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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

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Charles Leclerc x Reader

Requested:

hi 🥰 would it be possible if you wrote something with like a reader that’s charles leclercs girlfriend and she’s like, really good at drawing but she keeps it hidden since she’s very critical of her artwork, and she starts doing these like portraits of the drivers in her own private time, like lots of them, since she has love for all of her boyfriends friends - like in a friendly, they treat me so nice way - and the reader like leaves them at places she knows the respective drivers will find them and everyone in the fandom and the paddock is like trying to figure out who does these drawings and they eventually figure out it’s her and like fluff w charles at the end when he finds out 🥰

Summary: Generally the above :D Fluffy fluff pretty much.

Warnings: Swearing.

Word count: 2253

Authors note: My first request and I really hope I have done it justice. <3 :D

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“Jesus, it’s ridiculous how talented the fans are man” Charles commented on the drawing Pierre had hanging up in his driver’s room, “they even managed to make you look good”

“It’s amazing right?” Pierre opted to ignore to insult thrown in there by his friend, instead focusing on the drawing that had been slid under his door earlier in the day, “Max also got one, it’s got a cute little message on the back and everything too”

“Lets see?” Charles asked permission as he slightly held out his hand for his friend to pass it over, up close it was even more impressive, a simple drawing of Pierre, smiling, but somehow capturing how happy he truly was in that moment. It kind of looked like him from earlier in the day when they were all sitting in the paddock before practice having some lunch, it couldn’t be though, no fans could’ve seen them there, could they?

He turned the image over and there on the back was a gorgeous quote in his native French, in a handwriting he was so sure he recognized from somewhere but couldn’t quite place.

“Found it on the floor of my drivers’ room, assume someone had slipped it under the door while we were busy earlier” Pierre could almost sense the confusion from Charles, “maybe they gave them to one of the crew as they were walking in to give it to me”

“Max got one too?” Charles was trying to figure out how he recognised something about this picture.

“Yeah, you should ask him to show you” Pierre didn’t entirely understand all the questioning about a simple drawing of him. It wasn’t like they hadn’t seen artwork of themselves done by fans before? They’d seen shoes, paintings, bookmarks, drawings, illustrations, so many TikTok’s and honestly, they’d seen so many stories written about them. Fanfic? Yeah, he thinks it was called fanfic.

God, all the smut. They’d all read some type of smut about themselves, and honestly, the fans were probably being a little bit too generous in some of those stories, but every single one of them would be lying if they said they hadn’t picked up a few tips’ ad tricks from them.

Maybe they owed a thank you to the fans?

Maybe their partners owed a thank you to the fans.

“I feel like I recognise this handwriting?” Charles thought out loud.

“How the fuck do you recognise someone else’s handwriting?” Pierre doesn’t think he could do that even if he saw the same handwriting every single day for an entire year.

“How can you not mate?” Charles shot back in defence.

“Don’t act like I’m the weirdo here” Pierre began getting up to head out of his room now that he was all packed up and ready to go, Charles following suit, “bring the drawing with you, it’s going in my house” Pierre instructed before Charles could place the drawing back.

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“Oh did you also get one of those drawings?” Lando asked as he walked up to Pierre and Charles in the paddock, walking to the Ferrari motorhome so Charles could get you so you could get back to the hotel for the night.

“No, this is Pierre’s” Charles held up the images to show the drawing of the French driver.

“Shit, how do they do it? Its so realistic” Lando took a closer look at the image, admiring the work that had gone into it.

“You got one too?” Charles inquired, curious as to how many drivers had received them now.

“Yeah, at the last grand prix”

“At the last one? Shit, how many races is this fan going to?” Pierre knew Carlos had gotten one at the grand prix before that, so they were clearly following F1 around the world with them.

“Yeah, your one would make you like the 7th driver to get one, it’s insane how like, personal they look, but in a good way” Lando informed the other two.

“Honest” Pierre and Lando nodded in agreement.

“My love” you greeted your boyfriend, walking up to the group of men after you’d grabbed your stuff to go, greeting the other two drivers too, “what’s with all confused faces?”

“oh no, just some fan has been like, leaving the most ridiculously good drawings of the drivers around, got these little quotes on the back and everything” Pierre filled you in, “no idea how it is though”

“I kind of wish I did know, I’d like to say thank you, it must have taken some decent effort” Lando really wish he did know, believing art should be credited.

“I think I’m gonna put it on Instagram, try and see if someone comes forwards, give them proper thanks, you know?” Pierre had decided this was the best thing for him to do considering all this fan had done to capture him looking this happy.

Secretly all the drivers who had received one of the drawings truly loved it, not because some fan was admiring them for being a famous F1 driver, but because they somehow captured them as people. Their entire lives were dedicated to the public persona of the F1 driver, and so to be captured in a rare moment where they could just be who they were, a normal person, was rare, and they were thankful for the small reminder that even if it was just the one person, someone saw them as more, someone saw them truthfully. It somehow reminded them that they were worth something beyond the driving.

How a drawing could do that would always escape them, but they glad it could, and they were glad they could witness it.

Pierre had since shown you the image as you were walking towards to parking lot, “I mean, there’s definitely room for improvement” you muttered as you inspected the image you had secretly drawn during lunch of your friend.

“Babe, listen, you are one of the smartest women I know, but you clearly know nothing about art if you don’t think this drawing is good” Charles laughed, opening the door for you to climb into the car.

