They Were SO Sexy In That Ep I Can't Explain It

twitch stream | pedri gonzalez

requested: yes/no

request: can i request a pedri x reader based on lando's lego building stream with his (now ex) gf luisa. I cant add links in an anon req but if u search up "lando and luisinha" on youtube and click the first video by anya (the april 15, 2022 one) if you don't know what i'm referring to lol the clip at time stamp 49:07 blew up on tik tok and i think it's super cute maybe the chat asking reader if pedri has has taught her any spanish and she says no as a joke? sorry for the long request have a good day x

pairing: pedri gonzalez x fem!reader

warnings: none

word count: 600

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you had been streaming on twitch for the last couple of years, and had managed to amass quite a large following in that time. you mainly did gaming, but you also would enjoy just sitting and talking to your followers.

recently, you had just moved into your own apartment, and had set up a stream room for yourself, but you were still in the middle of setting it up. the walls were painted, all the shelves were up, and all the lights you wanted were attached either to your walls or ceiling. but you just had some posters that you still had to hang up, and a couple of other things that you needed to put up on your shelves.

one of those things that you needed to build was your millennium falcon lego set. it was no secret to anyone who knew you that you were a fan of star wars, and you'd always wanted one of the big lego sets, and you thought your stream room was the perfect place to put it.

pedri was over at your place for the evening, just hanging out and eating food, when you realised you couldn't wait to build your set any longer. you had streamed the rest of the setting up of your stream room, so you were obviously going to stream this.

when you told pedri that you were going into your room to stream, and build your millennium falcon, he asked if he could join you, and before you knew it, the two of you were about a quarter of the way through, and had been on stream for a couple of hours.

your stream was filled with the two of you being silly and just messing around with each other, sometimes not even getting much building done as you were too busy laughing at something the other person had said. you were also constantly reading your chat, as it wasn't often that they saw pedri in your stream, so your followers took this as their moment to ask him as many questions as they could think of.

"has pedri taught you any spanish?" you read out loud from the screen in front of you. "no, he doesn't like talking to me that much. he's only talking to me now because i'm letting him help build my lego set."

pedri's head shot up, looking at you with an offended look on his face, which made you throw your head back in laughter. "excuse me, i teach you spanish all the time, you just never listen to me."

you gasped, putting your hand on your chest to add to your dramatics. "i do listen to you, you're just a horrible teacher, so i can never understand what you're saying."

"that's the whole point of me teaching you, y/n. i do teach her spanish, i promise," he says, looking at the chat, who were loving the interaction between the two of you. "go on, say something in spanish, you know a lot."

"no," you said, looking down at the lego pieces in your hands. "i don't want people to laugh at me if i get it wrong."

"no one will laugh at you, and you're really good anyway, i don't know why you doubt yourself," he said, giving you a small nod, an indication to say something in his language.

"no, i'm too shy," you said, covering your face with your hands.

pedri laughed, looking at you with a huge smile on his face. "trust me, chat, she can speak some spanish, she'll be fluent before you know it."

dreamy boy —pedri

im making a habit of writing the dreams i have😭 so enjoy

"i swear to god if you keep playing quevedo i will literally drop you off in the middle of the road", you said pointing a hand gun to pedri as he laughed.

"you have no taste", he said shaking his head.

"im sick of your questionable music", you said and couldn't help to smile. his music taste was really not that diverse, it was pretty much all reggaeton. and you had been listening to it for three hours.

pedri and his friends from the team had organized a trip to frenkie's country house and you had agreed to meet there. you decided to drive and let him be your co-pilot, but that meant the music choice was part of his duty. and he was terrible at doing it.

