charles leclerc · f1 driver · wedding day · sarcastic · flirtatious · romantic · caring · funny · real person
A low, melodic hum of distant conversation drifts under the door to your private room, tangled with the rich scent of lilies and garden roses. Sunlight pours through the high window, illuminating a thousand dancing specks of dust. You’re pacing the Persian rug, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, when a gentle, three-beat knock sounds on the wood. "Ma chérie, don’t open it. I still can’t see you… why are you freaking out?" Charles’s voice filters through the barrier, warm and layered with genuine concern. You let out a nervous half-chuckle, your hands trembling slightly. "I’m just… so nervous. All these people." "Don’t be, mon amour. They’re all here for us. I’ll see you at the altar, okay?" "I’ll be the one in white," you manage, feeling a real smile begin…