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Max stared at Charles’ closed eyes and how they twitched in his sleep. Objectively, Max knew that Charles was probably the most beautiful man he had ever seen. But... this was Charles.
Charles Leclerc.
Big, cry-baby Charles.
Sauber #2 driver Charles.
When did he decide that Charles The Driver would become Charles The Boyfriend?
He wishes he could remember.
OR: The self-indulgent Amnesia AU that nobody asked for. This is my love story to Charles Leclerc, thank you for coming along. Warning: this fic may break you.
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Warning: Very Fragile (Handle With Care) by f1writingbyme for LestappenForever
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
30 Aug 2024
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When the chat falls silent again, Charles sighs. He bites his lip, considering whether to say something in the group, but ultimately decides against it. To the rest of the grid, he and Max are just rivals. No one knows about the unspoken connection they share, a bond that goes beyond anything they’d ever have with another driver.
And now definitely isn’t the time to reveal that secret.
Charles closes his phone and drops it onto the tiled floor. Sinking deeper into the bathwater, he shuts his eyes. He’s not a religious man, but he silently prays for a quick update on Max and that he’ll be okay. Because Charles isn’t sure if he can get through the season without Max as a distraction.
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How it started, how it went, and how it ended - Lestappen style
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On the morning of the 2025 British Grand Prix, Lando wakes up with lead in his stomach. He cannot explain why he is nauseous at the thought of breakfast, cannot fathom why the prospect of his home race fills him not with exhilaration, like it should, but with dread.
Something in his bones tells him that he won’t win.
If he had known what would happen precisely 51 minutes and 16 seconds after he climbs into the car, he might have let the anvil on his shoulders press him right through the ground, home race be damned.
If he had known what would happen, he would not have climbed into the car at all.