How about Kimi telling drunkly to Lewis that yn is his wife and then Lewis telling Charles
Yes, Lewis is a gossip girl. Just like the rest of us!
The entire thing started because Kimi could not hold his alcohol. Lewis discovered this halfway through a paddock party.
Kimi was sitting on a sofa, drink in hand, looking unusually pleased with himself. “You alright?” Lewis asked, dropping into the seat beside him. Kimi nodded solemnly. “Yep.” A pause. Then: “My wife is really pretty.” Lewis blinked. “Your what?” “My wife.”
Lewis immediately knew there was no wife. Mostly because Kimi was nineteen and spectacularly single. (And in love with a certain Leclerc sister) Still, he was curious. “Who’s your wife, then?” Kimi smiled dreamily. “Yn.” Lewis had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop himself laughing. “Yn Leclerc?” “Obviously.” “Does she know she’s your wife?” Kimi considered this. “No.” “Right.” A beat. Then Kimi pointed at him. “But I know.” Lewis almost choked.
The next morning, Lewis found Charles in the paddock. Perfect. “Charles.” Charles looked up from his coffee. “LH.” Lewis placed a hand on his shoulder. “I just wanted to congratulate you.” Charles frowned. “For what?” Lewis looked genuinely touched. “Your sister’s marriage.” Silence. “What?” “Beautiful news.” “What marriage?” Lewis shook his head. “So humble.” Charles was already lowering his coffee. “Lewis.” “I’m very happy for the happy couple.” “LEWIS.”
The older driver finally sighed. “As far as I’m aware, Kimi informed me last night that Yn is his wife.” The silence that followed was magnificent. Charles stared. Then blinked. Then stared some more. “Excuse me?” Lewis could feel years being added to Charles’ life. “He seemed very certain.” “My sister is not married.” “That’s not what your brother-in-law said.” Charles nearly dropped his coffee. “My WHAT?” Lewis was having the time of his life. Across the paddock, George was already laughing because he’d figured out exactly what was happening.
Charles was now pulling out his phone. “Oh no.” “Oh yes.” “No, Charles, don’t call her.” Too late. The call connected. “Hello?” “ARE YOU MARRIED?” A long pause. “…What?” Lewis finally broke and doubled over laughing. On the other end of the line, Yn sounded completely baffled. “Charles, have you hit your head again?” Charles slowly turned toward Lewis. Realization dawning. “Lewis.” Lewis was still laughing. “Lewis.” “You should’ve seen your face.” Charles pointed at him. “I’m going to kill you.”
Meanwhile, several garages away, Kimi was drinking a juice box and trying to remember why everybody kept looking at him strangely. He had absolutely no recollection of acquiring a wife.
Omg wait, the shirt story was so cute! What about CL16 being a new dad and his baby girl loves sleeping in the car and maybe the fans have noticed that he is driving slower? I hope that makes sense
Baby on board [CL16)
Summary: Charles newborn baby girl Yn loves to sleep in the car. So Charles doesn't hesitate to drive her around Monaco whenever she wants.
Authors Note: Hello everyone! I hope you enjoy this story. I tried to add my own special touch in this and added a "social media" part? (Idk what it's actually called). Thank you to this lovely user for this sweet request.
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Seems like Monaco's darling Charles Leclerc has started some interesting driving habits. Apparently the driver was not only seen out driving at very weird times, but he always drove very slowly. What could be going on with Leclerc?
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username1 omg so true? Like what's going on with him???
username2 he always looks so good
username3 driving for Ferrari does that to you
username0 wait, he has a new car?!
username07 why is he driving so slow
username55 please don't post this, it doesn't concern us
username23 did someone steal his accelerator
username87 true, I actually saw him driving around at 3am, he was going super slow
username74 is he okay
username63 maybe he has insomnia???
username41 Did yall forget that he just became a dad or?
username33 so???
username41 so what if he had his baby there
username88 wait, why is this valid
username6 if this is true, please take down the post
username90 ture, let's respect their privacy
The apartment was quiet in that very particular way that only existed after midnight in Monaco.
Not the glamorous, postcard Monaco. Not the yachts or champagne or music drifting through open balconies. This was the soft, sleepy version—streetlights humming gently, the distant echo of waves somewhere below the cliff, and the low ticking of a kitchen clock that Charles had forgotten to turn off.
Yn was awake.
He knew it before she made a sound.
Charles lay on his side on the couch, one arm draped awkwardly around a folded blanket, eyes half-open, listening. He held his breath, counting in his head.
One.
Two.
Three—
A tiny noise broke the silence. Not a full cry. Just a soft, confused whimper, like she wasn’t sure yet whether she wanted to be upset.
He padded barefoot across the living room toward the bassinet by the window. Yn lay bundled in pale pink, impossibly small, her fists tucked close to her chest. Her face scrunched up as she blinked, dark lashes fluttering.
Charles leaned over her, heart doing that stupid painful thing it had been doing since the day she was born.
“How are you this tiny,” he murmured. “You’re not real.”
Her lip trembled.
“Okay, okay,” he said quickly, sliding his hands beneath her with practiced care. He lifted her against his chest, supporting her head exactly the way the nurse had shown him, the way he had practiced over and over until his movements were muscle memory.
Yn let out a quiet cry. Not loud. Just offended.
“I know,” Charles whispered, swaying gently. “I know. It’s terrible being awake at two in the morning.”
He walked slow circles around the living room, rocking her softly. He hummed under his breath—something tuneless, something his own father used to hum when Arthur was small.
Yn didn’t settle.
Her cry grew sharper, her little body stiffening slightly against his chest.
Charles stopped walking.
“Hmm,” he murmured, brow furrowing. “Okay. Okay, let’s think.”
He tried the bottle. She took a few sips, then pushed it away, frowning like she was deeply unimpressed.
He changed her diaper, whispering apologies the whole time.
“I know, I know. Worst thing ever. I’m sorry. I would be mad too.”
Still, she fussed.
Charles sighed quietly and glanced at the clock on the wall.
2:07 a.m.
He looked down at her face, red and scrunched, eyes shiny with tears.
And then he smiled.
“Oh,” he breathed, realization clicking into place. “You want the car.”
It had surprised him the first time it happened.
She’d been only a few days old. Nothing had worked—rocking, feeding, walking, bouncing on an exercise ball at four in the morning like a man who had completely lost his mind.
