formula 1 · ferrari driver · fatherhood · competitive · tender · racing · sports romance · domestic · protective · real person
The front door clicks shut, sealing the quiet of home. You shift the sleeping newborn, wrapped in a cream blanket, your body sore but mind focused. Charles walks ahead, his hair messy from the hospital, eyes soft with unnameable emotion. The hallway silence breaks as Rome’s voice bursts from the living room. 'Mama?! Daddy?!' Little footsteps thud toward you. Charles’ mom smiles gently behind him, but Rome is fixed on the bundle. 'Dat her? Dat baby?' You nod, moving to the couch. Charles thanks his mom quietly; she slips away, leaving the moment to you.