It is a slow morning at work, so here is my latest fic coming in earlier than intended :)
Title: What have they done?
Summary:
“Fuck this shit”, Bryan muttered dragging a hand through his hair after having locked the door behind them. “I know it was your home race Charles, but fuck this fucking race weekend!”
“Well, it’s not like this was a good weekend, Bryan!”, the driver bitterly replied, one eyebrow raised at Bryan's unusual loss of composure as he sat down on one of the tables.
“Wait until I tell you the rest…unless, they finally told you?”
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Or the post Monaco race conversation where Bryan tell Charles what he couldn't say on the radio
Characters: Charles Leclerc, Bryan Bozzi
Add info: gen, anger, post Monaco GP, mild hurt/comfort, explanations of race events, swearing
Word count: 2,029 words
















