summary: yn has always been known as 'the honorary wag', since she's kika's best friend and adored by all the other wags, but what happens when the girls want her to become an official wag? a bet to get her and charles together before kika and pierre's wedding sounds like a plan.
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folkie radio: i saw that video of alex and charles dancing at a wedding and i felt like i NEEDED to write something that involved charles and weddings, this was the result ! i really hope you like it (if you do please leave a reblog)
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pierregasly Last night I proposed to the love of my life and she said yes. @/francisca.cgomes I canβt wait to spend the rest of my life with you, I love you β€οΈ
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username1 OMFG
username2 NO WAAAAYYYYYYY
lilymhe CRYING RIGHT NOW πππ₯Ίπ
β³ username1 AHHH THE WAGS NEED TO BE BRIDESMAIDS
alex_albon Amazing news β€οΈ β₯οΈ by author
charles_leclerc Wow I canβt believe my childhood best friend is getting married, you both deserve all the happiness in the world and Iβm so happy for you β€οΈ β₯οΈ by author
β³ username2 CRYING AGAIN
β³ username3 he needs to be the best man idc
username3 this wedding is going to be out of this world
francisca.cgomes IM STILL OVER THE MOON. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH β₯οΈ by author
β³ username5 KIKA IS GOING TO BE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BRIDE EVER
landonorris YOO I CANT WAIT FOR THIS PARTY β₯οΈ by author, francisca.cgomes, yourinstagram, lewishamilton, iamrebeccad, oscarpiastri
β³ username1 LANDOOOO PLEASE
β³ username2 and i canβt wait to see him absolutely wasted
yourinstagram MY BEST FRIEND IS GETTING MARRIED π₯Ήπ₯Ήπ₯Ήπ₯Ή IM CRYING AGAIN β₯οΈ by author, francisca.cgomes
β³ username3 yn and kika are the it girls
β³ username4 sheβs probably going to be the maid of honor im crying over people who donβt know me
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yourinstagram MY BEST FRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD IS GETTING MARRIED π₯Ί im so happy for you both @/francisca.cgomes @/pierregasly (even if that means that you finally stole her from me) let the wedding planning begin πΊ
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username1 congrats kika and pierre !!
username2 it girls β€οΈβπ₯
carmenmmundt This wedding will be the best thing ever β₯οΈ by author, francisca.cgomes, lilyzneimer, lilymhe, iamrebeccad
β³ lilymhe I KNOW
β³ username3 i love that yn is not a wag but sheβs loved among the wags anyway
username4 oh to be a guest at this wedding
landonorris Can I be a bridesmaid too?
β³ pierregasly No
β³ francisca.cgomes No
β³ username1 HEEEELP poor little lando norris π
francisca.cgomes I LOVE YOU SO MUCH SISSY π₯Ί youβll always be my wifey even if iβm married to someone else β₯οΈ by author
β³ pierregasly That hurt
β³ yourinstagram OOPS
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womenofthepaddock Kika Gomes (soon to be Mrs. Gasly), Carmen Montero (Spainβs national treasure) and YN (the honorary WAG) have arrived to the Paddock #SpainGP
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username1 SLAYYY
username2 theyβre all so stunning omg
username3 oh to be one of them
username4 i love how yn is really the honorary wag
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β³ username2 ALL THE WAGS LIKING THIS COMMENT π
username5 i NEED ynβs outfit
username6 get yourself a bestfriend like kika gomes who takes you to formula one races
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πBARCELONA, SPAIN.
Every time you agreed to join Kika for her boyfriend's (and now, fiancΓ©) races, the same question came to your mind: "Why is the paddock so confusing?"
You were currently trying to make your way back to Alpine hospitality, where you're supposed to watch the race from, but you kept getting lost. The maze of motorhomes, garages, and bustling activity was overwhelming. The constant hum of mechanics working, team members rushing around, and fans hoping for a glimpse of their favorite driver made it all more chaotic.
"YN, hey!" you heard a voice call out for you, turning around, you saw Rebecca and Carlos walking your way.
