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style 1989 #CL16
PAIRING: charles leclerc x reader!
SYNOPSIS: inspired by taylor swift, “style”
WARNING: angst & fluff

Midnight, you come and pick me up no headlights
“ you can’t keep calling me you know that, right? ” he sighed while piggy backing you and struggling to walk in a straight line.
“ i couldn’t help it, charles. You’re on my speed dial, you know how that goes? It’s not like this is the first time, could have just declined the call. ” you rolled your eyes but your heart is slightly beating from the close contact with your best friend.
“ can’t leave you alone, in a place like these mon chérie ” he needs to stop calling me these names while having a partner waiting for him at home.
“ sorry if i crashed your date night with charlotte, i hope she doesn’t hate me, im really sorry Charles ”
you remembered drinking few more shots after seeing charlotte’s Instagram story with him on a date night.
you genuinely felt so shitty but couldn’t help it as Charles is the only guy you’ve trusted in the whole 22 years of your life when it comes to these situations
he laughed, and just shook his head.
the whole ride to your apartment was just in silence.

It’s been a while since i’ve heard from you
Ever-since that night, you’ve removed him from your speed dial, not only that but maybe, just maybe you’ve removed him from everything except your personal Instagram.
Because, here you are stalking or maybe lurking through his and her posts.
“ You’ve got to stop that you know. You’re only setting yourself up "
you’ve recognized that voice, partly because you’ve gotten closer to Lando Norris after the one-sided fall out with Charles
You knew Lando, because he would always come to the drivers gathering and way before Charles was with her, you were his +1 (as close friends of course).
But, you’ve gotten closer with him when he was surprisingly there for you when you were drunkenly crying over Charles at the paddock bar, and you’ve realised that Charles was the only oblivious person towards your feelings.
You let out a big sigh and flipped Lando off jokingly. You locked your phone and proceed to continue on with the workload in front of you.
“ he has been asking you know? he’s always looking for you, i can’t continue lying on your whereabouts. Let it out and tell him y/n, maybe that’ll soothe your heart better and for fuck sake, stop being in the McLaren garage when you’re working for Ferrari ”
you couldn’t help but laugh at Lando’s last sentence. You’re working as Scuderia Ferrari’s as a Social Media Intern, but instead of being in their office or garage, you’re at McLaren’s trying to avoid a certain someone.
I should just tell you to leave cause i know where it exactly leads

Scuderiaferrari just posted a photo

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Scuderiaferrari sometimes we refused to think that our two drivers are fully grown adult, but then again look at their photography postures ( speaks a lot! )
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leclercluvr ADMIN VIOLATED THEM
carlost55 im screaming which admin posted this w this caption, she’s gg to lose her job 😭
ferraridefender honestly facts, admin speak facts
charles_leclerc age is just a number, @ carlossainz55 we need to back ourselves up
carlossainz55 doesn’t matter if we’re old, we’re the hottest drivers in the grid
you closed your laptop after posting on the Ferrari Instagram page and packed your things until you felt someone tapped your right shoulder
“ what’s the rush? trying to not bump into me? ” 4 letters that ran through your mind, FUCK!
you let out a laugh to not react awkwardly and shook your head
“ what are you on charles? i’m just packing, we’re working in the same place anyways ” you continue packing your things
“ i know y/n. i know about your feelings towards me y/n. ”
you were shocked at the sudden confession that you turned your body straight away to Charles direction
“ Charlotte told me, she broke up with me, she said she couldn’t be in a relationship with me knowing i would be running over to you at any moment of the day, i didn’t know how to react to that y/n ”
“ i went to Lando’s apartment straight away after the break up w cha, to find you but Lando told me you’re here and before i drove here, he stopped me and told me the same thing too y/n. I know it’s not his place to tell me your true feelings but i’m sorry y/n ”
he reached out for your hand but you couldn’t help feeling angry from the current situation that you smacked away his hands that was reaching out to you
“ Charles, you can’t do that to me. You can’t just come running over to me just because cha broke up with you and you found out i’m in l-love with y-you”
you couldn’t help but struggle to speak without the urge of crying
“ i love you, y/n. Mon Chérie, i’ve always loved you”
he whispered
“ no, you’re lying. You’re only saying that now, because you know about my feelings towards you. What about last time? What about the times i’ve tried to tell you, you’re always changing the subject mid convos. Charles, make up your mind and talk to me again. ”
you walked away leaving Charles thinking about the missed opportunity with you.
And i got that red lip classic thing that you like

y/ninstagram

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y/ninstagram promised him that this time i’m not gonna be working at the office, but instead be at the sidelines for him charles_leclerc 🏎️♥️
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landonorris what about me???????
y/ninstagram always supporting you 🧡
landonorris as you should be
charles_leclerc get your own girlfriend, stop stealing mine
maxverstappen1 finally you both had the balls huh
carlossainz55 you owe me 50
leclercluvr WAG MY FAV WAG
myworldc2 ain’t this his bestfriend? they’re dating?
carlost yeah they were close friends!!!!!!
charles_leclerc Je t'aime de tout mon cœur ♥️
y/ninstagram love you more ♥️

