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leosxrealm · 2 months

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pairing(s): Charles Leclerc x male! Norris! reader

request: Charles Leclerc x m!reader but his older brother is Lando and he always goes to his races and gradually learns about Charles and grows a hatred for him bc he thinks he's just a rich French (Which Charles constantly corrects) guy but he eventually gets to know him so its like an enemies to lovers kind of thing?

warning(s): fluff!! kind of slow burn, long chapter (3k words), mentions of manipulative ex, alcohol, reader is Charles' gay awakening, also reader and Charles didn't have the best first impression of each other

(a/n): reader's age isn't specified so it can be read as whatever age you want reader to be (21+ cause there's alcohol involved). this was requested so long ago oml. hope you enjoy it anon <3

!not proofread!

Bahrain, 2023

"Can't you fucking watch where you're going?"

"Yo. Chill out, mate," You say, a little taken back by the stranger's outburst and even your own response. You throw up your hands in surrender, leaning your body slightly backward as if to tell the guy in the red t-shirt that you didn't mean any harm.

You didn't intentionally bump into him. Who even does that? Too busy talking to your sister on the phone, you didn't see where you were going. And it looks like he didn't either. It was a mistake made by both of you. Why was he making such a big deal out of it?

"Don't tell me what to do," he lets out through gritted teeth. Turning on his heels, he walks away.

"What's that dude's problem anyway?" you scoff, your mood turning sour at the strange dude's behavior. "What dude?" your sister asks.

That took you by surprise, you forgot you were on a phone call with her. "Some French dude I ran into. He was being a bitch for no reason," you grimace, thinking back to the encounter.

"You know who he was?" your sister asks, curiosity getting the best of her.

"Nah. Couldn't see his face."

You continued talking to your sister for a while, just until your brother was free from some team meeting that he had to attend after the free practice session.

"You have any other plans for the night?" your brother asks, looking up from his phone. He was definitely planning on hitting some bar with his friends. You could take a break, let yourself unwind for a night, you think.

"Not really," you say with a shrug.

"Good."

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"Who's that?" you practically shout, trying to be louder than the music playing. "Who?" Daniel shouts back. You point at the man across the room. He was standing next to your brother, talking to him.

"Oh! That's Charles," Danny answers with a grin. "Lando and him are good friends. I think," he adds as an afterthought. You hum in response, not like he would have heard that over all the noise. You recognize the man now, he is your friend's teammate. "Oh, they're coming here," Danny says, tapping your shoulder.

"I don't think I've introduced you two yet," is the first thing Lando says when he reaches you. "Y/n this is Charles," you stick out your hand, giving the new guy a 'hey' as well.

"Charles this is, Y/n." Charles just gives you a nod and a loose handshake, before disappearing somewhere else. You raise your eyebrow at his odd behavior.

"Don't mind him. He's a sweet guy, he just had a bad practice today," Daniel says from next to you. You simply shrug, it's not like he mattered to you.

"Anyway," he grins, summoning two shot glasses from god knows where "Who's ready for some good time?" Lando cheers, ready to have some fun. You shake your head at your younger brother, of course, he's ready to party.

"Not you. You're still practically a child," Danny says while side-eyeing Lando. Your brother opens his mouth, ready to give his friend a piece of his mind before being interrupted by you. "He's right, bro," you nod, "You're what? Like 13?"

Lando was no longer cheering.

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"Y/n! It's so good to see you mate!" Carlos says, bringing you in for a side hug. "Carlos!" you laugh, reciprocating the hug, "it's been a while."

"Yeah, mate. You kinda disappeared on us," he laughs, trying to remember when was the last time he saw you in person. "We were going to get lunch. You wanna join?"

"We?"

"Uhh...There he is," he says after spotting his teammate. "Charles!" he waves his teammate over, "Do you mind if my friend here joins us for lunch?" You look at him puzzled, you hadn't even agreed to it yet. You shake your head, typical Carlos.

"Uh.. yeah no. It's fine."

You just blink at him, not that he would notice cause he was busy typing away on his phone; he didn't even look your way. A little rude, you'd say.

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It's a nice Middle Eastern restaurant that Carlos had picked. You and Carlos were busy talking away, reminiscing about the past, and catching up to date on each other's lives as well. Sure, you had seen his Instagram posts, and known what he had been doing, but hearing it from him was still different. Same for him.

A sudden ring disturbs your conversation with Carlos. "Sorry I have to take this," Charles says as he gets up, and exits the restaurant. You raise your brow, a little confused by his behavior. Not just today, but ever since you've met him. You have seen interviews and fan interactions with him, he certainly did not seem like the grumpy type.

"He certainly isn't like the guy they show on television," you comment, sipping on your wine. Carlos sighs, making you look at him. "What?" you raise an eyebrow.

"He's a good guy... It's just... I don't know..." he pauses, taking a moment to think, "There's something going on with him." He chews the inside of his cheeks, squinting his eyes to look at Charles who was leaning against his car outside the restaurant, still on a call with someone you didn't know. "I heard, he's having some problems with his girlfriend."

"Trouble with his girlfriend?" you ask, taking another sip of your drink. With nothing to do here, you had been getting bored either way. And a little gossip never hurt anyone.

"Yeah. I don't know the details. It's just what I've heard," he sips his drink, "They looked tense around each other too."

"Mmm..."

Miami, 2023

"Didn't expect to see you here."

You turn around, your scotch glass still in your hand. "Charles," you were surprised as well. You didn't expect to see the Ferrari driver at some random charity event. "Care for a drink?" you wave to the bartender, not even waiting for his answer.

"Scotch. Neat," he orders.

He takes a seat beside you, gulping down his drink in one go. "You good, mate?" you ask, a little concerned about the man. "Hm? Yeah. Don't worry." If he wasn't going to tell you himself, you wouldn't push him. After all, you two weren't exactly friends.

You two stuck to each other for the rest of the evening. It was better than walking around alone. During this time, you had gotten to know a bit about each other as well. He wasn't as bad of a guy as you had originally thought.

"Yeah, she clearly knew he was flirting with her, and instead of telling the guy she had a boyfriend, she was flirting back. Even letting him cling to her."

"Oh..." you take a sip of your water, deciding on no more drinks for the night.

