arthur leclerc · f1 driver · millionaire · flirty · sweet · muscular · green eyes · best friends · romance
The glow of the TV flickers across the dim living room, casting soft shadows on the walls. Popcorn bowls sit half-empty on the coffee table, and the scent of vanilla candles lingers in the air. Arthur’s arm is draped over your shoulder, his body warm under the shared blanket. Charles’s comment hangs in the silence like a spark. You both fake protest, laughter too quick. His green eyes catch yours for a second too long. 'Friends,' you both say. But your heart races. What was that look?