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dan and phil reveal the truth (but like actually this time)
A SMILE
a Charles Leclerc podium for 2023 Belgian Grand Prix!
Oh my god Carlos. Stop honking. | 2023 Belgian Grand Prix
Q: "What do you want to express with the music you released? What was the feeling?"
đ˝ď¸: RAI
What A Shame
03: Don't Blame Me
Driver! Charles Leclerc x Singer! OC (Juliette Morelli)
Exes to Lovers, Forced Proximity, Childhood Sweathearts
Summary: feelings and thoughts started to boil, spilling out of the cup
Words: 2.4k
warnings: Juliette being wild and angry, drunken Charles, flashbacks are on italics
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a/n: hello loves!!!! Today is not race day BUT chapter day!!
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It was a torture.Â
Everytime it was the same. Everytime I fell and I tried to get up it was as if the walls of the bottomless pit were higher and higher.
All the dreams were of her. All the memories were of her. All the thoughts were her.Â
She made me crazy, hearing her all the time. During the dinner, even if everyone in the room was talking, the only voice I could hear was hers and it drove me insane.
ferrari's prancing horse is probably the one growling
+ bonus
SPACED OUT WORRIES â charles leclerc
charles leclerc x fem!reader
# summary â in which charles takes his annoyance out on people, this time it was his photographer and media manger who he has a crush on, y/n
# disclaimer â this is a snippet of my fanfiction on wattpad ! if you want to read it, iâll be publishing it soon under bangmealready ! itâs called dress :)
( pt. 2 )
âLEWIS HAS BEEN GETTING A LOT OF ATTENTION with his outfits lately.â y/n spoke as she scrolled on her phone through twitter, reading the various positive responses one of their mutual friends had been receiving.
charles, too deep in his thoughts and annoyance, only hummed in response, as he had been doing for the entirety of the conversation y/n had been leading. gradually, she was starting get irritated with him but she remained calm.
y/n understood why charles was acting the way that he was, unlike most people on the paddock. his pr team was trying to force him into a false relationship with some model to promote her fashion show, and with him being the heartthrob that he is, it was perfect.
but it wasnât, really. for now y/n had to deal with a grumpy charles and the twitter fans were hungry, starving almost, for new charles content.
y/n was very strict with her boundaries and she voiced those to her employer. she wanted to make things on the internet lighthearted and fun for the fans, her and both drivers. she liked to post pictures she had taken of them with her professional camera and add out of pocket captions to get some laughs out of fans, so far she was succeeding. she thought the sport was already serious enough and with the continuous problems ferrari was having, some lighthearted jokes were necessary.
so yes, it was a problem if charles wasnât happy, because y/n wouldnât be happy and if she wasnât delivering, the fans would also not be happy.
she wasnât one to give up easily, though, âwe could try that.â y/n looked up from her phone, frowning when she saw the monĂŠgasqueâs spaced out face whilst biting his lower lip in deep thought. âcharles.â she whispered with empathy, succeeding in breaking him out of his worries as their eyes connected, much like her fingers intertwining to his. âas i was saying, we could try that, but less extravagant like him, just add more chicness with accessories perhaps.â y/n continued, her voice soft.
the man before her took a deep breath and sighed, closing his eyes as another hum left his mouth. he didnât want to snap at her, or say the wrong thing so he decided being silent was the best way. charles didnât want to get vulgar with the only person who understood him and his ways. y/n was patient with him, more than anyone else and he didnât want to mess that up.
it was no secret that charles was a guy that was very in touch with his emotions and not afraid to show them, but anger was something he did not want people to see him feel when the sun set and the moon shone brightly, when day turned into night and the curtains hid him away from the flashing lights. but he couldnât help and feel irritated that people had no regards for his feelings and wanted to exploit him and force him into a relationship with a girl heâs never heard of before, a relationship that would have no benefits for him or his career.
charles was dissatisfied with himself for letting people walk all over him and he seemingly couldnât fight back.
y/n spoke up after a while, disappointment clearly running through her for she couldnât succeed in lifting his spirits. âi think you need a minute, iâll see you after your training.â as she was about to stand up and walk away, charles tightened his grip on her hand, silently begging her to stay as his eyes welled up with waves that he didnât want to let crash into the shore. y/n looked at him and her heart ached with sadness as he looked drained, his glossy doe eyes staring back at her, pleading.
âhey,â she whispered, bending down to her knees so she could look up at him, their eyes licking in a hypnotizing trance as she let go of his tight grip to cradle his face into her hands so she could redirect his sight back on her. âwould you please talk to me? you donât have to but i like hearing your voice, c.â
charlesâ heart rate fastened at her touch, his body visibly relaxing above her. âsorry.â he finally whispered, it wasnât much but for y/n it was enough.
âitâs okay.â y/n smiled slightly in triumph, happy to have made at least a little bit of progress with him. he leaned his head forward so their foreheads could touch, both of their eyes closing and taking in the moment of peacefulness and comfort. at the feeling of her relaxing beneath him, charles grinned, their heartbeats synchronizing as an invisible string tied them together, unknowingly to them.
out there was a world, bigger than anything they have explored but in that moment their feelings were bigger, their hearts grew fonder and their physique ached stronger in insatiable desire for one another.
charles couldnât hold back any longer, he realized as he opened his eyes and watched her enthralling self enjoy his presence as much as he enjoyed hers. she felt his warmth leaving but had no time to exclaim her protest as his lips joined her forehead, his ring covered hands holding her face lovingly as both of them basked in that instant.
for the first time that day, charles felt content, every negative bone in his body turning positive as she brought out the best in him. he would make sure that he wouldnât let y/n slip through his fingers like many other things had, charles promised himself.
and to hell with him if he broke that promise.
Charles and Pierre during their karting years
đ¸: ksp
new photoshoot? + sweater paws 𼺠(cr: jacobchills)
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He is so fine đŽâđ¨