"And when I asked her about this, she called me a "jealous, possessive boyfriend who's taking away her freedom." Her words, not mine." he continues to rant, using air quotes to emphasize his point. He sighs, she had betrayed his trust; even if people wouldn't exactly call this cheating, in Charles' book, it was.

"It's all good now. I'm over her," he smiles.

"No wonder you were such a piss baby in Bahrain. No offense," you chuckle slightly.

He looks down a little embarrassed, he knows how he acted like an asshole during that time. And not just to you. He would've understood if you would've given him the cold shoulder tonight. But you didn't.

"Yeah... About that-"

"It's all good, mate. No hard feelings," you cut him off. You knew he was sorry about his rude behavior, it was written all over his face.

"You wanna ditch this event?" you ask, a smile growing on your face. He laughs, not expecting such a question after the (one-sided) heart-to-heart conversation that you two just had. He appreciated it nonetheless. If you were trying to lift his mood, it was certainly starting to work.

"And go where?" he asks after a good laugh.

"I know someone who's hosting a party," you shrug.

"Ditching an event to go to a party?"

"Ditching a boring event to go to a fun party," you correct, grinning at him.

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"You never said it was gonna be a houseboat party," he shouts over the loud music. "Welcome to Miami!" you laugh.

You grab his elbow, dragging him towards the tiki bar. Ordering two drinks, you push one in his direction. "What's that?" he eyes the drink.

"This," you emphasize, raising your own glass, "is the perfect way to forget about your gaslighting ex-girlfriend." He laughs, appreciating the humor. The both of you chug down your drinks.

You drag him over to the dance floor, quite practically forcing him to dance. "Come on, mate," you urge him, "If you wanted to be boring you could've stayed at the event." He laughs, finally loosing up. You two continue to dance, having some more drinks in between.

---

"Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!..." The chanting continues, daring, challenging you to jump in the water. Charles sneaks up behind you, pushing you into the water. You turn around just before he could, holding onto him, and dragging him in as well.

You submerge, laughing as you do. Charles gasps, still a little surprised, before he laughs as well. He holds on to your shoulder, still heaving. Your shirt that you had worn to the charity event, sticking to your body.

He eyes you, for longer than he should have. This was new. He doesn't think he had ever been interested in another man's body before. He tears his eyes away, trying to cool down the warmth that suddenly spread throughout his body.

Your friend, the host, pulls you up, slapping you on the back in the process. You help Charles after, "accidently" pulling him by a little more force than needed. He bumps into you. He doesn't pull away like you half expected him to. He pulls away just slightly enough to see your face. Your hands go to his hips, swaying his body, along with yours, to the beat of the music.

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The sound of laughter rings out in the surprisingly empty street of Miami. It's a small road, probably that's why. It's well into the early hours of the morning.

It's media day and Charles knows his manager's gonna hate him when he shows up looking dead, still hungover. He couldn't care less about that now. He hasn't felt this good, this free, in forever.

He looks to his side, you're walking beside him, one of your hands in your trouser's pocket, the other holding your blazer, a few of your shirt buttons open, slightly exposing your well-built chest and shoulder.

"I'm so fucking tired oh my god," you laugh, looking up at the sky. Even though you couldn't see the stars because of all the lights, the sky still looked pretty. "Me too," he says, his eyes fixed on you.

"Hm?" you look at him from the corner of your eyes, "something on my face?"

"Huh? No. Why would you think that?" he clears his throat, averting his eyes.

"You're staring." The tip of his ears turns red. He can't believe he got caught staring. "Not that I mind." His eyes widened, but he didn't reply. You look at him from the corner of your eyes. Did I make him uncomfortable? you wondered.

You don't say anything after that as the both of you walk back to your hotel. Charles' room came first. You stood behind him as he unlocks the door. "Wanna come inside?" he asks, turning around, and standing in the doorway.

You smile, "Can't." He frowns slightly at your vague reply. "I have a flight in a few hours. And I still have to pack and take a shower. I should probably get something to eat as well," you scratch the back of your head, sometimes you get sick of traveling so much.

His mouth forms an 'O' in understanding. "You're not staying for the Grand Prix?"

"I have yet another event I have to attend," you sigh, "and this one... I can't skip."

You start walking backward, not ready to turn your back on him yet. With both of your busy schedules, you don't know when you will be able to see him next.

"I'll see you around, Charlie," you give a short wave, turning your back on him, and going to the elevator. Charles watches you leave, till he can't see you any longer. He looks down, a smile gracing his face. You had started calling him that at the party, he had thought it was because you were drunk, but apparently not.

It was truly a night he wouldn't be able to forget.

Silverstone, 2023

Charles has been on the lookout for you ever since he arrived here. It was Lando's home race, and he was hoping you would be there as well. It's Friday when he hears from Carlos that you're in the paddock. Supporting Mclaren, obviously.

Carlos and you are good friends, right? Would that be enough for you to drop by the Ferrari garage? And you do. You stop by the Ferrari garage to say hi to Carlos, or at least that's what Charles thinks.

You've been talking to Carlos since you arrived. A different thought inhabits his mind. Do you remember him? Was he even worth remembering?

He doesn't want to find the answers to his own thoughts that are going wild. He doesn't think he can handle you saying that you don't remember him. That night, as simple as it was, meant a lot to him. He doesn't think he can handle the person he's been searching for, ever since that day two months ago, to say that they don't remember him.

"Y/n, I hope you remember my teammate, Charles."

Carlos' voice rings through his ears. He looks up to see Carlos and you walking over to him. You nod, glancing in his direction. Carlos looks behind you to see his engineer motioning him over. "I'll see you later, mate. It seems they need me."

"Charlie," you grin. A sudden warmth spreads throughout his face and body. It's been so long, far too long since he had heard your voice. "Y/n."

"Walk with me," you say to him, quiet enough that even he was barely able to hear it. He walks beside you wordlessly. "How you been, Charlie?" there it was, that nickname again. "Uhh... I've been good. Barely gotten any time to myself after having races back to back."

You nod in understanding. Athletes really do have a tough schedule, don't they? You walk around the paddock, running into a couple of people on the way, who were very surprised, to say the least, at your unexpected friendship with the Monégasque.

You talk about things, completely unrelated to either of your lives, just enjoying each other's presence. In a people full of paddock, there were only you two.