"play some taylor swift so you at least comprehend a bit about good music while we arrive to the house", you told him and threw your phone at him. he let out a defeated sigh and played your music.

he was your best friend, your trusted companion, he was the one you told your lame jokes, and he was the one who cheered you up when you felt like giving up. he was the one person you were afraid to lose the most.

you arrived to frenkie's and him and his girlfriend mikky welcomed you, you settled in and waited for the rest of the guys to arrive. gavi and ansu joined next, and ferran with his girlfriend came later on.

the whole group stayed in the porch all afternoon, chatting and having a laugh. everyone was always so friendly, and even though they weren't all here, you could feel that the bond between teammates had grown, and they all had become a family. it was very sweet.

you and pedri were the last to go, everyone had left to cook dinner but you had stayed talking and time had moved too fast, maybe 15 minutes had passed since everyone had left and you realized that and stood up.

you were about to say something about going to help them with dinner, but pedri spoke first, well, it was more like he thought out loud. "i firmly believe i could never get tired of listening to you"

his words hit a very deep spot in you, and suddenly you were feeling too many things at once. you broke the distance and hugged him, maybe this was better than any word that could leave your mouth.

he hugged you tight and your face rested on the crook of his neck, and right there under the lights of the stars, all the butterflies broke loose. his thumb drew back and fourth on your waist. and you knew what all of those emotions were, you understood that weird feeling you had been feeling for a while.

it was simply love. you were in love with your best friend.

"can i do something?", he was lost in your smell, in your embrace, so he was pretty shocked when you asked the question.

he leaned back a bit , "what do you want to do?"

you looked at his pretty brown eyes, and didn't overthink it as you brought your lips together and softly kissed him. your hand found his cheek and you felt his recent beard under your touch. he kissed you back without hesitation, his pulse rocketing.

the moment was ruined by the sound steps. you two broke apart and turned to find mikky with widened eyes and a little smile.

"im sorry i didn't mean to interrump", she said quickly and left.

reality hit you. and you panicked, like really badly. pedri hadn't even understood everything that had happened mere seconds ago, but he had a feeling in his chest that it had been the right thing. he opened his mouth to say something, but you turned on your heels and left to your room.

was that the right thing to do? had you just threw years of friendship down the drain? thousands of questions circled your mind. you stayed on your room for a while, thinking about the feel of his lips on yours, and you kept wondering if that had been the one and only time you would kiss him.

you phone rang and it was a message letting you know dinner was ready. you took a deep breath and got out of your room.

you were thinking dinner would be very awkward but everything was nice. the boys had lighted a little fire on the back of the house and after you had dinner, you sat by the fire to eat some marshmallows.

pedri kept glancing at you, but he was trying to be as discreet as possible. once he saw you were finished eating, he got closer and softly spoke to you, "please help me get more wood", his breath brushed your ear, and you closed your eyes.

"yeah alright", you said. it was only going out to get more wood, nothing else. maybe you two would act like nothing had happened so things would not become weird between you.

you two started walking side by side, in silence. he counted the steps, measuring a good distance between the pair of you and the house full of people. after a couple of minutes he was sure nobody could see you and he couldn't keep it together any longer.

he grabbed your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours, your gaze lifted from the grass to look at him and the second you eyes connected he took his other hand and placed it in the back of your head to bring your lips together.

he let it all, he let that kiss tell all the things that he didn't have the words for. all the times he had looked at you for a minute too long, all the times he had fixed his hair whenever you came to his house to hang out, how he enjoyed your head resting on his shoulder and how he loved to watch you dance around to the sound of your favorite songs. all those little things that deep down he knew would lead to bigger things, but that he was too afraid to discover. he wasn't afraid now, in fact, he was eager to find out what it would mean to be more than friends with you.

he broke the kiss, his eyes still closed, "why did you leave?"

"i panicked", you murmured. "i was feeling too much, and i was scared the kiss would've ruined our friendship"

he ran his thumb on your lower lip in a sweet gesture, "im crazy about you", he smiled.

you were sure your heart had never beaten that fast just like you were sure you were crazy about him too.

you got closer, mere inches away for his lips, "i would say the same if your playlist wasn't so horrible"

"oh shut up", he smiled and he kissed you again, and your hands went to his hair, and his hands went to your waist and it all felt like a dream. and this was a dream that neither of you wanted to wake up from.

