DROP DEAD (STALKED YOU ON THE INTERNET) ⌗ CHARLES LECLERC
❝ everyone knew two things about you: you wrote hit songs, and you had an embarrassingly obvious crush on Charles Leclerc. Luckily, he had been hiding his own crush on you just as badly.
𝓬ontains. singer! fem! reader. face claim: olivia rodrigo. (celebrity) crushes to lovers. humor. fluff. fan culture. based on/title from drop dead.
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charles_leclerc Tough time never lasttttttttt, only tough people lastttttt 😘BOLOBOLOBKBKNGHCD
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scuderiaferrari congratulations! A weekend to remember 🙌🏻
arthurleclerc let’s gooo❤️❤️❤️
user1 lmao the caption 😭😭
user2 congrats!!!
yourusername 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 ❤︎ liked by author
user3 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? user4 since when does y/n watch f1? 😭 user5 not me checking if this is actually her real account user6 mind you this is the only comment he liked 😭😭
user7 wait hold on she follows him 👀
user8 no because why does this feel like the start of something 😭
Y/N TRIES TO PLAY IT COOL WHEN ASKED ABOUT CHARLES LECLERC (FAILS MISERABLY) // Vanity Fair www.youtube.com
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user9 "he's cute— I mean he's a great driver" GIRL WE HEARD YOU
user10 the way she made it 10 times worse 😭
user11 imagine being one of the biggest singers in the world and still getting shy over a f1 driver
user12 i mean it's charles leclerc...
user13 her pr manager just sighed
user14 her facial expressions say it all
user15 fr! why does no one talk about it 😭 it's so funny
user16 she knew she fucked up the moment the word "cute" left her mouth
user17 girl wrote hundreds songs but can't say one sentence about Charles without panicking
user18 WE NEED CHARLES’ REACTION
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yourusername still can't believe this happened 🤍 thank you glastonbury!
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tatemcrae life changing ❤︎ liked by author
user19 you were perfect
conangray ate and left NO crumbs
user20 i love you
user21 👑👑👑
charles_leclerc 🙌🏻🔥 ❤︎ liked by author
user21 OH?? user22 uu we've got fanboy over here user23 he understood the assignment user24 name ONE song charles
user25 charles leclerc liked and commented how do u feel queen
user26 i just know she screamed user27 and followed 👆🏻👆🏻 user28 i think he follows her for months now
CHARLES REVEALS HIS LAST GOOGLE SEARCH…. 👀 // leclerc.clips www.tiktok.com
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user29 mr leclerc I wasn't familiar with your game.
user30 "he is private!" also charles: so anyway there is my last google search
user31 he could've just lied.
user32 LMAO FR BUT I THINK HE'S TRYING TO SHOOT
user33 bro is f1 driver but apparently still a teenage boy with a crush
user34 @/yourusername
user35 dw man she's single (waiting for you!) WHO SAID THAT...
user36 survival instinct of fart
user37 and we love him for that 😭
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charles_leclerc brutal out here 🇭🇺
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scuderiaferrari forza!!
user38 🔥🔥🔥
user39 is the caption brutal reference?
user40 it definitely iss 😭
yoursername interesting caption 🤨 ❤︎ liked by author
charles_leclerc (author) thought you'd appreciate it 😉 user41 i feel like i’m interrupting something user42 just pls text each other finally user43 get her vip pass charles!!!!!
user44 we want y/n in austria!!!
user45 flirting in comments like it's nothing
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ynhq Y/n enjoying Austria GP from paddock vip club 🏎️🇦🇹
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user46 here she comes be kind to her f1 world
user47 the outfit 😍😍
user48 do you think he or she texted first
user49 definitely charles 😭 that smug shit user50 charles. Pretty self-explanatory
user51 the dedication to learning f1 for a man
user52 hope charles wins🥹
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charles_leclerc p3 in austriaaaa😘😘
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lewishamilton congratulations brother!! 🙌🏻 ❤︎ liked by author
user53 y/n was here to help decided to lock in
scuderiaferrari Awesome work🔥 ❤︎ liked by author
yourusername so proud of you, congrats! 🫶🏻🫶🏻 ❤︎ liked by author
charles_leclerc (author) ❤️❤️❤️ user54 AWWWW user55 this is actually so refreshing to see user56 his lucky charm 🥹
♫ DROP DEAD • Y/n L/n (official audio)
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yourusername my new single ‘drop dead’ is out everywhere now 🩷 i hope you guys love it as much as i do!
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tatemcrae AHHH!! SOO GOOD ❤︎ liked by author
arianagrande was waiting for a love song 🤍 ❤︎ liked by author
charles_leclerc my favorite song ❤️ ❤︎ liked by author
user57 well it's about YOU 🫵🏻 user58 you were the muse, it SHOULD be your fav song
user59 THE MAN WHO WAS SEARCHING IF SHE HAD A BOYFRIEND IS NOW THE BOYFRIEND
user60 the character development is insane
user61 HARD LAUNCHHH
user62 "one night i was bored in bed and stalked you in the internet" oh girl we KNOW
user63 "it's feminine intuition cuz I always had a vision of us standing like this" 🥹🥹
user64 "you're so so pretty boy i'm paranoid i made you up"!!!! so true bestie
♫ DROP DEAD • Y/n L/n (official audio)
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charles_leclerc my woman wrote a song about you so you better go listen to it now 😘
summary : a new hire begins interviewing f1’s most well-known drivers, and it seems charles leclerc is very interested in her…
pairing : charles leclerc x journalist!reader
lina’s radio : i kinda have NO IDEA how journalism works so i kinda winged this, also lets pretend charles won monaco...okay...? i put my blood, sweat, and tears into this so hopefully you guys enjoy!
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f1 introducing the newest edition of our infamous camera crew: yn ln!
yn ln, graduating with a master of science in data journalism from columbia university, has allowed us for an inside look into her beginning days in the paddock! she will be interviewing various f1 drivers during the 2025 season, we wish her luck!
fun fact: she is one of max verstappen's childhood best friends!
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ynln i am so grateful for this opportunity, it truly is a dream come true ❤️ p.s. i have hundreds of max baby photos, dm me! 😉
⤷ maxverstappen1 i was going to congratulate you...but nevermind
⤷ user4 RELEASE THEM TO THE PUBLIC! 🙏
user12 charles in the likes...babe what are you doing here??
⤷ user8 omg you guys make a big deal out of everything, he's gonna breathe next to her one of these days and you'll say they kissed
⤷ user12 just saying 🤷♀️ i don't see him liking other posts like this
charles_leclerc congratulations 🎉
⤷ ynln thank you 😊
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ynln proof you can do anything you set your mind to
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f1 yes you can, we cannot wait to see you in the paddock this upcoming gp! ❤️
⤷ ynln i hope i live up to your expectations! ❤️
maxverstappen i better be the first you interview this weekend
⤷ ynln only if you win, old man! 🙄
user9 she's iconiccc, and being friends with max? she literally won in life
user22 her and max's friendship is actually adorbs like they're brother and sister
kellypiquet so happy for you, my girl 💕
⤷ ynln i love uuu
user16 charles in her likes again looool
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its media day, and the miami gp is everything you've dreamed of. the smell of burnt rubber and oil fill the cavities of your nose, reminding you of everything you've experienced leading up to this point. its a whirlwind of first-time conferences, handshakes with other reporters and representatives, and detailed instructions on what to say and how to act. your heart pounds as you travel the paddock, and although it isn't your first time around, it still feels just as nerve-wracking. the heels on your feet click against the uneven gravel of the paddock as you search for a driver to interview, and of course you find the very soul who introduced you to this chaotic world.
"max! max!" you wave your hand hoping to catch his attention, you watch as his head turns at the familiarity of your voice, and he gives a smile. you note it catches the attention of a production member, who strides over your way as he watches max approach you. as max stands beside you, you make eye contact with the camera, waiting for the okay to begin your spiel.
"andd we're live! hello, my name is yn ln, your new favorite up-and-coming f1 journalist! i'm here with max verstappen, current four time world champion in f1, how are you today max?" you ask, a radiant smile on your face as you look to smile at him, nudging him to answer. "well, just great today," he responds giving you a closed-lipped, almost teasing smile. "short as ever max, i won't be taking much of your time, i promise. tell me, how do you feel about this weekend's race in miami?" you nearly let out a chuckle at his slightly bewildered face, eyebrows furrowed slightly as he picks up your playful tone. "good, i think we have just as good of a chance like every other weekend, hoping to make some progress this weekend." he answers shortly, clearly pr-trained, you think, definitely unlike the max you know behind the scenes. you almost roll your eyes, but refrain, cameras are rolling and you cannot mess up your chances as a new journalist. "sounds good max, i'm wishing you luck, and i hope to see you on the podium this weekend!" you turn to him, pointing your microphone his way so he can get his last words in, "thank you, very much appreciated, i'll see you this weekend." he states calmly, giving you a genuine smile before walking away with his redbull crew. turning back to the camera you give off a bright smile, "andd that was max verstappen, lets hope we see him on the podium this weekend!" you say your final words before the broadcast cuts, giving a thank you to the filming crew, before making your way throughout the paddock, looking for others.
your confidence only seems to grow after your interaction with max, interviewing more drivers that you've come to know through glimpses and extensive research. from long-time mclaren driver lando norris to rookie ollie bearman, you find yourself infatuated with the lively energy radiating throughout the paddock. its easy, how naturally you seem to exude your own charisma, able to get drivers into a relaxed state, almost as if you're having a casual conversation, just like max said you'd be able to. you thank him in your head, traveling to the media center in hopes of getting your first break of the day, but of course—as luck would have it—you don't, but you can't say you're too mad about it. you're staring at your phone when it happens, looking through various folders of emails and work-related texts. that's when you bump into something, or more so someone, you come to realize when they grab onto your hips to prevent you from falling. flustered, you release yourself from their grip, and looking up you're met with a man, the same one you texted max about, and the same man that just so happens to be his "rival," charles leclerc.