As much as Charles loves racing, he wishes he had a little more time before he had to go for the free practice. "Charlies," you call out, making the Ferrari driver stop in his tracks. He turns around, a confused look on his face. "Dinner tonight? On me."

It felt like his face was on fire. Were you asking him out on a date? No, he shouldn't get his hopes up. You're friends with half the grid, maybe they're invited as well. He nods, his face the same color as his car.

"Great," a grin spreads on your face, "I'll see you tonight."

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Charles was trying to tie a tie when he heard knocks on his room's door. He rushes around the hotel room to get to the door. "Y/n..." he trails off taking in your outfit. You looked... expensive. All his previous worries of over-dressing were gone. Now, he was worried that he was under-dressed.

"Charlie," you greet him. Your eyes land on his messily done tie. "Having troubles?" Charles looks down, following your eyes. "Uhmm..." he clears his throat, a little embarrassed that he couldn't even tie a tie.

You laugh, following him into his room. "Lemme see," you gesture for him to come closer. He does. He steps a little closer, not too close; he tries to respect your boundaries. You pull him closer by his tie, careful enough to not hurt him.

"How am I supposed to help you with it if you're gonna stand so far away?" you murmur, your hands working on his tie. "There," you smile, "all done." You don't step back. Neither does he.

He looks down, the tips of your shoes are almost touching his. That's how close you're standing. "Should I wear something else?" he questions, "I feel under-dressed."

"You're not. You look perfect," you grin at him, "Trust me, Charlie."

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You open the passenger side for him to get out. It feels a little weird, Charles thinks, he has always been the one to hold open the gates for people, his dates specifically. He was raised to be a gentleman. It felt different for someone to open the hold the gate for him.

He thanks you as he gets out of your car. You had insisted to pick him up. The both of you walk towards the restaurant. Charles heaves out a sigh of relief, there's no paparazzi around, at least he could enjoy the night peacefully with you.

"Reservation for two. Under Norris."

Reservation for two? he gulps. He's happy to be able to spend time with you alone, without other people butting in, but he's also nervous at the same time because you two are alone.

The both of you are led to a table. He walks behind you silently. The butterflies filled his stomach. Since when did he get so nervous on first dates? Was this even a date? He frowns ever so slightly, he hopes it is.

The conversation flows freely between you two. No cameras flashing in your faces, no people there to recognize you two. It was more peaceful compared to your night spent in Miami.

Like all good things, the night had to come to an end as well. You find yourself standing in front of his hotel room once again. "Want to come inside?" He hopes this time, your answer would be yes.

It was.

(a/n): was this close to adding surprise angst once again 🤏🏼 uh and i won’t be making a part two for this. i felt like the ending was perfect so i left it as it was. if you have any drabble ideas with this pairing don’t hesitate to send that in!! hope you guys enjoy this :)

HC: Carlos asked for all the details later when he found out about your veryyyyyy unexpected friendship with Charles

#this was fun to write #formula 1 #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 x male reader #formula 1 x male reader #formula 1 x reader #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x male reader #charles leclerc x reader #lando norris #carlos sainz

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ghostking4m · 29 days

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Can we please talk about the lack of f1 fics for male (or ftm) readers.

i’m so down for this! it needs to be discussed more! I’m fully aware that there are more writers for male readers in the f1 community now, but it’s still the underrepresentation that we struggle with in almost every social media platform, particularly within fan fiction.

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cheesec4kee · 1 month

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they’re just nostalgia ⸺ CL¹⁶ ୨୧

you’ve always been the light in charles life. but he knows that if he wants to beat his childhood rival, he’ll have to let you go— even if it’s hard for him, he knows he can’t afford any distractions.

[ warnings ! ] : gn reader, brief mentions of alcohol, angst-ish ??, use of y/n once, poorly written

[ a/n ] : first time writing angst, so please don’t judge LMAO. based on the song ‘answer’ by Tyler the creator, and I initially wrote this as a joke but I needed something to post so there’s that. . anw hope u enjoy this !! (reblogs very much appreciated btw !!)

⸺ angst under the cut

he fumbled with the keys in his hands, hastily unlocking the door to the apartment that he shared with you. he closed the door quietly, sucking in a breath as he sees you sat on the couch— reading a book.

he’s greeted with a smile, and it nearly broke him. he loves you— he truly does, but not over his dream. to beat his childhood rival. he simply couldn’t let his efforts go of waste.

“how was practice?” you questioned, a soft smile tugging the corner of your lips, as he watched you close your book and set it down beside you on the couch.

“it was.. it was okay.” he mumbled with hands in his pockets as he avoided your gaze. he felt bad. you were everything he ever wanted— he felt stupid for even doing this. for choosing his dream over you.

“hey— uh, I think..”

“I think we should break up,” he murmured, his voice a mere octave above a whisper. shifting his weight from one leg to another uncomfortably, he cleared his throat awkwardly.

you were the light and joy in his life, and he knows it. you’re the only thing he looks forward to seeing after a shitty race, or after a bad qualifying. he’d search for you in the crowd, wanting to engulf himself purely in the warmth you provide.

his words hung in the air, the tension of emotions thick.

“why? what went wrong?” you managed to muster out, your voice coming out shakier than you thought it would be.

he stayed silent for a minute, before clearing his throat— his eyes boring into yours. “I found someone else,” he lies, his gaze softening— but you could tell that it had a distant look, like his mind was wandering elsewhere.

his words were like daggers being thrown on your heart, piercing right through it.

as tears welled up in your eyes, a wave of emotions washed over you. confusion, insecurity, and betrayal. you couldn’t help but start to question your worth to him. did you really mean something to him all this time, or was that all just a lie? you knew Charles was popular among the ladies. he was a good looking man, surrounded with women with scarcely credible beauty.

but you were hoping that the bond you two had was special, that it could resist any temptations you, or Charles had towards any other men or women. Charles was a beacon of light in your life, and you were his. you truly did believe that the connection between you two was strong enough to overcome any obstacles.

with a heavy heart, you knew you had to face the harsh reality of his confession. you knew you had to muster up the strength within you to let him go.

you couldn’t force someone to love you, after all.

“I swear, I loved you at some point but—”

“..I understand.” you cut him off and wiped your tears, swallowing back the tears threatening to spill out.