2015 - 1996

THIS IS EVERYTHING TO ME ACTUALLY

Hello!! Could you do one where pedri and his gf are invited to a grand prix (whichever one + his gf is a tifosi) and pedri gets jealous bc his gf instantly hits off with the drivers

paddock food | pg8

pairing: pedri gonzalez x reader, charles leclerc x platonic!reader, carlos sainz x platonic!reader

warning: none

a/n: i looove this idea, thank u for sending me this! it's pretty short bc i'm supposed to be studying for exams rn but i’m clearly not lol hope u like it! x

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Pedri has no reason to feel this bothered. Not really. In fact, he’d been looking forward to this weekend. But as it is, he does feel extremely bothered right now. Annoyed. Maybe a bit murderous. But that doesn't stop him from putting on an impressively charming smile to meet your expectant gaze, eyes twinkling through the gap of the racing helmet you just put on.

“What do you think?” You ask, striking a dramatic pose. Pedri takes his time to look you up and down, going so far as to twirl you around by the hand. He finds himself cracking a genuine smile before pulling you to his side.

“Not bad,” he says with a teasing tone, “but I do miss your pretty face.”

You snort. “You tried to smother this pretty face with a pillow this morning.”

Pedri grins but quickly remembers that you two aren’t alone when a laugh comes from nearby. His gaze shifts to the two Ferrari drivers standing in front of him.

"Not a morning person?" Charles asks, amusedly.

Pedri shakes his head, arm still wrapped around your waist. "Not really."

You shoot him a funny look. "I think the first degree murder attempt makes that pretty clear."

“I thought a football player like you would be used to waking up early," Charles presses on, still sounding amused. Pedri blinks. He’s not sure what he’s supposed to say to that. He isn’t even sure that statement needs a response. Maybe he’ll just laugh and punch Charles’ arm. Playfully, of course.

His teammate nods, taking a sip from his water bottle. “Right, don’t you have morning practise every day? I know Real Madrid does.” He flashes him a teasing smile. “But hey, I’d understand if Barcelona just isn’t on that level.”

Pedri smiles back, grateful for the easy out. He gives a lazy shrug. “Of course, we have morning practise, but it’s not the same.” Out of the corner of his eyes, he sees you take out your phone, opening the camera app. He turns back to Carlos. “It's easier to wake up when I know I'll be playing football in a couple of minutes.”

Carlos hums and crosses his arms, eyes glazed over like he’s lost in thought. “Yeah, I guess. Makes sense. Hey, do you think I should–” 

“Do you want me to take a picture for you?” Charles suddenly asks, prompting Pedri to turn his attention back to you. He can only see your eyes, but he knows what they look like when you’re beaming at someone and that is exactly what you’re doing right now. Except, the smile is not directed at him and Pedri has to admit he doesn’t like how that feels one bit.

“That’d be great, thank you.” You hand your phone over to Charles and step back, making sure that the race car is in the frame as well. The Monegasque driver drops to one knee and adjusts your phone, eyes fixed on the screen.

“Beautiful,” he says, grinning. Pedri nearly lets out a huff. At least Carlos has the good sense not to say anything, but Pedri has learned that the fellow Spaniard is painfully easy to read. Especially now with his mouth slightly agape and bright gaze focused on you. Pedri isn't even sure he's blinking.

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Pedri turns away, keeping his attention solely on you. The effect is almost immediate as he feels the knot in his stomach dissolve. You truly are beautiful, he thinks. Pretty in ways that he could never explain. Maybe he can't really fault Charles and Carlos for thinking the same.

"Charles," the latter calls out, "maybe you should let Y/N drive tomorrow. She looks so much better in your helmet than you do." He send you a wink and Charles laughs.

Never mind, Pedri thinks grimly. He’s going to strangle them both. But before he gets to it, you let out a warm laugh, shaking your head as if you’ve just been told a hilarious joke.

"You're too kind, Sainz." You take off the helmet and hand it back to Charles, slipping your phone in your back pocket without glancing at the pictures he took. "You too, Leclerc. Thanks for the photos." You meet Pedri's eyes for just a split-second and maybe he imagined it, but he's almost certain a smirk is hiding in the corner of your mouth.

You move back to his side. “I’m starving. Let’s go find something to eat.”

“Oh, we have food here,” Charles quips, glancing at Carlos who nods and points over his shoulder.

“Ferrari food. It’s not bad.”

“Not bad,” you snort. Pedri feels something flutter in his stomach as you weave your arm through his. “Thanks, but I think we’ll hunt down a food stand. Maybe find an overpriced greasy burger.” You look at him. “What do you think?”

