#shoutout to my red couch girlies ily

[c2-eh]

this only exists because of nic and chubbs and because of what they said in the server couple weeks ago... so i would like to thank them, because i love them a lot and this was nice to do, considering i still have writers block... also this has been done for quite some time, but i was scared to post it lol. it's probably the biggest bs i've ever written without any plot

charlos; ficlet. basically sillyfic. 900 words. T. enjoy <3

Charles adjusted the helmet on his head better, so it wouldn’t dig into his skull. It was his racing helmet he usually used on race weeks, unless he had a special one. They didn’t really have a time to think of something different and significant for this situation, as they wanted to be up to date and answer to the irrelevant and stupid tweets as soon as possible.

„Are you ready? Try to hold the camera up, so you’re fully visible at first and then I will take it away from you,“ Silvia said and lifted Charles‘ arm higher. He has to film himself with back camera, so it’s more convenient for Silvia to take the phone afterwards, which is impractical and stupid. Charles was grumbling because of it for whole 10 minutes and Carlos had to kiss him to stop.

„Copy,“ Charles‘ voice is muffled under the red-white helmet and his voice sounds way too jittery.

Carlos can tell he’s nervous. His visor is still up, so Carlos is able to see his bright eyes moving hastily from phone he’s holding, to the floor and then back up to him.

Carlos smiles at him, just a small twitch of his lips.

He is amused by the whole situation and he wasn’t expecting to lay cards on the table about his relationship like that, but one should never underestimate Ferrari social management‘s unhingedness.

The comments on social medias – mostly Twitter, to be honest – are bit too much lately and PR management decided to take things into their own hands. No one knows how it’s gonna play out, but they are willing to take risks. If not on the track, then at least in the PR area.

„Don’t be so nervous,“ Carlos comes closer to Charles.

With the helmet on, he appears taller, than he really is. Carlos puts his hands on his shoulders, smile present on his face as he looks into Charles‘ eyes. The shadow makes them darker than they really are, but Carlos knows those eyes incredibly well. He could wake up in the middle of the night and recite the essays about the deep green-blue eyes, with central heterochromia, that makes them so beautiful and caledioscope like.

„I’m not,“ Charles lies.

Carlos chuckles and stands on his tippy toes to kiss the top of Charles‘ helmet. Charles‘ arm, that was still stretched out in front of him, fell on Carlos‘ shoulder as he did so.

„If you say so,“ he replies and moves away, to let him finally shoot the video.

Silvia corrects his hand once again with a sigh, presses play from the other side and steps away, but only by millimeters, „hello, Ferrari admin here. I think it’s finally time to reveal my identity. It’s been too long since I’ve been undercover and I am sure, every single tifosi is curious, who is the person behind all this.“

It’s clearly noticable who the voice belongs to, but it’s not like this video is supposed to be serious. Not in the slightest.

Charles is not even the admin, because how could he be? He barely manages his own social medias.

It takes all of Carlos‘ willpower not to laugh, when Charles struggles to pass the phone to Silvia. The camera is shaky and it takes a moment for Silvia to right the angle. This is their 5th attempt and Carlos wants to be done with it, even though his job is to do nothing, only to show his face at the end. Basically, he is willingly looking at his boyfriend making weirdo out of himself.

They are answering to the hate comment, made by someone who claims to be a fan, where they claim that even if Ferrari admin posts Carlos, they “won’t fuck him“. Or her. They don’t really know the gender of the admin.

Charles takes the helmet off his head, his ringed fingers already screaming who it is. If his characteristic voice wasn’t enough. His hair are messy from the movement and his cheeks are red from the helmet pressing to them.

Bright smile is occuyping his face as he says, „and to react to your tweet. Actually, he is,“ Charles smiles and blows the kiss to the camera. He motions for Carlos to step closer to him and Carlos does.

Silvia is looking at them fondly, while holding the phone in front of her face, capturing the moment. Charles smiles at Carlos and then stucks out his cheek for Carlos to kiss. He leans closer and plants the kiss there, with a smacking sound, because Carlos doesn’t really know how to be serious in front of cameras.

Charles face is split with the biggest smile and he turns his head to catch Carlos‘ lips in his own. At first he gives him a light peck, which makes Carlos smile widely against his lips.

They can hear a click of the iphone camera, meaning Silvia ended the video.

„We’re done. It’s gonna be up in an hour. Deal with people you want to know about this in advance,“ she says and leaves the room, with other people at her tail.

„That went well,“ Carlos puts his arms around Charles‘ waist, bringing him closer.

„Yeah,“ Charles giggles and walks him back to the red couch in the corner of the room, little further away from them, „now, are we gonna do what the comment said?“

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