“I’ll pack my things.”

for the past few days after the breakup, Charles struggled to get rid of the memories that you left in his apartment. he struggled to get rid of the paintings the two of you made for fun, hell— he struggled to change his lock screen which was you.

he kept making excuses, excuses to not remove that little widget in his phone that was a photo of you— the photo he took secretly.

he could only stare at his lock screen, the guilt washing over him whenever he turned on his phone to see you. he could feel the nostalgia, his stomach churning uncomfortably.

he’s standing on the podium, lifting and glancing at the trophy he earned while reminiscing the memories and moments the two of you shared together, he could imagine how proud you would’ve looked at this very moment. he felt stupid for wishing that you were here even though he was the one who broke things off.

winning doesn’t feel the same without you. he misses the way you’d squeeze him so tight when he won, the heat radiating off of you— he doesn’t feel as happy as he usually would. it felt like that winning simply wasn’t worth it without you there to congratulate him.

he has the urge to message you. to ask you how you’ve been, if you were doing much better without him, but he knew he couldn’t. not after what he did to you.

he walks off the podium, his clothes reeking of champagne as he heads to the garage— before noticing his teammate, a wide smile on his face as he comes to congratulate him.

“you did well out there,” Carlos grins, wrapping a arm around Charles shoulder, squeezing him slightly.

Charles simply smiles, muttering a quiet ‘thanks’— though Carlos knows something was up. it was obvious for everyone that Charles seemed odd, seemed distant.

“you’re not gonna tell y/n about this?” he questions, raising an eyebrow as he pulls his arm away, noticing how stiff Charles was despite managing to win first after a while.

Charles stays quiet for a minute, before responding, “I’d call them, but—” Charles pauses, sucking in a breath and glancing at his teammate, before adverting his gaze elsewhere.

“they’re just nostalgia.”

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issdisgrace · 3 days

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LINGERIE I THINK CERTAIN F1 DRIVERS WOULD WEAR

WARNINGS: Lingerie, hide your eyes kids

CARLOS

CHARLES

FERNANDO

GEORGE

MAX

OSCAR

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emotionally-damaged-carrot · 7 months

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Charles leclerc x male reader

Reader has a habit if catching the eyes of guys in the paddock (his co workers specifically) and he has a tendency to get jealous and a little insecure but reader only wants him

Only you, mi amour

I don't really get the request but, I hope I made good? Sorry for the wait and sorry if it's a bit too short, just been very very very busy lately. Hope you lot understand, I will stsrt working on the other requests when I can, couldn't proof read sry. Enjoy✌️

Warning: once in a blue moon, I do fluff. :3

Hopefully anon wants fluff and not smut? I can also do smut, I think I do pretty good smuts :3

Walking around the paddock, I can't help but always feel eyes on me, and everytime I look at where the eyes are from I see almost every guy and some girls in the paddock staring at me. But they would look away trying to not make it obvious, hoping I wouldn't notice. I did notice, and not only me, also Charles, and he is not happy about it. He tends to be a little possessive which I don't mind, kinda spices the romance, specifically the bedroom.

Having said that, I heard a loud voice behind me in the ferrari garage.

"No no no, he's not single." I heard Charles basically shout at a poor engineer.

"How would you know?" The engineer shouted back.

"I already asked him." Charles responded, I made my way towards them, curious about all the shouting since people are starting to get invested as well.

"Heeeey, what's with the shouting?" I asked as I got close enough.

"Are you single?" The engineer with a slightly annoyed look.

"I already told you, he's not single." Charles said looking annoyed as well but with a hint of something else, jealousy.

"Hmm, n-no, I'm taken." I said with a nervous chuckle as I see Charles' distress.

"See, I told you." Charles said with a grumble.

"He's mine." He said under his breath but still audible to the engineer.

"Hm?" The engineer hummed questioningly as he full on looked at Charles.

"D-did you just say... he's yours, as in, y/n?" The engineer continued to ask now curious and excited.

"Ow, it's already lunch, y/n let's go get some food" Charles said as he made his way towards me and grabbing my wrist and walking away in a hurry.

"What started it?" I asked with a smile.

"He likes you." He said as the hand on my wrist in the on my waist.

"You were always easily jealous." I said with a chuckle as I ruffled his hair.

"You know, I hate it when people touch my hair." He said with a smile as he looked at me.

"I know, that's why I do it." I said leaned on his side.

"We're here." He said as he opened the door to his motor home.

"Aren't you hungry?" I asked confused.

"That was just an excuse." He said pecking me on the lips.

"Cheeky." I said as I him in for a longer kiss, passionately and a bit rough, biting his lip as he moved me backwards towards his bed and getting on top of me.

"Je t'aime." He whispered close to my lips as he pulled back, breathing heavily.

"Je t'aime aussi." I said as I looked at his green eyes, getting lost in them.

"Je t'aime, Je t'aime, Je t'aime." He kept whispering as his mouth moved to my neck, leaving kisses and a few love bites.

"I love you too, Charles." I said lowly while letting out low breathy moans, my legs wrapped around his waist, his hands wrapped around my middle my hands playing with his hair.

"You need to control your jealousy, Charlie." I said as I gently run my hands through his hair and gently pulling his hair from time to time.

"I can't, I'm afraid that you'll find someone better." He said sadly as his chin rested on my chest as he looked up at me with sad eyes.

"Ow, chéri, how can I find someone better than perfect?" I asked with a gentle smile and looking him directly in his eyes and admiring his beauty, I leaned down and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Only you, mi amour."

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charles-leclercs-future-husband · 6 months

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The Best Birthday Ever

Charles Leclerc x male reader

Look, I know there are probably a shit ton of birthday fics for Charles, but this one is for the gays (mostly me)

Warning: Smut

“Are you ready to go?” I ask Charles, standing in the bedroom door opening. “Yeah, if you could just help me tie my tie?” I walk up to him and wrap the tie around his neck. “You look so beautiful, you know that?” I ask him as I tie the tie. He blushes and giggles softly. “I do know actually, because you tell me that at least ten times a day…” When I’m done I give him a soft kiss and grab his hand. “Alright, let’s go Mr. Birthday-man.” We leave his apartment and drive to the nicest restaurant in town. In the car, Charles turns to me and says: “You know, I’m really happy to be spending my birthday with you…I just want you to know that.” I grab his knee and squeeze it softly. “And I’m really happy that you want to spend it with me” I reply. We arrive at the restaurant and I’m about to get out of the car, but notice Charles isn’t. I close my door again and turn to face him. “Charles, you okay?” I ask, concerned. Charles stares at his feet. “It’s just…It’s the first time we’re going out together, after we came out. I’m just a bit nervous, I think…” I grab his chin and turn his head to face me. “I know, baby, but remember when we talked about this? Remember what I said?” Charles looks at me with a slight smile. “You said that you love me, and I love you, and the rest doesn’t matter…” He lets out a sigh and blinks. “I guess you’re right…I shouldn’t care about what other people will think. I love you.” I rub his cheek. “I love you too, Charles…” I kiss him on his cheek. “...and I’m proud of you. Are you okay to go now?” He nods and opens his car door. I do the same and we exit the car and enter the restaurant to have Charles’ birthday dinner.