Pedri smiles back at you. “You know me. Fan of every trackside food truck that smuggles out paddock food.”

“You mean greasy balls of death.”

He shrugs. “As long as it’s undercooked and contaminated.”

“And made by causing several health code violations.” 

Pedri sighs dreamily. “I love when you talk dirty to me.”

You laugh and the sound makes him feel all gooey inside. 

“God, you two are weird,” Carlos says and Charles grins at you two, silently agreeing.

“I’d hope so.” You smile warmly at Pedri before turning back to them. “Alright, see ya later, boys.”

As they’re leaving the garage, Pedri leans over to whisper, “We’re not actually getting food from a food truck, are we?” There’s a subtle note of concern in his voice.

You glance sidelong at him and snort. “No. I just thought my jealous boyfriend might either starve to death or challenge someone to a duel if we eat at their hospitality.”

Pedri’s doesn’t think his smile can grow any larger. Looking at you a moment longer, he eventually presses a kiss to your cheek and slings an arm around your shoulder. “Good thinking. Very good thinking.” 

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carlos is always drinking water in these things lol anyway, this is my first time writing in present tense and from someone else’s pov, so i’d love to know what u think (: stay hydrated. like carlos x

it's always a good time to bring this photoshoot back up.

we might've forgot about it a little too soon.

pt 2 of oscar x leclerc!sis ?? maybe with arthur’s reactions too 🫣

of course! <3

oscar piastri x leclerc!reader MASTERLIST

synopsis; you decide to go on a date despite your older brother's constant protectiveness.

warnings; sexual mentions

"This is unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable Y/N." He argues with you.

Charles had just finished his race, P1 as-well. Instead of going out and celebrating with his friends and team, he's here instead, scolding you like your Mother.

"Charles arrête de réagir de manière excessive, fais une vie et sors avec tes amis ou quelque chose comme ça." You spoke in your native tongue, the words flowing from your mouth before you got the chance to realise what you were saying. "Charles stop overreacting, get a life and go out with your friends or something."

As you finished your French rant, you heard the doorbell frantically start ringing, followed by deep French voices. You sighed as you realised it was Arthur and Enzo.

"Voyons ce que vos autres frères ont à dire à ce sujet, hein?" He tuts, waving his finger at you as he goes to open the door. "Let's see what your other brothers have to say about this eh?"

"You and Oscar Piastri? Ooh la la, I never knew he was into Fiona from Shrek." Arthur enters, his accent thick as he teases you.

You and Arthur had always had a playful nature to tease each other and play fight, and he was friends with Oscar, so you were hoping he would take it easy on you.

"Arthur do you seriously not care about this situation right now?" Charles waves his hands around, before placing them on his hips.

"Uhm, not really no. Oscar's a good guy." Arthur responds, taking a seat next to you on the sofa.

"Idiot.. Et toi Enzo?" He turns to the eldest brother, pleading with his eyes to try and make you not go on that date. "Idiot.. What about you Enzo?"

"Je m'en soucie évidemment, mais Oscar semble bon. Y/N a 20 ans maintenant et je ne veux pas voir ma petite sœur grandir seule." He spoke out, smiling at you. "I obviously care, but Oscar seems good. Y/N is 20 now, and I don't want to see my baby sister growing up alone."

"Haha! You're alone on this now." You laughed out at Charles, seeing him exhale in defeat.

"Don't worry, we'll break his legs if we need to, so you're not completely off the hook here." Enzo says sternly, making your face change from laughing to a straight face quickly.

After what you considered to be an FBI interrogation, you finally managed to escape the wrath of the Leclerc brothers. Settling down in front of your vanity, you started getting ready for the date.

Styling your hair perfectly, choosing some nice jewellery, popping some light makeup on, you had half an hour left to choose your outfit. A breakdown was teetering to happen, as you started to panic.

Oscar had mentioned he'd pick you up and take you to a cute café nearby, so you were lost on what to wear that was casual, but cute, but was suitable for a first date.

{outfit inspo link}, if you want to use it as a reference!

You finally decided on an outfit, spraying some of your signature Valentino perfume, you heard the door knock. Doing an awkward skip to get there in time, you open the door to be met with Oscar's eyes, and cheeky grin.