"oh my gosh, i'm so sorry, i totally wasn't paying attention to where i was walking-" you sputter out, but he cuts you off, outstretching his hand to greet you, "charles, charles leclerc, i don't think we've met, non?" his accent slips out involuntarily, and you can't help but feel the rush of heat bloom across your cheeks and neck. "yn ln, f1's newest journalist, its great to meet you, leclerc!" you shake his hand, smiling sheepishly. he chuckles and for a moment your heart stops, "charles, call me charles, okay?" he tells you, before his attention is whisked away by a ferrari crew member shouting his name. he turns back to you, a show-stoppng, but genuine, smile gracing his face, "find me after the race sunday, okay? i'll make sure you get the first interview from me," he glances at you once more, watching you shyly nod, before giving you a small wave and walking away, leaving you standing stiffly. did that really just happen? you ask yourself, shaking your head as you continue to walk towards the media center, a rush of heat enveloping your face, charles leclerc voluntarily introducing himself to you?!
friday comes and goes, a mix of free practice and meetings, but also unprecedented media attention; which happens to work just in your favor as f1 drivers begin to pick you out of crowds, occasionally waving or stopping by for a brief word or two. you find teams reaching for you, almost as if their drivers want to be interviewed by solely you, but you don't mind. this proves especially true for one team, though you're unsure if it truly is the team's choice, or the driver's.
charles steps out into the media pen where he hears a mass of voices shouting at him, pulling his attention every which way. although he's still buzzing after p2 in the free practice, he can't help but feel exhausted, ready to practically run off to prepare for sprint qualifying but- oh. he catches sight of you, bright eyed and at the edge of the barricade separating himself from you. he jogs over, unable to keep himself together, as he practically grins from ear to ear. he waves to you slightly, before registering the many cameras angled at him, "hi charles! how're you feeling after that great performance in the free practice?" you beam, nudging your microphone to the monegasque, he's almost vibrating as he admires you, before quickly turning his attention to answer the question, "great! yeah, the car felt amazing, i'm feeling really good about this weekend." he states, offering a soft smile to you, running a hand through his hair, gosh he must look like a mess right about now-, "what are you most excited for this weekend?" you ask once more, he looks back to you, eyes running over your flushed face—no doubt due to the other reporters packed next to you like sardines—"hopefully getting onto that podium, i'm hoping for more good weekends so far like this," he winks before continuing, "i've got someone i want to impress." he watches your reaction, seeing how your face blooms with a reddish hue and you begin sputtering bashfully. he only smirks flirtatiously, waving a goodbye to the media outlets in your direction, before walking off with his press officer to prepare for qualifying, mission accomplished, he thinks.
the sprint race did not go as well as you wished. with max in p17 as a final result, you almost want to start a riot in your best friend's name, stupid time penalty, you think. but what makes you even more upset, even as much as you try to deny it, is remembering charles' crash into the wall before the race started. images of his frustrated face flash in your memory, and you shake your head, attempting to push the visuals out of your mind as you ready yourself to step into the media pen where you're sure the drivers will be stepping out to soon. of course the first race you attend is one where luck isn't on your favorite drivers' sides, you think.
the rest of your day comes in a blur of flashing cameras, too-short interviews, and quali, where you're unable to contain your smile looking at the results, max pole position, much better than the earlier sprint race's result, thankfully. the sun is slowly setting when you finish your final duties of the day. and after a barrage of, somewhat, successful interviews in the media pen, you're packing your materials up—microphones, radios, earpieces—when you feel a tap on your shoulder. you turn, and you're met with the sunset-kissed face of-charles leclerc?!
"hey," he says softly, waving, "hello charles! what are you still doing here?" you question, adjusting yourself so you can continue to pack up while still facing the monegasque man. "just...wanted to say hi, i didn't really get an interview from you," he admits, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. you quirk a brow in surprise, looking up and giving him a once over. his suit is tied at his waist, and the fireproofs he's wearing are clinging to his muscles a little too good, more than you can admit. you're blushing before you can realize it, catching yourself after staring for a bit too long. "ah...you looked a little frustrated, didn't want to pressure you into answering me along with hundreds of other outlets..." you trail off—referring to his sprint performance, if you can call it that—and looking away to close your briefcase of materials you'll need for the rest of the weekend. "congratulations on p8 for the race tomorrow though," you say quietly, finally making eye contact as his green eyes bore into your own. "thanks, definitely not my best performance though," he chuckles, "hoping to get a little higher on that leaderboard, y'know to impress someone..." he finishes, looking at you expectantly. your eyes widen, "yes, right...they're very lucky to have someone trying to impress them," you smile teasingly, picking up your briefcase, "i'm off charles, but good luck tomorrow!" you exclaim, begin to walk, but a hand catches your wrist, and you're again met with those dazzling green eyes.
charles, ever the observant man, notices the teasing smile splayed across your lips. he curses you in his mind, how dare you be so beautiful? his heart pounds as you try to end the conversation, and as you begin to walk away, he catches your wrist with his own hand. as you turn your head, eyes conveying your surprise, he curses you again. why must you make this so difficult for him? "i- uh. sorry." he manages to stutter out, confidence wavering slightly as he lets go of your wrist. he feels the rush of heat enveloping his face, and he thinks to himself to just spit it out! "maybe after this weekend...do you think we could...uh...go out?" he's looking anywhere but at you when he hears it, your enchanting laugh. the same one he's heard across the paddock and whips his head to find even a mere glimpse of you. he looks up to find you, hand over your mouth as you laugh more softly now. "we'll see leclerc, find me after the race tomorrow." you smile cheekily, waving goodbye as the sound of your heels slowly fades away. charles shoulders slump slightly at the sight of your slowly disappearing figure, not a yes, not a no, he thinks, what on earth is she playing at? he runs a hand over his face, stalking back to the ferrari motorhome, your words echoing in his head, is getting the girl always this difficult?
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charles_leclerc hopefully i've impressed someone, until next year miamiii
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scuderiaferrari you've impressed us charles! ❤️
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⤷ user44 lolll ferrari is not slick with this 😆
⤷ user65 ferrari PLEASE LMFAOO
user90 great race charless, forza ferrariii 🏎️
maxverstappen1 🤔
⤷ user12 LMFAO max you are not helping the rumors i can't believe this
ynln congratulations on p7, charles! 🥳
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⤷ charles_leclerc merci, merci yn! ❤️
⤷ user28 flirting in comments now 💔 he's so down bad
user72 ferrari 1-2 soon one of these days trust me bro ❤️🩹
with your words ringing in his ears, as soon as charles is free from his post-race duties--consisting of a horrid media pen, a post-race conference, and social media management--he sets off to find the one thing thats been plaguing his mind: you. eventually he does find you, watching from the sidelines as you interview your childhood best friend, a bright smile and twinkling eyes aimed at the dutchman. gosh you're gorgeous, his mouth twitches into a smile at the mere sight of you in your element, but it doesn't replace the gnawing ache in his chest as he watches you interact with max. he knows its an irrational feeling, max is happily with kelly, but he can't help but feel the drop of his heart as he watches you laugh. his staring competition with the back of your head is quickly interrupted however, by a few interviewers rushing up to him, hoping to get a word or two. he's polite when he answers the questions, short, concise, but polite—nothing like how he answers when he's getting interviewed by you. but from the corner of his eye he watches as you part from max, walking to god knows where, but all he knows is that he has to talk to you. he quickly says a few ending words, hoping he doesn't come off as disrespectful—his pr team would kill him—before turning on his heel, following the direction you walked off in.
you feel his presence before you see him, and you shake your head, looking at the ground while laughing slightly in disbelief. he falls into step tandem beside you, your paces matching as you continue walking. he's already looking at you by the time you look up, smiling cheekily before opening his mouth to speak, "looks like i've found you after the race," you continue walking as he awaits your response, curating what you'll say in your head. "looks like you have, charles," his name flows so effortlessly off the tip of your tongue, and you're sure he may just explode by the way he seems to be grinning in excitement, a red flush across his nose and cheeks. "and your answer?" he asks, impatient. ah yes, of course you remember, his question has been lingering in the back of your mind ever since he asked, and its clear it has been for him as well. you abruptly stop in the middle of the paddock, and you're forever grateful you cannot see any obvious signs of cameras still rolling near the both of you. charles halts with you, eyes boring into your own, dying to hear your answer. "well.." you start, heat creeping up your neck as you stare back into the monegasque's eyes. "although you didn't make podium...i was impressed with your performance on the track, so here," you're dragging out your words, practically torturing the poor man as you take a post-it note from your pocket and a pen. and after a few seconds of writing discreetly, you hand him the folded paper, "there's my number, leclerc, text me the details," a surge of confidence goes through your body as you wink at the older man, leaving him at a loss for words as you turn around, making your way across the paddock to pack up your things, ending a successful weekend.
his mouth parts as he watches your shrinking figure passing throughout the paddock. he looks down at the pink post-it note, a series of numbers followed by a cheeky heart and winking emoji is drawn onto the paper. he stuffs it into a pocket in his suit, running a hand over his flushed face and through his hair. god he is so unbelievably fucked, he thinks, heading back to his motorhome, and all that is running through his mind is the image of your wink directed at him and one single thought, you are a tease.
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ynln a simply lovely weekend, definitely was impressed by everyone's performances! next stop: imolaa 🇮🇹
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maxverstappen1 simply lovely indeed 🦁
⤷ ynln 🫡🫡
f1 we hope to see you every weekend! ❤️
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user56 the matching captions....you guys are NOT slick...
⤷ user23 wait matching captions with who???
⤷ user56 with charles leclerc, they've been prettyy close
lissiemackintosh so nice meeting you this weekend lovely 🩷
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user62 literally the best journalist on the paddock right now!
user87 the drivers liking her postss, they love her here
charles_leclerc a pleasure meeting you ♥️♥️
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⤷ ynln loved interviewing you this weekend!