Out of sheer desperation, he’d buckled her into the car seat and gone for a drive.
She’d fallen asleep before he reached the end of the street.
Since then, it had become their thing.
Charles moved quietly, deliberately, slipping on a hoodie and sneakers while holding Yn against his chest. He grabbed the car seat with his free hand, checking—again—that everything was properly adjusted.
“You and me,” he whispered to her. “Let’s go.”
The garage echoed softly as he opened the door. The car lights blinked on, gentle and dim, as he settled Yn into her seat with careful hands.
“Okay,” he murmured, leaning in close. “You’re safe. Papa’s here.”
He kissed her forehead, right between her eyebrows, then straightened and slid into the driver’s seat.
The engine started with a soft purr.
Charles pulled out of the garage and onto the empty street, driving slower than he ever had in his life.
Monaco at night felt like a secret.
The roads were empty, the city hushed, like it was holding its breath. Streetlights cast golden pools on the pavement as Charles drove, one hand on the wheel, the other resting lightly near Yn’s seat as if proximity alone could protect her.
Within minutes, her cries softened.
Then stopped.
Charles glanced in the rearview mirror.
Yn was asleep.
Her mouth had fallen open just slightly, lashes resting against her cheeks. One tiny hand was curled into the fabric of her blanket.
Charles smiled so hard his cheeks hurt.
“Of course,” he whispered. “Of course this works.”
He drove on, tracing familiar routes—along the harbor, past silent cafés, up the winding roads where he usually attacked corners with precision and speed.
Tonight, he barely touched the accelerator.
Every turn was smooth. Every movement careful.
It didn’t matter.
She slept.
He was turning onto a long, empty stretch near the port when flashing blue lights suddenly filled the mirrors.
Charles’s heart jumped straight into his throat.
“Oh,” he breathed, instinctively easing off the accelerator even more. “Oh no.”
He pulled over immediately, parking carefully at the curb. His hands were steady, but his mind raced.
It’s two in the morning. I’m driving at twenty kilometers per hour. This looks ridiculous.
He glanced back at Yn.
Still asleep.
“Okay,” he whispered. “Okay. Papa’s got this.”
The police car pulled in behind him. A door opened. Footsteps approached.
Charles rolled down the window slowly.
The officer leaned in slightly, flashlight angled toward the car.
“Bonsoir,” the officer said politely. “Everything okay tonight?”
“Yes—yes,” Charles replied quickly, then stopped himself and smiled sheepishly. “I mean, yes. Sorry. I wasn’t speeding or—”
“We noticed,” the officer said, glancing at the speedometer. His tone was neutral, curious rather than stern. “You were driving very slowly.”
Charles nodded. “Yes. I know. I’m sorry if that’s not—”
The officer’s gaze shifted past Charles, toward the back seat.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
Charles followed his look and softened immediately.
“My daughter,” he said quietly. “She’s a newborn.”
The officer leaned slightly to the side, peering in more carefully.
Yn slept peacefully, completely unaware of the situation.
“Oh,” the officer said, his voice dropping automatically. “She’s tiny.”
Charles nodded, unable to stop himself from smiling. “She really likes the car. It helps her sleep. So… I drive.”
“At two in the morning,” the officer added, amused.
Charles chuckled under his breath. “Yes. At two in the morning. Or three. Or whenever she needs it.”
The officer straightened, exchanging a glance with his partner.
“Well,” he said, clearing his throat. “Congratulations.”
“Thank you,” Charles replied sincerely.
“You’re doing nothing wrong,” the officer continued. “Just… maybe keep it safe.”
“I promise,” Charles said immediately. “Very safe.”
The officer smiled, stepping back. “Alright. Keep going.”
“Thank you,” Charles said, relief washing over him. “Really.”
As the police car pulled away, Charles let out a quiet laugh, shaking his head.
“Did you hear that?” he whispered to Yn. “You charmed the police.”
He drove a little longer, just to be sure she was settled, before heading home.
The next morning—or afternoon, really—Charles was on the couch with Yn asleep on his chest when his phone buzzed.
Arthur.
He reached for it carefully, making sure not to disturb her.
Arthur:
bro 😭
Charles frowned slightly and typed back.
Charles:
What?
Arthur:
Have you been driving like a grandpa lately?
Charles blinked.
Charles:
…maybe
Arthur:
Twitter is losing it
Charles sighed, already smiling.
Charles:
What did I do now
Arthur:
People think you’ve lost your edge 😭
“why is he driving so slow”
“is he okay”
“did someone steal his accelerator”
Charles laughed silently, shoulders shaking just a little. Yn stirred but didn’t wake.
Arthur:
Someone literally tracked your night drives 😭
Charles shook his head, amused.
Charles:
Tell them it’s strategic
Arthur:
I told them you’re training for endurance at 20 km/h
Charles snorted.
He looked down at Yn, her tiny chest rising and falling against his own.
“Worth it,” he whispered.
His phone buzzed again.
Arthur:
You’re a good dad, you know
Charles swallowed, emotion tightening his chest unexpectedly.
Charles:
I’m trying
Arthur:
She’s lucky
Charles turned off his phone and rested his head back, eyes closing as he breathed her in.
hmm Max x leclerc!reader who maybe has had a crush on him since the inchident days and they’re rly cute together
Something Like a Crush
Pairing: Max Verstappen x Leclerc!Reader
Summary: Twelve years after the infamous 'inchident', you’re still trying (and failing) to pretend you don’t have a crush on Max Verstappen.
2.4k words / Masterlist
You were ten years old when you first saw him roll his eyes on camera.
Max Verstappen, just fourteen at the time, sitting beside your brother in that now-infamous press conference after “the inchident.” He looked small at the table, short legs barely brushing the floor, arms crossed too tightly over his chest, but his expression was all sharp defiance and unfiltered frustration. His hair was messy, his cheeks still a little round with childhood, but his eyes? His eyes were furious.
Charles had been irritated too, he always was when someone dared to challenge him on track, especially during those high-stakes junior karting weekends. But where your brother was learning to smooth the edges, to answer with careful diplomacy, Max hadn’t figured out how to bite his tongue yet.