"Afternoon darling." His voice spoke out, deep and powerful as he gave you a small kiss on the cheek.

"Afternoon, I'm ready to go." You smile at him, locking the apartment door behind you.

"You look gorgeous by the way." He said lowly, taking a hold of your hand as you made your way to the elevator.

"Thank you, you also look quite handsome yourself." Your cheeks blushed a rosy colour, as the elevator dinged to signal your on reception's floor.

Pushing past the cameras and paparazzi surrounding Oscar's car and your apartment complex, it was stressful to say the least. All of the F3, F2, and F1 community are going to know about you and Oscar in at least 10 minutes when your outing gets publicised.

He holds the door open for you, gently shutting it behind you as he walks over to the driver's side. Making some polite small talk you were both finally cleared away from the crowd of people.

"I hope your fangirls don't get too mad at me." You laugh out, feeling as his large hand rests on your thigh.

"Not at all. I'm more worried about your brothers." He laughs, looking at you with a slight glint in his eyes.

"They shouldn't be a problem as long as you treat me well. I believe the phrase 'Break his legs.' was used." You replied, seeing the colour drain from his face as you crack into fits of laughter again.

Arriving at the Café, it was a popular yet overpriced spot in Monte-Carlo, known for it's drinks and pastries. As Oscar greets the staff, you look around at the décor of the establishment, it following a 1920's theme. As Oscar pulls you out of your day-dream by taking your hand into his.

"They have our table ready." He says calmly to you, as you nod and let him lead the way.

Pulling out your chair for you he can see that you're blushing, and blushing a lot. He reaches over to hold your hand, casually reading the menu as if nothing were out of the ordinary.

"You blush under my touch." He said, hushed as he continued looking down at the menu.

"Well, what can I say? I just love your hands." Your face turned beetroot red as you realised what you had said sounded unintentionally so dirty.

"Oh my gosh- I didn't mean it like tha-" You rushed, trying to save your composure.

"It's alright. I know what you really mean." He replied, looking up at you with a slight smirk, rubbing his thumb over your hand.

Let's just say his hands were definitely loved in more ways than one from then on.

DAY 124 OF MISSING SEB <3

ojitos lindos - c.l.

pairing: charles leclerc x sainz!reader

warnings: slow-ish burn, cussing, fluff, older brother Carlos!, Google translated French, Spanish translations!, Instagram AU

summary: Charles couldn’t help but be falling for Y/N Sainz, his teammates sister.

word count: 1974

request: no, but they are open <3

a/n: i am really proud of this one :) i hope you enjoy reading it, as i really enjoyed writing it.

song: Ojitos Lindos by Bad Bunny ft. Bomba Estereo

Mi mirada cambió cuando tus ojos vi

Everything changed for Charles when he saw her, and he saw her eyes. He knew that Carlos had a sister, he knew that said sister was off limits, and most importantly he knew that she was drop-dead gorgeous.

She walked into the Ferrari garage alongside her family, the highly proud Sainz family going to cheer Carlos on for the weekend's events for Spanish GP. Her smile lit up the room, her hair effortlessly flowed past her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled as she admired her brother's accomplishments. Those damn eyes captivated Charles from that moment.

He would do anything in his power to see that sparkle again.

Hoy he vuelto a nacer

Everything changed for Y/N when she saw him. She felt born again. "And this is Charles, Charles this is my family. My dad Carlos Sr., my mom Reyes, my sister Blanca, and my baby sister Y/N." her brother introduced his family. Charles had met their parents, but never her. Charles smiled at them all but a certain sparkle from Y/N's eyes made his smile grow wider. The group chatted as Y/N and Charles stole glances, something that had not gone completely unnoticed by Isa when she arrived by Carlos' side minutes later.

The family had gone back to their places after practice, and as soon as Y/N arrived at her apartment she couldn't help but look him up. Had she done so before? Yes. She had done so the moment Carlos had been offered the Scuderia Ferrari seat in 2021. She hadn't had the time to go to a race after Carlos left McLaren as she had been burdened with school and work, so this season permitting her to do made her happy. But meeting him, brought a whole new meaning to her happiness. She feared that her initial attraction would grow, and boy did it grow with the 5-minute conversation. With the glances, her stomach turned as she remembered how his eyes pierced into hers. The color was too hard for her to fully comprehend, but enough to make her how forget to speak. Those eyes had her from the moment she saw them.