⤷ user76 dude just kiss already
user88 her never failing to include max in her posts, they are truly bestfriends 🥺 i love them your honor
later that night...
that monday comes quicker than expected. your chest feels like it's going to explode, your makeup is slightly messed up, your hands are clammy, and your heart is racing faster than when you got your acceptance letter to columbia. but then again, what else would be your reaction had you known you were going on a date with an extremely well-known celebrity, never mind one that also works with you! you've smoothed your dress out for the fortieth time you think, when you check the clock: 6:42. you should probably head down to the lobby, actually you probably should be doing your reports, but never mind that, you're going on one of, if not the, most important date of your life. you breathe out, trying to calm yourself as you strap on your heels, the sound of clicking against marble floors echoing throughout the hallways of the large hotel your situated in. as you finally descend the final stairs, walking through the hotel's lobby, you stand outside, and at the same time, a sleek ferrari pulls up in front of you, and out steps your date for the night.
charles doesn't think he's ever seen a woman so beautiful. his breath catches in his throat as he turns to you, and every thought is wiped away from his brain except one: wow. he's at a loss for words, mouth parting slightly as he takes in your appearance, you're clad in a red dress, makeup done, and you look--as simple as he can put it--perfect. he realizes he's staring when he hears a soft giggle escape from you, and he finally meets your eyes. "you're- wow. you are beautiful." his brain must be malfunctioning, he thinks, the sight of you dressed to perfection being the one thing that can shake his, usually, unwavering confidence. he stretches his hand for you to take, opening the door to hhis luxury car. "you clean up nice, cha," you say, looking him up and down as you make yourself comfortable in his ferrari. he's sure his face is bright red when he says a small, thank you, before shutting the door. as he walks around the car to the driver's seat, he repeats the same thing to himself over and over: don't mess this up.
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maxverstappen1 replied to your story red for ferrari? you couldn't be anymore obvious 😂
⤷ ynln let me live old man 🧘♀️
user77 replied to your story WOW BOD GOALS HELLO
user91 replied to your story who gave you those flowers... 🤔
charles_leclerc replied to your story i'm pretty good at this photo taking thing
⤷ ynln only because i taught you how to get the angles right 🙄
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ynln a night worth remembering ♥️
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kellypiquet red is YOUR color ❤️
⤷ ynln i couldn't agree more!
user51 IS NO ONE ELSE NOTICING THE MAN'S HAND ON THE FIRST SLIDE?? ARE WE SKIPPING PAST THAT?
⤷ user89 no literally, that was the FIRST thing i saw
user75 a red post....charles' like....dude they couldn't be any less subtle
⤷ user42 yeah f1 fans have gone insane, its literally a color bye
sophiekumpen my beautiful girl, i miss you
⤷ ynln i miss you too tante, come see us soon 🤍
user64 my dream life 💔
the date goes well to say the least. you don't lift your finger for a thing; charles is incredibly gentleman-like: opening doors, pulling out your chair, informing the server when your order is wrong, paying for the tab, it feels like you're in a dream. he leaves you talking most of the time, and when you ask if he'd like to talk he stares at you with this incredulous look of confusion before saying, no, i want to hear about your life. it's silly really, how quickly the butterflies seem to form in your stomach, fluttering at nearly everything he does, and it continues even to the end of your date.
charles opens the door for you, holding your hand as you get out of his ferrari. he closes the door and leans against his car, looking down at you with that stupid, beautiful face. he's talking about something, you realize, but you're too focused on the way his lips move as he speaks, and the sparkle in his enchantingly green eyes. your eyes dart to his eyes, his lips, his eyes, then his lips again. his voice is muffled in your ears as you lean closer to the man, stepping on your tippy toes to come face to face with him. you lean in before he can register it, you can tell by the way he stiffens, then slowly melts into the kiss. its so soft, a synchronized dance of your lips on top of his, layers of affection built into it from a week of longing and stolen glances with each other. his hands land on your hips when you part, his chest rising and falling a little quicker than normal. you look at him through hooded lids, a night's adventure finally catching up to you, as you smile softly up at him, your lips slightly puffed from the kiss.
he thinks he might just be in heaven. his face is flushed as he maintains eye contact with you, and he thinks his heart cannot take the sight in front of him. you look tired, but it isn't that exhausted tired he's sure he's felt after a weekend race, it's the kind of tired that's insufferably cute, almost like a cat falling asleep. he sputters, hands still holding your hips, "you- you kissed me..." he says, almost bashfully, smiling like an idiot—he's sure. you nod, "couldn't pay attention to whatever you were saying, so...thought a kiss was a good solution, was it?" you cock your head to the side, standing up straighter. "yeah, no, great solution!" he manages to laugh out, still flustered. what the hell? how did you just do that so casually? is he honestly losing his charm because he definitely shouldn't be this shocked- his thoughts are cut off by a kiss to his cheek, and he watches as you free yourself from his grip on your hips. "that was for the race this next weekend, call it...a good luck charm, maybe you'll place higher," you smile cheekily at him, "i'll see you this weekend, charles, focus on the race, okay?" you say, waving goodbye and heading into the hotel. he waves a shy goodbye back, watching as your silhouette disappears from view, and he's still stuck leaning against his car. walking back around to his driver seat and getting into the car, he gives one last glance into the hotel your situated in, mon dieu, he really needs focus on the race this weekend.
the next morning...
imola is bustling. its filled with tifosi lined up against gates hoping to snag a signature or two from their beloved drivers. you smile as you walk through the swipe gates of the paddock, its so lively, it's quite hard not to be happy. but its also a thursday, the dreaded media day, you like to call it, due to your schedule being absolutely packed with conferences, and hopes of getting a few driver interviews. you unpack—situating yourself, your microphone, earpiece, and radio—you're praying this weekend will go smoothly like any other.
and smooth it goes for the most part. you're able to grab many drivers' attention, capturing footage you're hoping is streamed and well-received online, max wins, and charles climbs 5 places from his original qualifying, and you try very hard not to jump in excitement as he passes by the checkered flag. its a phenomenal weekend, you think as you slide yourself to the front of the barricades of the media pen.
you watch as max makes his rounds in the pen, smiling once he makes it to you. cameras are angled at you once max nods in your direction, and you begin, "max! a great weekend for you, from p2 in quali to p1, you've done great!" you beam, "yeah, yeah no great weekend, the team was great, couldn't have done it without them." he nods, sweat beading down his grinning face as he answers, "that overtake on oscar piastri in lap 1 was breathtaking, how'd you feel?" you push, watching max's expression closely as he answers, "yeah it felt great, sweeping around him was great, we all did very great." he says shortly, giving you a cheeky smile at his lack of an answer, always making things more difficult, stupid emilian, you curse in your head, watching as he stalks off to answer other media outlets. although, you can't help your smile as you watch him speak, pride bubbling in your chest. you both got what you dreamed of.
you linger around in the media pen, speaking to the dual mclaren drivers, one half of ferrari, and receiving a quick wave by williams' younger driver, before you see him. you watch as charles steps out into the media pen, his attention being drawn every way before his eyes land on you. as you make eye contact, you subtly shake your head, hoping it isn't caught on cameras. its a quick signal for him not to be interviewed by you, you're meant to lay low as intended, but of course he cannot help himself.
charles starts with his back turned to you, speaking to a media outlet whose questions are barely registering in his head. he moves on, talking and nodding along to another interviewer before he finally beelines towards you. of course he saw your signal, he thinks, hoping you don't take him for an idiot, but he can't help himself when he's seen you interview so many other drivers, it's his turn now, no? you cough in surprise when he's finally in front of you. "charles! how are you? great performance today, looks like you jumped 5 places from your position in qualifying!" you start, staring at him, but its hard to focus on your question when you're looking at him like that. "yeah, was great! glad we got somewhere this weekend, obviously not the best result, but its something..." he trails off, avoiding eye contact as he bores a hole into the floor, rubbing the nape of his neck. "you sure gave the tifosi something to be excited for this weekend! do you intend to keep up the pace these upcoming weekends?" you ask, nudging him slightly, eyes wide as you await his answer. "of course i hope to keep the pace up, but its really dependent on our team, i hope we can uh keep this momentum going," he nods while speaking, wiping a hand over his mouth. "any last words?" you break him from his trance of dissociation, looking at him expectantly with a look that says, don't say anything stupid. "ah yes, i'd like to say thank you to the person who gave me good luck this weekend, it worked!" he beams, pointing at the camera as he stares into it. he hears the sputtering, caught off-guard, thank you!, you say as he walks away, and a cheeky grin adorns his face. haha gotcha.
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ynln a great weekend with great people, congratulations to my best friend on p1! here's an old picture to bring down that ego 🤍
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user67 her including young charles AND the ferrari flag in the last pic...girl just hard launch already we're waiting 🙄
maxverstappen1 you're evil.
⤷ ynln aw you still love me though, nice try!
⤷ maxverstappen1 yeah, as if
user98 omg i always love watching her full interviews with the drivers, she's just so good at what she does
⤷ user80 no literally, the drivers smile so much with her
arthur_leclerc send that second photo to me please 🤲
⤷ ynln haha, check your dms!
⤷ user55 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
user63 her humbling max, yes queen we love to see it lolll
later that night...
the inside of charles' home in monaco feels like bliss. its clean, neat, and incredibly luxury, so much so but you can't help it when your mouth parts in surprise when you first enter. "wow...your home is beautiful, cha," you're almost stunned into silence due to your own speechlessness when you hear his laugh, "yeah, come i'll help you get settled," he waves, beckoning for you to follow him, and you nod, grabbing the handles of your suitcase. "mon dieu, what a terrible host i am," he says suddenly, shaking his head, walking over in two strides before gently removing your hands from your suitcase, "let me..." you look up to face him, "no, no its fine cha! i can do it," you wave your hands in front of your face, attempting to move towards your luggage, but he stops you. "nonsense, just follow me," he cheekily smiles, lifting the baggage with little effort, already walking up a set of stairs. wow. you think, running your eyes over his flexed arms, warmth creeping onto your cheeks. you realize you're stuck in place when he finally calls over his shoulder, "you don't mind sharing a room, non?" he asks, grinning teasingly. "no! i mean..no as in i definitely don't mind hah..." you call back, finally ascending the stairs with him. "good." you blush, hearing his low mutter in response, and running a hair through your hair, you think: how are you going to get through this weekend?
