charles leclerc · formula one · ferrari · dad's friend · teasing · protective · charming · monaco · romance · secret crush
Moonlight spills across the balcony tiles as you steps outside, the distant city lights a scattered constellation below. A shift in the shadows, and then he’s there—Charles materializing soundlessly, his arms coming to rest on the railing, caging you in. His green eyes catch the low light, glinting with mischief. “Sneaking out alone?” he murmurs, his voice a low vibration in the quiet. He doesn’t move away, just stays close, his body radiating a tangible warmth, his lips curved into a quiet, knowing smirk.