You just rolled your eyes in return, holding your handbag that contained your sketchbook just slightly tighter.

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PierreGasly: Hey guys, a fan drew this amazing image of me today, please help me find them so I can give them a proper thanks.

Fan1: Oh my god we have to find them!

Fan2: I give the fans a day before we find them

Fan3: Ahhhhhh! Look how good he looks in it!!

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A month had gone past and still no one had found out who the fan was, but Daniel had also received a drawing at the last grand prix and Charles was wondering if this mystery fan just didn’t like him. All of the drivers in his little friend group had received one, yet he still had nothing.

Shit, was he a jealous over a drawing?

He’d sat pouting at lunch, he knew he shouldn’t care if someone didn’t like him and he knows he was acting like a child not getting a toy, but still, he wanted to see how someone else viewed him too, he wanted to be seen as just a normally person through someone else’s eye too.

He just wanted a drawing of him as well.

He wanted to be seen.

“What’s your girlfriend always writing in that little book of hers there mate?” Pierre asked, watching you lying on the grass a little distance away.

“I have no idea, she keeps that book hidden from everyone” Charles glanced over to where you were, a soft smile on his face.

You looked so happy lying in the sun, engrossed in whatever you were doing in that book you brought with you everywhere. God he was so lucky to have you. If he could sit and watch you like this for the rest of his life he’d consider his life the perfect one, never changing a thing about it.

“I’m going to go look” Pierre had mischief in his eye and Charles knew that there was no stopping him now. He also knew you wouldn’t have an issue with it, considering how close you and Pierre were.

Honestly, you were close to all the drivers, and he was beyond thankful for it. Then again, it was like that with most of the people you met. There was just something about you that drew people in, and he would know about that better than anyone.

Charles watched as Pierre snuck up to you, anticipating the fright you were bound to get, what he didn’t expect though was Pierre snatching your book and bolting back to him.

He hates that he laughed at the shock on your face, but watching you attempt to jump up and run after Pierre was objectively hysterical.

Pierre made it back to the table with you not far behind, shouting at him to give your book back as you ran after him. Suddenly the book had been chucked onto the table in front of him and Pierre was laughing as he encourage Charles top open it and see what was in it, holding you back all the while.

Charles opened the book, expecting it to be a journal of sorts, never intending on reading a word, but acting in order to play along with the chaos in front of him.

This he didn’t expect though.

There, on the first page, was him.

It was a drawing of him, smiling, driving the boat, shirtless with a bandana in his hair. He remembered that day, you’d packed a picnic for the two of you and you’d both spent the day on the ocean, laughing, soaking up the sun, just being.

The next page was another drawing of him, sitting at his piano, he could see the crease of a frown etched onto his face and he tried to learn a new piece. He hadn’t told you at the time, but he was learning the piece for you. It was a selfish act though, he just loved how you always curled up on the couch and listened to him play. He was almost certain he’d learnt how to play purely so he could play for you.

He started flipping through the entire sketch book, every single page plastered with images of him, doing the most mundane things. Cooking, drinking a glass of wine, laughing, sleeping, all private moments not even he truly ever saw, but you did, and you captured them all.

“I know they aren’t good, but I was just practicing-“ you began explaining yourself, face red from embarrassment and the impromptu wrestling match with Pierre.

“You” it was all Charles could get out.

You. You were the artist.

And here he was complaining that he hadn’t received a single drawing. You’d filled an entire sketchbook with them.

Pierre had since let you go and walked to stand behind Charles, looking over his shoulder as he flipped through the pages of the book, wanting to see what had his friend so mesmerized.

“Holy shit, did you draw all of these?” Pierre was in disbelief, how had they missed this? They all had their fans searching the internet for the fan that had captured them all so beautifully, yet here you were, right under their noses the entire time.

The blush on your cheeks was the only answer you gave.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Charles couldn’t drag his eyes away from the pages in front of him. His girlfriend did this.

Is this what people meant when they said you were able to fall deeper in love with someone? And here he thought he couldn’t fall any further.

“You see me” Charles all but whispered. He felt a tear forming, unable to shake the feeling of relief that it was his girlfriend who truly, honestly saw him.

“Of course I see you my love. You were always more than the formula one driver to me” You were shocked that he didn’t know this, and you were disappointed that you hadn’t noticed the fear he had been carrying around.

“You see me” he confirmed, finally looking you in the eye.

You leant forward placing a kiss on his forehead, him letting out a shaky breath at your touch. He felt whole. He felt like he belonged. He felt like he was home.

“I love you” you spoke against his skin, leaning back to watch him mouth ‘I love you’ in return.

After a moment of silence, Pierre cut in, “ I know you guys are having a bit of a moment here but is there any possibility of me making a request?” he sheepishly asked.

You laughed, pulling back fully to direct your attention to Pierre, nodding as you did so.

He immediately dived into a long-winded explanation of the drawing he wanted, “So, I need a drawing of Yuki right-”

Charles didn’t even hear the rest of the description, focusing solely on your smile as you listened to Pierre prattling off about what he wanted you to draw for him, as well as slyly slipping out his phone to capture his favourite drawing so far, one you had copied of a photo of the two of them that Pierre had secretly captured, both of your foreheads touching, remembering the moment vividly, the day you’d agreed to be his.

CharlesLeclerc: I guess we found our artists guys, and I’m the luckiest man to be dating her.

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