end note: thanks for reading, this is my first ever writing that is public 😭 i love LOVE angst and fluff reads, so here’s a lil something with everyone’s favourite driver <3 sorry for the bad french translation or grammars!
𝐀 𝐃𝐮𝐥𝐜𝐞𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 [𝐂𝐋𝟏𝟔]
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gif credits: @leqclerc
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Fem!Reader
Summary: You and Charles have a few weeks to yourselves before Baku, it’s Friday and you go to pull him off of the simulator when you instead see him playing the piano.
Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, that’s about it also I know nothing about the wonderful ways of playing a piano so any information I add I found off of Google :)
A/N: Also Charles posting his music on Spotify, DUDE I AM IN LOVE AND I AM NOT MAD ABOUT IT
Word Count: 0.8k (3 mins reading time avg)
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You covered the pot of pasta you’d prepared for yourself and Charles, hoping it wouldn’t get too cold by the time you were able to pull your boyfriend off of the simulator.
He’d been focused on that thing for nearly two hours now, while you knew better than to interrupt him, you also knew the importance of having a break from the screen and breaking a cycle of lap after lap after lap.
You called out his name but when you heard no response, you set the two empty plates on the counter above some napkins and took it upon yourself to locate him in the apartment.
When you pushed open the door to the room he’d set up his simulator and all of his equipment, your eyebrows hitched together when it was empty of a living human.
“Charles?” You repeated, shutting the door behind you. You checked the bedroom, knocked on the bathroom door, even checked the dining room again in case he was waiting for you in there but he wasn’t anywhere to be seen.
His car was still parked outside so you knew he couldn’t have left, so abruptly too.
Your head cocked to the left when you swore you heard a faint melody playing from somewhere in the apartment, following the sweet tunes of the piano, you twisted the doorknob to the room beneath the stairs, only creaking the door open slightly to get a peek.
The setting sunlight beamed generously through the large window, overlooking the landscape of Monaco, the piano was pushed up against the wall and the bench was pulled out.
The Monegasque however, gently pressed on the keys from either ends of the piano, generating a euphonious rhythm that you could only lose yourself in. It was a rhythm of sorts that you’d hear in a movie or in the title sequence to a music video.
You sighed, feeling a familiar softness settle into the pit of your stomach as you watched his back muscles move in unison to his fingers, his neck turning ever so slightly to have an idea of what key he wanted to press next.
You stepped into the room, trying to be as careful as you could so your boyfriend wouldn’t get startled.
When he was only a few inches away, you rested the palms of your hands on his shoulders, slowly making your way around his neck and intertwining your fingers in line with his collarbone.
His body tensed in response to your cold fingertips but they eased soon after, a grin already finding its way on to his pink lips. Charles’ movements on the piano halted and he turned his head to the side, his hands grasping your wrists gently.
“Don’t stop ‘cause of me.” He hummed, “come on. Sit down.” Your eyebrows furrowed and you hesitated in doing so but unlocked your fingers, he shuffled down on the bench and you sat besides him.
“Do I get to watch you play, Mr Leclerc?” He smiled this time, turning his head to meet your eyes and squinted, knowing that a boyish comment was ready to fall from his lips.
“You have to pay first, mon cœur.” You scoffed, “pay? I usually get private viewings for free.” You dropped a not so subtle hint, but you knew Charles understood with the subtle rosy tint that was building up on his cheeks.
“You tease me too much.” The F1 driver smiled. You shrugged, dropping your head on to your boyfriend’s shoulder and fiddled with the string that was poking out freely from his sweatpants.
“Yes, I tease you too much and I pay you too little.” You continued.
“Exactly.” You chuckled, pressing a kiss to his skin when Charles reached for your hand and placed it on to the piano.
“I’m hopeless at this stuff.” You picked your head up as your boyfriend positioned his fingers on to the keys on his side.
“So was I, mon amour.”
He instructed you to delicately hold down the keys he pointed out in his notebook while he fiddled with his own. You did exactly that though it took you a while to find the right balance and get the timing right.
After a few trial runs, you pressed the first set of keys and held them for a few seconds before moving your fingers down to the next two, Charles was playing effortlessly besides you but never failed to send you a wink when you praised his or your own efforts with a gleaming smile.
“See? You’re a natural.” Your boyfriend complimented when he closed out the piece and you plopped your hand back into your lap.
“Yeah, soon enough I’ll be asking you to pay me for private viewings.” You poked fun at him and he bumped your shoulder with his, shaking his head with a grin.
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