, including Red Bull."

The room fell silent as everyone took in his words. The mention of Red Bull, a team that was currently dominating the sport, hung heavily in the air.

"I've been loyal to Ferrari, and I've given my best. But you need to understand that other teams are interested in me," Charles continued, his tone unyielding. "I have choices, and I won't hesitate to explore them if I feel that my commitment and hard work aren't being reciprocated."

The team members exchanged uneasy glances, realizing that Charles had a point. The sport was highly competitive, and top drivers were in demand. Ferrari couldn't afford to lose a talent like him.

They had taken Charles’s loyalty for granted, and never thought he would entertain the idea of leaving. They knew he had other options, but this was a stark wake-up call.

In the midst of the shocked silence that had followed Charles's revelation, Fred began to speak, attempting to address the situation. However, before he could finish his sentence, Charles abruptly stood up, his expression resolute, and without saying a word, he walked out of the room and slammed the door behind him.

The team was left in stunned silence, realizing the gravity of the situation. The realization that Charles, their star driver, had reached a breaking point and walked out of the debrief without another word was a stark reminder that their actions had consequences, and the trust between the driver and the team needed to be urgently repaired.

As he stormed out of the garage and back to his driver's room, he noticed Y/n, his girlfriend, sitting on the sofa with open arms, waiting for him.

He collapsed into her embrace, his anger still burning brightly. Y/n wrapped her arms around him, letting him vent. "Charles, it's okay to be angry," she said softly. "You've been patient with this team for years, and they keep making these decisions that hurt you. It's not fair."

Charles took a deep breath, tears of frustration and anger welling up in his eyes. "I just don't know what to do anymore. I've given them everything, and they do this."

Y/n held him close, her voice filled with empathy. "I understand, Charles. You have every right to be angry. You've earned your place here, and they need to respect that. Let it out; I'm here to support you."

As he continued to express his anger and disappointment, Y/n listened attentively, providing a safe space for him to share his feelings. She understood that this was a breaking point for him, and she was determined to stand by his side.

Just as they were beginning to calm down, a knock on the driver's room door shattered the fragile peace. A Ferrari team member stood there, a worried look on his face.

"What is it?" Charles asked, his heart sinking.

The team member hesitated before responding, "Charles, we've just been informed that there's a technical issue on your car, and it's likely to result in disqualification."

Charles and Y/n exchanged a glance, their hearts heavy with the weight of the news. It seemed that the day had gone from bad to worse, and now the race he had fought so hard for was slipping away.

Charles ran his hand through his hair in frustration. "I can't catch a break today, can I?"

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cutielando · 2 months

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hey angel ~ charles leclerc

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synopsis: after many years together, it is time for the leclerc family to get bigger, and you wouldn't dream of not letting your fans see the beautiful journey of parenthood you were embarking on.

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charles_leclerc & y/n.leclerc baby leclerc coming soon ❤️

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leclerc_pascale congratulations, my children !!! ❤️ i am so proud of the two of you and the family you're growing together !!

y/n.leclerc je t'aime, maman !!! thank you for everything ! ❤️❤️

charles_leclerc ❤️

arthur_leclerc congrats brother 🙏🏼

charles_leclerc thank you bro 🙏🏼

y/n.leclerc thank you, uncle 'thur 🥹🥹🥹

landonorris can't believe you guys are going to be parents

y/n.leclerc we can't either

charles_leclerc very kind words mate, thanks

carlossainz55 congratulations, my friend! very happy to have an addition to the Ferrari team ❤️

charles_leclerc thank you brother❤️ we're going to put him or her in a kart as soon as possible

y/n.leclerc we haven't discussed this, mr. leclerc

carlossainz55 you better tread lightly, pregnancy hormones are no joke

y/n.leclerc carlos, watch your back

charles_leclerc oh God...

yourmother i am so happy for the two of you, sweetie!!! this baby is already so loved❤️❤️

y/n.leclerc we love you, mom ❤️

charles_leclerc sending you lots of love, mrs. y/l/n❤️

yoursister AHHHHHHH I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU❤️❤️❤️❤️

y/n.leclerc i love you !!!!! ❤️❤️

joris_trouche congrats, didn't think you had it in you brother

charles_leclerc ...

y/n.leclerc don't make fun of my husband, joris.

joris_trouche i apologize, mrs. leclerc

charles_leclerc you're in the doghouse now, mate. good luck getting out of there

y/n.leclerc you want to join him?

charles_leclerc no ma'am, my love

user1 MY BABIES ARE HAVING A BABY I CAN'T😭😭😭

user2 mini y/n or mini charles 😭😭😭

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y/n.leclerc being your mama is my proudest accomplishment ❤️ tagged: charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc watching you grow our baby has me convinced that you are a superwoman. i love you, and our baby is the luckiest in the world to have you as their mother ❤️

y/n.leclerc baby, you are going to make me cry😭😭😭😭

y/n.leclerc i love you so much and i'm so grateful to have you by my side through this journey ❤️❤️❤️

leclerc_pascale you are glowing, my dear ❤️

y/n.leclerc merci maman ❤️ i'm lucky i don't look as tired as i feel

leclerc_pascale i take it charles is taking good care of you?

charles_leclerc maman, of course i am

y/n.leclerc he takes amazing care of me ❤️ even through my mood swings

carlossainz55 you look amazing, y/n. you are glowing

charles_leclerc back off, sainz

y/n.leclerc charlie, play nice. thank you carlos ❤️

francisca.cgomes you are glowing !!! sooo beautiful

y/n.leclerc thank you so much honey !!

scuderiaferrari we cannot wait for the little one to become part of the team! ❤️

charles_leclerc i can't wait either ❤️

y/n.leclerc slow your roll

carmenmmundt ❤️❤️❤️ we're so excited!!

y/n.leclerc ❤️❤️ we miss you guys

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formula1wags Y/N Leclerc spotted in the paddock today! The wife of Charles Leclerc was glowing with her baby bump in the center of the Ferrari garage's attention, Charles dotting on her the entire time before he had to get into the car. We have spoken to Y/N and at the question about the baby's gender, she didn't comment on it but smiled and winked in return. What do you guys think the gender of their baby is going to be? 🩷💙

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sharleclerc it's for sure going to be a boy, just look at the leclerc family 🩵

user1 i'm really hoping it's a girl, imagine charles being a girl dad 😩😩😩

user2 he's so girl dad coded, it's not even funny😭

user3 imagine a son that will follow in his father's footsteps 😭😭😭

yourbff 🤭

sharleclerc DO YOU KNOW SOMETHING WE DON'T???? 🤯🤯🤯🤯

user1 spill the tea sister, we need it 😤😤😤

yourbff my lips are sealed 🤐

user2 they all love playing with us ☹️

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y/n.leclerc i am officially a girl mom 💗🩷 tagged: charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc so excited ❤️ thank you for giving me this gift, my love. you are a supermama already and i can't wait to officially begin this journey with you when our little princess joins us🩷

y/n.leclerc je t'aime 🥹🩷🩷

y/n.leclerc you just made me cry, charlie 😭😭

charles_leclerc don’t cry my love☹️❤️

arthur_leclerc i’m going to spoil her rotten

y/n.leclerc art, we talked about this

charles_leclerc listen to the mama, arthur

arthur_leclerc ☹️ you’re ruining my fun uncle duties

y/n.leclerc there are other duties you have to perform except for spoiling our child

leclerc_pascale 🩷🩷🩷thank you for giving me a niece, ma belle fille 🩷

y/n.leclerc we love you, maman 🩷

lilymhe i’m so happy for you, mama!!!!🩷🩷 can’t wait to meet the little bean 😭🩷

y/n.leclerc 🩷🩷

charles_leclerc she’s crying because of the comment

y/n.leclerc how can i not 😭😭

user1 AHHHH WE ARE GETTING GIRL DAD CHARLES 😭🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

user2 i’m so happy for them 🩷🩷

user3 watching them grow together has been the greatest journey i have ever witnessed

user4 just a couple of years ago they were announcing their relationship online and now they’re announcing the gender of their baby, i’m not okay 😩😩🥹😭

francisca.cgomes she’s already so loved 🩷🩷

y/n.leclerc we love you, auntie kika 🥹🩷

pierregasly you made kika cry

charles_leclerc it’s contagious

carla_brocker ahhhh i knew it !!!! 🩷🩷🩷 already buying her all the baby clothes

y/n.leclerc sweetie🥹🥹🩷

arthur_leclerc why is she allowed to spoil her and i’m not?

y/n.leclerc you wouldn’t understand

carla_brocker it’s a girl thing, arthur

arthur_leclerc 😐???

carlossainz55 congratulations, my dear friends❤️ liked by y/n.leclerc and charles_leclerc

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y/n.leclerc & charles_leclerc camille jules leclerc🩷

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leclerc_pascale congratulations, my beautiful children!! i am so proud of you and i can't wait to meet her 🩷🩷

charles_leclerc thank you maman 🩷

scuderiaferrari welcome to the team, camille!❤️ liked by charles_leclerc and y/n.leclerc

landonorris congrats, guys. hope you got my gift

y/n.leclerc thank you lando. yes, we got the gift. no, she won't be wearing papaya onesies

landonorris :(

carlossainz55 she is beautiful, good job y/n ❤️

y/n.leclerc thank you, carlos ❤️

charles_leclerc what about me?

y/n.leclerc no uterus, no say

charles_leclerc yes ma'am

user1 THEY NAMED HER JULES😭😭😭😭

user2 i'm sobbing 😭😭 they are so precious

user3 congrats guys !!!!! we cannot wait to meet the little cutie

user4 😭😭😭😭😭JULES😭😭😭😭😭

francisca.cgomes AHHHHHHH MY GIRL🥰🥰🥰🥰

y/n.leclerc she cannot wait to meet her auntie kika 🥰

pierregasly you made her cry again

y/n.leclerc sorry not sorry

francisca.cgomes HOW CAN I NOT????