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user68 THE PIANOOO this HAS to be charless
⤷ user53 AND she's in monaco i think...
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⤷ ynln i miss you gorgeous girll
user77 every time she posts i scream in excitement
user52 she's so chic i love
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⤷ ynln i love everything about you
the weekend smudges together in your memory, its a mix of the same old, same old: conferences again, handshakes with influential people who you won't remember the names of, connecting with the drivers, but its you. its almost as if you've been hypnotized by the piercing smell of oil and burnt rubber that you finally make it to race day.
you've decided to skip out on the post-race media pen. you can barely think of speaking to other drivers when all you're focused on is charles' performance. you're watching from the media center, right on the edge of the track, gnawing at your manicured nails and holding your breath. its incredibly suspenseful, your stomach is twisted into knots and your head feels like its being held underwater just by watching it on a screen. you can't imagine how he must feel inside of the car, you think, dismissing the ache in your chest. you watch as he performs nearly flawlessly: purple sectors, the fastest lap time, and holding off the other drivers. you cross your fingers in anticipation as you watch the last lap of 78, watching as he holds off the mclarens until the very last second, and then he flys by the checkered flag, p1.
charles cannot believe it. p1 in his home race, it almost feels better than winning a championship. and while he celebrates, lifting a fist in the air from his car, all he can think about is one thing: you. he's vibrating in happiness when he pumps his trophy in the air on top of the highest step of the podium, but the thought of you remains in his head. he races down once he's finished with his post-race duties, only to find you at the edge of the barricades, tears pricking your eyes as you smile widely in happiness. she waited. waited for you to find her, he thinks, and its almost instinct when he takes two strides towards you, holding your face in his palms. "did i finally impress you?" he whispers softly, watching your head fall back in disbelief and laughter, "shut up!" you exclaim back, "never," he chuckles, pulling your face into his own to lock your lips, and he thinks, getting the girl was worth it.
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ynln yes, he has impressed me ♥️
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charles_leclerc i love you, mon coeur ♥️ you truly are my good luck charm
⤷ ynln i love you infinitely more 💕
⤷ charles_leclerc impossible 🙄
⤷ user61 SHES THE GOODLUCK CHARM HE MENTIONED IN THE INTERVIEW 😭 omg im SICK
scuderiaferrari our favorite couple on the paddock! ❤️
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user79 quick everyone act surprised! 😮
⤷ user50 RIGHT they were not subtle im crying 😭
maxverstappen1 so glad i don't have to keep this a secret anymore 😂
⤷ ynln shut it 😒
user87 their kiss was so romantic UGH?
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ynln i love you more than words can describe, congratulations on p1 baby ♥️
⤷ charles_leclerc thank you for supporting me, mon ange ♥️
⤷ user48 they're so cute omg it sickensss me
user2 the matching captions????? the matching photo??? im actually done they're so adorable.
f1 congratulations charles! 🇲🇨👏
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leclerc_pascale so cute!
⤷ charles_leclerc thank you maman! ❤️
user47 FORZA FERRARIIII 🏎️ 🇲🇨
user92 them still using the quote from their first interview together 🥺
𝗖𝗟𝟏𝟔 ✦ charles isn’t afraid to show his support for his tennis player girlfriend or you find it so adorable how he’s your biggest fan. 𝐜𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲.
𝒂𝗏𝖾́𝖼 · fem tennis player!reader smau + written━━𝟗𝟤𝟢𝘄𝖼. fluff ╱ angst comfort au established relationship no face claim ❪ pictures of alexandra saint mleux & emma radacanu ❫
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user1 PARENTSSS user2 leo fr the luckiest dog
JUST AS YOU get off the dock, your hand is already reaching for your duffel bag, while charles’ eyebrows knit in confusion, the golden dachshund resting in pure bliss in his fathers arms.
“chérie, you don’t have to train every second..” a sigh escapes his lips.
the sight of your cute pup in his bare arms makes you giggle despite Charles’s frustrated bluntness. you step closer and scratch leo’s golden fur, cooing at him while ignoring your boyfriend’s fussiness over you.
but Charles’ disappointed expression is just so annoyingly evident. and he knows it.
Heck, he exaggerates it.
he wants you to notice the pout on his lips and the way his eyebrows crease, and not because of the blinding sun.
Charles is so annoyingly aware of the effect he has on you.
“Baby..” you sigh.
“Can’t we just spend a few days together? Without work in the way?” Charles has been wanting a romantic getaway with you for ages—especially with the rough first-half of the painful season.
charles doesn’t cry much, but you’ve spent enough time holding him after races—cuddling and whispering comforting words in his ear back in hotel rooms—to know that he hasn’t had the most spectacular spring summer season..
“you know I can’t have a break right now—the US Open is coming up.”
he sighs again, “can’t you just skip one day?”
but then, a thought crosses your mind. and Charles, with a little pout, recognises that smirk..
“Unless..”
“Baby, I’m not going to play tennis with you.” He immediately deadpans before you can even offer.
“C’mon!! It’ll be fun!” you laugh, tugging at his arm, as you find your way around the beach house. you take leo in your arms, clasping his leash.
“Chérie, tell me what part of playing with a professional tennis athlete, who’s also my stubborn little.. competitive grouch of a girlfriend..
( he pinches your cheek, partly because he wants you to be in pain from his frustration, partly by cuteness aggression with the way your smiling up at him like he’s the sun. )
..is going to be fun?”
your touch lingers on his hands, tugging him closer. “I’ll let you win?”
“That makes me feel pathetic.” he rolls his eyes, but the offer is tempting. not to lose against you but to just see you all giddy on the court with him.
“then I’ll make you lose..”
“That’s worse.”
despite himself, charles doesn’t fight when you drag him to the tennis court.
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charles_leclerc So you lied, you didn’t let me win. liked by author ynofficial how else do I train babe 🤣 alexalbon join the club, I always get shown up by lily 😕 liked by author ynofficial DESERVEDDD
user3 STUNNINGGG user4 i love how they always post each other 🥰
user5 Hope you do the best in the US Open!!!!! user6 lmaooo she’s not even a serious athlete. her only fame comes from being with charles 💀 user7 she was an athlete before she met him so??? user8 i mean, isn’t it obvious she’s just with him to leverage her career? she’s not even that good, his fans just overhype her. user9 Can yall relax hg is just trying to practise and be in a happy relationship 😭
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user10 Professional hab user11 SO CUTEEE
user12 this just screams pr couple to me... user13 Right??? Meanwhile, she barely even comes to the paddock, some girlfriend 😂 user14 that’s what I’ve been saying, his ‘girlfriend’ barely comes to his races, and this is his first time in her whole career coming to one of her competitions.
“AMOUR?” CHARLES KNOCKS on the door of your changing room. you had been in there for ages after a.. less than satisfactory performance.
today wasn’t the comp you needed, anything but. it was great to get to the semifinals, but the mistakes after mistakes had you screaming mentally. your ranks had just gotten worse since the new season started.
Charles sighs, resting his side against the door. “Everything ok?” He mutters after a pause, and he actually feels his heart chipping when he hears a choked up little ‘mhm’.
normally he’d give you your time, but he can’t handle the faint noises of your pained crying.
slowly, he opens the door and peeks inside, just to find you standing in front of the mirror, brushing your hair back in frustration, throwing another damp, crumpled up tissue on the table in front of you.
“Y/n..” Charles mutters, his hands wrapping around your waist to pull your back against his chest. he closes his eyes, pressing his lips to your hair on the temple of your head, before slowly turning you around.
His embrace feels like a safe space, as you bottled up tears flow more freely against his chest. instinctively, Charles wraps his arms around your torso, kissing your forehead like bandages to a broken wound.
“Chérie, you did fabulous.. there’s nothing to be upset about.”
You don’t say anything, you think your voice might give out if you do.
He sighs, holding your face in his hands as he looks down at your teary face.
“Baby..”
“Stop it, you saw me.. I mean—there wasn’t even one moment where anyone would think I’d win.” you scoffed.
Charles doesn’t know the concepts of a good performance, but he does know the basic symptoms of a broken girlfriend who needs looking after.
“Are you kidding? The whole crowd was screaming your name. People came up to me asking to give you gifts!”
“..gifts?” It’s shallow to perk up at gifts, you think, but you can’t help how visible your excitement is.
but he doesn’t think it’s shallow, in fact, his cheeks are hurting from smiling at how adorable you look.
“Mhm.. lots.” He coos, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he rests your crying face against his shoulder. “And if it makes you feel better..”
he holds your head up again, noses just barely touching, as he pouts his lips at you. “You couldn’t have performed any better in my eyes. Win or lose.. I was the luckiest person today to even watch you.”
the corners of your lips rise, slowly, but it’s there. he chuckles, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips and gently grazing your cheek with the pad of his thumb, wiping your tears.
“I guess we both are just having unlucky years, huh?” You jokes, and a giggle finally escapes your lips.
“Mhm..” he chuckles, “Maybe we’re just a perfect match.”
