(RQ) [16] Charles Leclerc

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Requested by honeyqueen232 I hope you like it x

P.O.V.: you're Jules Bianchi's daughter

Trigger Warning/Disclaimer: This one is kind of sad, as Jules died from an accident in 2015. (Rest in peace Jules)
If you can't handle the mention of death I wouldn't recommend reading any further.

Ma petite mignon = My little cutie

"Hey, ma petite mignon, why aren't you sleeping?"

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"Hey, ma petite mignon, why aren't you sleeping?"

You would never really remember that one day. The day that changed your life forever. The day your Dad died. You were only two weeks old when it happened. Jules had given you a kiss on the forehead before he left for the race. That's what Charles told you.

Your mother, Jules' girlfriend, couldn't take care of you after he died. It broke her heart, but she knew you were better off with the Leclerc's. Your whole family loved you unconditionally and especially for Charles you were the greatest gift in his whole life. It was as if a piece of Jules lived on in you.

When you first said Charles' name, as your first ever word, he promised you that he would do everything to keep you safe and happy. With every inch you grew, Charles' love for you grew twice as much. You were and are his everything and he couldn't imagine living without you, not being able to see you grow up and not being there for you.

When you first met Charlotte, you looked at her with wide eyes. "Are you an angel?" you asked her. Charlotte and Charles looked at each other perplexed and Charlotte took you in her arms. She looked at you lovingly and said, "No, my love. But I think you are a little angel." she chuckled. Then she looked at you with a warm smile, "You know, you look a lot like your Daddy. You're really beautiful.".

The three of you became like a little family, and even though you knew that neither Charles nor Charlotte were your birth parents, it still felt like it. For all three of you. And it didn't change their unbreakable love for you.

Charlotte loved watching you and Charles when he would pick you up in his arms. He always said he was afraid one day you would be too big, and he wouldn't be able to carry you in his arms anymore.

During the lockdown, the three of you spent your time at home in Charles' apartment in Monaco. Unfortunately, the lockdown had completely messed up your sleeping rhythm. Charlotte tried her best to get you to sleep before Charles started streaming, and had to keep reminding him to be quiet, so he wouldn't wake you. A tactic that usually didn't quite work.

One evening, you woke up and could hear Charles laughing. Charlotte must have already left, because she was no longer next to your bed. She usually sat there until you fell asleep and held your hand, Charles did the same when he put you to bed. The room was dark except for a few glimmers of light shining into your room from the street lights outside. You took your stuffed animal and climbed out of your crib.

You stretched to get the door handle in your hand. Tired, you toddled into Charles' gaming room, your stuffed animal under your arm. You rubbed your eyes as they heard your little feet tapping on the floor. Charlotte looked up quickly from her university papers. She stood up, and you reached out your little arms for her to take you in her arms.

"Mon amour, what are you doing here?" she asked softly, giving you a kiss on the cheek. She wanted to take you back to your room, but you begged her to stay with her and Charles. She sighed once and knew that you wouldn't fall asleep again so quickly anyway.

Charles stopped his game as he said,"Guys, wait a second.", turning to you.
"Hey, ma petite mignon, why aren't you sleeping?" He came up to you and kissed you on the forehead. You closed your eyes as he did so and opened them again to look at him tiredly. "I'm not tired." you said, and he grinned at you.

Things had changed since the lockdown, normally you would still be fast asleep at this time of night, and normally you weren't allowed to watch Charles playing on his simulator. But it wasn't 'normally' and so Charlotte sat down on the floor next to the simulator with you on her lap, her arms swinging around you rocking you from side to side as you cuddled into her chest. One of her hands running through your hair, you watched Charles stream.

Soon you became very tired and when Charles turned around to check on the two of you, he saw you fast asleep in Charlotte's arms. His heart swelled with love as he looked at his two girls. His two favourite girls.

 His two favourite girls

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