"Hey guys," you greeted them with a small hug once they approached you.
"Got lost again?" Carlos asked, and you remembered the time he found you in the same situation a couple of years ago.
"Yeah, this place is like a labyrinth. I have no idea how you guys navigate it so easily."
"Years of practice," Carlos chuckled, "Come on, We'll walk you to Alpine. It's not too far from here."
"Wait," Rebecca said before you could even start walking, "Why don't you come to Ferrari with us a bit, I'm sure Kika and Pierre won't mind."
Your eyebrows immediately raised at Rebecca's suggestion, noticing the teasing smirk on her face. She wanted to carry on with her (and the girl's) plan of making you like Charles.
Charles Leclerc, loved by millions, but you weren't quite one of them.
It's not that you actively disliked him, but there was something about him that didn't sit right with you.
Maybe it was the fact that every single time you've interacted with him ever since you started joining Kika for F1 stuff, he was somehow rude to you.
The last thing you wanted was to have an awkward interaction with him at the Ferrari garage, but you knew Rebecca wouldn't let you go that easily.
"Okay, fine," you sighed, "I'll come with you guys.
"Great! Let's go then." Rebecca's face lit up with a smile.
The three of you walked towards the Ferrari garage, the race wasn't starting for another few hours so you knew you were inevitably running into Charles once you got there.
"This is the perfect opportunity to clear the air between you and Charles," Rebecca elbowed you, almost making you roll your eyes, "Who knows? Maybe you have more in common that you realize."
"You and Charles don't like each other?" Carlos asked you, reaching out to hold his girlfriend's hand.
"Stop, It's not like that," you said, almost throwing your head back in frustration, "Every time we've interacted, he's been... dismissive. Rude, even. I don't know if it's just me or if he's like that with everyone."
"Charles can be a bit intense sometimes, especially on race weekends," Carlos pointed out, "But he's a good guy. Maybe you two just got off on the wrong foot."
"Maybe," you muttered, not entirely convinced.
You eventually reached the Ferrari garage, Rebecca and Carlos led the way, weaving through the throngs of people with ease. You tried to keep up, feeling a bit like a fish out of water in the sea of red uniforms.
You spotted Charles almost immediately, deep in conversation with one of his engineers and not even noticing that the three of you entered the room.
"Charles, hey!" Rebecca called out for him, you really admired her determination on the matter.
"Hey guys," Charles approached you, and you couldn't help but get a good look at him.
He might not be your favorite on the grid, but you couldn't deny that he was really handsome.
"You remember YN, right?" Rebecca asked with a hint of mischief in her eyes.
"Of course," Charles replied, a small smirk playing on his lips, "You're going to be Kika's maid of honor, right?"
"That's right," you nodded, a bit surprised he remembered.
Rebecca and Carlos exchanged a knowing glance before Carlos spoke up, "We need to go check on something. You two, catch up."
You shot them a look of disbelief, but they were already walking away, leaving you and Charles alone.
"So, what have you been up to?" Charles asked, leaning casually against the wall. "It's been a while since I've seen you around."
"Yeah, I haven't really been able to come to any races, I'm moving to Monaco, so that has been keeping me busy," you said, trying to keep the conversation light.
"Really? Which area?" he asked, a hint of genuine curiosity in his voice.
You told him the name of the neighborhood, and his eyebrows shot up in surprise. "No way. I live there too. Are you the one who's been making all those moving noises two houses away from mine?"
"I fear that would be me," you laughed, feeling some of the awkwardness melt away, "I didn't know you lived there."
"Small world, huh?" he chuckled, and for the first time, you saw a glimpse of the Charles that everyone else seemed to adore.
"Yeah, it is," you agreed, still a bit cautious but warming up to him. "Guess we'll be seeing more of each other."
"Looks like it," he said with a smile, "I mean, at least you'll have someone you can ask for a cup of milk when you run out."
As you continued to chat with Charles, you found yourself genuinely enjoying the conversation. It was a stark contrast to your previous encounters with him, and it made you question your initial judgment. His smile was warm, his laugh infectious, and the more you talked, the more you realized how much you had in common.