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summary: you're everyones favorite pop princess and fans can't help but speculate about who is featured on your newest album
pairing: famous!singer!reader x charles leclerc
fc & warnings: olivia rodrigo (i love her and her new music) & references to song lyrics and slightly suggestive. you are responsible for the content you consume.
requested: yeeeesssss thank you for requesting and for your patience darling xoxox
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ynuser: drop dead is out now!!! i love this song so much and i simply can't wait for you to hear the rest of the album 💕✨🩰
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conangray: i dropped dead 🥹
ynuser: 🥰
user1: YES YES YES YES
sabrincarpenter: i love this song and i love you
ynuser: i love you more!!!!!
user2: i literally cant explain how excited i am for the rest of the album
charlesleclerc: 🐝🍯🇫🇷🚅💜
ynuser: 🤔
user16: what is happening here
user17: now hold on a moment...... have i found my newest ship?
user4: might be your best song yet y/n/n!!
user5: how do you never miss
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duexmoi: multiple anonymous sources have reached out encouraging us to take a closer look at the credits on y/n y/l/n's upcoming album and the most recently released single drop dead. one songwriter/producer credited as "leo monte-carlo" is allegedly far more famous than fans realize. we'll let the internet do what it does best and investigate this one!
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user1: .... now that you mention it i've never seen this producer on any of her other albums or singles
user2: tbf i dont think i could name a single producer in the industry , leo is probably just some random dude 😭
user3: is this y/n's joe alwyn? 🤯
user16: now call me crazy..... but walk w me here.... leo monte-carlo.... monte-carlo = monaco.... who lives in monaco? charles leclerc.. who recently commented on y/n's post a weird string of emojis that seem to relate to the track list she dropped and that she randomly responded to despite them really not interacting before like that???? charles leclerc...... who has a dog named leo??? charles leclerc..... who also makes music???? charles leclerc....
user4: yeah girl ur crazy
user16: ok didnt really mean for u to legit call me crazy .... but hmu in a couple weeks when im right
user4: well if you want to talk f1... she is quite publicly friends with oscar piastri so like why couldn't it be him? doesn't he live in monaco now?
user3: oh wait yeah she is good friends with oscar! she's been in the mclaren garage a few times
user16: but what is the leo connection then? and does oscar play any music?
user7: well , she's also friends with lando and he had that dj stint for a minute
user16: AGAIN WHAT IS THE LEO CONNECTION THEN
user7: now that i do not know user16
user8: not to be that person.... but she is also friendly enough with liam lawson who plays the guitar!
user19: y'all.... WHY are we convinced its an f1 driver and not just literally anyone else?????? y/n has a lot of famous friends in the music industry like my money is on this being role model. she was seen out to dinner with him like last month.
user16: idk y/n has been in the f1 paddock a bunch of times over the past 3 years and something is just telling me theres a connection here
user5: prolly just some random nobody in the music industry
user6: i'm thinking its probably her bestie y/bff!! they always do silly stuff like this
user16: yeah but shes not famous so why would the sources call say they're super famous if y/bff isnt?
user6: sources, especially anonymous ones, can be false!!
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you stared down at your phone before letting out a frustrated sigh and falling backward onto the plush hotel bed. you'd been mindlessly scrolling through Instagram to kill time while charles finished his media duties when the deuxmoi post caught your eye. normally, you would've kept scrolling because you hated giving gossip accounts the attention they craved but this time though, the post made your stomach drop. they'd found leo monte-carlo.
you immediately texted charles: can you come back to the hotel as soon as you're done please?
the 40 minutes that followed felt closer to 4 hours. every notification that appeared on your screen that wasn't charles only made the knot in your stomach tighten. fans were already dissecting the post, comparing credits, looking for clues and building theories.
by the time the hotel room door finally opened, you were halfway through reading a thread debunking leo being a real person. charles stepped inside carrying a bouquet of flowers with a tired but genuine smile on his face. under normal circumstances, the sight would've melted you instantly but today, all you could manage was a weak smile.
his expression shifted immediately, "what is it, mon amour?"
without a word, you held out your phone. charles set the flowers down and sat beside you on the couch, taking the device from your hand. the room was silent as he read through the post and the hundreds of comments underneath it. when he finally looked up, he sighed softly.
"they know about leo," you said, dragging a hand through your hair. "not completely but close enough."
charles turned toward you, "they're guessing."
"they're guessing correctly."
"one person is," he corrected, "and nobody seems convinced."
you stared at him, "charles, it's only a matter of time before they are!"
he reached for your hand and gently pulled you onto his lap. you settled there automatically, one leg on either side of him as his hands found your waist.
"your... well.. our dog's name is leo," you reminded him.
"yes, sweetheart. i'm aware."
"and you're from monaco."
"I am."
you groaned, dropping your forehead against his shoulder. "who would even tell them? so few people know."
that was the part you couldn't stop thinking about. the name had been carefully planned from the beginning. your managers and some ferrari folks knew, a handful of label executives knew and a few trusted friends knew. the list was small enough that you could practically count everyone on both hands.
charles rubbed his thumb against your side and you raised your head as he began to speak. "im sure they receive thousands of anonymous tips every day. maybe someone recognized the connection or maybe somebody overheard something. i dont know maybe paperwork ended up in the wrong hands or maybe they're just completely guessing." he continued rubbing your side with his thumb, "they even say it's anonymous. those accounts love creating drama when they don't have actual proof."
"but they're right?"
charles squeezed your waist reassuringly, "ok.... then we just deal with it.
"that's your solution?"
a small smile tugged at his lips, "it is a very good solution."
you rolled your eyes but despite yourself, some of the tension eased from your shoulders.
"the album isn't even out yet," he reminded. "nobody has proof and even if they keep talking, people obsess over things for 2 days before finding something new." his calmness was almost infuriating, "the songs are good, no?" he asked gently.
"obviously."
"and you're proud of them?"
"yes."
"and I'm proud of them too," his gaze narrowed in on your lips. "i'm proud of what we made together."
the sincerity in his voice made your chest ache as charles lifted your hand and pressed a kiss to your knuckles. "so everything else is just noise," he continued as he kissed your cheek. "it doesn't change our relationship or how much I love you."
another kiss landed just below your jaw as he said, "it doesn't change how proud I am of you." then he cupped your face and kissed you gently, "and it doesn't change how proud I am to be yours."
for a moment, all the anxiety that had been building inside you seemed to fade away. outside this hotel room, the internet was spiraling. fans were building theories and tiktok detectives were probably opening 16 tabs and constructing entire conspiracy boards. but sitting here with charles, none of it felt quite so overwhelming. maybe because he genuinely wasn't worried and maybe because he was right.
"i love you," you whispered, resting your forehead against his.
a grin spread across his face, "i'm so madly in love with you, y/n." you laughed softly as he continued, "and if people discover I helped write your love songs?" he gently stroked your cheek. "I am more than happy to take the credit."
wrapping your arms around his neck, you buried your face against him as he stood from the couch, carrying you effortlessly toward the bed and for the first time since seeing the post, the knot in your stomach disappeared.
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scuderiaferrari: CL answering questions this monaco weekend!
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user3: the perfect monaco man
charles_leclerc: looking forward to my home race!
user4: you've got this charles! i feel another monaco win incoming!!
conangray: good stuff! [liked by ynuser]
user16: what are you doing here
user12: a special someone?!?!?!??!?!?!!?
user5: f1gossip hello??? you clocking this??
f1gossip: yes... seems we need to do some research
user16: excuse me those are y/n lyrics. the question about taking a eurostar and going to japan are y/n lyrics. ADMIN WHAT DO YOU KNOW
user19: here we go again ... could just be because this is a trending song right now!! not everything needs to have some crazy explanation
oscarpiastri: charles_leclerc did you have a vision?
charles_leclerc: may have
user4: user16 what u got to say abt this bc these are y/n lyrics again
user16: user4 im about to hyperventilate
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user1: no surprise everyone said lando is most likely to be late
scuderiaferrari: most likely to have a dog named leo charles_leclerc
user16: leo you say? like leo monte-carlo? 👀
user16: nah nah nah why are we talking about alternate identities... please y'all are not slick im tellllinnnggggg you
user4: u still got that tin foil hat on babe?
user16: never taking it off 😌
user16: olliebearman what do you know
user18: i mean charles is hot ynuser so i get it 😍
vcarbf1: most likely to love media duties goes to liamlawson30!
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ynuser: its here <3 thank you to all of you who have shared in this journey right here with me. this one is for you 💕
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user1: maybe the best album of literally all time
tatemcrae: you're my honeybee 💕
ynuser: you're the love of my life
tatemcrae: heheeheh i wont tell the french if you dont
arthurleclerc: french? not quite... btw hi, i'll show you monaco if you want tatemcrae
lando: arthur please ...........
user16: user4, you seeing this? ready for your tin foil hat?
user16: thats charles leclerc in the 4th slide idgaf what any of yall say !! shooting starts? racing cars??? i know that man is part of those lyrics bye
sabrinacarpenter: i want you more than any stupid song could ever say!!!!!!!!
ynuser: i feel totally insane!!!
charles_leclerc: libra and a [insert your star sign]
ynuser: 🤩
lando: 🤔
user4: user16 girl
user8: ITS FEMINE INTUITION!
oscarpiastri: just might have been
user8: um?
user13: god i love you and your music so much
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the roar of nearly seventy thousand people, who were in attendance for the opening night of your tour, reverberated through the stadium as you crossed the stage toward the grand piano that had just been wheeled into place. the final notes of the previous song faded into deafening applause, the crowd buzzing as your band quietly reset behind you.
you reached for the bottle of water resting on the piano, taking a small sip before setting it back down. looking out into the sea of phone flashlights, you couldn't help but smile.
you took a steadying breath and leaned toward the microphone, "this next one..." you began, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, "this one's really special to me."
the stadium kept their attention quietly locked on you, "i've always believed that people come into your life exactly when you need them," you continued softly. "and sometimes they become your greatest inspiration."
a fond smile spread across your face, "this song is about one of those people."
your fingers found the keys and the first gentle chords of honeybee floated through the quiet stadium.
"so I guess that it's true..."
