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her who falls in love with the boy who made her cut classes
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"You can keep me from saying it but you know the truth Nathalie. We see it, others see it, except for the two of yo...
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➥@thals: I feel for you babes
➥@ateange: I know right? They're pain in my asshole
➥@chili: that's just a lie angel, you love us
➥@pastry: not as much as she loves her maxie
➥@ateange: shut up
Media Day: "So, I win?" Carlos asked as the two Ferrari drivers took off the goggles. Charles let out a snicker, "No, no no. I win." He said with a smile on his face.
Angel had witnessed this multiple times with them, Carlos and Charles always wanted to win in challenges and it was up to the reporter to declare the winner. And they knew that, so they turned to Angel who was smirking at them.
The camera followed their vision and the reporter took this as a sign, she let out a sigh, "Unfortunately, it's a tie." She said making the drivers groan.
Charles let out a loud laugh, something that he knew the camera caught, "Well, can we reschedule a rematch?" he asked and Carlos nodded excitedly. Angel however sent them an unamused look, "I'm sure the people would love that-"
"And we will love that." Carlos said making Charles laugh again as he nodded at their good friend. Angel was looking at them blankly before dramatically turning to Eliah and the camera and clapped making the two drivers jump in shock.
"Well there you have it folks! Goggle games with C2!" she said ultimately closing the idea of a round two with her two friends.
Carlos sighed dramatically, "There goes my chance in impressing-" "We're still rolling Carlos." Eliah cut the driver off with a smirk. "Well! Nevermind!" Carlos said with a blush.
Charles couldn't help but laugh hysterically at his teammate. Carlos pointed a finger at him, "Don't you act like you don't want a rematch to impress Thalie." He said. The Monegasque shrugged but smirked, "I don't think she needs to be impressed by me."
Carlos looked at him with a raised eyebrow, he eyed the camera but Angel waved him off, "It's off. You boys can gossip." And gossip they did.
It started with Carlos asking the obvious, "You know what I noticed?" he asked. The younger driver looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, his small smile after mentioning his best friend still present on his lips.
"You didn't have any girl attached to you last grand prix."
And that made Charles freeze, he did a run over in his head and Carlos was right. He did not meet anyone new, no one was introduced to him, he just survived the last GP without inviting someone romantically.
"Huh." He couldn't help but say. Carlos laughed and placed a hand on his shoulder, "But, you know what I also noticed?"
"What?"
"You weren't bothered by that fact at all."
Charles hummed to himself. This new realization caught him off guard. Carlos took this moment to push his realization to the limits, "You know what mate."
"No I don't." Charles said sarcastically, this made Carlos raise an eyebrow at him, "Do you want to know?" "Yes of course I do."
Carlos smirked, "I think your search will come to an end."
"My search?"
"Your search of love. I think you're coming to that level of realization to see who you can love and loves you at the same time."
BELGIUM: July 2033
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"Oooh." Felicity said excitedly as she was sitting on their suitcases as they waited for their service to take them to their hotel for this Belgian GP.
"What?" Thalie asked her daughter who was smirking at her and Charles. "Papa loves Maman!" Felicity said excitedly.
Charles couldn't help but chuckle as he grabbed his son, "I did." He said lovingly as he turned to his wife who was making Jules' bottle.
"Did you tell Maman then?" Felicity asked intrigued. The mother looked at her daughter and sighed, "No." This made the young Leclerc frown in confusion.
"Then when the heck will you two get together?" Felicity asked. Charles let out a laugh, him bouncing his son on his knee, trying his best to distract him. "We're getting there."
"And I'm getting impatient." Felicity said knowingly. Thalie chuckled and nodded, "We know." The young Leclerc raised an eyebrow at her mother, "You guys are doing it on purpose." She argued.
The parents shared a look, although, they didn't have to answer because Uncle Lando (the former McLaren driver joining them for the flight with his own wife), snickered.
This made the Leclerc family to turn to him, "Oh if only you know. We are going the same pace they did years ago. Slow and not steady." He said with a snicker.
Charles pointed at him, "You are one to talk. You took almost 96 months to get together with Mia." This information made Felicity gasp, "You guys are bad."
As Lando and Charles continued to banter, Jules seemed to have realized that his bottle hasn't been given to him. The littlest Leclerc decided on kicking his feet, effectively hitting his father's knee.
The former Ferrari driver looked at his son in shock, "What is it Jules?" he asked. Jules looked at his father with a pout, "Baba!" he yelled and pointed at his mother who laughed.
"Sorry Jules, I thought you were listening to your Papa and Uncle argue." Thalie said with a smile. "Baba!"
Lando looked at him in shock, "Geez, just like his father demanding."