After a few hours we return to his apartment. While he takes off his tie I wrap my arms around his waist. I rub my nose against his jaw and whisper: “I think I know the perfect way to end your birthday…” I take the tie out of his hand and slowly cover his eyes with it, and tie it at the back of his head. “Just follow my lead, baby…” I say as I grab his hand and lead him to the bedroom. I slowly push him on the bed and climb on top of him as I take off my button-up. I lean down and start kissing him slowly. He puts his hands on my waist and starts feeling up my body. With my tongue, I ask permission to enter, which he gives me, and I start exploring his mouth. My hands run through his beautiful soft hair. I pull away and move to his jaw and his neck. Soft moans escape his mouth as his hands are still on my body. “You’re so beautiful, Charles. My beautiful baby boy…” I whisper in his ear while slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Moving down, I start leaving kisses all over his toned chest. Charles lets out another moan as my tongue brushes over his nipple. I start to softly suck on his nipple, while I play with his other nipple and Charles puts his hand on my head. “Please don’t stop…” he says, sighing. While still sucking on his nipple, I move one of my hands to his bulge and I start massaging it softly. Charles’ moans become louder and more frequent. I move away from his nipples, leaving kisses on his stomach while going down. I remove his belt and undo his pants. He lifts up from the bed slightly, so I can take them off and then I take off my own pants. I lean back down and start placing kisses on the inside of his thighs. “Please, can you suck me off?” he pleads. I start placing kisses on his clothed tip. “Everything the birthday boy wants, the birthday boy receives” I say as I pull down his boxers and his length jumps up. I lick my lips at the sight of it, as if I’m seeing it for the first time. Precum is already leaking and I softly lick it up. More moans come out of Charles’ mouth. “You taste so good baby, like always…” I say as I take his cock in my mouth. Charles lets out a deep sigh as I do, which makes me want his cock even more. I start slowly bobbing my head while gently massaging his balls. Charles' breath quickens as he puts his hand on my head to push it further down his dick. “I…I’m so close…Please make me cum…” he cries. I quicken my pace and move my hand from his balls to his shaft, sending him over the edge. I feel the warm liquid in my throat and keep moving until he is completely finished. I pull away and lay down beside him while covering ourselves with the blanket. After I uncover his eyes, I kiss his forehead. “I love you so much baby.” He leans down to kiss my chest and lays his head on it. “I love you too…Thank you for giving me the best birthday ever…”

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bestedoesmeow · 9 months

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LEMONADE

pairing: charles leclerc & singer!ex!gf

request :Hey love! I absolutely LOVE your writings omg. I have a weird request, but can you do a fic with Charles where either:

1: Y/N is famous too and goes apes**t on a reporter and beats the crap outa them like the bjork 1996 incident

2: Y/N is a famous and well respected singer and there’s rumors of Charles cheating on her and she releases lemonade (lemonade by Beyoncé)

3: OR weirdly Charles coming out as bisexual to Y/N (just for a story preference!!)

ps: I mixed the two of your suggestions, hope you like it!

┌── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┐

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never been happier, new album lemonade out people. thanks to everyone helping me out on this journey

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user34: ITS SO GOOD LIKE WHATTT

pierregasly: congrats y/n!!

lewishamilton: masterpiece🤩

user67:okay, something odd is going on but I just don't want to say it out loud

user45: charles haven't liked it? or posted it on his story?

user67: '' you can taste the dishonesty it's all over your breath as you pass it off so cavalier.'' bestie what's going on!😶‍🌫️

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charles leclerc and his girlfriend of two years y/n decided to end their relationship after charles's cheating rumors, he still hasn't made any comment about the rumors but from the way we can understand from y/n's new album, its kinda obvious isn't it?

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the lead actor of the popular netflix series heartstopper and charles was seen leaving the airport together! its rumored that the two spent the weekend in brazil together

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user3: ariana what are you doing here?

user4: I am so happy about this friendship..my two crush🤤

user6: charles is straight right? the cheating rumors? has something do with that or?

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kit seen leaving famous formula 1 driver charles leclerc's house in monaco yesterday.

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user8: what's going on!!!!!

user60: how do they even became friends?🤯

user3: something so suspicious about this

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#f1 x you #f1 fandom #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 fic #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x female reader #f1 x y/n #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x male reader #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc au

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i am sooo in love w your charles fics, and i was just wondering if you could do one where after a long day of practice charles comes home to the reader (male, preferably. or gender neutral is fine too!) all stressed and the reader knows a little way to relieve charles' tension? (by 'relieve' , if you can't catch my drift, possible nsfw?)

First of all, I am so sorry that it took me so fucking long to write this. I have no explanation, I have no apologies. I'm just lazy and I'm sorry. I hope you still like this.

Ease your Pain

Charles Leclerc x male!reader Request

Word count:1.2k

Warnings:smut 18+, making out, male!receiving, but a lot of fluff

Summary: After a stressful day, you help Charles to come down again...

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I watched with wide eyes how the Australian GP came to a rather fast end for Charles. Another DNF, even though the season just started. I knew that he wouldn't take it well. All the DNFs and the stress had taken a toll on him. He didn't want to talk about it, but I knew that he was having a hard time.

"Charles?", I asked carefully, as I watched my boyfriend make his way over to the me in the garage. His head shot up and I saw the tears in his eyes. He was doing everything possible for him not to cry. I rushed over to him and pulled him into my arms. He immideately burried his head in my shoulder, closing his eyes.

