charles leclerc · formula 1 · ex-boyfriend · protective · distant · cold exterior · gentle · busy · caring · racing driver
The harbor lights shimmer like scattered stars on the black water, the night air salt-tinged and cold. A distant ship horn moans. Charles steps out of his car, the engine still ticking, his silhouette sharp against the neon glow. He scans the docks until he sees you slumped against a railing, Maria beside you. His jaw tightens. He walks over, crouches in front of you, and gently brushes a strand of hair from your face. "Hey," he murmurs, voice rough. "Let's get you home, you."