charles_leclerc Y/N, I have never loved you more than I do in these moments. Seeing you grow our baby girl over the past few months has been a blessing, and seeing you heroically through the labor and birth of Camille has made me realize just how lucky I am to call you my wife and the mother of my child. I love you more than words can describe and I cannot wait for our future with our daughter 🥰

y/n.leclerc baby 🥺🥺🥺

y/n.leclerc i love you so much, i couldn't have done it without you by my side

user5 Charles' comment >>>>>>>>>>>>>

user6 if my husband isn't like this, i don't want him

user5 for real

lilymhe congratulations, love !!!! ❤️❤️❤️ i cannot wait to see her!!

y/n.leclerc ❤️❤️❤️

carmenmmundt good job, mama!!! ❤️❤️❤️

y/n.leclerc thank you love ❤️❤️

carla_brocker she is the perfect little squish, congrats you guys ❤️

y/n.leclerc thank you, sweetie ❤️

arthur_leclerc can i spoil her now?

y/n.leclerc 🙄yes

user8 i cannot wait to see her in the paddock

user7 just imagine Charles with his little daughter all dressed up in red 🥺🥺🥺

charles_leclerc we're bringing her as soon as possible

user8 YES 😭😭

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sunny44 · 11 months

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I promised you

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x fiancée!reader

Warnings: mentions of Charles father, google translated French

Summary: Charles and Y/n have known each other since they were kids, the relationship grows and they’re about to get married. The wedding day is already very emotional but Charles does something to makes everything way better.

The part in italics is the flashback.

Married.

That’s what is was getting today.

Charles and I have known each other all our lives, we have been best friends since we were kids.

We have been dating since forever, had all our first times with each other, and I believe we are soul mates.

I remember the first time we met and also the first time he said we would get married. We were 7 years old at the time and he was playing with his Ferraris cars while I was organizing my bracelets in a little box that I had gotten from his mother.

"Charles, give me back." I kept trying to get the bracelet but every time I got close he took it off. "Charlie."

"I'm not giving it back."

"It's my favorite bracelet, you'll ruin it."

"I'm only giving it back to you when we get married."

"That will take a long time, we're small yet."

"Then when we get bigger we'll get married and then I'll give you the bracelet back." I huffed giving up taking it and sat back down on the fluffy carpet in the living room.

"You look so beautiful." My mother says behind me fixing my veil.

"Thank you mom."

In the room where I was getting ready was my mom, Charles' mom, Lily, Lorenzo's girlfriend Charlotte, Arthur's girlfriend Carla, and Elena.

"You had already looked beautiful when we went to pick the dress but you look perfect now" Charlotte says and smiles at them.

"Do you guys really think it looks good?”

"Of course, you are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen. You look like came straight out of a bridal magazine." Lily holds my hand and smiles.

"It will all work out, you are perfect for each other."

I start to get nervous and tears start to come out of my eyes and the anxiety starts to make me breathless.

"Honey, breathe."

"Can I talk to him? Please." My mother agrees and they all leave the room leaving me alone.

"Babe." I hear his voice from the door.

"Hi."

"Are you okay, your mom said you wanted to talk to me."

"I'm getting nervous and out of breath." He opens a crack in the door and puts his hand inside.

"Hold my hand." He says and at the same time I take his hand intertwining our fingers. "Now take a deep breath."

I started to take a deep breath and dried up tears with a handkerchief.

"It will be okay, in a little while you will walk down the aisle and I will be there waiting for you and crying from seeing how beautiful you will look." I laughed at his line. "I love you and nothing is going to change that so just take a deep breath and I promise I will be there waiting for you, I’m not going anywhere."

We stood there for about 10 more minutes until he had to go because the time was coming, I heard a knock on the door and allowed the entrance watching Pescale enter.

"Your father is already waiting so I won't take up too much of your time, not least because I am anxious for you to marry my baby boy." I laughed at her anxiety and she took my hands. "I know it's your wedding but I wanted to ask you something."

"Sure."

"When Harvé and I got married I gave him this gold watch and I wanted to ask you to take it down the aisle with you and give it to Charles, we both know how much he wanted his father to be here to see this and I wanted him to have a part of his father along with him." And once again I was crying. "I dear don’t cry, you'll ruin your makeup.”

"I will, I will." I smiled and she dried my tears.

"Thank you, dear. And thank you for taking such good care of him."

"Thank you for making him." She laughs.

"Ready?" my father appears in the doorway and I agree. "You look so beautiful."

"Thanks dad."

...

We were positioned waiting for the door to open, I was with my arm intertwined with my father's when the music started to play, Charlie didn't know but I had chosen AUS23 to play while I enter and I could see his surprised face with the music but soon his look of or on me and I could see the most beautiful smile I’ve e er seen in my life.

Everyone was standing as I walked over to him, when we got there my father shook his hand and whispered something before handing me over to Charles.

"You look beautiful." He says and I smile.

"You look beautiful too." I hold his hand and hand the watch to Charles who instantly recognized it and looked at his mother who smiled. "I know you really wish he was here because I feel the same way, but I know he is taking care of us and that he is happy."

“I'm sure of it."

And then the priest starts with the usual speech.

"I Charles Marc Harvé Perceval Leclerc take you, Y/n Y/l/n as my lawful wife. To love and respect you, in sickness and in health, in wealth and in poverty until death do us part."

“I Y/n Y/l/n take you, Charles Marc Harvé Perceval Leclerc as my lawful wedded husband. To love and respect you, in sickness and in health, in wealth and in poverty till death do us part."

"I pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride." At this he holds my face kissing me and I could hear the shouts of celebration from everyone making me smile in the middle of the kiss.

"I have something to give you." He says as soon as he separates but with his forehead still glued to mine. "Here."

He pulls something from his wrist and I see that same bracelet he stole from me years ago.

"Charlie."

"I said I'd give it back when we got married and I keep my promises." I smiled through tears as he taped it to my wrist. “And when I said to you that I’m not going anywhere I mean it. You are the love of my life and I love you with all my heart.

“I love you more Charlie and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life by your side.” He smiles taking my hand next and we walked to the exit of the church to finally start ours lives together.

Bonus scene!

Y/nleclerc instagram post

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@y/nleclerc and here are some of my favorite pictures of the best day of my life, I still can’t believe it that your my husband and that were going to spend the last of our lives together.

I can’t wait to start our family and to grow old with you, you are the best thing that ever happened to me and I’m thankful everyday for you.

Je t'aime pour toujours Charlie (I love you forever Charlie).

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i9messi · 11 months

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You belong with me — Charles Leclerc

You're Charles best friend and a famous singer. When he announces he is going to get married soon, people start to analyze your songs.

social media au

a/n: happy ending!! I got inspired by taylor's songs, I love her so much

charles' masterlist

charles_leclerc

she said yes 💍

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user1 no, I can't believe this. pls tell me isn't real

user2 you should marry y/n instead

user3 i'll cry myself to sleep

user4 our girl yourusername was meant to be your wife, not her

carlossainz55 congrats mate!

user5 you're team y/n and we all know it

yourusername I'm happy for you charless ❤️

user5 I'm so sad, i hope he regrets what he's doing

landonorris 😡😡 (comment deleted)

yourusername

new song will come out tomorrow, it's a little personal <3

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user1 another song for charles??

user2 my girl need to express her feelings

user3 must be a sad song

user4 "it's a little personal" okay, that means this song will break my heart forever

landonorris I'm not ready for this

carlossainz55 either am I

charles_leclerc ❤️

user5 DON'T GET MARRIED

NEWS! famous singer, Y/N, is in love with Charles Leclerc?

In her latest song You're losing me the singer and songwriter reveals some important details about her love-life.

You can also read!

Five songs of Y/N dedicated to Charles Leclerc.

landonorris

do something, baby, say something tagged yourusername

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user1 lando is us

user2 say something @/charlesleclerc

user3 three days and charles still haven't showed up. patience isn't my best quality

user4 @/charlesleclerc your best friend openly confessed in a song she's waiting for you to choose her

user5 I would marry her

landonorris me too

user6 Lando! I'm supposed to be team Charles

user5 user6 we can be team Lando too

carlossainz55 🧐🧐

maxverstappen1 I'll go and get some popcorn

pierresgasly this is good entertainment

NEWS! Leclerc and his fiancée ended their relationship?

Some sources confirmed what some fans were waiting for. Charles Leclerc is interested in his best friend, the famous singer?

Read the article.

NEWS!

A month has passed and we’re all asking the same question, What happened between Leclerc and Y/L/N? Since the singer and songwriter has released her latest song, fans haven't stopped mentioning Charles Leclerc, her best friend. Leclerc has made no statement on the matter, nor of his future marriage (have they cancelled it?). Lando Norris and other Formula One drivers seem to be aware of the events, however the protagonist of our story has been inactive in his social media.

Some days ago, fans have met the Ferrari driver at Y/N concert. Does his presence mean they are still good friends or has he finally ended his relationship with his fiancée? Is Leclerc single now?

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landonorris WAR IS OVER

carlossainz55 I KNEW IT

carlossainz55 IM NOT BLIND CHICOS

user1 THANK YOU CHARLES

user2 finally our boy realized who was there for him all the time

pierresgasly 🥹 I'm so proud of you

maxverstappen1 finally, what took you so long?

pierresgasly he was an idiot

fernandoalo_oficial I want free tickets for her show, please!

user3 the world healed

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softtdaisy · 1 year

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DESCRIPTION I All your relationship with Charles was based on dares. How far can it go before it becomes too much?

PAIRING I Charles Leclerc × fem!reader

WORDS COUNT I 3,7k

A/N I I never thought I would go this far with this story but I'm so happy with the way it turned out. I really hope you will like it as much as I loved writing it 💜

Ever since the day you met, you and Charles had been playing the same silly game. In French, they called cap ou pas cap. The idea was to dare the other person to do something.

It all started during your parents’ wedding.