He spoke with his whole body, fidgeting in his seat, hands moving wildly as he gestured through his explanation if it could be called that. More like a defence. A barely-contained storm. He interrupted. He scoffed. He looked like he wanted to launch himself out of the chair and straight back into the kart just to prove a point.
And you? You were completely, hopelessly captivated.
Not that you understood what it all meant at ten years old, but you watched every race, every replay, every interview that came after, and that press conference had something different. Something that made your skin prickle with attention.
All you knew was that this Dutch boy with the sharp voice and restless hands had the exact same look on his face your brother got when someone touched his kart without asking. That fierce, simmering expression that meant: This is mine. Don’t mess with it.
You liked that. A lot.
You didn’t even know the weight of his name then, not really. Just Max, muttered under Charles’s breath when he was in a bad mood. “Max this” and “Max that” and “bloody Verstappen.”
You were too young to call it a crush, but years later when you did understand what it meant to feel butterflies, when you found yourself staring a little too long across the paddock, you’d trace the feeling back to that grainy video, to the boy with fire in his chest and rage in his hands, defending himself against your brother like he had nothing to lose.
You’d watched that press conference more times than you’d ever admit.
And maybe, in a way that only ten-year-old girls with scraped knees and delusions of future karting glory can, you’d decided then and there that Max Verstappen was yours.
You’d only met him in passing back then. Dragged along to circuits while Charles went off to race. But one moment stuck in your memory, warm and a little fuzzy at the edges, like something pulled out of an old scrapbook.
You’d been in Spain, if you remembered right. One of those endless karting weekends that all blurred together, heat shimmering off the track, the smell of petrol and tire rubber, your mother fussing with your sunhat, Charles already stomping away helmet in hand.
You’d wandered toward the drivers' area, trailing a melting ice cream, and found Max sitting alone on a stack of tires behind one of the garages, elbows on his knees, brows furrowed in concentration as he picked at a busted glove.
You recognised him immediately, though you pretended not to.
He looked up as you approached and you stopped a few feet away, unsure if you were allowed to be there.
“Your brother’s mad at me,” he said, without preamble.
You blinked, surprised he even knew who you were. “He’s always mad at someone.”
Max grinned at that, a quick flash of teeth. “Usually me.”
There was a beat of quiet. You shifted your weight, suddenly aware of the ice cream dripping down your wrist.
“Want some?” you offered, a little shy. “It’s strawberry.”
He eyed it like you’d handed him a ticking bomb. “It’s pink.”
“So?”
“I don’t eat pink things.”
You frowned. “That’s stupid.”
He laughed then, really laughed and took the cone from you anyway, wiping the side with the edge of his sleeve before taking a bite. You watched him swallow like he was trying to decide if this had been a mistake.
“It’s not bad,” he admitted eventually.
“Told you.”
He handed it back without looking at you, but his smile lingered. “You’re cool.”
You’d gone red to your ears. You remembered that part especially well.
It wasn’t a long interaction. A few minutes, maybe. But it had been the first time you saw him not as Max Verstappen, the boy your brother fought with, but as just Max. A kid. A little proud. A little weird. Surprisingly sweet.
And maybe that was the worst part, how vividly it stayed with you. How that one stupid, sticky, sunburnt afternoon lived rent-free in your memory even now.
Sometimes you wondered if he remembered it too. Sometimes you hoped he didn’t, because that would mean he’d seen your flushed cheeks, your clumsy hands, your starry-eyed crush forming in real time.
And you’d never quite shaken it. Not even now. Not even when Max Verstappen stood across the paddock, a four-time world champion in Red Bull colours, watching you with a smirk like he already knew every single thing you were trying not to feel.
Twelve years later, yours had turned into something far more inconvenient. What had started as a childhood fascination, an innocent, fleeting curiosity about the boy with too much fire in his chest had rooted itself somewhere deeper.
You were no longer the little sister trailing behind Charles in the paddock, clutching your pass with sticky fingers and swinging your legs under folding chairs during debriefs. You didn’t just belong in the paddock anymore.
You were paddock royalty in your own right.
F2 Champion. The youngest in years. Newly announced reserve driver for Ferrari. The slightly younger, slightly less temperamental Leclerc sibling, still smiling for the cameras, still fluent in three languages, still polished enough to carry the family name, but fierce enough to make it your own.
People didn’t just ask about your brother anymore. They asked about you.
And yet, somehow despite all of it you were still, hopelessly, a little bit in love with Max Verstappen.
Which was a problem. A very stupid, very complicated, Charles-shaped problem.
Not that you’d ever admit it out loud. Especially not with your brother still lurking in every corner of the paddock, always watching, always listening, still very capable of murder.
He had threatened Max once. Not outright. Not in a way that would ever make it into the press. Just a quiet, offhand comment delivered over a shared drink in the lounge after a chaotic sprint race in Austria.
“Don’t even think about it, I'll break your wrist.” Charles had said, calm as anything, not even looking up from his phone.
Max, to his credit, had just laughed, but you’d been there. You’d heard the edge in Charles’s voice. You’d seen the way Max’s smile twitched, like he knew exactly what was being said and exactly what would happen if he pushed it.
You remembered it very clearly.
Apparently, so did Max, because even now, years later, there was something deliberate about the way he looked at you. The way his gaze slid sideways instead of head-on. The way his jokes stopped just short of flirtation. Like he was holding himself back, not because he didn’t want to say the words, but because he didn’t trust the consequences if he did.
You weren’t sure if it made you want to strangle him or kiss him.
Sometimes both.
And the worst part? You didn’t know if the tension between you was real or just a shared, unspoken game that neither of you had the guts to end.
Because despite all the wins, the interviews, the champagne, you were still the girl who once gave him her half-eaten ice cream behind the garages in Spain. And he was still the boy who made your heart stutter when he smiled like he knew every version of you that had ever existed.
You stood at the edge of the hospitality suite now, your eyes flicking again to the Red Bull garage across the way. Max leaned against the wall like he hadn’t a care in the world, race suit unzipped to his waist, white fireproof clinging to him in a way that made your brain short-circuit.
He laughed at something his race engineer said, and your chest squeezed tight.
Beside you, Carlos didn’t even bother looking up from his phone. “You’re staring.”
You scoffed. “I’m not.”
“You’ve been staring at him since we walked in,” he muttered. “Since... 2011 really.”
You elbowed him, cheeks hot. “Shut up.”