"time can heal even the worst of wounds..."
from his seat in the vip section, charles couldn't stop smiling. he watched you with a softness in his eyes that only seemed to grow as the song went on, quietly mouthing every lyric as if they were second nature and they were because he'd lived through every version of them.
he remembered the voice memo you'd sent him at 2 in the morning with nothing but a melody. he remembered sitting beside you at the piano in monaco, changing chords until they felt right. he remembered spending nearly an hour debating a single line because he insisted the emotion wasn't quite there yet. he knew the song better than anyone because after all, he'd helped write it.
"you know..." pierre said, unable to hide the grin on his face, "for someone who's supposedly just a fan..."
charles' smile faltered.
"...you seem awfully confident with lyrics that came out, what, a month ago?"
charles finally tore his eyes away from the stage to shoot his friend an unimpressed look, "i've listened to the album."
pierre chuckled,"so have I."
charles turned back toward the stage, hoping that would end the conversation but it didn't. "i'm actually impressed," kika chimed in. "you know every single word."
"i like music."
"you also know every harmony," pierred noted.
charles shrugged, "i have good memory."
pierre laughed outright, "you wrote the bridge."
charles looked at him, "i did not."
"you literally argued with her over that bridge."
charles shook his head, "i have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."
"no?" pierre asked, feigning innocence. "should I remind you of the 45 minute phone call where you insisted the piano progression needed to resolve differently?"
charles pinched the bridge of his nose, "...you heard that?"
pierre barked out a laugh, "mate, of course I did. we may have had one of the biggest ski chalets in switzerland but you weren't exactly quiet about it."
charles groaned quietly recalling the vacation he spent glued to his phone helping you finish honeybee.
"you're terrible at keeping secrets and i'm pretty sure everyone in the paddock knows at this point because she told oscar who told lando and we both know lando can't keep a secret either," pierre glanced toward the stage where you were completely lost in the song before looking back at his best friend. "and besides..." he said, nudging charles with his shoulder, "i've never seen you look at anyone the way you look at her."
charles offered pierre a genuine smile before he turned his attention back to the stage, watching as you poured your heart into a song the 2 of you had quietly built together, hidden beneath the name of someone who didn't exist.
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f1gossip: BREAKING: charles leclerc, pierre gasly, and kika gomes were all in attendance at opening night of y/n y/l/ns you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love tour. the sighting comes amid growing speculation surrounding "leo monte-carlo," the mysterious songwriter and producer credited on y/ns latest album. fans have questioned the identity of the previously unknown collaborator ever since deuxmoi hinted the name may be a pseudonym. according to fans at the concert charles knew nearly every lyric, harmony and ad-lib, smiling through the entire performance and appearing especially emotional during honeybee, a song y/n introduced as being about someone who became her "greatest inspiration." coincidence or confirmation?
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user1: .... the way i might actually believe this now 😭😭😭😭
user16: i've been saying this for weeks!!! charles is leo monte-carlo!!!!!
user4: can you do a think piece on all ur evidence? i think im joining you in believing this
user6: PLSSSSSS
user16: say less , check my account heheh 😈
user4: why do charles and pierre lowkey match
user5: i think kika is a big y/n stan so that could just be by why they are there !
user6: he looks gorg even in these blurry photos
user7: i stan y/ncharles idc
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"bye!" you called after pierre and kika, smiling as they waved one last time before disappearing into the hallway outside your dressing room. the door clicked shut behind them, leaving the room noticeably quieter.
for a moment, it was just you and charles. you looked up to find him already watching you, that soft, dazed expression still lingering on his face from the show. your heart squeezed at the sight of him standing there in the middle of the dressing room, hands tucked into the pockets of his jeans, looking impossibly handsome and a little overwhelmed.
he crossed the distance between you in a few quick steps and cupped your face gently before kissing you, slow and tender. "you were incredible," he murmured against your lips.
you smiled, stealing another quick kiss, "thank you, mon amour." as you pulled away, a thought occurred to you, "kika and pierre know, right?"
charles huffed out a quiet laugh. "well... they do now."
you blinked, "wait, what?"
he leaned back against the makeup counter, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck, "they didn't before today."
you moved across the room toward the makeup counter where your oversized hoodie and sweatpants were waiting, listening as you started changing out of your stage outfit. charles' eyes followed you for a second before he looked down at the floor, suddenly seeming much less composed.
"i haven't really told anyone," he admitted quietly. "besides maman and my brothers. i don't know... i think i convinced myself that if fewer people knew, it would be easier to protect and i know you've told at least lando and oscar and that our management knows and therefore ferrari knows and that more people are starting to figure it out and talk about it because of duexmoi but i.... i just...."
you pulled the hoodie over your head and gave him your full attention, "charles?"
he took a breath but still wouldn't meet your eyes as he flopped onto the dressing room couch. "I know for the last three years we've been doing the whole tom and zendaya thing," he said with a small, nervous smile. "sneaking around, separate cars, separate entrances, pretending we're just friends whenever someone points a camera at us."
you laughed softly at the accuracy of it but the expression on his face told you this wasn't really a joke.
his voice grew quieter, "tonight changed something for me."
you sat down beside him on the couch, close enough that your knees touched, "what do you mean?"
charles finally looked at you and the emotion in his eyes made your chest tighten. "when you sat at the piano and started talking about honeybee..." he swallowed hard. "you said it was about someone who came into your life when you needed them most. you said they became your greatest inspiration."
your breath caught and your heart was nearly beating out of your chest.
"and I was sitting there in front of tens of thousands of people listening to the woman i love sing words we wrote together and all i could think was that i wanted to stand up and tell everyone that it was me. that i was the guy who inspired that song. that I was the idiot who spent hours arguing with you about the bridge and the piano progression."
a watery laugh escaped you. charles smiled for a second but it faded quickly. "then pierre was teasing me and kika started asking questions and i realized i didn't want to hide anymore. not because I'm tired of you..."
he reached for your hand immediately, squeezing it tightly, "i am never going to be tired of you." his voice cracked slightly as he continued, "i'm tired of having to act like the most important person in my life is a secret."
you felt your eyes sting as he went on, "you're my partner. my favorite person in the whole world. you're the mother of my dog for goodness sake," he added, making you laugh through the tears gathering in your eyes. "you're my home and i know you're one of the biggest pop stars in the world," he continued. " and i know going public would create headlines and speculation and probably a lot of chaos but I can't stand sitting in hotel rooms instead of a house we've built together watching everyone wonder who leo monte-carlo is while pretending I have nothing to do with the music that means so much to me."
he looked down at your intertwined hands. "and i've missed so much because we were trying to keep this to ourselves. i couldn't go to your last tour. you couldn't be there in the paddock when I won monaco. i celebrated one of the biggest moments of my life without being able to hold you afterward and you played sold-out arenas while i watched grainy livestreams from whatever country I was racing in that weekend. every time something amazing happens, one of us has to celebrate from a distance and I just..."
he exhaled shakily, "i can't do it anymore."
by the end of the sentence, his eyes were glassy with tears. panic flashed through you, "are you breaking up with me?"
charles' head snapped up so fast it almost startled you, "no!"
he moved closer instantly, both hands coming up to hold your face. "no, no, mon coeur, absolutely not. i'm saying the opposite." his forehead rested against yours, "i'm saying I don't want to live in the shadows with you anymore. i don't want to be the secret boyfriend sneaking through back entrances and pretending not to know your songs in public. i want to hold your hand when we leave restaurants. i want to sit in the front row at your concerts without worrying about what people will think. i want you in the paddock when i win races so I can celebrate with the person i love most."
you closed your eyes for a moment, letting his words settle around you. the truth was, you'd felt the same ache for a while now. every time you had to leave a race before the cameras found you. every time he wore sunglasses and a cap just to meet you for dinner. every time one of your songs climbed the charts and you couldn't publicly thank the man who had helped create it. when you opened your eyes again, he was watching you carefully, almost nervously.
"i understand," you said softly. "and if that's what you want... then I'm happy to do it."
the relief that washed over his face was immediate and overwhelming. he let out a breath that sounded like he'd been holding it for months. "really?"
you nodded, smiling through the tears threatening to spill. "really."
he laughed shakily and pulled you into his arms, burying his face in your neck. "you have no idea how long i've wanted to hear you say that."
you wrapped your arms around him, holding him just as tightly. "so what happens now?"
charles pulled back just enough to look at you, a grin slowly spreading across his face. "now?" he kissed you once, lingering and full of affection. "now I think leo monte-carlo is finally ready see the sun."
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user16: i've received SO many requests to explain why i think charles leclerc is secretly credited as a writer, pianist, and producer on y/n's newest album AND why i think they've been dating for years... buckle up because this is going to be LONG. first of all, this isn't based on one thing. it's based on like fifty tiny things that on their own mean nothing but together??? i don't think they're coincidences anymore.
so to start... y/n has been around the f1 paddock for YEARS (see paddock pic from last year). she and lando became friends after she attended a grand prix in 2019 and because of lando she obviously became close with oscar too. over the years she's been photographed at countless races, after parties, charity events and random paddock moments. she's clearly friends with a lot of the grid. BUT... while lando and oscar are obviously the drivers she's photographed with the most, the next one is charles and before anyone says "well they're just friends"... look at slide 2. i'm fully convinced that's them kissing during lando's miami 2024 win celebrations. yes it's blurry. yes i know you can't see faces. yes i am still choosing to believe it.
sooooo charles and y/n/n were supposedly photographed kissing in a miami club in 2024 (pls just trust me on this one) and then...nothing..... or at least that's what everyone thinks!!!! because i actually think we've been getting crumbs for at least TWO YEARS😭
remember last year when charles randomly uploaded that video of himself playing piano? at the time everyone thought it was just him messing around because, you know, he plays piano. except... go back and listen to it. then go listen to the opening of honeybee. tell me those aren't super similar and before anyone says i'm reaching... read the caption. he captioned it "doux comme le miel" which literally translates to "sweet like honey." the song in question is called HONEYBEE. that song wasn't released until THIS YEAR so why was he seemingly playing it almost a year before it came out? either he's some piano mastermind who can see the future or he already knew the song
NOW... fast forward to the deuxmoi post. they receive a tip saying we should all be paying attention to the album credits because "leo monte-carlo" isn't who people think they are. naturally i start digging because i love y/n/n so im personally invested and ive found that leo monte-carlo... doesn't... exist
there are ZERO producer credits before this album. ZERO songwriter credits. no publishing history. no interviews. no instagram. no twitter. no tiktok. no linkedin. no website. literally nothing. it's like this person materialized solely to work on y/n's album.
now let's talk about the name. charles got a dog last year. his name? LEO. where does charles live? monte-carlo.
i'm sorry but if i wanted to make up a fake producer name while making it painfully obvious it was me... i would probably call myself leo monte-carlo too 😭
AND THEN...there's the actual music. this album has SO much piano. far more than y/n's previous albums. who on this earth do we know that is obsessed with the piano? exactly. not to mention multiple songs feature really intricate piano progressions that honestly sound like something charles would write. i'm not saying he's mozart... i'm just saying go watch literally any of his piano videos and then listen to this album.