Being six years old at a wedding was the funniest thing to do. You were watching adults having fun, drinking and dancing together. You were sitting at a table, imagining your own life as an adult. How you would be singing out loud, dancing like tomorrow didn’t exist and finding a cute boy to love if you didn’t have someone already. You imagined all the cool clothes you would be wearing, clearly better than those they were wearing now.

You were so focused on the life you were dreaming for yourself that you didn’t see the cute boy walking to you. “You’re bored too?” he asked shyly.

There weren’t that many children in the room that night. Not many of your parents’ friends brought them. But some couples couldn’t accept to let their children home. Just like the Leclerc.

You knew Lorenzo because your dad had been tutoring him a few weeks ago.

You knew Arthur because his mom came to your place to introduce him to yours.

But you never met Charles. You knew you were the same age, your mothers kept saying you should hang out together one day. You knew he was doing karting which is why you never saw him before. You knew he looked adorable because you’ve seen pictures of him.

You knew that your parents quite hoped you too would fall in love. But you were also big enough to know it was a little too early to think about that.

“Yes, I’m quite done with dancing with adults that try to say something funny. They’re not funny.” You rolled your eyes and made Charles laugh. He sat next to you, taking your answer as a right to stay with you. And it wasn’t like you would ask him to walk away.

“They keep telling me I must be breaking every girls’ heart and I don’t have the courage to tell them I don’t even have a girlfriend.” He sighed and took your drink.

You were acting like little adults in your own world. Drinking like life was too difficult to deal with, when all you had to care about was homework and karting for him. You chatted about some people you knew, mostly your parents’ mutual friends and some of their children like two gossips. And when the photographer asked if he could take a picture of you, you posed like two old friends.

It wasn’t until it was almost midnight that Charles offered to play a game of dares. Taking a picture with Arthur’s comforter. Both sharing a dance with someone the other had picked. Stealing someone’s piece of cake.

It started nicely. You had no idea that this would be the start and the thing that ruled your whole friendship.

You and Charles started to hang out more, or as much as you could since you had to ask your families every time. You had a weekly snack on Wednesday, and you convinced your parents to bring you to as many of Charles’ races.

As the years went on, it became easier to be best friends. You were calling each other all the time, sending stupid texts and would take the bus to each other’s places without your parents being there.

But never did the dares stop. They evolved with you.

As little children, you were still daring each other stupid and innocent things. Telling your parents, a whole crazy story that had actually happened in a movie. Asking Charles to steal his brother’s clothes and wear them for as long as Lorenzo doesn’t notice. Stealing a glass of wine…well this one wasn’t too innocent, and you both developed a hate for wine.

From children you became teenagers. And the dares became more adult. Or you tried to make yourself look more adult. You never dared each other to do dangerous things or anything. Just…stupidest. Like kissing someone you barely admitted having a crush on, missing a karting appointment to go to the beach (to your defense, it was your birthday) or participating in the school theater play. You were still a little mad that this started as a little dare, and you ended up with the main role.

But worse than that, you became teenagers that were slowly developing feelings. And none of you hesitated to dare the other some things that would make them jealous. You did kiss Max Verstappen after a racing kart when, stupidly, Charles dared you to kiss the winner. He thought he would win. He thought he would finally be able to kiss you, even if it was through a game. Thinking it would be less weird for the two of you.

He didn’t expect you to maintain the dare and kiss his worst opponent.

“I can’t believe you kissed him.”

You were in his family car, driving home from the race. His dad was outside, ordering food so you could spend the rest of the evening together at home. Charles was at the front. You could see him with his arms crossed and his angry face through the rearview mirror. “Then you shouldn’t have dared me to kiss the winner.” It wasn’t that you didn’t understand why he was mad. It was obvious. But still, it was his dare. Not yours.

“I was supposed to win!” he yelled, turning around to face you.

“And how is that my problem Charles? I didn’t ruin your race.”

His dad came back right after your reply. So, you didn’t get to hear his own answer to this. But you had time to think about it. The problem wasn’t that you kissed Max, even if you were pretty sure that he wouldn’t be that mad if it was anybody else. It was that you didn’t kiss him.

You spend the whole trip silently thinking about that.

“Charles wait!” you screamed when you were finally at this place and leaving the car. At first, he kept walking like he didn’t hear you. It was Charles: ignoring the problem rather than facing it. Even if the problem was one of his favorite people in the world.

Since he didn’t want to listen to you, you took the fan you brought to the race and threw it at him. “Eh!” he yelled, finally turning around to face you.

“Good, now you’re listening.” You walked to him with a big smile. You noticed how close he was to just walk away again and avoid the confrontation. But you didn’t give him the time. You grabbed his wrist to make sure he won’t leave. “I dare you…”

“Oh god, can we please st…”

“To kiss me. Charles.”

He didn’t expect that. And you could tell from the way his eyes grew big and his mouth opened without a single word coming out. “That’s where the problem lies, right? You thought I would kiss you there. Then I dare you to kiss me now.”

And he did. Because you had promised to never break a dare. And because he had been dreaming about this moment for so long.

So, Charles broke the small distance between the two of you. He approached his face so close to yours that you could feel the air coming out of his mouth. Your eyes stopped blinking to not miss every single moment of this. How he licked his lips. How his eyes were going down and forth between your eyes and your lips. How he brought his hand to your face.

You closed your eyes only when his lips finally touched yours.

It was a simple kiss. One shared but two teenagers who still had a hard time dealing with their feelings. That couldn’t find the line between game and reality.

It would be lying to tell you both didn’t abuse the kissing dare. It was almost like you couldn’t do it otherwise. It would be wrong.

You did it when you were both jealous of someone else. Especially because when you were both 18, you were playing with fire and flirting with more people than you should. You wanted to see which one would break first. Which would stop the game and say it’s over.

As much as you believed in yourself, you were convinced you would be the one giving in. Charles’ kisses were phenomenal. But they weren’t healing your broken heart. The one that kept breaking each time you were seeing him with someone new.

But Charles was the one who changed the game.

You were lying in his hotel bedroom, after partying during the post-race celebration. You were drunk, you were tired, and you were cuddling like it wasn’t hot outside. But you couldn’t resist Charles’ arms, how no matter where you were it will always bring you home. To a safe place where nothing could happen.

You looked at him, lying shirtless, with his wet and messy hair all around the pillow, his hand caressing your back. He looked like a living dream. Your living dreams. The one you had since you were a child. You brought a finger to his face and started to trace his lips. “Kiss me” he mumbled. You weren’t sure you heard him right. You sat up slightly to look at him right when he turned his head to look at you.

“You didn’t ask properly.” You replied with amusement in your voice.

“I don’t want to ask properly anymore.” He said, bringing his hand from your back to your neck.

Before you knew, your face was just above his. One movement and you kissed. One movement and you admit that it was more than a game for you.

One movement that you did.

That night, you didn’t need to dare him to make love to you either. For once, the game was put apart and forgotten.

And during the first weeks of your new and official relationship, you completely forgot about dare. You were living your love naturally. Without the constant thought of asking each other to do crazy things. Then it came back one day. Out of nowhere. For a stupid dare that didn’t even mean something. Just Charles daring you to go skinny dipping in your pool since you were alone.

But hearing him dare you was like listening to a song you haven’t heard in years. Eating a meal you haven’t been eating in months. Seeing a movie you haven’t seen since childhood.

It felt wrong. It felt weird. Somehow a little relieving too. Like nothing had changed.

And so it’s started again. Childish dares like you used to do. More sensual ones now that you were a couple. Stupider ones because you wanted to play with the limits. And sadder ones when you were arguing.

When it was good, the dares were fun.

When it was bad, the dares were terrible.

“Stop blaming me for your bad performances Charles!”

The Monaco GP was over for hours now. And Charles didn’t win either of the two F2 races. Worse, he couldn’t even finish them. You could understand that he was mad, that he was angry at the team for losing his home race. Here. In front of everyone.

That didn’t mean he had to let it all go on you.

“Then what am I supposed to do, hm?” You hated when he talked like that. Like a pretentious brat who couldn't understand that not everybody agrees with him. Like you were too stupid to understand that he could be angry.

“I don’t know, control your anger? Or at least, not fuming against me.”

“You don’t have to come if you can’t accept my bad moments. Don’t inflict that on me that.”

He wasn’t even looking at you. Drinking a stupid beer on his friend’s balcony, because he didn’t even want to come home and face his parents. Watching the party happening outside like a poor boy that wasn’t invited. It was wrong. He was invited. He didn’t want to celebrate somebody else, selfishly.

“You’re being mean, Charles.” You sighed, walking to him, hoping you could finally calm him down.

But then he hit. Harder. “You know what?” he asked, not even turning to you like you were important enough. “I dare you to not come to the next race. So, you won’t suffer from my terrible nature.”

He knew you wouldn’t say no. None of you ever said no to a dare. So, you waited a few seconds, expecting him to break it. But that never happened before either. When a dare was said, you had to respect it.

So many things happened in a month. So many things that made Charles regret even daring you this. He should have kept it to himself. Let the anger disappear before saying something so stupid.

He needed you in Baku. He needed you by his side after going through the worst event of his life.

But he dared you not to come.

And you respected it.

You watched your boyfriend doing a perfect race weekend from home. Winning the race for someone that wasn’t there. You should have been there. Hugging him. Kissing him. Telling him how proud you were instead of texting.

It made you realize how bad this situation was. How childish it was.

“This can’t go on.” You told him when he came back.

“What do you mean?” Charles asked without even needing an explanation. He knew.

It was obvious to the both of you that something had changed. That none of you had the heart to play those silly games anymore. But more than that. You both weren’t so sure you knew how to live with each other without them. Your whole relationship had been ruled by dares. Making decisions through them.

“Is this really the life you want for us? Not being able to talk to each other or ask anything without having to put dares between us?”

Selfilishy, you hoped Charles would reassure you. Take the bigger role and make sure you still believe in your relationship.

