Lights, camera, bitch smile (even when you want to die)
by youngnbeutifluv (me) on ao3 | Charles Leclerc/ Max Verstappen | M | 26K words and counting | 7/8 chapters out !!
summary
Charles has long since accepted the yearning in his heart for more, more, more. He has learnt to pull his hand back quickly enough when he accidentally reaches out for one more kiss, one more hug, one more laugh, one more joke, one more debrief, one more secret meeting in a hotel in a foreign country, one more, one more, one more. Always one more. He has been screaming for ages, it's a wonder his voice still works. or: Charles struggles with the pressure of being Ferrari's golden boy, Max is perceptive yet doesn't see what's right in front of him, and Carlos thinks his friends are idiots who just need to talk.
the I-can-do-it-with-a-broken-heart, taylor-swift inspired lestappen fic that has been haunting me for MONTHS, this includes mutual pining, charles reputation era, a pierre carlos frienemies situation, seb being the best, lots of angst and fun times and more!
this fic is my pride and joy and I need to scream about it with my people, because I have no f1 related friends who understand, so please give it a read and I'd love to hear your thoughts on it! sending love to everyone who reads this anyway <3






















