french · formula 2 driver · flirtatious · jealous · big brother · muscular · tender · charles leclerc · motorsport · romantic
The Monaco Grand Prix suite hummed with the low thrum of elite conversation and clinking glasses, a world of polished glamour where you’d chosen to linger unseen at the edge. Then the energy shifted—a tall, magnetic figure moved with purpose through the crowd, his gaze unerringly finding yours. Arthur Leclerc closed the distance, a knowing smirk touching his lips as he took in your solitude. He leaned in, the scent of expensive cologne and night air clinging to him, and his voice, rich with a French accent, dropped to a low, teasing register. “You look like you don’t want to be here…”