The truth was he was just as confused and scared as you were. Worse, he felt guilty and knew it was wrong. But he wasn’t sure he was mature enough to stop that.

“I don’t know.” He sighed and you looked at him silently, waiting for more. “I don’t know what I want, I don’t know what we can do. I know nothing ok? Life has been a mess and I know nothing anymore!” You could see in his eyes all the anger and frustration he was keeping for himself.

“I’ve spent most of my life with you. Look what we became.” There was something more in what Charles just said. More than just a fact you already knew.

He spent most of his life playing with you. But now, at 20, was it really the life he wanted? Was it how a sane relationship was supposed to be like? And if you don’t stop it now, how could you know how far you’ll go?

“Charles, I dare you…” you started with a broken voice.

“Wait, no, we can…” he tried to stop you. Because he perfectly knew where this was going. He knew the game. He knew the outcome.

“To stop seeing each other for five years.”

There it was. The ultimate dare. The one you both needed but refused to see. The one you had no other choice to say to finally find a way of getting better. Feeling better.

Being better lovers.

Charles didn’t even try to negotiate or change your mind. Because if you didn’t say it, he would have. For once, he was happy to not be the one taking the rough decision. “Can I get a last kiss?” He asked. No dare. No obligation. Just a request from a broken heart to another one.

And you were glad you accepted it. You kept the feeling of his lips on yours for weeks after that day. It made things a little easier.

At least it did until you started to forget how he tasted. Or how it felt to be in his arms. Or the smell of his perfume. Or how good you used to feel after he made love to you like you were the most important person in the entire world.

Five years was a lot. But you both understood after a while that you clearly need it to grow up and be a better person.

Not seeing him didn’t mean you couldn’t follow his career. You even cheated one day, during the first year, for the Monaco GP. You hide in the crowd to watch him race. A part of you thought that he didn’t win because the universe was waiting for the day you would be together again.

You watched Charles dating other people too. People that weren’t you. People that could touch him and love him like you were supposed to. Like you used to.

That was what made you start a relationship on your own. At first you secretly claimed it was to learn how to be a better girlfriend for Charles. But as the years went on and you noticed he was still with the same girl, you convinced yourself you had the right to be happy with someone else too.

Five years went faster than you thought. When the new year started, your only thought was that you were getting him back. But you couldn’t be sure you would. Maybe Charles loved his new life like it was. Maybe he didn’t even remember the dare or the date you could finally reconcile.

Maybe he didn’t love you anymore.

When Charles received the invitation, he knew it wasn’t a coincidence. As much as it broke his heart to see your name linked with your fiancé, he knew.

Your wedding was happening right on the date the last dare was supposed to end. You were getting married on the day Charles could finally see you again.

Charles didn’t forget about you either. You were always on his mind. When he started a race, he wanted to make sure you would hear about him winning. When he posted pictures with one of his girlfriends, he wanted to make you jealous. When he was alone, he was dreaming about you being by his side. For good.

None of his relationships lasted because he could never love them like he loved you. It wasn’t a surprise that he accepted to come to your wedding alone. Not like he would have brought anyone else, anyway.

“You look…stunning.”

Charles found his way to your dressing room. He waited a little to make sure you were by yourself. He didn’t have the heart to face anybody. Worse, face your fiancé.

But you were alone. Sitting in front of the mirror. Knowing deep well that today would change your life. Either for better or for worse.

When you turned around and saw Charles standing there, you knew the answer.

“You came.” you got up immediately, taking a step toward before stopping. You needed a minute to appreciate it. He was here. The same young adult you left five years ago today was in front of you. Looking more beautiful than ever. Looking more adult, more confident. Exactly like you always imagined Charles to look like in the future.

“You invited me.” He replied. Doing exactly the same thing. Appreciating the view of the woman he loved. Except he had to deal with something more. The sight of you in a wedding dress. Something he always dreamt to see. But for him. Not for any guy. “I would have traveled to the other side of the world to see you today.”

Facing each other, you realized why you decided to get married today. It would be the ultimate proof that your love was big enough to fight for.

“Do you love him?” His arms were crossed against his chest, like he was waiting impatiently for an answer. He looked like a professional negotiator here.

“Charles…”

“I said, do you love him?” The way he looked at you directly in the eyes was like the confirmation you needed. You both grew up. None of you need those stupids games anymore to be honest and say what you need to say or do what you need to do. Charles didn’t have to force you to speak the truth by daring you to do it. You were both honest and adults now.

Adults are still in love with each other.

“I don’t.” You started walking towards him like he was the light at the end of the tunnel. The one you’ve been chasing all these years and that you were finally seeing. You knew you could do no wrong by walking to him. “I love you, Charles.”

One second. It took him one second to grab your face between his hands and give you the passionate kiss you both needed. Again, you could feel the determination on the way he was holding you tight, making sure you wouldn’t leave again. Or the way he was kissing you so deeply almost like he needed to discover you again. Entirely. One of his hands got lost on your perfect styled hair.

Charles was here to destroy the engagement you made. So you could make a new one with him.

“Can I make one last dare?” He was breathless against your mouth. It reminded you of the countless times you let your excitement take the upper hand and have sex in the first intimate place you could find. You didn’t even have the strength to reply, too busy thinking about how bad you wanted his lips on yours again. So you simply nodded at his request.

You saw a smile growing on his face. “I dare you to run away with me.”

Eight words. Eight words that you never even wished to hear.

“You can never say no to a dare.” He told you the night you met.

You didn’t plan on saying no today. At least, not to him.

So you took Charles' hand. Or actually offered him yours.

Making a pact. Accepting a dare for the last time.

“I won’t let you go ever again.” He told you once you were sitting in his Ferrari, ready to ride together and forget about the mess your love created.

“Dare?”

“Dare.”

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lxndonorris · 1 year

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special kind of piano - Charles Leclerc

Y/N x Charles Leclers Theme: light smut (not too explicit) spending a lazy morning in bed, teasing Charles a little x word count: 1280+

The sun is barely able to shine through the thick, grey curtain of clouds when you find yourself still lying in bed, the blanket covering everything but your nose and eyes. You cannot tell the time, but noting that your boyfriend Charles is still lying beside you, it can't be that late. He's currently preparing for the upcoming season, so he is working out a lot. In the morning, after lunch, and maybe even a short set of sit-ups before bed. This means you get to see him a little less, however, this also leads to his body being toned even harder than usual. Pros and cons.

Without even looking toward the side, you can tell he's still there. On the one hand, one of his arms is resting on your stomach, slowly moving in circles, on the other hand, you can sense him, by the faint scent of his, and the light breathing slightly turning into a snore. Carefully, you turn towards him. Charles is lying with his face towards you now, his eyes closed shut and his mouth agape. Struggling to keep your sleepy eyes open, you move towards him, to cuddle. Instinctively, he lifts his arm just enough for you to come even closer. He surely is already awake as well, but like so often, he pretends to be asleep.

Now lying right in front of him, you place your hand on his firm chest, to steady yourself when you lean in to kiss him awake like the sleeping beauty he is. Luckily, he is just wearing boxers to bed, while you borrowed a pair of his gym pants and a shirt. Charles' lips welcome yours naturally, and you kiss him softly, once, then for a second time. "Mhmm." He purrs quietly and opens his eyes just enough for you to see them. Those beautiful green eyes. They shimmer slightly, and your smile shyly. "Morning," Charles growls deeply. His voice is still husky from sleeping, which sends shivers down your spine. "Good morning." You breathe and lean in for another kiss. As you start to lovingly stroke his chest, he returns the favor by placing a hand on your neck, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

For a while, you lay there, looking into each other's eyes, while cuddling. "What time is it?" He says, raising his eyebrows, his whole body moving slightly as he's adjusting himself for more cuddling. "I don't know." You say quietly, as he lets out a longer, deeper groan. Charles removes his hand from your neck and reaches for his phone laying on the nightstand on his side of the bed. A little unhappy about him shifting, you pout. "What are you doing." You protest, gently grabbing his hips to hold him in place. "Y/N." He giggles since he's a little ticklish.

A playful grin spreads across your face, and he instantly notices what you're up to. "No. Pleaaase." His face turns into a grimace in anticipation, and just in time, you start to tickle him. "I don't know what you mean, Charles." You smirk, your fingers swiftly dancing across all his bare skin. At first, you tickle his upper body, his pecs, a little further down his armpits, and just above his navel. He tries to fight back, but in the end, he shifts so he's lying on his back, with both of his hands trying to get a hold of yours. His weakest spot, however, is right along his sweet, little treasure trail. "No, Y/N. Please." Charles is pleading with you, fully aware of your knowledge of his body.

"Too late." You smile widely, as he's giggling uncontrollably. However, somehow, he manages to catch your hands right before you can tickle him some more. Charles lets out a sigh of relief, as he holds your hands in place. "No fun." You pout again, and his eyes focus back on yours. "Fun?" He says, raising his eyebrows again. "Charles, don't. you. dare." You say, trying your best to sound intimidating, but he just smirks mischievously. Before you can react, he simply overpowers you and tickles you now. An unfair advantage really, since all of his training. Now, you're laughing, giggling, trying to get him off of you. "How the turn tables." He chuckles to himself, and you feel his fingers all over your body.

Luckily, he eventually stops, and your body drops against the soft mattress. "Not fair." You breathe heavily, run a hand through your hair, and tighten your shirt. Charles, on the other hand, takes this opportunity, to check his phone. "Fuck." He moans before he lies down again, unhappy. "What is it?" You ask, lifting your body back up to have a better look at him. "It's already nine." He frowns, and your eyes meet again. For a second, you cannot help yourself but acknowledge how handsome he is, with his messy hair, his beautiful face, and of course his well-formed body. But then it hits you, it's nine, and he would get up at 7 to train. "Oh fuck." You say, and he nods in agreement.