Carlos grinned. “One of these days, you’re gonna have to do something about it. Preferably when Charles is in another time zone.”
“I don’t have a thing to do something about.”
“Mmhmm.”
You didn’t dignify that with a response, but your eyes still flicked back toward the garage, like they had a mind of their own. And of course that’s when Max looked up. Of course.
His gaze caught yours. Held it.
Your stomach dropped.
He didn’t look away. Didn’t pretend he hadn’t seen you watching. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, like he was amused and gave you a lazy, knowing half-smile that made your breath catch.
Damn it.
“He’s walking over,” Carlos said, not even pretending to hide his amusement.
Your heart stuttered. “What?”
Carlos stood abruptly, shoving his phone into his pocket. “Should I give you two some privacy? Or just text Charles now and save everyone the trouble?”
“I swear to God—”
But it was too late. You turned and Max was already close, just a few feet away, walking like he had all the time in the world, like he didn’t also look unfairly good under fluorescent lighting.
He smiled at you and Carlos, easy and warm, but his eyes lingered on you a second too long.
“Afternoon, Leclerc” he greeted smoothly, voice low and a little smug. “What are we talking about?”
“Nothing,” you blurted too fast.
Carlos grinned. “Her crush.”
You were going to kill him.
Max raised a brow. “Oh yeah?”
You shot Carlos a glare so deadly he actually stood up, clearly deciding to spare himself. “I’ll leave you two,” he said casually. “Good luck with the… crush.”
You wanted the ground to open up and swallow you whole.
Max turned back to you slowly, arms folding across his chest, amusement dancing in his eyes. “So…”
You crossed your arms. “He’s an idiot.”
“Maybe,” Max agreed, then paused. “Is it true?”
You blinked. “Is what true?”
He tilted his head. “That you have a crush.”
“I—” You swallowed. “That depends.”
Max’s eyes twinkled. “On what?”
You tried to keep your voice steady. “Are you going to make fun of me?”
He stepped closer, just enough to make your breath catch. “Of course not”
There was a beat of silence. Your heart was doing gymnastics.
“Then maybe,” you said softly, voice barely above the noise of the paddock, eyes locked with his. “Maybe it’s true.”
His lips parted slightly, like he hadn’t expected you to say it. Not really. You watched something flicker behind his eyes, surprise, maybe.
He didn’t speak right away just studied your face like he was trying to memorise it. Then, finally.
“You know Charles threatened to kill me once,” he murmured. “Told me not to look at you for more than five seconds at a time.”
You laughed nervously. “I remember.”
“I think I timed myself for a year after that,” he said with a soft smile. “Four seconds, look away. Four seconds, look away.”
You stared at him. “Seriously?”
His smile faded just a little, the teasing slipping from his features until only something soft remained, something honest. His eyes gentled, tone dropping into something more careful. “I’ve liked you since before I knew how to handle it. Since before it was allowed to be anything.”
Your breath caught.
He looked away briefly, then back at you, and there was something achingly sincere in the way he said it. “And then you started racing. Kicking ass. Winning everything. Being smarter than half the grid and not even pretending to downplay it. And you grew up, and I started seeing you for you, and then it was just…” He shook his head with a helpless little shrug. “Game over.”
For a second, you forgot how to breathe.
Your mouth opened. Closed. Your voice was quiet, uneven. “Seriously?”
Max nodded, almost shy now. “Inchident days.”
You blinked, dazed. “I was like… ten.”
“And you were already cooler than me,” he said, eyes crinkling a little, like it was obvious. Like it had always been obvious.
You laughed, sudden and bright, because what else could you do when the ground was shifting under your feet?
But it was short-lived, because your chest was suddenly too tight, your thoughts tripping over themselves, years of doubt trying to catch up to reality.
“I thought I was imagining it,” you admitted, and your voice cracked, just slightly. “I’ve felt like the idiot for so long, like it was just me stuck in some schoolgirl fantasy I never grew out of. You’d look at me and I’d feel it and then you’d blink and it was gone, and I’d spend hours convincing myself I made it all up.”
Max’s expression softened even further, and he stepped closer not enough to touch, not yet, but enough that you could feel the heat of him.
“It wasn’t just you,” he said again, firmer this time. “It was never just you.”
It felt like a mirage. Like something your brain had conjured in the haze of too many years and too many unspoken moments. You half expected it to vanish if you reached for it.
But it didn’t. Because Max was still looking at you like that with the quiet weight of someone who’d been holding this just as tightly, just as secretly, all this time. Your heart couldn’t tell the difference between disbelief and something dangerously close to joy.
He nodded. “Been wanting to ask for years, I think I've finally realised I’d rather risk getting punched in the face than keep pretending I don’t feel what I feel every time I look at you."
Your heart twisted, painfully fond.
“Okay,” you said, heart hammering. “So what now?”
Max shrugged. “Now I ask if maybe, hypothetically, you’d want to grab a drink. Or a walk. Or maybe let me kiss you in a place where your brother definitely can’t see us.”
Could you do on where little leclerc is doing a Victoria secret runway and like the grids and WAGs reaction to it
( her brothers being over protective & grid falling even more in love ect)
Victoria's Secret
The moment the news are publishing that none other than Yn Leclerc will walk on the Victoria's Secret runway, the show gets sold out in a matter of minutes.
The drivers, along with the WAGs, quickly brought every available ticket. Fernando even went as far as buying three seats for himself, not wanting to have anyone sit next to him.
The only one who didn't have to buy any tickets was the Leclerc family, who git their tickets from Yn themselves. She was very proud of her achievement and wanted all of her family there with her.
What her brothers weren't expecting was, to see the grid at the fashion show.
Carlos and Rebecca were sitting in the front row, cameras already ready. George and Carmen had the biggest bouquet ready for Yn. Oscar and Lando were already chatting with Lewis about what Yn would possibly wear.
Her brothers certainly weren't happy to see all of them there, but sadly couldn't convince the security to escort these idiots out.
The show started and it truly was magnificent. However, when Yn stepped out, the applause went crazy. Every audience member, no matter if family, driver, WAG or someone else, went crazy when they saw Yn.
She looked like a dream. A perfectly fitted lilac lingerie outfit along with some stunning white angel wings were adoring the beautiful body of Yn Evangeline Leclerc.