From the corner of your eye, you saw Rebecca and Carlos across the garage, watching the two of you with satisfied smiles and you had to stop yourself from rolling your eyes at them. You were already expecting the girls groupchat to explode with messages about you and Charles.
"Looks like your plan is working," Carlos said to Rebecca, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
"Told you it would," Rebecca grinned, "The rest of the girls and I even made a bet."
"A bet?" Carlos raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Yep," Rebecca confirmed, a playful glint in her eyes. "We bet on getting them together before Pierre and Kika's wedding. We all agree they'd make a great match."
"You and your schemes, amor," Carlos chuckled, shaking his head, "But I have to admit, you might be onto something."
Rebecca leaned her head on Carlos's shoulder, watching you and Charles laugh together. "Trust me, Carlos. Sometimes people just need a little nudge in the right direction."
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username1 SLAYYY
username2 the honorary WAG for real
carmenmmundt I missed you so much π«Ά β₯οΈ by author
β³ yourinstagram same here π₯²
f1gossip We love the WAGS (and yn) being besties
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pierregasly My fiancΓ©e loves me π₯°
β³ francisca.cgomes more like tolerates
β³ yourinstagram sheβll always love me more
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β³ landonorris Am I still not allowed in the gc?
β³ francisca.cgomes exactly
β³ username2 HEEEEEELP
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β³ username1 HELLOOOO???
β³ username2 SOMEONE DECODE THIS
β³ username3 i think this is the first time i see charles and yn interact ππ
iamrebeccad My job here is done
β³ carlossainz55 πππ
β³ yourinstagram never trust the sainz-donaldson coupleβ¦
β³ username1 WHATS GOING ON HERE
β³ username2 lord iβm so nosy i need to be part of their friendgroup
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πMONTE CARLO, MONACO
Living alone it's all fun and games until you get locked out of your house after a quick run to the store for some late night snacks.
You stood there, staring at your sophisticated security system installed in all the houses in your upscale Monaco neighborhood βone that was definitely too expensive for you, but you were grateful the company you worked for paid for your rent β feeling utterly defeated.
The high-tech lock had its advantages, but it also meant that once you were locked out, getting back in without a key was next to impossible.
Sighing, you pulled out your phone and texted Kika, hoping she might be able to help.
You frowned at the suggestion. Asking Charles for help wasnβt your first choice, especially given your rocky interactions in the past. And yes, maybe you had a great conversation in Barcelona but that didn't mean that he suddenly liked you and would be willing to help you.
What if he's busy? Or thinks you're stupid for locking yourself out of your own house? What if this is all part of the girl's plan of setting you up with a driver?
Were some thoughts that ran through your head as you stood in your porch. But with no other options, you pushed them away and sent him a message.
You sighed, feeling a mix of relief and nervousness. Asking Charles, someone who you disliked from time to time and thought he hated you just a few weeks ago for help wasn't on your bingo card, but there you were waiting for him to show up.
True to his word, Charles arrived shortly, wearing a casual outfit that made him look really comfy, and you prayed that you didn't disturb him too much with your antics.
"Locked out, huh?" he said with a grin.
"Yeah, stupid me forgot the keys inside," you replied, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"No worries, happens to the best of us," he said, pulling out a set of keys from his pocket. "I actually learned a trick for these locks. All the houses here have the same system, and Iβve had my fair share of lockouts."
You watched as he worked with the keys and the lock, not sure of what he was doing but trusting his word that he knew how to unlock it. After what it seemed like a minute, your door unlocked with ease.
"Thank you so much, Charles. You saved me," you said, letting out a sigh of relief, "And I'm really sorry that I bothered you, you must've been busy or just resting and I made you get out of the house."
"Hey, It's okay," he said, flashing you a warm smile, "Told you could shout if you needed a spare cup of milk, or in this case, a way into your house."
"Thank you a lot, really."
You smiled softly as you both stood on your porch, and he mirrored your gesture. You looked at his features for a moment, his eyes were soft and a beautiful shade of green and blue, he looked extremely cozy clad in his hoodie and joggers.