Then, he takes a deep breath and sighs. "Whatever. Skipping that today then." Charles shrugs and places both of his hands on the back of his head. "Sounds like a plan." You shrug as well, and lay down as well, with your head using his arm and chest as a pillow. It's too late anyway, and skipping it once isn't a big deal at all. He embraces your body against his, and wraps an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to his chest. "This was worth it." He growls silently, as he starts stroking your arm. "It was." You smile.

For a few minutes of you enjoying all of this, you place a hand on his chest and gently stroke him. The sun finally breaks through the cloud and its rays illuminate the room all around you, dancing across Charles' skin, flattering him even more. "Finally." You say, stretching your legs. He nods, before placing a few kisses on your forehead and gently tucking your hair behind your ear. You let your fingers run further down his body, to his visible abs, and you start to press them, your fingers playing them like a piano. "What are you doing." He chuckles, and his eyes follow your hands every move. "Oh don't mind me." You shrug. "Just playing this beautiful piano over there." Charles smiles happily and kisses your forehead again.

He clearly enjoys this so much, when he starts to purr again, like a satisfied cat. Effortlessly, your hand strolls over his slightly tensing muscles. In response, he places one hand on his crotch, gently touching himself. "Enjoying my concert?" You smirk again, while he just growls. Satisfied with yourself, you play him a little longer, with Charles purring, groaning, and giggling. For the finishing touch, you let your fingers wander to his treasure trail, stroking him lovingly, but firmly. His whole body reacts to it, by tensing, shivering, and moving. His hand lingers on his crotch, still touching himself comfortingly. You get up and take a little bow. "Bravo." Charles smiles brightly, instantly reaching for your face with his unoccupied hand. You lean into him, embrace his hand on your neck and kiss him again and again.

Charles softly moans into your mouth, sending shivers down your spine again. You separate from him just enough to still feel his lips linger on yours. "How about breakfast." You say, your eyes glued to his. "Just give me a moment, to…'process' this beautiful play." Charles breathes and his hot breath burns your skin. Happily, you rest your body against his once more.

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Double Crossed Masterlist

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"The music I make, it is not just for me mon ange, it is for us."

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now that we don't talk

is it over now?

my eyes

satellite

sex drugs etc.

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the 1

gold rush

slow down

matilda

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don't blame me

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end game

gold rush

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter 5

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minkyungseokie · 2 months

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Charles Leclerc; CH16

Autosports Masterlist | Main Masterlist

⎆Written

There's nothing yet..

⎆Blurbs

There's nothing yet...

⎆Smau

There's nothing yet...

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goldsainz · 2 months

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❝ LOVE AT FIRST WAVE ❞

MASTERLIST!

pairing . . . charles leclerc x surfer!reader

◦∘｡ﾟ. summary . . . a surfing mishap leads to meeting the cutest guy you’ve ever seen.

◦∘｡ﾟ. warnings . . . probable inaccurate depictions of surfing, no use of y/n.

◦∘｡ﾟ. note . . . i said i would do this is… and i have… so better late than never… also this is my first written piece of 2024!!! pls tell me how this is, i’m a bit rusty so i need all the advice i can get (be nice cause my feelings will get hurt otherwise😔)

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The sea was the calmest place you knew.

Ever since you were a little kid you loved going and hearing the sound of waves crashing against the shore, the feeling of liberty swimming gave you, most of all you cherished the peace it brought you.

That's how your love for surfing was born, with it being the best excuse to spend time at sea, you found yourself indulging in it far too much. So mucus so, that you ended up signing up for a worldwide surfing competition.

That’s how you ended up in Australia, surfing in one of the most beautiful places you had ever been in. It was a magical place to be in and you found yourself very content with the place so far.

The beaches were not as crowded as you were used to, but even then, you didn't care much for how the beach was but more so the sea and its waves. You had spent almost all day, taking a few breaks when the sun was too strong, surfing and testing the waters.

You felt at peace. Or at least for a while.

You were riding a wave, when a scream alerted you. You were no stranger to people surfing and believing they could handle the power of the sea, just to be disappointed when they realised they could not manage. At the very rost, after a few minutes they resigned and took to tanning.

You swiftly stopped what you were doing and swam towards the noise, there you found two guys laughing whilst another gasped for air. You couldn't decipher if he was alright, but you supposed he was by the way his friends were reacting.

“Hi,” you interrupted their laughter, smiling at them when they turned around at the voice, “I heard a scream and wanted to check if everything was alright. ”

“Yeah, he’s alright,” one of the guys says with a smile “He’s just not very good at this.”

“Hey!” the guy who was coughing chastises, rubbing his hands over his face as he tries to dry it.

You look at him more attentively, and realise how attractive he is. Which comes as a surprise to you because a few minutes ago he seemed to have been trampled over by a wave.

“Yeah, a lot of people are surprised by how hard this is.” you comment, making small talk to stay around the cute guy a little longer.

The moment he hears your voice again, he looks at you and is mesmerised by what his eyes see. He had heard you the first time you spoke, but he was busy dealing with the salty water and coughing fits, so it was a bit hard to put a face on the voice. But even then, your voice was a melody to him, that for a split second he wondered if he was in the presence of a siren.

“He exaggerates, I just underestimated the wave by a little.” he says, suddenly feeling the need to defend whatever talent he has.

“It’s okay,” you respond with a laugh.

Your laugh.

Even though he has just heard it for the first time and wants to hear it forever. The theory of you being a siren doesn't seem so outlandish to Charles now.

“Thank you for trying to, uh… rescue me?” he says, scratching the back of his neck, sheepishly smiling at you.

“It was nothing, I know how rough the sea can be.”

“Still, I’d like to thank you somehow.”

By now his friends have dispersed a little, they stay close to him but not so much that they hear your conversation. Though they know well enough what is going on, muffling their giggles at his attempt at flirting. Even after he almost drowned, he doesn't lose his ways.

“Really, it’s nothing,” you wish you could smack yourself the moment you say those words. You have a cute guy insinuating taking you out as a ‘thank you’ and you’re so dense you brush off the invite.

“Well, I’m not leaving this beach until I can somehow repay you for your kindness.” he knows he’s being dramatic. You didn’t really do much, you just approached him and his friends to check if he was drowning and he’s acting like you saved his life or something. But he doesn’t know how to act. He just knows he can’t let you go.

“We could meet by the beach bar? They make a really good piña colada.” you suggest, adjusting yourself on your surfboard.

“Yes,” he responds quickly, maybe even far too quickly but he doesn’t care, “That would work.”

“Okay,” you answer, smiling yet again which in turn makes Charles smile.

“Okay, then.”

You stare at each other for a few seconds, though they feel like forever to him. He swears he could look at your for eternity and not get bored, there is so much to you and he doesn’t even know anything about you.

“What’s your name, by the way?” you ask shyly, aware of the strange situation you’ve found yourself in, “If you’re gonna take me out for drinks I should probably know your name.”

It is a breath of fresh air to have someone not know him. He is always happy to take pictures or sign autographs, but every once in a while he longs to not be recognised and lead a life away from the public eye.

And so when he goes to answer he has a huge smile on his face, the dimple on his cheek making an appearance. You find it incredibly endearing, and you resist the urge to kiss him on the cheek and see how it feels under your lips.

“It’s Charles, yours?” you respond with your name, and he finds it —just as everything else about you— so charming.

“Well, don’t drown until then, please.” you joke, and you watch him playfully roll his eyes.

“The wave came out of nowhere, so it wasn’t my fault.” he tries to justify himself, but he knows he’s just lying to save face.

“Sure it wasn’t,” you assure him, but he sees right through you, “I’ll see you then?”

“Yes,”

“Great, I’ll be waiting.”

“Me too.”

You linger a little longer, and then say your goodbyes, waving at his friends who make their way over him now that your conversion has finished.

Looking into the distance, you can tell you have a while more to be in the sea before the sun sets. You swim away from the charming guy you just met, butterflies flutter in your stomach and it is not because of the waves.

And though you love the sea, you can’t wait to get back at land and reconnect with the stranger you just met.

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phillydilly · 9 months

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Sleeping beauty

⊹♡— in which she gets home from a trip and falls asleep on her boyfriends lap

Charles Leclerc x fem!reader

Warnings: just a whole lot of fluff

Waiting for Charles to get home after a race is one of the most exhilarating parts of your days. Hearing the front door opening has you running up to it as fast as you possibly can, jumping on him as soon as you see his face. Screaming his name and greeting him with kisses brings on a different type of joy.

But this time it was different, you had gone on a small trip with your friends to celebrate one of their marriage engagements. Charles had stayed home, as it was an established girls only trip. He had missed you like crazy, not knowing what to do home alone for five days. He was counting down the hours until your plain to Nice arrived, sitting on the sofa twirling his thumbs waiting for exactly 1pm so that he could leave the apartment and drive down to fetch you. In fact, he had planned out the entire day, you were going to get home, he was going to run you a bath, and then take you out to get ice-cream, and then take you on his boat to watch the sunset.

Charles jumped up when he got the notification to make his way to the airport, grabbed his keys, and got into the car. It just took 30 minutes and he was there, flowers in his hand and waiting for you. When he finally saw you, the biggest smile stretched across his face, one that mirrored yours as you ran up to him. As you jumped into his arms and burried your face into the crook of his neck, he could’ve cried at your touch.

“How are you, my love?” You asked him as he set you on back onto your feet. “I’ve missed you” was all he said in reply. You couldn’t help but place a gentle kiss to his lips, letting him know that you missed him back. As you pulled away, he went to grab your suitcase before grabbing your hand with his free one, and pulling you both towards the car, eager to get home.

You both drove back home, the conversation flowing effortlessly as if you had never been apart. Charles listened with rapt attention as you recounted the highlights of your trip, laughing at your stories and teasing you about the adventures you'd had with your friends.

When you finally arrived home, the exhaustion from your journey hit you all at once. You turned to Charles with a soft smile and said, "Can we just sit down for a bit before we start our plans for the day?"