What Charles certainly didn't appreciate was Landos reaction. He didn't hesitate to hit the Brit over the head before going back to applauding his baby sister.
The second the show stopped, it was like a race started. The drivers tried to be the first one by Yn side backstage, feeling no remorse when they shoved and tripped each other.
However, all of their effort was for nothing, seeing as Kelly and Max were already with Yn backstage, feeding her tiny muffins and praising her to the moon and back.
charles x little sister!reader like she's 15 or smt (maybe adopted idk)
just pure fluff
maybe she comes along to a race for the first time and meets all the drivers n stuff
Baby Leclerc (Oneshot)
Charles Leclerc x Sister!Reader
Summary — It’s baby Leclerc’s first time in the paddock since moving in with her big brother, and everyone wants to say hello.
Notes — I’m using these requests as little writing exercises between longer chapters of my wips and it’s so much fun. Hope you love it anon.
The paddock was much louder than she’d expected.
Louder, and bigger, and filled with so many unfamiliar faces that it made her stomach twist and her fingers twitch at the hem of her sleeve nervously.
But Charles had promised. “Stay with me, ma chérie. I won’t let you out of my sight.” And so far, he’d kept his word. His hand was still wrapped around hers, warm, steady, safe, as he guided her through the crowded areas.
“Okay, that’s the Ferrari garage just there,” he said, slowing to a stop in front of the bright red blur of it all. “Looks very cool, no?”
She nodded, wide-eyed. She was wearing one of her brother’s vintage Ferrari jackets. It hung off of her, but it was so cosy. “It’s huge.”
“You’re tiny, so everything feels huge.”
She elbowed him in the ribs—lightly, but enough to make him laugh.
Then a voice called out from behind them.
“No way. Is this the famous baby Leclerc?”
She turned just as a grinning man in a blinding McLaren kit jogged over.
Oh. Lando.
She knew him from the races, obviously. But also from the YouTube videos Charles let her watch—usually late at night with popcorn when they were supposed to be asleep.
“Hi,” she said shyly.
Lando crouched slightly to meet her height, even though he was only an inch or two taller than she was. “Hi! I thought Charles had made you up to win sympathy points.”
She blinked at him.
“I do not need sympathy points,” Charles deadpanned.
“You do when you qualify P19.”
“Lando.” He cursed.
She giggled.
And the nerves began to fade.
—
By the time Max had given her a familiar fist bump and George offered her a sip of his iced coffee (“you’re a child, you don’t need caffeine,” Charles had immediately protested), she was smiling for real.
She sat in the Ferrari hospitality with Carlos, who insisted she try every flavour of Italian cookie, and played Mario Kart with Mick on her switch that Charles had remembered to stuff into her backpack.
Every time Charles glanced her way, she was either laughing or quietly watching everything, soaking it all in with a curiosity that reminded him so painfully of when she first moved in with him—wide-eyed, unsure, but eager to belong.
“You okay?” He asked as they walked back to the motorhome after lunch.
She looked up at him, cheeks flushed from the sun. Sunblock, he thought with a self-deprecating frown. That’s what he’d forgotten. “I really love it here.” She whispered.
He smiled so wide it hurt.
“Good,” he said, tugging her hood up over her head. Sun protection. “Because you’re stuck with me now. Forever. So you’ll probably spend more time at tracks like this than at school — but we won’t tell anyone that.”
She rolled her eyes but leaned into his side anyway.
And when the race ended hours later—when she waited at the back of the garage, clutching a team radio and bouncing on her toes as he stepped out of the car, sweaty and grinning and exhausted—he didn’t hesitate.
Helmet off. Arms open.
She ran straight into them.
“P2,” he said breathlessly into her hair. “For you.”
She beamed up at him. “I want to see you win, though!”
Charles blinked. Laughed. Shook his head. “Ah. Okay. You are definitely my sister.”
user4 what if the leclercs had sneak peeks of the album
user5 the way charles posts harry so casually now 😭 growth
user6 yn leclerc won the lottery fr
lando wow okay so we’re doing FAMILY dinners now. interesting.
└ user7 LANDO THATS HER BOYFRIEND LMAOOO
└ charles_leclerc You were busy.
lando i was NOT. i simply was not invited.
└ arthur_leclerc I would’ve invited you.
└ harrystyles Betrayal
└ lorenzotl Lando would’ve brought chaos and zero wine.
└ lando i bring vibes.
user8 this comment section is better than netflix
user9 harry at the leclerc table feels correct
user10 GIVE US ALBUM INFO
yn.leclerc Thank you for hosting 🫶
└ charles_leclerc Anytime.
└ harrystyles Thank you for having me, i survived
└ user11 “i survived” ????
user12 harry being adopted by the leclercs permanently
user13 lando fighting for his life in these comments again
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yn.leclerc disco, occasionally 🪩
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user1 okay but this caption feels… intentional
user2 first kiss all the time now disco occasionally i’m scared
user3 is this a lyric or are we projecting
user4 she’s just hot you guys relax
user5 harry has been at the studio EVERY DAY btw
charles_leclerc What does this mean.
└ user6 CHARLES ASKING TOO???
└ yn.leclerc nothing
└ charles_leclerc I don’t believe you.
arthur_leclerc wait is this about music
└ user7 ARTHUR CLOCKED IN
└ yn.leclerc no.
└ arthur_leclerc okay but hypothetically...
└ username1 I LOVE FANBOY ARTHUR
lorenzotl She’s doing it on purpose.
└ user8 LORENZO CONFIRMING OUR SUSPICIONS
user9 the leclerc brothers being confused is my favorite subplot
lando MY BABEEEE
└ user10 lando instigating AGAIN
└ yn.leclerc STOP IT
└ username2 harry doesn't even fight him anymore he just accepted his fate
harrystyles 🪩🫶
└ user11 HARRY STOP FEEDING THE DELUSION
└ user12 this is either nothing or everything and there’s no in between
user13 yn leclerc the menace you are
user14 disco yn era regardless i support
alexandrasaintmleux THE PRETTIEST EVER 😍
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harrystylesupdates Posters reading “we belong together” spotted in multiple cities overnight 👀 Seen in London, New York, and Paris.
