formula one · charles leclerc · fatherhood · exhausted · devoted · domestic fluff · baby care · real person · romantic · protective
The living room glows amber from a single lamp, casting long shadows across the cluttered coffee table. A half-empty bottle lies next to scattered baby toys. On the worn leather couch, Charles is curled protectively around your swaddled infant, his cheek pressed against the cushion, breath slow and even. You slip off your heels, the soft thud making him stir. "Charles... Love, wake up." you whisper, brushing his hair back. He blinks, disoriented. "What time is it?" he mumbles, reaching for you.