Ugh why are you even thinking about Charles Leclerc like that? The voice inside your head came out again. And you didn't have an answer for it, but you pushed the thought away and focused on the present moment.
"So, how's the unpacking going?" Charles said after a minute of silence.
"It's getting there. Still a lot to do," you shrugged.
"Well, if you need any help, just let me know," he offered. "I'm pretty handy with setting up furniture and stuff."
"I might take you up on that," you said, and you fell into silence again.
And that's when you realized that for some reason, you didn't want the interaction to end, and something about the way he looked at you made you feel like he didn't want it either.
"How about you come in for a cup of tea?" you suggested without even taking a spare second to think about it, "As a thank you for helping me out, I mean."
He looked pleasantly surprised. "I'd really like that. Thanks."
You led him inside, quickly tidying up a few stray boxes before boiling water for tea. Once it was ready, you both sat down with steaming cups of tea, and you started talking about the topic that was inevitable among the grid and friends: Pierre and Kika's upcoming wedding.
"Can you believe they're getting married?" you asked, stirring your tea.
"I know, right?" Charles replied with a chuckle. "Pierre's been so excited. He talks about it all the time."
"They're such a great couple," you said, smiling. "Kika has been my best friend for years. I couldn't be happier for her."
"Yeah, Pierre is like a brother to me," Charles added, his expression softening. "He deserves all the happiness in the world."
You took a sip of your tea, feeling the warmth spread through you, "They deserve each other."
"By the way," Charles said, setting down his cup, "have you thought about what youβre going to wear?"
"Iβve been stressing over it," you laughed, "I want to find something perfect, and I feel like I'm running out of time."
"Iβm sure whatever you choose will be great," he said reassuringly. "You have good taste."
"Thanks," you said, feeling a bit flustered by the compliment. "What about you? Got your outfit ready?"
"Not at all," he replied with a grin. "You know, since you're the maid of honor and I'm the best man, we should coordinate our outfits," he suggested with a playful smile. "Imagine how great we'll look standing next to Pierre and Kika if we match."
You laughed at the idea. "Maybe we should. It would make for some great photos."
"I can already see it now," Charles chuckled, "The perfect duo."
The conversation flowed easily, and you found yourself genuinely enjoying Charles's company. He was funny, engaging, and far from the dismissive person you initially thought he was. You talked about everything from the wedding to your favorite places in Monaco, your work, his feelings about the F1 season so far and you couldn't help but think about how much the girls would freak out if they saw you talking and engaging the way you were.
Maybe they were right about you and Charles getting along well, but they're wrong about you possibly dating him, because you weren't looking for that, you thought to yourself again.
As the night drew to a close, Charles stood up to leave. "Thanks for the tea and the company, YN. Iβm surprised we never got to talk like this before."
"Me too," you admitted, feeling a pang of guilt for your previous judgments about him. "I'm glad we did, though. And thank you again for helping me tonight, you were kind of my savior."
"Stop thanking me, you already did it like ten times," he said as you both walked to the door. "Are you going to the race in Austria this weekend?"
"I wasnβt planning on it," you said, "Kika's not going, and I usually go with her."
"Well, you could be my guest this time," he offered, a hopeful look in his eyes. "It could be fun."
You blinked, taken aback by his offer. "Are you serious?" you asked, needing to be sure you heard him right.
"Absolutely," Charles said, his tone sincere, "I know you're good friends with the girls and you love hanging out with them. It would be fun, and I'd love to have you there."
Your mind raced. When you left your house a few hours ago you never expected to get locked out which would lead to end your night with an invitation from Charles Leclerc to the Austrian Grand Prix, offering you a chance to spend time together at a race.
The wheels in your brain turned, making you unsure of your answer, when deep down you knew you wanted to take on his offer and go to Austria. You loved attending races and being around everyone in the F1 world, at first it was just something you did with Kika because of her boyfriend, but now it was something you enjoyed a lot.
Plus, you had to admit, the idea of spending more time with Charles was becoming increasingly appealing.