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user1 POSTERS????? oh it’s happening
user2 MULTIPLE CITIES I’M SICK
user3 this is album rollout behavior
user4 “we belong together” that’s a SONG TITLE IDCCCC
user5 or a lyric. or both. i’m unwell.
user6 he’s doing the mysterious thing again
user7 this feels very intentional and very harry
user8 first studio sightings, then captions, now POSTERS???
user9 kiss all the time truthers HOW WE FEELING
arthur_leclerc @yn.leclerc TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW.
└ user10 ARTHUR?????
└ user11 NOT HIM YELLING IN THE COMMENTS
└ yn.leclerc go to sleep.
└ arthur_leclerc I CANNOT
└ user12 arthur is all of us actually
user13 someone take harry’s phone away he’s terrorizing us
user14 this rollout already has more lore than my life
user15 yn being involved in this rollout somehow feels illegal
user16 watch the album title be something completely different and we’re clowns
user17 no way these posters mean nothing i refuse
user18 harry styles the man you are
user19 i know charles leclerc is seething over his brother being excited about this
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harrystyles Kiss All the Time, Disco Occasionally.
March 6th.
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user1 WAIT.
user2 WAIT WAIT WAIT
user3 THAT’S WHAT YN POSTED.
user4 KISS ALL THE TIME DISCO OCCASIONALLY SHE SPOILED THE ALBUM TITLE.
user5 SHE KNEW. SHE ABSOLUTELY KNEW.
user6 THE CAPTIONS WERE THE TITLE IM GOING TO THROW UP
user7 he really said easter eggs but make it your girlfriend
user8 this rollout was INSANE actually
user9 yn leclerc YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR CRIMES
charles_leclerc Oh.
└ user10 CHARLES REALIZING IN REAL TIME
arthur_leclerc ARE YOU KIDDING ME. I ASKED YOU.MULTIPLE TIMES. @yn.leclerc
└ yn.leclerc 🙂
└ user11 HER RESPONSE????? JAIL.
lando interesting.
└ user12 lando knew nothing but supported anyway
iamrebeccad this is iconic 💋
alexandrasaintmleux 🪩🤍
user13 wag approval = official album of the year
harrystyles For the record — she tried to behave.
└ user14 SHE TRIED????
└ user15 harry blaming yn publicly is crazy
arthur_leclerc I WILL NEVER RECOVER FROM THIS.
charles_leclerc Next time i’m muting all of you.
user16 this is the best album rollout in years idc
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styleclerc just realized that Kiss All the Time, Disco Occasionally drops the same day as the first race of the season… march 6th.
what is yn leclerc supposed to do 😭
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user1 SHE HAS TO PICK A SIDE IM SORRY
user2 march 6th is a hate crime actually
user3 yn watching charles race while harry drops an album??? evil
user4 charles fighting for his life on track while harry breaks records
user5 she’s gonna have like 4 screens open
user6 yn leclerc multitasking final boss
user7 imagine charles on the radio like “tell yn to stream” 😭
user8 harry planned this i know it
user9 no bc the timing is actually insane
user10 yn waking up like race day AND album day???
user11 this family groupchat is about to be chaos
user12 lando somewhere making this about himself
user13 charles vs harry for yn’s attention on the SAME DAY
user14 she’s gonna be in the paddock with airpods in
user15 “sorry charles i have to go stream track 7”
user16 this crossover is too powerful
user17 march 6th is booked, busy and stressful
user18 yn leclerc i am praying for you
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yn.leclerc did you catch the name in my captions?? 💋🪩new h album coming.
and for those wondering what will i do since it’s also the first race of the season that day…
i guess we’ll have to wait and see 😉
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user1 SHE ADMITTED IT.
user2 WAIT AND SEE????? EVIL.
user3 yn enjoying this a little too much
user4 oh she KNEW what she was doing with those captions
user5 album day + race day yn pov is gonna be insane
user6 I KNOW CHARLES IS NOT HAPPY
user7 she’s gonna be in the paddock streaming the album isn’t she
user8 headphones in during the race I JUST KNOW IT
charles_leclerc I don’t like this answer.
└ user9 CHARLES 😭
└ yn.leclerc relax.
└ charles_leclerc No.
arthur_leclerc wait and see is CRAZY. i will not be waiting peacefully.
user10 arthur stressing in the comments again
lando she’s choosing chaos. i respect it.
user11 lando always encouraging the worst behavior
harrystyles I like surprises 💋
└ user12 HARRY PLEASE
user13 this comment section is already better than the day itself
user14 march 6th gonna be generational
user15 yn leclerc the woman that you are
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charlesupdates Charles Leclerc mentioned Harry Styles’ upcoming album Kiss All the Time, Disco Occasionally in a new interview today 👀
When asked if he’d heard any of it yet, Charles laughed and said:
“I’ve heard… some things. There’s one piano ballad that’s very good.”
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user1 HUH????
user2 PIANO BALLAD??????
user3 how does he know that 🤨
user4 CHARLES WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’VE HEARD SOME THINGS
user5 this man just leaked album information casually
user6 WAIT.
user7 charles… piano…
user8 NO WAY.
user9 are we thinking what i’m thinking
user10 DID HE PLAY PIANO ON A TRACK?????
user11 STOP I WOULD ACTUALLY PASS AWAY
user12 imagine charles leclerc randomly on a harry styles song
user13 this crossover keeps escalating
user14 he sounded way too confident saying piano ballad
user15 like sir how do you KNOW that
user16 yn definitely let him listen early
user17 or harry forced him to listen at family dinner 😭
user18 if charles is secretly on the album i will never recover
user19 arthur somewhere screaming right now
user20 march 6th just became even more insane
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charles_leclerc little break before the season starts 🎹
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user1 CHARLES WHAT IS THIS TIMING
user2 oh this is suspicious
user3 you cannot post a piano video after that interview sir
user4 IS THIS THE BALLAD??????
user5 be honest are you on the album
user6 this crossover is getting out of hand
user7 march 6th lore keeps expanding
arthur_leclerc ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW.
arthur_leclerc YOU SAID NOTHING ABOUT THIS.
└ charles_leclerc i’m just playing the piano.
└ arthur_leclerc SUSPICIOUSLY.
yn.leclerc nice song 🙂
└ user9 YN??????
└ user10 why does that sound like she KNOWS SOMETHING
harrystyles Sounds familiar 🎶
└ user11 EXCUSE ME???