Charles nodded, understanding completely. He led you to the cozy couch in the living room and settled down beside you. As you lay your head on his lap, a contented sigh escaped your lips. The comfort of being back home with him was unparalleled.

Charles couldn't help but gush over how adorable you looked, your eyes fluttering as fatigue overtook you. He brushed a strand of hair away from your face and whispered sweet words of affection. Time seemed to slow down as he gently stroked your hair, cherishing this moment of quiet intimacy.

Minutes turned into hours, and you had peacefully drifted off to sleep in his lap. Charles watched you with a heart full of love, grateful for your presence in his life. He decided to let you rest a little longer, knowing that there would be plenty of time for ice cream and sunsets. For now, he simply savored the beauty of the moment, content in the warmth of your love.

Charles sat there, enjoying the serenity of the moment, as the gentle rise and fall of your chest indicated your deep slumber. He couldn't help but reminisce about all the adventures you had shared together, the laughter, and the tears. Each memory seemed more precious in that quiet living room.

As he continued to watch over you, Charles thought about how lucky he was to have you in his life. Your relationship had weathered its fair share of storms, but it had only grown stronger with time. He knew that life could be unpredictable, but having you by his side made everything feel right.

After a while, you began to stir, your eyes slowly fluttering open. You looked up at Charles with a drowsy smile, and he couldn't resist leaning down to kiss your forehead gently. "Hey there, sleeping beauty," he whispered.

You stretched and yawned, feeling refreshed and loved in his presence. "I must've needed that nap more than I thought," you said with a grin. Charles chuckled and replied, "Well, it's a good thing we have all the time in the world for our ice cream and adventures. But for now, how about we just enjoy being right here?" And with that, you both settled back into the couch, savoring the simple joy of being together once again.

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cutielando · 3 months

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cat’s out of the bag ~ charles leclerc

instagram au

synopsis: your secret relationship with Charles gets leaked when he forgets you’re in public.

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liked by yourbff, f0rmula1wags and 98,385 others f1gossippofficial F1 driver Charles Leclerc was seen locking lips with a mystery brunette last night while in Monaco? Is there a new woman in the driver's life, 2 years after split from former girlfriend Charlotte Siné?

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user this was not on my list of things I expected to see today

user1 if he's happy, i'm happy for him as well!!

user same here

user2 who is she????

f0rmula1wags we think it might be y/n y/l/n!!! she's been friends with the Leclerc family for a long time and it is reported her and Charles got close over the last couple of months!

user2 omg i'm so happy for him 😭😭

user3 such a shame, i loved him with cha

user4 we all did, but just because they didn't work out doesn't mean we can't be happy for him if he's found someone else

user2 user4 true that!!

yourbff 😋

user3 UM HELLLOOOOO?????? YOURBFF?????

user4 THIS IS THE CONFIRMATION WE NEEDED

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yourinsta looking good, living even better (soft-launching shit)

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yourbff BEING THIS GORGEOUS SHOULD BE ILLEGAL🤯🤯🤯🤯❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

yourinsta i love you !!! come visit soon !! ❤️❤️

yourbff i will!! gotta meet that bf of yours 😩😩

yourinsta 😏💛

user1 we all agree this is y/n soft-launching charles, right?

user2 agreed

user3 agreed

user4 hell yeah

user5 it's so obvious

francisca.cgomes you're gorgeous !! we need to hang out soon <3

yourinsta we do !! i can't wait to see you !! ❤️

user4 you're hanging out with Charles' best friend's girlfriend and want us to think you're not dating? gurl 🥲🥲

charles_leclerc you're beautiful, bella ❤️

yourinsta thank you charlie ❤️

yourmother i miss you two!! visit soon! liked by charles_leclerc

yourinsta we will !! ❤️

leclerc_pascale ma belle fille 😍😇 (my beautiful girl)

yourinsta ❤️❤️

user6 charles literally liked her mother's comment and they really want us to think they're not dating

user7 she is actually gorgeous like wtf

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charles_leclerc they also call me charles lewink 😉

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yourinsta damn

charles_leclerc 😌

leclerc_pascale je t'aime, mon amour ❤️ (i love you, my love)

charles_leclerc je t'aime aussi, maman!!! tu me manques 🥺❤️ (i love you too, mum! i miss you)

carlossainz55 this is the best kept secret ever for you

charles_leclerc she would murder me otherwise

carlossainz55 she does have a point, you run your mouth too much sometimes

charles_leclerc don't bully me

carlossainz55 just stating facts

arthur_leclerc you look decent 👍🏻

charles_leclerc thank you brother. that's the first nice thing you've said about me all year

arthur_leclerc not my fault she's better than you

charles_leclerc can't argue with that

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user1 there is no way in hell that's not y/n

user2 they look kinda cute together. i dig

pierregasly kika is driving me crazy about going on a double date?

charles_leclerc let me ask the boss

francisca.cgomes pierregasly 😐

charles_leclerc she said yes. granted you get out of the dog house by then

francisca.cgomes i'm not promising anything

pierregasly i'm sorry baby😭😭

user3 they're toying with us at this point

user4 oh, to be y/n 😮‍💨

user5 to be y/n? more like to be charles. she's gorgeous, she's kind, she's literally perfect

user3 facts

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leclerc_pascale vous êtes parfaits l'un pour l'autre !❤️ (you are perfect for each other) liked by yourinsta and charles_leclerc

yourinsta nous t'aimons, maman! ❤️❤️ (we love you, mum) liked by leclerc_pascale

arthur_leclerc he's more sufferable thanks to you

yourinsta it's called the girlfriend effect

charles_leclerc i didn't know this was bully charles time

yourinsta i'm sorry, mon coeur. i love you ❤️

user1 WE KNEW IT

user2 PARENTS. AAAHHHHHHH

user3 they are more beautiful together than i imagined

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pierregasly you can finally stop driving me crazy with this

charles_leclerc i did not drive you crazy

pierregasly tell that to my sanity

user4 not Pierre roasting Charles 😭😭😭😭

landonorris you two make me sick

yourinsta awwww, is someone jealous?

landonorris as if

yourinsta i could set you up with one of my friends

landonorris don't toy with my feelings, woman

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charles_leclerc you make me the happiest I've ever been❤️

yourinsta charlieeeeee, you're gonna make me cry 😭😭❤️

charles_leclerc noo, don't cry mon amour, come cuddle

yourinsta omw❤️

landonorris you two are disgusting

yourinsta says the guy who can't get a girlfriend

landonorris ouch, that hurt

yourinsta you had that one coming

user1 ugh she is so lucky, look at him 😭😭

user2 MY PARENTS

alex_albon i'm actually surprised you've kept it a secret for so long

yourinsta no thanks to charlie, he nearly blew our cover at least 20 times

charles_leclerc i think you're exaggerating the number a little bit

yourinsta no i'm not

charles_leclerc ok ma'am

user3 HAHHA THE POWER Y/N HAS OVER CHARLES HAHAHAH liked by yourinsta

user4 i cannot wait to see her at another GP

yourinsta i'll be at every GP once the season starts again !! ❤️

user4 OMG MOTHER IN THE PADDOCK 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️

lilymhe you make me and alex look bad

yourinsta noooo, you're perfect

charles_leclerc not more perfect than we are

alex_albon keep dreaming, eclair

user5 alex and charles bickering in the comments <3

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Meeting Hazel

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Wife&mom!reader

Warnings: hospital, mentions of birth

Summary: Y/n and Charles welcome their second born.

Finally, the hustle and bustle of the hospital had subsided. After hours of labor, I finally held our little Hazel in my arms. Her angelic face, wrapped in a soft pink blanket, seemed too perfect to be real. I looked at Charles, my husband, who smiled radiantly beside me, his eyes shining with pure admiration and love.

“You did an amazing job, amour.” he murmured, kissing my forehead tenderly. “She’s perfect.”

I smiled, tears of happiness streaming down my face.

“Thank you, Charles. I couldn’t have done it without you.” He smiled. “Literally couldn’t.”

“Very funny.” He gently brushed my forehead. “She’s perfect.”

“She is.” I smiled, looking at her. “But it’s the second time I get pregnant and the second time they look just like you.”

“What can I say, I’m very good at what I do.” He held my hand delicately, his fingers intertwining with mine.

“I’ll always be by your side, Y/n. And now we have our little family complete.”

As we got lost in the emotion of being parents again, a kind nurse gently reminded us that it was time for Charles to go home, take a shower, and rest a bit. He nodded, reluctant to leave our side, but knowing he needed a moment to recharge. But before leaving, he promised to bring Harvé, our three-year-old son, to meet his baby sister.

It was already night, and Charles waited for me to take a shower because I didn’t want to leave her with anyone else, so the nurses helped me in the shower, and after I got out, he said goodbye and left, promising that he and Harvé would be here first thing in the morning.

I went to breastfeed her and held Hazel in my arms, admiring every detail of her little face. She was so small and fragile, and she looked just like Charles.

I was almost certain that she would at least resemble me a little bit, but no, she was his spitting image, just like Harvé is.

Even their eye color was the same.

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When Charles returned the next morning with Harvé, my heart filled with joy at seeing them walk through the door. Harve ran up to me, his eyes shining with excitement.

“Mommy! I came to meet Hazel!” he said, trying to climb onto the bed, and Charles lifted him and put him there.

“Be careful buddy. Don’t hug mommy too hard.” He agrees and lies down next to me and hugs me.

I hugged him affectionately, feeling tears welling up in my eyes again.

“She’s here, Harvé. Do you want to meet her?”

He nodded eagerly, his curious eyes fixed on little Hazel in my arms. Charles approached, smiling proudly.

“Harvé, this is your little sister, Hazel.”

he said, holding Harve in his lap so he could see better. “And Hazel, this is your big brother Harvé.”

Harvé looked at Hazel with admiration, his expression softening as he looked at her little face.