On the other hand, you couldn't shake the nagging doubt in the back of your mind. Was this just Charles being nice? Or what if the girls had put him up to this in another attempt to set you two up? You didn't want to complicate things somehow, especially with Pierre and Kika's wedding on the horizon.
Realizing you had been silent for a moment too long, you looked at Charles, your expression a mix of surprise and hesitation, and maybe you were crazy, but something in his face told you that he wanted you to say yes.
"That sounds amazing, Charles," you said, a small smile playing on your lips, "But⦠can I think about it? It sounds fun but I want to make sure I can make it work with my schedule."
"Of course," he replied with a nod, not pushing you for an immediate answer, "Just let me know soon so I can make the arrangements if you decide to come. I'd really like to have you there."
"Thanks, Charles," you said, feeling a warmth in your chest at his genuine interest. "I'll let you know soon."
"Great," he said, giving you a smile that made your heart flutter a little. "Goodnight, YN."
"Goodnight, Charles," you replied, watching as he walked away.
As you closed the door, you had one thought running through your head: the bridesmaids groupchat is about to go crazy
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πSPIELBERG, AUSTRIA
The Austrian GP weekend had been eventful so far to say the least. When you arrived on friday, you expected to catch an Uber to your hotel, or for someone sent by Charles to pick you up.
But turns out, Charles himself was standing there as you walked through the gates, waiting for you with a warm smile.
None of the girls ended up attending the GP, so you spent most of your time with Charles. It felt strange at first, since you had never spent much time interacting with him before, but you'd be lying if you said that you didn't enjoy it.
Despite the friendly atmosphere off the track, it was a tough weekend for Charles competitively. His car had plenty of complications, from engine issues to problematic tires, which led him to a bad result on Sunday.
With that excuse, you suggested buying him dinner. You thought it would be a good way to cheer him up and to thank him for the weekend. It was friendly and casual.
You decided to have room service in his hotel room, neither of you in the mood to go outside, so you ordered a couple of pizzas, a bottle of wine and desert.
As the room service cart rolled in, you both laughed at how much food you had ordered. "I think our eyes were bigger than our stomachs," Charles said, eyeing the spread.
"Well, we have all night to work through it," you replied with a grin.
You both settled on the couch, the boxes of pizza open in front of you and glasses of wine in hand. If someone had told you a few months ago that you would be in this context with Charles Leclerc you'd laughed at them.
You knew the girls would have a field day when they found out.
"I'm really glad you came this weekend," Charles said after chewing on his slice of pizza, "It's been nice having you around."
"I'm glad I came too," you said, smiling back. "I didn't realize how much fun it would be. I always come to the races with Kika so this was different. Thank you again for asking me."
"I have to admit, I was a bit nervous about asking you," Charles took a sip of his wine, "I wasn't sure if you'd want to spend time with me."
You almost tensed at his words. All this time, you had assumed he disliked you because he had been rude or dismissive in your past interactions. But maybe it had all been a misunderstanding, like Kika had told you multiple times.
Damn you hated when she was right.
"Why wouldn't I?" you partially knew the answer, but you still wanted to hear what he had to say.
"I don't know. I guess I always thought you didn't like me much," he shrugged, looking slightly embarrassed.
"I thought the same thing about you," you laughed softly, "I figured you were being rude because you didn't like me."
"I never meant to be rude to you, at least not intentionally," Charles shook his head, "I'm really sorry if I ever was."
You looked at him, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. "It's okay, Charles. I guess we both just misunderstood each other."
"I'm glad we cleared that up," Charles gave a relieved smile, "It feels good to finally talk about it. Honestly, with the wedding coming up and the roles we're playing in it, I was nervous about the entire thing being awkward."
"We're good now," you said, feeling a genuine warmth spread through you. "And now I can join you in suit shopping without it being awkward."
Charles laughed, a sound that was starting to become one of your favorites. "Oh yeah, we still have to do that. We're definitely matching."