NEXT!! since the deuxmoi post, i've noticed something weird. oscar. lando. conan gray. tate mcrae. arthur leclerc. all of them have left comments on y/n's posts that suddenly feel... loaded. normally i wouldn't think anything of it because lando, oscar, conan and tate practically live in her comment section BUT arthur?? arthur has never commented before but suddenly he's making jokes that seem to imply she has a boyfriend?? combined with lando randomly mentioning "leo." combined with oscar making weird comments. combined with ferrari admin using lyrics as interview questions. combined with pierre suddenly becoming y/n's biggest fan in the vip section. IT FEELS LIKE EVERYONE KNOWS SOMETHING.
AND FINALLY!!!! the concert. charles attended opening night of the tour with pierre and kika. fans who were there ALL said the same thing. charles knew. every. single. word. not just the super catchy and incredible choruses. EVERY verse. EVERY harmony. EVERY ad-lib and before you tell me "he's just supportive." YES. he is!!!! but the album has only been out a like 2 months meanwhile this man was singing like he'd heard these songs hundreds of times before. almost like... i don't know... HE HELPED WRITE THEM???
so. my current theory is this: charles and y/n have been secretly dating since sometime in 2023/24. he helped write and produce a large portion of the album under the pseudonym leo monte-carlo. their close friends all know and they're all terrible at keeping secrets and the hard launch is coming sooner than we think.
i will either look like the smartest person on the internet or!!! i'll be deleting this in embarrassment. there is no in-between anways,,,, love yall and love you user4 for keeping me eternally humble 😘😘😘
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user4: ynuser & charles_leclerc have the opportunity to do the funniest sht ever rn
user16: i’m impatiently waiting for them to confirm
user3: sorry for doubting queen , im on ur side now 🙏
user6: you have receipts i didnt even know existed.....
f1gossip: i'm going to repost this. i've also received some information from sources that charles leclerc has actually been in a relationship for quite some while but we never really believed it but im beginning think it may be real.
user16: omg i didn’t expect you to be here 😭 pls share more about the anonymous sources tho
user18: my bad for being a hater 😅
user19: why would they keep all of this silent though?
user20: interesting points.. i guess i could see it. that piano video he posted really does sound like her song
user21: I SHIP I SHIP
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ynuser: to the man who inspired honeybee, i love you more than words could ever express. thank you for spending countless hours working on this album with me and for loving me before and after.
p.s. leo is our dog and the 3 of us now live in monte-carlo and you can find more of the demos we worked on together where ever you listen to music 🥰💕
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ynuser: user16 you see this?
user16: straight up sobbing i love you so much y/n. how do you even know who i am
ynuser: love you too sweetheart. you were right all along 💜
user4: aint no way
user4: user16 do i need to call in a wellness check or are you ok
user16: im alive but not ok omg [liked by charles_leclerc]
tatemcrae: my favorite love bugs
ynuser: my sweetieeeeee
lando: they're my fav too btw 😌
arthur_leclerc: they're mine too! 🥰
user9: have you two no shame
user4: yeah ok i love you guys together
charles_leclerc: thank YOU for letting me be part of the process and thank you for loving me despite my inability to pick my favorite version of the purple chorus
ynuser: wouldnt have wanted to anyone else with me!
lando: ABOUT TIME!!!!!!! i was going to explode if i had to be quiet for one moment longer
ynuser: i know lando. your daily texts made that pretty clear
user17: i have no one to talk about this with
scuderiaferrari: welcome (officially) to the team, y/n! [liked by ynuser]
charles_leclerc: ❤️
user42: this was NOT on my bingo card
oscarpiastri: thank god
ynuser: 🤯
user17: mama y papa
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a/n: thank you so much for reading!! I really enjoyed this one and hope you did too. second charles w an olivia fc oops. likes and reblogs are always appreciated
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disclaimer: pictures are not mine and everything i write is fiction
hi! i love your writing so much omg!! could you do another smut with charles?? like duh charles is a top but he can be a super whiny bottom when the reader (either gf or wife, you pick!) plays with his nipples? he’s soo down bad and she’s all smug about it
Undone
Charles Leclerc x Girlfriend!reader
Synopsis: A whiney, desperate and needy Charles completely falls apart after his girlfriend discovers his sensitive nipples.
Warning: smut, dirty talk, nipple play, little bit sub!charles
Moonlight Radio: hi! ty - this was a fun one to write, i hope u like it!
Charles had no idea what was coming-literally-and that made it even better. He was sprawled on the bed, that confident smirk playing at his lips as you climbed over him, his hands already reaching for your hips with that familiar possessiveness.
He always took control, always guided you beneath him with those strong hands and that commanding presence that made your knees weak.
But not tonight.
"Mon coeur," he murmured, trying to flip your positions, "let me-"
"No." You pressed your palm flat against his chest, pushing him back down. His eyes widened slightly, surprise flickering across his handsome face. "Tonight, I'm in charge."
"Oh?" That smirk deepened, like he thought this was cute. Adorable. Like you were playing at something you couldn't maintain. "Is that right?"
"That's right." You straddled his hips properly, feeling his cock already hard and pressing against you through his boxers. You rolled your hips slowly, deliberately, watching his breath catch. "You're going to lie there and take what I give you."
"We'll see about that," he said, but his voice had already gone a little rough around the edges.
You leaned down, letting your hair curtain around both your faces, and kissed him slowly, deeply, until he groaned into your mouth and his hands tightened on your waist. Then you sat back up, reaching for the hem of your shirt.
Charles watched, transfixed, as you pulled it over your head and tossed it aside. No bra-you'd planned that too. His eyes went dark with want, and you felt his cock twitch beneath you.
"Fuck," he breathed. "Come here-“
"Uh-uh." You caught his wrists as he reached for you, pinning them briefly to the bed beside his head before releasing them with a warning look. "Hands to yourself unless I say otherwise."
He laughed, but it sounded strained. "You're really doing this?"
"I really am." You hooked your fingers in your panties and slid them down your legs, kicking them off. Then you turned your attention to his boxers, palming his erection through the fabric. He hissed, hips jerking up involuntarily. "And you're going to love every second of it."
"Confident," he managed, but you could hear his breathing getting heavier.
You freed his cock, wrapping your hand around the thick length of him, and he groaned low in his throat. God, you loved that sound. Loved the way his abs tensed, the way his hands fisted in the sheets like he was already fighting the urge to grab you.
"I am confident," you agreed, stroking him slowly, root to tip. "Because I know something you don't know."
"Yeah? What's that?"
You leaned down again, letting your breasts brush against his bare chest, and whispered against his ear: "I know exactly how to make you fall apart."
Before he could respond, you positioned yourself over him and sank down in one smooth motion, taking him fully inside you. You both moaned-you at the perfect stretch and fullness, him at the tight, wet heat enveloping his cock.
"Oh fuck," Charles gasped, and his hands flew to your hips despite your earlier warning. "Bébé, you feel so-“
"Hands off." You grabbed his wrists again, more firmly this time, and placed them on the pillow above his head. "I mean it, Charlie. Keep them there."
He looked up at you, pupils blown wide, chest heaving. For a moment you thought he might argue, might flip you over and take back control like he always did. But then he nodded, just slightly, and kept his hands where you'd put them.
Good boy, you thought but didn't say. Not yet.
You started to move, rolling your hips in slow, deep circles that had him groaning with every motion. You could feel every inch of him inside you, the angle letting him hit deep, and fuck, it felt incredible. But you kept your pace measured, controlled, watching his face as pleasure tightened his features.
"You look so good like this," you told him, placing your hands on his chest for leverage. "Underneath me, all desperate and needy."
"I'm not-“ he started to protest, but you interrupted him by dragging your nails lightly down his chest, and his words dissolved into a moan.
That's when you discovered it.
Your fingers had been trailing idly across his pecs when your thumbs brushed over his nipples-just a ghost of a touch, really-and Charles made a sound you'd never heard from him before. A high, desperate whimper that went straight to your core.
You froze. Looked down at him. His eyes were squeezed shut, his mouth open, his whole body tense.
"Oh my god," you breathed, realization dawning. "Charles... are your nipples sensitive?"
His eyes snapped open, and even in the dim light you could see the flush spreading across his cheeks. "Don't-“
You circled your thumbs over the small buds again, deliberately this time, and he actually whined. His hips bucked up involuntarily, driving his cock deeper into you, and his hands twisted in the pillow above his head.
"Holy shit," you said, grinning wickedly. "They are. You've been holding out on me."
"Please," he gasped, and you weren't sure if he was begging you to stop or keep going.
You decided to find out.
You started riding him again, but this time you kept your hands on his chest, thumbs working his nipples in slow circles. Charles's reaction was immediate and devastating. He threw his head back, a broken moan tearing from his throat, his whole body arching up into your touch.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh-“ The words spilled out of him, desperate and incoherent. "Mon coeur, I can't-it's too much-“
"Too much?" You pinched lightly, and he actually cried out. "But you're taking it so well."