“She’s so tiny, daddy.” he observed, gently touching Hazel’s hand. “Does she knows k have Grand-père?”

“You can tell her later when se wakes up.” He nodded.

I smiled, watching the instant bond forming between them.

“Do you want to hold her, Harvé?” I asked, carefully offering Hazel to him.

He nodded enthusiastically, his eyes shining with excitement. Carefully, he held Hazel in his arms, his expression one of pure happiness. I obviously supported her weight, she was just lying in his arms.

“Hello, Hazel.” he said softly, stroking her face with his finger. “I’m your big brother, Harvé. I’ll always protect you.”

My heart melted at Harvé’s kind words. He was so sweet and gentle, so ready to love his little sister from the moment we told him I was pregnant. I knew they would have a special bond that would last forever.

As he held Hazel carefully, he suddenly remembered something and asked to get off the bed and ran out of the room. He returned shortly after, holding a small stuffed animal in his hands.

“I brought this for you, Hazel.” he said, handing the stuffed animal that Carlos gave him when he was born and he’s giving to his little sister. “It’s my favorite bear, uncle Carlos gave it to me. I hope you like it as much as I do.”

I smiled, touched by the look of pure happiness in Harvé’s eyes as he gifted Hazel.

“Oh sweetheart, thank you so much and I’m sure she’ll love it.” I said, holding his hand gratefully. “And I also gonna help her sleep like it did to you.”

Harvé smiled widely, his eyes shining with joy.

“I love you, mommy. I love you, daddy. I love you, Hazel.” he said, looking at each of us with love and tenderness.

We hugged him affectionately, feeling the love and gratitude flooding our hearts. I knew that from that moment on, our family would be united forever, facing life’s challenges together and celebrating its joys.

As I watched Charles hold Hazel in his arms, Harvé beside him with his stuffed bear, I felt complete. The journey to this point had been long and challenging, but now, with our little family by my side, I knew it had all been worth it. And as I held Charles’s hand and watched our children together, I knew I couldn’t ask for anything more in life.

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Y/nleclerc These past few months have been an emotional rollercoaster, Charles and I welcomed our daughter into the world and we couldn't be happier. Thank you to all our friends, family, and even fans who have given us so much support during this time.

Charles, myself, Harvé and little Hazel are incredibly grateful for everything.

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Cooking with Charles — Charles Leclerc

You're a chef and you teach Charles how to cook and bake.

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a new episode of cooking with Y/N is already on my YouTube channel! <3 browniesss

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Ferro Rosso Chapter III

Pairing: Charles Leclerc/Female reader digital artist older woman

Summary: on your mids 30’s you never imagine you’d be divorce. To help with the healing process you decide to return to you first love: digital illustration. Posting videos of your art online leads you to work for Ferrari. But you never thought it’d lead you to find somebody that’s going to bring you back to trust again in love.

Warnings: Mention of sex. Swearing. Older woman with a younger man. They are both adults people, don’t be judgemental.

Notes: This take place this past test week in Bahrain. Charles gave me some good moments to use as inspiration. All these chapters were mostly about y/n / reader's POV. I'm getting into Charles's pov in the next ones.Photos are from @dailyleclerc Thank you for those. Every situation in this it's there for a reason, work with it. Send me an ask if there is somethin special you'd like to read. Let the drama begins! Enjoy

Disclaimer: English isn't my first language. All mistakes are my own

Ferro Rosso Chapter I (Teaser)

Ferro Rosso Chapter II

You left for London the next day. The vivid memory of the night before hunted you. Mainly because now you were curious about what could have happened if you stayed. All thought you were convinced that what you did was ok and it saved you and Charles some awkward moments.

He never contacted you either. You took it as a sign, that night was just that for him as well.

The week after the art piece that you made for him was scheduled to be delivered. Your agent Sarah called you to let you know that the piece was being packed. You rushed to her office to personally make sure that everything was ok. It was your first artwork after all. Once it was packed you slipped a note inside the package. “It’s just a thank you note to my first client”. You tell Sarah.

A week later the art piece should have arrived to its destiny days ago. No word of Charles about it. The days had flown by fast as you were so busy with your new blooming art studio, your agent did a good job finding clients for you. Sailing for a high-profile client like Charles did well for you. You had to admit that.

Still no word of him. You are not sure why, but you decided to send him a text, just a cool casual message to see if everything was ok with the art piece.

“Hey, I don’t know if you had the chance to see the art piece. It arrived ok?” you sent him.

You let your phone aside and continued with your day. A few hours after you checked it, the message was delivered and seen, but there was no response. Oh shit, it’s happening. The ghosted has begun. Or maybe he was too busy, the testing week it’s in a couple of days, the whole f1 army is heading to Bahrain, and maybe he wasn’t even home. Either way the no response was a response itself. So you let it be if he replied ok if not, there is nothing you could do. But you’re sure as hell that you weren't going to make any effort on trying to contact him again.

You were too busy anyways.

That night your agent calls “Go to the link I just sent via email now! you need to see this” she says right after you pick up. You had your laptop with you so you opened your inbox right away “Ok I’m on it, everything ok?” you ask her. “Just watch,” she says and hangs up.

Her answer takes you by surprise. As the link opens you realize it’s a twitch streaming link. And there he is, Charles, being interviewed by an internet company, and at the back wall, your artwork, fully displayed for the world to see. You smiled widely, feeling proud about it. You start to hear the interview about various subjects and then you realize he did get the piece, he did read your message, he must read the note you sent with the piece and still he didn’t contact you. And that was it, you now know he doesn’t want to be in contact with you anymore. You were just that, another woman on his list. You aren’t mad about it, it’s what’s expected from a sports celebrity like him. You're a little ashamed of yourself for giving in to him so easily, but you're both adults and you know the consequences of your actions. That's it, you'll turn this page. Luckily you don't have to see him anymore for a while.

Fuck your luck! The Friday before test week in Bahrain, Ferrari submitted you.

The email was clear "The entire creative team is requested to report to Bharein for the week of testing. Social media strategies will be outlined and tasks distributed for the remainder of the season. Details of flights, accommodation, and other logistics are below".

The trip itself sounds exciting. You have never been in the paddock before, not even in Bahrain. It will be a fantastic opportunity for your work inside and outside of Ferrari. You’ll have to meet again. Charles will surely behave as professionally as ever, and more so with all the press and co-workers around. And you plan to do the same. Any vestige from that night is already in the past. The plan is perfect: avoid him at all costs, only if it is absolutely necessary to have contact with him. That was your brilliant plan.

Bahrain is all exotic to you. From the language to the architecture, the culture, the food, everything. So you couldn't be more excited to be there. Armed with your work tools. Totally determined to focus on your work.

The first day was everything to settle in the hotel room. Meet up with some teammates.

For the first morning of practice at the circuit everyone was present. Everyone, including the pilots. Including Charles.

You didn't need to be in the garage specifically so you did your best to stay in the hospitality area, away from any path that might cross you with Charles.

But you couldn't avoid Carlos in the parking lot. "What are you doing here?" He was surprised by you when he saw you dragging your equipment. He quickly helped you with your things.

"I know, right? If Ferrari didn't need me, I'd be in London in my studio, believe me," you answer as they walk to the entrance with his girlfriend and his manager.

Once they provide your identities and enter the circuit, he introduces you to his girlfriend and his manager. "So you're going to be here all week?" Carlos asks.

"Yes, it seems that way" you reply as you hurry to your first meeting of the day.

"Someone's going to be happy," he mutters under his breath as he raises his eyebrows. He clearly knows something.

Your heart stops at the first hint on the topic "What?" You respond calmly trying not to show how uncomfortable his expression made you.

"You'll see" he answers, laughing and walking to the opposite side that you are going, in the direction of the hospitality area, not allowing you to ask another question.

Great! Carlos knows. What a gentleman Charles has turned out to be, you think to yourself. If he told Carlos, who knows who else he told? Now you are upset.

Even though the morning is all about work, you can't get what Carlos told you out of your head. Who else knows? You don't want that to interfere with your work. That is going great by the way.

The first to test that day in the morning is Carlos, and the whole team meets at the side of the circuit to take pictures of the car on the track. You don't have to be there, but you go anyway to see for yourself what a car, from the company you work for, flies on track.

It's quite a press commotion when each driver steps into the pitlane. They all go through there. And you get used to the movement of people.

During the morning you notice the flurry of cameras when Charles arrives. He goes straight to the track engineers. You can see him in the distance, almost certainly he doesn't see you. And you try to stay out of his sight.

The morning passes, and everyone goes to lunch. If there is one thing that you like, it is to have a quiet lunch, without telephones, without computers. Just you and your food for a few minutes. You go somewhere outside the hospitality area, sit and enjoy your lunch in the sun, watching people walk by. Enjoying the moment. When you finish, you return to the hospitality area, but not before verifying that Charles is not there. Everything is going well.

When the afternoon tests are about to start, your team leader asks you to be the one to go to the garage to take pictures of Charles. The rest of the team is assigned to edit the morning images. How can you refuse? You have no excuse. Being the new one on the team you can not refuse either.

You take a deep breath as you walk to the garage. Everything will be fine, you are a professional doing your job and so is he. You'll kindly greet everyone and do your job.

When you get to the garage the mood is not the best. Apparently, Charles' car is having problems on the track and everyone is listening to his comments on the radio. Someone hands you your headphones to listen to the radio. There you are dressed in your Ferrari uniform holding your camera.

Charles is giving opinions and technical comments on the car. He doesn't sound very happy. In fact, he is quite upset.

When you hear the team tell him to go to the pits your heart starts to beat fast.

When the car arrives and the mechanics start to put it in the garage, you put the camera on your face and start taking pictures. Maybe behind the camera, he doesn't recognize you.

When he gets out of the car he doesn't say much, he just goes to the back of the garage. You don't follow it too closely, you just take pictures from a distance. When he takes off his helmet and starts talking to an engineer, you can see his upset face through the camera lens.