"You wanna go back to the hotel?", I asked and looked at him. He only nodded:"After the interviews:"

"Are you sure that you can do this?", I mumbled as I saw some Journalists already approaching us.

"It's fine, ma coeur. Just wait by the car", Charles sighed. I only nodded, not wanting to stress him any more. I stepped forward and kissed him on the cheek one last time before parting with him and making my way to our shared car in which we arrived earlier.

It didn't take long for Charles to return. But in the 30 minutes that he was gone, his DNF was already all over social media and while most people were nice and felt with Charles, there were also those that said he deserved all of it.

"We can go now", Charles mumbled after fastening his seat belt.

"Give me your phone", I said and held my hand out to him. Charles only looked at me perplexed. But eventually he pulled out his phone and gave it to me.

"No more social media today", I explained while starting the car,"No phone calls, no texts. Nothing. You have done enough today, no more."

Charles looked at me, like he was about to cry again. The adoration in his eyes clearer than daylight.

"Thank you, Love", he mumbled and rested his hand on my knee, slightly squeezing to show his gratitude. I only smiled at him and nodded before we drove the rest of the way in comfortable silence.

"You want to take a shower while I get dinner?", I asked, as Charles and I waited for the elevator to arrive.

"That would be nice", he smiled and stepped in, as the doors in front of us opened.

"What are you craving?", I questioned. Charles didn't answer for a second, so I turned around thinking that he was pondering what he wanted to eat, But I was met with the sight of a grinning Charles Leclerc.

"Charles, that was not what I meant", I smiled, my cheeks slightly tinted red.

"I didn't even say anything", he laughed and put up his hands in defense.

"Yeah sure", I rolled my eyes and slightly slapped his chest, as the elevator doors finally opened. The two of us stepped out into the hallway why discussing what we wanted to eat now.

"You know what", Charles said as we reached,"Surprise me"

And with a grin he withdrew to the bathroom. A few minutes later I heard how the shower starting running, signaling that I had approximately half an hour before he would come out again.

With a smile I reached for my phone , ordering takeout. But I still knew how to surprise Charles.

So, after about 30 minutes, just like I estimated, Charles stepped out of the Bathroom, only dressed in his shorts. A towel was draped over his shoulders and I saw that his hair was still slightly wet.

"Did you order something?", he asked, probably already smelling the food that rested on the table that was situated not far away from the bed.

"Come over here first.", I smiled, Charles looked at me perplexed but he did move over to the bed, sitting down next to me.

"Everything alright?", he asked.

"Yes", I smiled and carefully took his face in my hands, "I love you, Charles. Please never forget that. I'll always be here for you and you can always talk to me."

Charles didn't say anything at first, but I saw a smile graced his features and he raised his hand to put it over mine.

"Thank you, ma coeur", he finally mumbled,"I love you too"

I didn't need to say anything more, as Charles leaned forward to press his lips on mine.He sighed against my lips and I felt him pull me closer to him.

"Today is about you", I mumbled, as I pushed him back against the headboard. I saw that he tried to supress a moan, which put a smile on my face.

"Just relax", I whispered and softly kissed his neck, while my hand wandered to his pants. I carefully pushed them down, grazing his already hard length.

"Ma coeur!", Charles sighed as I started to palm him through his boxers.

"It's fine", I murmured as I pushed down the last piece of clothing,"Let it all out"

While my hand started to work on his cock, I continued to assault Charles neck , covering him in hickeys, which resulted in him moaning even louder.

"Y/N", he groaned, which told me that he was close.

"Cum for me", I whispered into his ear, sending him right over the top and I felt him release over my hand.

I looked up at Charles, who was breathing heavyly. I only smiled and kissed his cheek before getting up to grab a towel and a water bottle. As I returned to the bed, I handed Charles the bottle and cleaned him up a bit.

"Wanna eat now?", I asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

"I'd love to", Charles smiled. He got up and pulled me to my feet and before I could react, he had pulled me right into his arms, embracing me in a strong hug.

"Thank you, Y/N. I really needed this. I love you", He mumbled into my ear.

"I love you too, Charles", I smiled and pecked his cheek,"Come on, before the food gets cold"

"By the way", Charles wondered, as we sat down,"Is there anything visible on my neck?"

I almost chocked on my water, as Charles truned around, revealing the litany of hickeys all over his neck.

"we definetly need to cover those tomorrow", I whispered and started eating, trying to change the topic.

Charles only smiled:"oh don't worry, I don't have a problem with people knowing who helps me to relieve my stress the best."

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miloformula123fan · 2 months

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C x K! Male reader? thxx :)

c - charles leclerc x k - male!figure skater!reader

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Please keep requesting - y'all have awesome ideas we agree on a lot of stuff :) - my guidelines are here, and if you want some prompts, they are here.

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f1xmalereader · 1 year

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could i request a charles or mick insta au with a singer reader? maybe use conan gray (or johnny orlando) as the fc? like show one of the singer on stage? i could do you a picture of what i’m referring to

Charles Leclerc x Male Reader Insta AU [Singer Edition]

Y/N Posted

Thank you New York for such a special night. Will be one to remember for sure.

Charles Leclerc: Love listening to you mon beau

Y/NFan: I was front row. Can't wait for your next concert

Charles Leclerc Posted

Date night with the hottest man I know

Y/N: Who's that guy then

Lando Norris: Not you mate

F1Gossip: I'm jealous of Leclerc

Y/N Posted

Forcing him to listen to my music while he drives us around

Charles Leclerc: Entertaining as always 😉

16Fan: So Y/N is a passenger prince

Y/N: Absolutely

F1 Gossip Posted

A leaked photo of Charles Leclerc and Y/N L/N has been going around.

Y/N: Has to be my favourite photo of us

LeclercFan: Omg they've seen it

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2-fast-2-curious · 11 months

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charles leclerc m4m audios?

or any sub audios of charles or arthur pleaseee ur doing gods work

Happy pride month to the popstar of Formula 1!

[M4M] Hey you, tonight I am helping you get off.

[JOI][Dirty talk][Good boy][French accent][Countdown][Handjob]

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Read this before sending an audio request

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leosxrealm · 3 months

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003 — ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ

★— pairing(s): Max Verstappen x Male! Leclerc! Reader

★— warning(s): none!! possible grammar mistakes, hints of angst

★— (a/n): idk a lot about modeling either so i just made up what i think would happen there. we're finally building up the plot (barely started), not proofread!