└ user12 WHAT IS THIS
└ user13 THEY ARE TROLLING US
lando oh he’s definitely on the album.
└ user14 LANDO FUELING THE FIRE
carlossainz55 Not bad mate
└ user15 CARLOS LMAOOO
alex_albon New career after racing?
georgerussell63 Impressive actually
user16 drivers in the comments treating this like a recital
user17 i swear if charles leclerc appears on a harry styles song i will faint
user18 march 6th cannot come soon enough
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harrystyles Aperture. The first single from Kiss All the Time, Disco Occasionally. Out Friday.
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user1 APERTURE??????
user2 FIRST SINGLE LETS GOOOO
user3 FRIDAY????? THAT’S SO SOON
user4 this album rollout is moving FAST
user5 ITS COMINGGG
user6 don’t start the charles theories again 😭
user7 i’m already emotionally attached to a song i haven’t heard
user8 harry styles piano ballad i’m not surviving
yn.leclerc 🤍
└ user9 YN BEING CASUAL IN THE COMMENTS IM SICK
└ user10 SHE DEFINITELY HEARD IT ALREADY
arthur_leclerc IS THIS THE PIANO BALLAD.
└ user11 ARTHUR ASKING THE IMPORTANT QUESTIONS
└ harrystyles You’ll have to listen.
└ user12 SIR????
└ user13 he said absolutely nothing and everything at the same time
lando arthur is not sleeping until friday
└ arthur_leclerc correct.
└ user14 arthur leclerc biggest harry fan confirmed
charles_leclerc nice title.
└ user15 CHARLES WHAT DO YOU MEAN NICE TITLE
└ user16 HE KNOWS SOMETHING.
user17 everyone in this comment section is suspicious
user18 friday cannot come fast enough
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yn.leclerc aperture is out now 🪩 and we can’t stop dancing
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user1 THEY’RE DANCING TO IT I’M SICK
user2 THIS IS SO CUTE WHAT
user3 not the chaotic living room dancing 😭
user4 okay wait the song actually SLAPS
user5 yn leclerc soft launching herself as a backup dancer
user6 harry smiling like that??? goodbye
lando i could dance better.
└ user7 LANDO PLEASE
└ yn.leclerc prove it.
└ lando don’t test me.
arthur_leclerc I’VE LISTENED THREE TIMES ALREADY.
└ user8 ARTHUR 😭
arthur_leclerc also still investigating the piano situation.
└ charles_leclerc Arthur relax.
└ user9 CHARLES TRYING TO CONTROL THE SITUATION AGAIN
alexandrasaintmleux this is very cute 🤍
└ user10 ALEXANDRA APPROVAL WE LOVE TO SEE IT
carlossainz55 Good song
└ user11 CARLOS REVIEWING MUSIC NOW
alex_albon lando you definitely cannot dance better
└ lando fake friend.
georgerussell63 Solid dancing technique
└ user12 GEORGE RATING THEIR DANCING LMAO
harrystyles Best dance partner 💋
└ user13 IM UNWELL
└ user14 THE KISS EMOJI AGAIN
└ user15 march 6th album day is gonna destroy us
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stylesupdates Harry talking about Kiss All the Time, Disco Occasionally with Zane Lowe
"A lot of the album was inspired by my relationship. When you’re around someone who lives life at that pace , the racing world, the travel, the noise, it changes the way you write."
He also talked about meeting YN’s family and being around Formula 1:
"It’s a completely different universe. I remember going to my first race and thinking, ‘this is insane.’ But her family made it feel very normal very quickly. They’re very loud, very competitive, very funny."
When asked about the piano ballad, Harry smiled and said: "I did have a bit of help from someone who spends a lot of time around pianos… you might recognize him."
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user1 YOU MIGHT RECOGNIZE HIM??????
user2 SIR JUST SAY CHARLES
user3 THIS IS NOT SUBTLE
user4 charles leclerc on a harry styles song was not on my bingo card
user5 the f1 x pop music cinematic universe is real
user6 the way he talked about her family is actually cute 😭
user7 “very loud very competitive very funny” yeah that tracks
user8 imagine dating someone and suddenly you’re hanging out with formula 1 drivers
user9 harry going from stadium tours to the paddock is wild
user10 also the piano comment HELLO
user11 that is 100% charles
user12 he literally said “you might recognize him” like we don’t know
user13 arthur is somewhere screaming
user14 charles acting casual this whole rollout makes sense now
user15 the album being inspired by yn 🥹
user16 this is actually the cutest crossover ever
user17 march 6th cannot come fast enough
user18 i just know that piano ballad is gonna destroy us
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f1gossip DID CHARLES AND ALEX JUST GET MARRIED???
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user1 WAIT HELLO????
user2 THE FLOWERS????
user3 WHY ARE THEY DRESSED LIKE THAT
user4 charles leclerc secret wedding wasn’t on my bingo card today
user5 this looks suspiciously like newly married behavior
user6 if he actually got married and didn’t tell us 😭
user7 the ferrari is killing me like of course
user8 no bc alex with the flowers is VERY bride coded
user9 someone confirm this immediately
user10 okay but real question where was harry
user10 WAS HARRY THERE
user11 STOP I DIDN’T EVEN THINK ABOUT HARRY BEING THERE
user12 imagine harry styles at charles leclerc’s wedding 😭
user13 yn probably caught the bouquet or something
user14 arthur crying somewhere
user15 lando definitely would’ve posted if this happened
user16 if this is real the paddock groupchat is going insane
user17 charles really said “race season starts soon better get married”
user18 i need answers immediately
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yn.leclerc MY BABIES GOT MARRIED !! 🤍💐 so so happy for you both. and yes before anyone asks , harry did perform for their first dance. you’ll get that song on march 6th 🪩
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user1 MY BABIES????? 😭
user2 THEY LOOK SO HAPPY
user3 WAIT SO THE FIRST DANCE SONG IS FROM THE ALBUM???
user4 march 6th lore just got deeper
alexandramalenaleclerc love you 🤍 thank you for everything
└ yn.leclerc always
charles_leclerc thank you for today. and thank you @/harrystyles for the song 🤍
└ user5 CHARLES THANKING HARRY I’M EMOTIONAL
└ user6 bro really had harry styles sing at his wedding
└ harrystyles Honored 🤍
user7 HARRY BEING POLITE IN THE COMMENTS AGAIN
lando i can’t believe i wasn’t invited.