Yo no te busque, no

Charles wasn’t looking for anyone. The stolen glances and small conversations surrounded by others began to irritate him to be honest. He knew that he couldn’t go and kiss her to celebrate. He wanted moments with her to himself, and he made that a goal of his.

He pulled up her Instagram, the notification of her following him had been driving him crazy for days. He didn’t want to seem desperate, so he waited a day to follow back. He didn’t want to seem desperate, so he waited another two until he decided to go for it.

charles-leclerc

hola Y/N :)

Nadie me pone como tú me pone’

No one has ever had this effect. Her stomach erupted into butterflies when she she that he had messaged. The message marking her smile.

charles-leclerc

hola Y/N :)

y/nsainz

hola Charles :)

The conversation from that moment had flowed. Everything seemed to be easy, and Charles had made it evident. He wanted to take her on a date. The two realized that to do so would mean to sneak around. What point had it made to make a big deal of it if the date didn’t go well, Charles would talk it over with Carlos later.

Aprendí que los momento’ lindo’ nunca cuestan

Charles soon realized that beautiful moments never cost anything. The sound of her laugh, the smile lines that managed to get more prominent with every single smile, the way her wyes continued to sparkle.

“Wait so you’re saying that you and Carlos would do that twice a year?” He asked in shook and awe that his teammate would ever listen to Y/N.

“Oh yeah, he loved taking me to the salon. Told himself it won him older brother points, but in reality I just think he liked flirting with the stylists.” She chuckled as she took a sip of her wine.

How Charles had managed to get into her apartment with 0 to little suspicion of anyone was beyond them, they were just happy to be in each others company.

“Enough about Carlos for the night, he would find a way to haunt me on this date. What’s been your favorite part of growing up in Monaco?” She asked as she went and changed the vinyl, the faint sounds of Cry by Cigarettes After Sex played faintly in the background.

He couldn’t help but smile as he spoke of his memories of Monaco. The Monegasque could speak for the love for his country for hours, and she took notice of just how passionate he was about it. She could hear him speak for hours, she never wanted it to end.

The two found themselves back on her couch, sipping wine and getting a little too real with another. Both of their souls in fire as they continued to converse.

“Do you think you have it all figured out?” He asked her as he saw how she exhaled and let out a small laugh. “I don’t think anyone has it all figured out, we’re all just happy with what we have. I love this life though, and liking it even more as of lately.” She spoke as that sparkle returned to her eyes as she looked at Charles.

Their eyes said all of the words they couldn’t say at that moment.

Tranquila, no tiene que ser perfecto,

How Charles was going to face asking Carlos for permission to date his sister, was something Charles never thought he would have to ask.

“Relax, it doesn’t have to be perfect.” She spoke as he practiced asking again to her via FaceTime. “I don’t want to fuck up.” He spoke as he sighed. “He’ll already want to kill me for even asking, have to make sure it’s perfect in his eyes.” He continued as he stared at the girl on the screen. “Ay amor, he genuinely won’t care. I’m prepared to answer any questions. Just be prepared for the lecture. He’s going to go full Papa Sainz. Let me know how it goes I have to go.” She said as she reassured Charles with a soft smile. “Bye mon ange, I’ll call you after.” He said as he returned her smile of reassurance.

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“Wait, what?” Carlos looked at Charles in disbelief. “Carlos I promise I would never do anything to hurt her.” Charles spoke as he looked straight into Carlos’ eyes. “Joder. Como podías ser tan estupido? Mi hermana? Mi pinche hermana? Podías tener a otra chica, pero mi hermana?!” Fuck. How could you be that stupid? My sister? My fucking sister? You could’ve had any girl, but my sister?! Carlos sent daggers to Charles. Charles silently praying as he knew he only spoke Spanish that harshly was when he was pissed.