★— character information | series masterlist

19-22

September 3, 2019

"Tilt your head to the right... just a bit... yeah, just like that." You did as you were told. You hear the sound of the camera and the lights flashing. The photographer takes another quick shot.

The director goes to check the pictures that were taken recently. The photographer gives you a quick nod, a little something he does to indicate he liked the pictures.

"Okay everyone!" the director claps his hands to get everyone's attention, "15-minute break, and then we do the last shoot for the day!"

There was a chorus of sighs of relief from everyone around you. It looks like everyone else couldn't wait to leave the studio either.

You return to the changing rooms along with a few of your coworkers. You had gotten to know some of them over the past few months and could now confidently call them your friends.

You pick up your phone from your makeup station. Opening it, you see a couple of texts from your friends and brothers. Clicking open your brother's contact, you answer his recent messages.

"Tell him to come up," another model who you've befriended said, looking over your shoulder. "Is that even allowed?" you ask. He had been in the industry for far longer than you; he was sort of like an upperclassman to you.

"Friends and families come to shoots all the time," he said emphasizing the word 'all', "Usually you have to get permission and stuff but it's the end of the shoot. Nobody has enough energy to care."

"Oh."

He pats you on the shoulder, getting up from the chair beside yours, "You will have to go downstairs to get them. The security won't let them through." "Thanks, mate," you call after him, he throws a lazy smile your way, disappearing into one of the changing stalls.

"Uh...you guys can sit on the couches over there," you say pointing to the couches near the makeup stations, "and we have snacks over there," you say pointing to the opposite side of the couches, "and right next to that, we have refrigerators. Help yourself with the drinks."

You show your brother around for a bit before settling on the makeup station with your name on it. Your makeup artist gets to work immediately, getting you ready for the last shoot, when you hear your name being called. You let out an exhale, mentally preparing yourself for the last of the shoot.

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"Damnnnn... you're actually good at something," Arthur says, chuckling at his own little joke. "At least I look natural," you retort back, earning a punch on the arm from your twin.

"I look natural in my photos," he says back defensively, looking at Charles for some kind of reaffirmation. Charles turns his head, deciding not to comment on his younger brother's awkward poses for photoshoots. You snicker at your older brother's reaction, earning a smack on the back of your head from your twin.

"Okay... Are you two hungry? What do you want to eat?" Charles finally intervenes, before you two decide to start a full-on brawl. "Man...," you whine out, "I'm starving."

"Me too," Arthur adds with a scowl. "We couldn't even get food because someone," he gives you a stink eye, "can't even finish up by the time they said they would."

You roll your eyes at him, ready to retort back when Charles' car comes into view. "I call shotgun!" you say, running towards the car. "Bitch-" Arthur runs to catch up, leaving Charles behind. Charles shakes his head, long given up on you two. Freaking kids, he thinks.

You look in the rearview mirror, at Arthur's scowling face. He scoffs looking out the window, still pissy about having to sit in the back. You laugh at him (again), resulting in him kicking your seat. Charles finally decides to cut in before the two of you destroy his baby.

Charles mentally celebrates when the restaurant comes into view. At least he won't have to worry about his baby getting destroyed for another hour or two. He sighs once again, pushing the both of you inside. Freaking kids, he thinks (once again).

"Oh yeah, what happened to that girl you were dating?" Arthur asks just as you were about to bite into your food.

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18-21

You raised your hand, ready to press the doorbell, before lowering it back again. Taking a deep breath, you ring the doorbell. You cleared your throat while waiting for the door to open. Hearing the door open, you look up.

Max sucks in a deep breath, not expecting to come face-to-face with you. Is that a suit you're wearing? Are those flowers in your hands? "Wha-what are you doing here?" He questions you, suddenly remembering how to speak.

"Oh... Um... I'm here for-" you begin to say before stopping abruptly. You look up suddenly, and Max thinks it's to look at him, but instead, you look behind him. The corners of your lips lift up into a soft smile.

(a/n): i'm sorry the title is so lame😭 anyway any guesses what's happening?

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ghostking4m · 10 months

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Astronomy | Charles Leclerc Social Media AU (Part 1.)

Superache pt. 7

Charles Leclerc x male reader

Summary: Are Y/n & Charles back together? Dare I say, soft-launching their relationship? Not likely.

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yourusername Lil photo dump for you all😇 just sharing some of my recent favorite photos! i’ll post the part 2 next

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Charles_leclerc You had to post the one when I wasn’t paying attention?

landonorris I bet you only went to the planetarium so you could see how well your zodiac charts matched, didn’t you?

yourusername @.landonorris NO 😳 we went on my day off from filming! did you know Sirius is a constellation?!

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yourusername Part 2! There’s no point in denying or hiding it 🤷🏻‍♂️ guess the secrets out, Lechair

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Charles_leclerc it was not much of a secret since everyone in Monaco saw us in my car

fan1 I- WAIT WHAT?! THEY’RE BACK TOGETHER!!!!!

yourusername @fan1. loosely put, yes i asked him to help me with a song a while back when i was writing Superache and we’ve just stayed close since 🤷🏻‍♂️

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cheesec4kee · 1 month

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hi lovely !! i loved your angsty fic with charles. i wondering if you could write a charles x reader based off the the song casual by chappell roan xx

much love

Is it casual now? ⸺ CL¹⁶ ୨୧

you’ve always wanted for it to be more, for it to be a serious relationship. you’ve dreamt of it, but it may be far from ever being serious. it seems like it’ll always just be labeled as ‘casual’.

[ warnings ! ] : gn reader, angst-ish ??, use of y/n like once not proofread

[ a/n ] : words cannot describe how HAPPY I was when I got this req omg, I was giggling n kicking my feet !! thank u sm for this req, I had so much fun writing this !! I hope you like it <33 I’m so sorry if it’s too short (reblogs very much appreciated !!)