└ user8 LANDO 😭
carlossainz55 Congrats to you both
alex_albon congratulations !!
user9 drivers in the comments like proud uncles
arthur_leclerc best day ever.
└ user10 arthur living his best life
user11 okay but WHICH SONG
user12 march 6th cannot come fast enough
user13 this family is literally living in a romcom
user14 harry styles singing at a leclerc wedding… yeah we lost the plot
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yn.leclerc ITS KISSCO WEEK !!! 💋🪩 after months of secrets, captions that apparently no one noticed, and arthur interrogating me daily…
the album is finally coming. Kiss All the Time, Disco Occasionally out march 6th 🤍 very excited. very proud. also slightly scared of what the groupchat will look like that day.
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user1 KISSCO WEEK IS REAL
user2 “captions that apparently no one noticed” WE NOTICED 😭
user3 arthur interrogating her daily is killing me
user4 this album rollout has been so chaotic i love it
user5 march 6th is gonna change lives
charles_leclerc Do you know it’s also race week?
└ user6 CHARLES LMAOOO
└ yn.leclerc we don’t care.
└ user7 SHE SAID WE
└ user8 yn choosing violence again
└ lando BABE?????
└ user9 lando hurt as always
arthur_leclerc FINALLY SOMEONE IS TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY.
└ user10 arthur acting like the album is a global event
georgerussell63 Race week actually
alex_albon Charles has a point
user11 I LOVE THIS FAMILY 😭
user12 drivers vs yn in the comments again
harrystyles Big week 💋
user13 HARRY JUST WATCHING THE CHAOS
user14 kissco week vs race week is my favorite storyline
user15 yn leclerc you will pay for the captions eventually
user16 march 6th cannot come fast enough
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paddockupdates Charles Leclerc talking about his sister YN and Harry Styles’ upcoming album Kiss All the Time, Disco Occasionally during media day today 😭
When asked about race week, Charles joked: "Honestly I think my sister is more excited about the album coming out than the first race of the season. Which… I don’t fully appreciate considering what I do for a living. She’s been talking about it for months. Every time I see her she says something like ‘you’ll understand when you hear it.’ So now I’m curious."
He also addressed the piano ballad rumors from the album: "I’ve heard one of the songs, yes. The piano ballad people keep asking about. It’s very good actually. But I think that’s all I’m allowed to say before I get in trouble."
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user1 “i don’t fully appreciate considering what i do for a living” 😭
user2 he sounds personally offended
user3 SHE’S BEEN TEASING HIM TOO???
user4 “you’ll understand when you hear it” yn is evil
user5 HE CONFIRMED THE PIANO BALLAD AGAIN
user6 sir HOW have you heard it
user7 “before i get in trouble” WITH WHO???
user8 harry definitely told him not to spoil anything
user9 the way he keeps bringing up the piano is suspicious
user10 i still think charles is on the track
user11 this family keeps leaking album lore accidentally
user12 yn more excited about the album than race week is sending me
user13 arthur probably screaming watching this interview
user14 march 6th cannot come soon enough
user15 the paddock being part of the rollout is so funny
user16 charles leclerc pop music correspondent
user17 someone check the groupchat immediately
user18 this crossover is unreal
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harrystyles Kiss All the Time, Disco Occasionally Out now.
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user1 ITS OUT ITS OUT ITS OUT
user2 EVERYONE STAY CALM
user3 I’M ALREADY ON TRACK 4
user4 THIS ALBUM IS INSANE
user5 THE PIANO BALLAD??? HELLO???
user6 I NEED A MOMENT
user7 harry you changed my life again
yn.leclerc so proud of you 🤍
└ user8 YN COMMENTING I’M CRYING
arthur_leclerc I’M LISTENING RIGHT NOW.
user9 ARTHUR 😭
charles_leclerc Congrats. Great album.
└ user10 CHARLES BEING CASUAL ABOUT IT
user11 sir do you actually play the piano in coming up roses or not
lorenzotl Arthur has been quiet for five minutes i’m concerned
└ user12 LORENZO 😭
user13 THIS COMMENT SECTION IS CHAOS
user14 THE LECLERC FAMILY LISTENING LIVE
user15 this rollout was legendary
user16 album of the year already idc
user17 march 6th officially a holiday
user18 NOW ITS RACE TIME
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charles_leclerc Coming Up Roses 🌹 Very honored to have played a small part on this one. And even more special that it was the song for our first dance 🤍 Thank you @/harrystyles
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user1 HE CONFIRMED IT.
user2 CHARLES LECLERC ON A HARRY STYLES SONG?????
user3 COMING UP ROSES IS THE PIANO BALLAD?????
user4 THE WEDDING SONG TOO I’M CRYING
user5 this crossover just reached a new level
user6 sir you’ve been teasing this for WEEKS
yn.leclerc finally you can say it 🙂
└ user7 YN KNEW THE WHOLE TIME
arthur_leclerc I KNEW IT.
arthur_leclerc I SAID IT.
arthur_leclerc NO ONE LISTENED TO ME.
user8 arthur vindicated 😭
alexandramalenaleclerc our song 🤍
└ user9 ALEX COMMENTING STOP
user10 the first dance being a harry styles song with charles on piano is crazy romantic
lando okay that’s actually very cool.
└ user11 lando giving approval 😭
carlossainz55 Very nice mate
georgerussell63 Didn’t know you were hiding this talent
alex_albon New career unlocked
user12 drivers treating this like a recital again
harrystyles Thank you for playing on it 🤍
user13 THIS COMMENT SECTION IS INSANE
user14 coming up roses just became everyone’s favorite track
user15 the leclerc x harry universe is unmatched
user16 history was made
yn.leclerc what a weekend. honestly still trying to process it.
Kiss All the Time, Disco Occasionally is finally out after months of secrets, teasing captions, and arthur interrogating me in the family groupchat every single day 🪩
getting to watch h make this album and finally seeing everyone hear it this weekend has been really special. i’m very very proud 🤍
and somehow at the same time it was the first race weekend of the season… which ended with charles on the podium. so yes, this weekend included dancing in the paddock, listening to the album on repeat, and screaming during the last laps.
i’d say that’s a pretty good way to start the year
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user1 “arthur interrogating me in the family groupchat” 😭