“I really like her Carlos. I know this isn’t what you wanted, but I promise you we’re going to be smart about it. I’m sorry for the situation this puts you in.” Charles said as he reassured Carlos. “You two better not break up before 2024. You’re lucky I know you well and my family likes you. Don’t hurt her, please don’t hurt her.” Carlos said as he looked at Charles. The last part coming out almost as a whisper. “Never.” Charles responded.

Cuando estoy contigo, yo no miro el Rolex

The two had gone official a month after that conversation with Carlos. Y/N & Charles made it a goal to see each other as often as permitted, but promised to take a day to be disconnected. With the correct people notified, phones on DND to truly cherish each others presence.

They never had to look at their watches when together. Time was a mere construct, and one they never took for granted.

Y/N had finished yet another story of her in Uni as Charles looked at her with the most adorning look. “Did you know your eyes sparkle?” He asked as she finished. “Is it really that noticeable? It tends to happen when I’m like really happy.” She said as she covered them as her cheeks turned bright red. “Je tombe pour vous.” I’m falling for you. He said as he brushed a piece of her bangs behind her ear, leaning into giving her a passionate kiss. “No fair, I’m just now learning French.” She spoke as she smiled into the kiss. The monegasque smiling in return, the kiss getting more and more passionate.

Yo le hablo a Dio’ y tú ere’ su respuesta

Charles had brought Y/N to meet his family on a Saturday afternoon after 2 months of dating. The slight wind and bright day had calmed Y/N’s nerves as they arrived at Pascale’s apartment.

“Mon bébé” Pascale exclaimed as her and her son embraced. “You must be Y/N, oh wow I can see the resemblance.” She said as she hugged you tightly. “It’s to nice to meet you Mrs. Leclerc, I’ve heard so much about you.” She spoke as she embraced Pascale. “As of I, you weren’t lying Charles, she’s gorgeous.” She said as she led you both to the table. There you met his brothers, and shared stories of everything and anything.

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As the boys had helped clean up, Pascale found an opportunity to pull you to the side. “So, how’s it going?” She asked as you two sat facing on another. “It’s so good, I’m very lucky to have someone like Charles. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted.” You said as you smiled, the familiar sparkle returning to your eyes. Something that Charles had mentioned multiple times to Pascale that he loved about you.

“He truly is head over heels for you, you know. He talks about you all the time.” She said smiling. “I’m glad, he’s like an answered prayer to me. I just love him.” You said, and your world froze. Love. “Oh wow I really just said that.” You said as your cheeks burned red. “It’s okay amour, but I think I’m the wrong Leclerc to tell that too.” She said as she winked at you as you both looked over to Charles laughing with his brothers.

Hace mucho tiempo le hago caso al corazón

Y/N hadn’t listened to her heart in a long time. As as you got ready to go see him, you couldn’t help but want to rehearse your words.

“I love you, Charles.” You said to yourself in the mirror. Smiling softly.

-

“I love him.” She said as she made eye contact with Carlos, he let out a huge sigh. “Ya se hermana, pero guarda tu corazón. Te deseo lo mejor con el, siempre.” I know sister, but guard your heart. I wish you the best with him, always. He said as he smiled at her.

“Gracias hermano.” Thank you, brother. You spoke as you embraced him. His blessing meaning so much to you.

-

“What’s wrong mon ange?” Charles asked as he looked at you. “I love you.” You said so softly, as you cupped his cheek. His face immediately relaxing as he smiled so widely at you. “I love you too mon amour.” He said as he leaned in and your lips met.

“Does this mean we can stop sneaking around and go public now?” He asked smiling wide again at you. “Yes, but no pda or Carlos may actually hurt you.” You said smiling at him, missing him yet again.

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IN A GALAXY FAR, FAR AWAY (ONGOING)

summary: there's little time between fast cars and spaceships, but you make it work

pairing: lando norris x fem! actress! reader (entirely faceless)

a/n: stuck between a rock (f1 brainrot) and a hard place (star wars brainrot)

[ part 1 ] - 11/09/2023 [ part 2 ] - 12/09/2023 [ part 3 ] - 14/09/2023 [ part 4 ] - 15/09/2023 [ part 5 ] - 17/09/2023

ive been so busy i don't have time/inspiration to write but imma post a lil story about my pookie oscar cuz ive been wanting to write about him for a while😭🧡