"Please," he whimpered, and god, that sound. You'd never heard Charles whimper before. He was always so controlled, so dominant, so in charge. But now he was falling apart beneath you, completely undone by your touch. "Please, I need-“
"What do you need bébé?" You rolled your hips harder, faster, still working his nipples mercilessly. "Tell me."
"I don't-fuck-I don't know," he gasped. His hands had moved from the pillow to fist in the sheets, knuckles white with tension. "Don't stop, please don't stop, it feels so fucking good-“
You'd never seen him like this. Never heard him beg. The power of it went straight to your head, made you feel invincible. You leaned forward, changing the angle so he hit that perfect spot inside you with every thrust, and took one of his nipples between your fingers, rolling and pinching while your other hand braced against his chest.
Charles made a sound that was almost a sob. "Oh god, oh god, bébé please—"
"Look at you," you purred, breathless yourself now from the pleasure building in your core. "So desperate. So needy. Where's all that control now, hmm?"
"Gone," he admitted, voice breaking. "Putain, you've ruined me, I can't-I can't think-“
"Good." You increased your pace, riding him harder, the sound of skin against skin filling the room along with his desperate whimpers and moans. "Don't think. Just feel."
You switched your attention to his other nipple, and Charles actually thrashed beneath you, his hips snapping up to meet yours with bruising force. "I'm gonna-fuck, I'm already so close, how are you doing this to me-“
"Because you love it," you said, smug satisfaction dripping from every word. "You love being underneath me. Love having me in control. Love being so desperate you can barely speak."
"Yes," he gasped, and the admission seemed to cost him. "Yes, fuck, yes-“
You could feel your own orgasm building, that familiar tension coiling tight in your belly. But you wanted to push him further first, wanted to see him completely shatter.
You leaned down, still riding him, and sealed your mouth over one of his nipples while your fingers worked the other. Charles's reaction was explosive. He shouted your name, his whole body going rigid, his cock pulsing inside you.
"Not yet," you commanded, pulling back. "Don't you dare come yet."
"I can't-“ He was trembling now, sweat beading on his forehead, every muscle taut with the effort of holding back. "Mon amour, please, I can't hold it-“
"Yes, you can." You sat up straight again, hands returning to his chest, thumbs circling his oversensitive nipples while you ground down on him. "You're going to wait for me."
The sound he made was absolutely wrecked. "Please, please, I need to cum, please let me come-“
God, you loved him like this. Loved the power, the control, the way he was completely at your mercy. Your own pleasure was building to a crescendo, your thighs burning with effort but you didn't care, you were so close-
"Touch yourself," Charles begged suddenly, desperately. "Please, mon coeur, I need to see you cum, I need-“
You took pity on him. Your hand slid between your bodies, fingers finding your clit, and the added stimulation made you moan. You were so close, right on the edge-
"That's it," Charles gasped, watching you through heavy-lidded eyes. "Fuck, you look so perfect, so beautiful, please-“
You pinched his nipple hard, and that was all it took. Charles came with a broken cry, his whole body convulsing beneath you, his cock pulsing as he spilled inside you. The feeling of him losing control, the desperate sounds falling from his lips, the way his hands finally broke free and grabbed your hips with bruising force-it sent you over the edge right after him.
Your orgasm crashed through you, intense and overwhelming, and you collapsed forward onto his chest as waves of pleasure rolled through your body. Charles wrapped his arms around you immediately, holding you close while you both trembled and gasped for breath.
For a long moment, neither of you could speak. You could feel his heart hammering against your cheek, could feel the aftershocks still running through his body.
"Holy fuck," he finally managed, voice hoarse. "What the hell was that?"
You lifted your head to look at him, unable to keep the smug smile off your face. "That was me, in charge."
He laughed breathlessly, one hand coming up to cup your face. "I've never-I didn't know I could-" He shook his head, seeming genuinely stunned. "You completely destroyed me."
"I know." You kissed him softly, sweetly, a contrast to the intensity of what had just happened. "You were so good for me. So desperate and whiny and perfect."
He groaned, but you could see the pleased flush on his cheeks. "I can't believe I begged like that."
"I can't believe you've been hiding those sensitive nipples from me." You traced one lightly, and he shuddered. "We're definitely exploring that more."
"We're exploring you on top more," he countered, pulling you closer. "If that's what it does to us."
You grinned against his shoulder. "Deal."
You'd definitely be taking charge again. Soon. Very soon.
But for now, you were content to lie there in his arms, both of you thoroughly satisfied and completely undone.
Authors note - I was confident about this one but now I’m not sure. I hope you guys still enjoy 🥺. As always feedback is welcome, hate is not ✨💕
Charles Leclerc x Fem!Reader
Summery - In which Charles mentions your habits in an interview on media day. - Fluff 💕
Warnings - None? I don’t think 😂
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You didn’t mean to fall asleep on the sofa, it just sort of … happened.
One moment you were finishing off a last round of edits for a client, scrolling through other projects or drafts or catching up on emails, and the next … your eyes would blur, feeling too heavy to keep open, your laptop sliding off your knee onto the empty spot next to you, waking up hours later with a stiff neck and your boyfriend, Charles, crouching down beside you.
You remember the first time that it had happened, you remembered the panic in Charles eyes when he found you still in the living room at 2am, and how he thought that he had done something to upset you.
“Mon ange, why are you here?” He’d asked you softly, his voice still heavy with sleep.
(Translation - My Angel)
You had smiled, barely awake. “I didn’t want to wake you, you need your sleep”
You knew that he did - between traveling, the races, back to back weekends and his training ensuring that Charles was well rested was a non-negotiable.
On the other hand, your job in the media industry as a videographer meant that your working hours didn’t always finish in the evening. Charles knew this, but he wasn’t used to falling asleep without you just yet.
Over time, it had become a routine, you would stay up late and when Charle did awake to find you still not beside him, the panic would subside as he knew exactly where to find you.
When he awoke out of habit to find your bed empty, he would drag himself out of bed and walk to the semi permanent spot you find yourself in. He would stand for a moment and smile to himself. You looked so peaceful. He never understood how you could sleep like that; curled up on the sofa, one arm tucked under your cheeks and your laptop half hanging off the coffee table. He didn’t feel like just leaving you there that night.
Trying to wake you he whispers his favourite nickname down your ear.
“Mon amour?” (Translation - My Love)
No answer.
So he slipped his arms under your legs and shoulders, carefully lifting you up, trying his hardest not to wake you. You stirred slightly, mumbling something incoherent before passing back out with your head against Charles chest.
“I got you Bebe” he whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. (Translation- Baby)
He made quick work of carrying you through the apartment and putting you down in the bed to rest properly. You were already fully settled when he slid into the beside you as your hand instinctively finds his under the duvet.
These are the parts he liked most, the quiet, peaceful just them kind of moments.
However, come next morning and it wasn’t just between the two of you anymore. A few days prior to that sweet interaction, Charles had done an interview for the F1 media day.
“Charles, there’s been some talk from the paddock… something about your girlfriend falling asleep on the sofa?”
“Ah yes. Y/N she works late,” Charles was saying, standing relaxed in front of a backdrop full of sponsors. “Social media never really sleeps, right?” He smiled a little.
A few journalists chuckled. One asked, “What do you do then?”
Charles tilted his head, thoughtful. “It depends. A lot of times I just join her, other times if I hadn’t noticed till late I leave her to sleep and other times…” He laughed lightly, rubbing the back of his neck. “When I’m stubborn, I carry her back to bed. I don’t really like to be sleeping without her.”
Someone—you suspected it was one of the Ferrari PR team—had clipped part of his media day interview and posted it online.
“When I’m stubborn, I carry her back to bed. I don’t really like to be sleeping without her.”
The clip went viral almost immediately. Twitter, Instagram, TikTok, everywhere.
You couldn’t help but smile to yourself. Charles didn’t say much about their relationship publicly. He wanted to keep you safe and protected from those who weren’t supportive. But when he did, it always sounded exactly like him—honest, simple, no extra words but always full of love and awe.
You showed him while the two of you were having breakfast, you scrolling through your phone and trying not to laugh.
“What?” Charles asked, trying to get a better look of what was making you giggle so early in the morning.
“Look, you’ve gone viral Romeo” you said, holding up your phone.
There were memes already:
• Pierre Gasly on Instagram Stories: “Bro romantic for no reason 💀”
• Lando Norris tweeting: “Charles Leclerc carrying his girlfriend like she’s a Ferrari front wing 😭priorities”
• Lewis Hamilton chiming in on Instagram: “Real love is carrying her and not waking her up. Respect.”
• Carlos Sainz texting the group chat directly: “So you’re the paddock’s softest now? Should I buy you a teddy bear?” followed by three crying-laughing emojis.
Charles rolled his eyes and tugged you gently from your hand, setting it aside before pulling you onto his lap and closer against his chest.
Charles pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Let them all talk,” he murmured.
summary: there’s no harm in grabbing lunch with your ex husband just to catch up, right? that doesn’t mean you guys are going to get back together, right?…right?
pairing: charles leclerc x ex wife!reader
request: i'll be attending with charles leclerc and would like to order a london fog & the host special with where is my husband? playing! for the london fog, can i get the exes to lovers be divorced to lovers. if that still counts as exes? - @tabisswag
warnings: fluff • suggestiveness - minors dni • brief suicide mention • time skips • likely a mistake or two
vicious speaks: another one!! i’m really having a blast bringing all of your tea party requests to life and i truly hope that you all have been enjoying reading them 💓
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yn an incredible time in venice 💚🤍❤️
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f1gossip Guess it’s safe to say that Charles and Yn are back on! The divorced pair have been spotted all over each other in Monaco lately 😅 What do you guys think about this reunion?
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yn bad idea right is now yours 💫
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yn_leclerc oops!…we did it again
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