⸺ angst under the cut

“remember baby, no attachment.”

his words would ring in your head, loud and clear. and you’d prefer to forget them, you’d very much prefer so. you would’ve much preferred that he never said those words at all, even.

you thought you’ve hit the jackpot, managing to even befriend the monegasque. he was a popular man, a good looking one at that— surrounded with women everywhere he went.

you felt foolish for thinking that the relationship would last, you felt foolish for thinking that he would think of you better. for thinking that he’d consider you as someone he couldn’t lose.

forming a relationship with Charles wasn’t exactly easy. you didn’t know what the two of you were. friends? partners? you were confused, to say the least. you’re still holding onto the relationship, despite hearing so many rumors— that you were just a ‘friend that he bangs on the couch’.

you’d remind yourself every day, every night that the two of you were never together, and never will be. we’re not together, you tried to remind yourself whenever you two kissed, and it hurt, it hurt knowing you weren’t his first priority. you would let the words bounce in your mind as he kissed your cheek, and your forehead occasionally— we’re not together, you’d remind.

and yet, he’ll still brag you to his friends at the pier, he’ll still take care of your needs, eating you out like a starved man in the passenger seat. is it really casual now?

he talks about you to his mom, and you would’ve taken that as a good sign, as his mom invited you to her house on Long Beach— but it pains you knowing that he’s not even committed to the relationship, that’s he’s not even seeking for it. he knows that he’s just using you, and he expects you to do the same— but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. it pains you knowing that he’s talking about you to his mom only for the sake of keeping her happy that her son finally ‘found’ someone.

you’d find yourself dreaming about the two of you, thinking that maybe, just maybe, the two of you would have a shared apartment, decorating it accordingly together— make it feel like home.

and now the two of you are making out on the couch, your arms looped around his neck— his lips pressing onto yours, but his lips tasted bitter. feeling his body pressed against yours made you feel uncomfortable.

he trails down sloppy kisses to your neck, his hands roaming all over your body, finding their way to your hips.

you knew what would happen. the two of you would share an intimate moment, but as soon as it’s over— the two of you a panting and sweaty mess, it always will be “no attachment”.

and so before this would escalate any further, before you would be left with your heart aching— you mustered up the courage to ask him the question.

“..what are we?” you whispered, watching nervously as he lifts his head from your neck to look at you, his eyebrows raised in confusion and surprise on the sudden question.

“what?”

“you heard me.” you sighed, pulling your arms away from his neck, shifting slightly on the couch. the silence was deafening, you needed a answer.

“please. what’s our relationship?”

“you know what it is, y/n.” he sighs quietly, his hand cupping your face— his thumb caressing your cheek, a weak and bitter attempt to comfort you.

“no attachment, baby. it’s casual.”

“then get off of me.”

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𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

𝙼𝚊𝚡 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗

𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 Sometimes things go right in the moment but will they always be right? can they survive through the hardships of love? can their love hold the test of a treacherous path of love?

𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚍�� 𝙽𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚒'𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 an unexpected meeting to unexpected chai times to something more

𝙼𝚊𝚡 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗

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Love ur work!! May I pls request Charles Leclerc x Male Reader where we are a super famous singer (like beyonce level famous) and we announce the birth of our first child together via surrogate??? Ty!!

A family of our own

Sry if it's a wee bit too short, did my best, idk how to start it. Hope it's still good, hope you enjoy ✌️

(Didn't proof read)

(Requests are closed)

No warning, just floof :3

"Y/n, cheri?" Charles yelled from the couch of their house.

"Yes?" I yelled back from the kitchen.

"Are you almost done? I wanna talk to you about something important."

"I-is it bad?" I asked as I came into the living room with a tray of food and drinks, and placing it on the table in the middle.

"Depends on how you look at it." Charles said as he sat up straight, seemingly getting serious.

"Go on." I asked now worried as I sat beside him, putting some distance between us.

"Come closer." He said as he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me close, hugging him tight against his body.

"I was thinking, m-maybe we could have a child?"

"W-what?" I asked, surprised.

"Well, a little y/n or a little Charles running around the house causing havoc might be cute." He said with a smile as he lifted my chin to look me in the eyes, my nervous e/c meeting his gentle greens.

"W-well, I'm not opposed to it...But a little Charles might look cuter." I said with a smile as I give him a quick peck on the lips.

"This is why I love you, y/n."

"Love you too."

I said as I got on top of him, and deepened the kiss, food completely forgotten.

—

"As I said before the concert, a surprise will be posted on my IG story after the concert." I said with a huge smile, sweat dripping from my hair and I held the guitar and breathing heavily.

"It's a surprise me, and Charles have talked about a while ago." The crowd went wild as they probably figured out the surprise as I have posted about getting a child prior the world tour.

"Okay, okay, settle down." I said laughing.

I began to play my guitar for the final song, the crowd once again going wild as they recognize the intro.

—

"With that final song, I bid you all farewell, I am in grabe need of a bath and rest. Once again, THANK YOU, MONACO!!!" The echoed of cheers were heard from the neighbouring countries as well.

"And thank you everyone who attended my tours, this is however my final tour for some time." I said sadly, but with a huge grin on my face. "And don't forget the surprise."

(2 days after the concert)

"You think I should announce it?" I asked Charles from my position between his legs my head on his chest and our sleeping 1 year old, Udysses L/n-Leclerc.

"Your choice, bebe, whatever makes you happy. I'm there to support you." He said as he ruffled my hair and gave it a kiss.

"Well... you should probably wrap your arms around Charles junior as well." I said with a chuckle as I reached out for my phone, careful not to disturb his sleep.

Charles laughed as he wrapped his arms around me as I held Udysses carefully with one arm and taking a selfie with the other. I took a couple more before looking for the best one along with Charles.

"pour l'amour de Dieu, they all look perfect, mi amor, because you're both in it." Charles said getting annoyed.

"They need to see the best one." I said as I stared at one picture of us, Charles smiling wide looking down at me and Udysses, his arms around my shoulders as he looked at the camera with squinted eyes. I was smiling wide as well, my eyes closed and baby Udysses sleeping soundly.

"Found it." I said with a grin as I opened Instagram to post the story, only adding music. As I didn't want to ruin the picture with some stupid effects.

"I guess you did." Charles said with a small laugh as I felt his chest rumble.

"Of course I did." I said as I posted the story, seconds later my phone started blowing up, a few congratulations from friends and family and a lot from fans.

"What will happen now?" I asked him as I thought about our future, since we are pretty busy people.

"We'll think about it when it comes to it. Right now, enjoy the moment, mi amor." Charles said as he hugged me close and kissed my hair.

Sorry took some times, hope it was okay ✌️

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