He talks and talks to his engineer as he looks around the garage.

When he sees you, he stops, he seems to recognize you. He stares at you but continues talking to his engineer. At that moment a mechanic passes in front of you and you have to take off your face camera.

Now he can see you. You hesitate to look at him again but do so anyway. You look at him and try to smile. He instead says something to the man in front of him. The man turns and he looks at you.

Charles doesn't stop looking at you while he talks to him, he's not happy to see you.

You think that he is not being professional at all. At least it seems like he's not handling the fact that you're there very well. But don't worry too much, you can be there, it's your job, he can't do much about it.

You continue at work, taking photos of him, of the car, of the mechanics. Everything your leader asked you to do. Totally ignoring what Charles is saying or doing.

After a few minutes, another man approaches you, and you recognize him as Charles's performance trainer/assistant.

"I'm sorry but I'm going to have to ask you to leave the garage," he tells you, he seems embarrassed to ask you. "I know you're allowed to be here, but now is not a good time for this," he tells you, pointing at your camera.

You immediately look at Charles, who is further back, taking off his shoulders the racing suit. He's staring at you.

"I'm just doing my job," you reply, turning your attention to the man in front of you.

"I know, I'll explain it to your boss, don't worry" he answers, trying not to speak too loud.

You take a deep breath annoyed, you know it was asked by Charles. He is definitely not being professional.

You turn around and start walking toward the back of the garage, you walk past Charles, who keeps staring at you. When you walk past him you look into his eyes, now you're mad at him. He doesn't answer your messages and now he is interfering with your work.

Your look is more than enough to let him know that everything is not ok.

You walk past him and head to the back hallways of the garage. You're muttering annoyed. Who does he think he is? He is not your boss. Your thoughts go through your mind at thousands of miles per hour. Making you mad.

When you are going through the corridor farthest from the garage, you feel a hand grabbing your arm, making you stop.

You look at the hand, the arm, and find Charles. Red eyes and sweaty. He pushes you into a corner against a wall. "What are you doing here?" he whispers, looking around.

"I'm doing my job" you answer looking into his eyes and trying to remove his hand from your arm.

"In the garage? Do you have to be here in the garage?" He says he approaches your face. You can feel the heat of his body having him so close.

"Yes, my boss sent me to take the photos, I'm doing my job Mr. Leclerc," you tell him ironically. You keep trying to remove his hand from your arm.

He grabs you firmly by the forearm "I don't want you there" he says even closer to your face.

He looks upset, his eyes are in flames, you don't know if it's because of anger or he's just tired.

"It's not your decision" you answer taking his hand with yours and trying to remove each finger from your forearm "This is very professional of you Charles," you say looking into his eyes, now you are challenging him. It's not just about what just happened, it's about everything that happened before.

He moves a few inches away from your face at your response "And who makes the decisions? You?" He shows a wry smile.

You clench your jaw trying to control yourself "Stop before we both say things we don't have to say to each other. We barely know each other. Please let me do my job."

He keeps his gaze on yours as if analyzing your words.

You can't guess what he's feeling. Anger? Annoyance?

Some voices are echoing in the hallway. You two look towards where the voices are heard.

"We'll talk about this later, okay?" he asks in a hurry, separating from you.

"I don't think so" you answer

"Oh yes, yes, you and I are going to talk," he tells you, pointing to the space between you and him and walking back towards the exit.

Before leaving he looks at you one more time. He leaves you fuming in anger.

The day goes on anyway, and you don't think about wasting time thinking about what happened in the garage. You don't think about crossing paths with him either. At the end of the day, everyone prepares to go to their hotel. You gather your things and head to the parking lot for your car, practically dragging all your things. You are already calmer on the subject, you have not had time to think about it much. You arrive at the parking lot, and there are people around leaving but everyone is so tired that nobody pays much attention to the others. When you're getting to your car, you look for the keys in your wallet.

Someone gets out of the driver's seat of the car next to you. "I thought you were never coming out," someone tells you. You turn around scared to see who he is. "What the hell are you doing?! You scared me Charles!" you almost drop all the things you carry in your hands.

"Sorry, I was waiting for you," he says approaching you to help you with the things you carry.

You take a step back away from him "I really don't think it's a good idea" you answer.

"We can do this out here in front of everyone or we can get in the car and talk quietly," he tells you looking into your eyes and pointing to his car. You just look at him and nod grumbling. He takes your things and helps you load everything into his car.

Once inside the car and you close the doors. You cross your arms over your chest, you feel very vulnerable right now.

"Sorry about today, I wasn't having a good day," he tells you looking straight ahead through the window.

"It wasn’t my fault, I was doing my job" you reply.

"I can't believe what you're telling me" he answers annoyed and turning to you "You leave in the middle of the night without saying anything and you think that I won't have anything to say to you when we meet again, you're incredible y/n," he says ironically.

"I made it easy for both of us Charles. It would be awkward for both of us if I stayed" you answer looking at him, you really think you did the right thing.

He narrows his eyes not believing what he's hearing “You made it easy for both of us?! Is that what you think?!” He slams his fists on the steering wheel “Can you explain to me why you think it would be uncomfortable?” He asks you.

"It was just sex! I saved you the time of doing the whole speech. I'm a grown person, I know how this works" you reply.

"My God! You really don't know me to talk like that. But if you think it's the right thing to do, so be it. I'm also a grown person who knows how things work, but I'm not rude. I would have said goodbye." he answers. His hands clinging to the wheel.

His words surprise you. You look out the passenger window. You think for a few seconds in silence. Deep inside you know he's right. He is right. And you hated that.

You look forward, uncrossing your arms "You’re right, I was rude. I'm sorry, I think I panicked. I'm not used to doing that" you answer looking into his eyes. And for the first time, you admit to yourself that you did not act well.

Charles takes a deep breath and releases his hands from the wheel. "Okay, I understand."

"I don't want this, I don't want things to get tense between us, especially now that we work together, we'll see each other often, and I'm really not used to these things," you say looking at your hands that are on your legs. "I'm old school," you tell him, smirking.

He smiles relieved. "I don't want this either, it wasn't that bad that night was it?" he asks you with a mischievous smile.

He smiles at her "Not at all." You answer, both look into each other's eyes. He seems to be sincere with you.

"You didn't try to talk to me either" you tell him playing with your car keys between your fingers.

"I was upset, what did you want me to do?" he tells you in a low tone "I thought you didn't want to hear from me."

You nod "Okay, I deserve that." You look up to meet his eyes.

The two look at each other for a few seconds. Neither of you are sure what to do now.

"I have to go to the hotel" you finally tell him. "We have a few days full of work ahead of us."

"Yes" he says smiling. "Are we okay with you and me then?"

You let out a laugh "Yes, we are" you tell him feeling relief. "Friends?" You extend your hand in a kind of peace pact.

He shakes his head to both sides as a sign of doubt "Maybe friends who work together and have sex would be better?" he tells you shaking your hand.

"My God, that sounds dangerous" you both shake hands laughing.

"It doesn't have to be, we just have to be careful" he says.

"I don't think it's a good idea, Charles," you tell him, realizing that it will be a roller coaster of emotions that you don't know if you can handle if you accept.

"Are you telling me you don't want any more of that?" he tells you taking your hand to his lips and kissing it softly. He knows what he is doing. And you know the effect that can have on you.

You bite your lips at the sensation that a simple contact causes you. "Go slow, we could crash" you reply caressing his lips with your thumb.

He just stares at you while you do it.

He gets closer to you a little, waiting for your reaction. You close the space between you and him and press your lips against his. You inhale deeply as you feel the warmth of his lips on yours. He takes your chin in his hand and presses his face into a deep kiss. All the tension between the two seems to vanish with that kiss.

You open your mouth allowing access to his tongue. Both enjoy the taste of the other in their mouths.

The kiss lasts a few seconds. You both are aware of who can see them.

When you separate, you both open your eyes, a barrier seems to have been broken. A barrier that you don't know where it will take you, but you want to experience that path.

"We have to go, we have a hard day at work tomorrow," he says.

You savor that kiss on your lips and accept. "Yes work, that's why we're here"

He settles in his seat and starts the car "I'll take you to the hotel, I'll send someone to pick up your car"

You also settle in the seat while you fasten the seat belt.

A few blocks before, both agree that you will walk to the hotel not to arouse suspicion. The journey is not long, but the atmosphere between the two is much more relaxed than before. And you talk about various things along the way.

"Wait! You said something to Carlos right?" you tell him before opening the car door.

"That bastard can't keep his mouth shut" he answers laughing "I didn't tell him anything, he doesn't know because I told him. But don't worry, nobody else knows" he assures you.

"I'm going to kill you if you ruin this for me Charles" you warn him, you're enjoying your new job and you don't want to ruin it.

"I won't, don't worry, it would be a mistake for both of us" he reassures you.

"Okay," you say opening the car door and carrying your bags and backpack. "I'll see you at the track then," you tell him getting out of the car.

"Goodbye, friend that I have sex with," he tells you, giving you a wink.

"You're a dork," you tell him laughing as you close the door.

You walk a short distance to the hotel. You feel more relieved that things have been cleared up. And a little excited about what can happen in the future.

There is not much else to do in the hotel that night. Just dinner and sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow.

The alarm goes off at 5.50 am. Getting up is not easy, these are intense days for everyone.

Your team agreed to have breakfast together at 6.30 am at the hotel.

Everyone meets as agreed in the hotel breakfast room. Each part of the team is already preparing to go to the circuit.

You are drinking your coffee with the others when one of your co-workers nudges you "Guess who didn't sleep much last night?" she tells you under her breath looking towards the entrance of the room.

You look at her not understanding what she is talking about, she just signals with her eyes toward the door of the room.

Charles is entering the room accompanied by a girl, she is holding his hand as they walk towards the buffet breakfast table.

Your heart sinks when you realize what is happening.

Of course, he is with someone! How could you be so naive?

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