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username1 SLAYYYY
username2 CHARLES AND YN???
lilymhe The one time we all decide to skip the GPβ¦ β₯οΈ by francisca.cgomes, carmenmmundt
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pierregasly I guess you donβt need me for paddock passes anymore β₯οΈ by author
β³ yourinstagram iβve never needed you that was always kika
username3 wait are her and charles together ??
β³ username4 they could be friends chill
username5 yn finally becoming a wag??? the masterplan worked β₯οΈ by iamrebeccad, lilyzneimer, francisca.cgomes, lilymhe
β³ username1 ALL OF THE WAGS HERE AGAIN π
charles_leclerc Always a pleasure π€ β₯οΈ by author
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πMONTE CARLO, MONACO
"Charles you literally just passed me."
"Did I? Oh, I see you now," Charles said as he spotted you walking towards his car, hanging up the phone and parking so you could get in.
You got into the passenger seat, clicking your seat belt and dropping your hands to your lap, "Hello there."
"Hi love," Charles leaned in to peck your cheek, "How was work?"
This was routine by now. After your time alone in Austria, you and Charles couldn't stop hanging out. He picked you up from work, you cooked dinner for both of you, you had sitcom marathons together and so on.
It felt nice.
"It was meh," you shrugged, "My day is about to get interesting, though, isn't it?"
"If you find looking at ties and shirts for hours any amusing, then yes it is."
Today was the day you and Charles had been talking about for so long, you'd get his outfit for the Gasly-Gomes wedding.
You got your dress already, it was a beautiful satin green dress you absolutely loved. Since Charles was away racing when you bought it, you showed it to him through FaceTime and he insisted he needed to get the perfect suit to match it.
"It's going to be fun," you poked his side as he drove, "But we do need to find the perfect fit, Kika is going to kill us if we ruin her pictures."
"I mean you're going to look stunning so I just need to stand next to you and hope it rubs on me," he shrugged, and you felt your cheeks burn.
Charles made a habit out of complimenting you at this point, and even though you didn't want to think too much about it, you found yourself melting every single time.
"Feeding my ego again, Leclerc?" you teased.
"Just stating the obvious."
You engaged in small conversation as he drove to the boutique you've previously picked as your first option. One of the things about your unexpected friendship with Charles that you loved the most was how easy it is to talk to him about anything. It was easy, comfortable, and it made you realize just how much you enjoyed his company.
When you arrived at the boutique, Charles opened the door for you, a small gesture that always made you smile.
Inside, the boutique was filled with racks of elegant suits and dresses. A sales assistant approached you, and you explained what you were looking for. She guided you to a section with suits that could match what you needed.
Charles began browsing through the racks, holding up different jackets and shirts for you to see. After some deliberation, Charles found a suit that caught his eye.
"Try it on," you urged him, eyes sparkling with excitement.
Charles disappeared into the fitting room, and you waited eagerly. When he emerged, your breath caught in your throat. The suit fit him perfectly, making him look even more handsome than usual.
Since when were you this down for this man?
"What do you think?" he asked, turning to look at himself in the mirror.
"It's perfect," you said, "You look amazing, Charles."
He grinned, clearly pleased with your approval, "You think I look amazing, huh?"
"Don't let it go to your head, Leclerc," you replied, rolling your eyes but unable to hide your smile.
With the suit sorted, you moved on to finding the perfect tie. After a bit of searching, you found one that matched your dress perfectly. You held it up for Charles to see, and he nodded in approval.
"Looks great. Now, help me put it on?" he asked, a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
"Sure," you said, stepping closer to him.
As you worked on his tie, you realized just how close you were standing. Your hands moved deftly, but your heart raced with the proximity. You could feel Charles's breath on your face, and you couldn't help but glance at his lips every now and then. His eyes were fixed on you, a soft intensity in them that made your knees feel weak.
"There," you said, your voice barely above a whisper, "all done."
But neither of you moved. Your faces were inches apart, and the air between you seemed to crackle with electricity. You noticed Charles glancing at your lips, and you wondered if he could hear your heart pounding in your chest.
"Shame on Kika and Pierre," Charles said softly, a smile tugging at his lips. "We'll definitely be the best-looking pair at the wedding."
You laughed lightly, the tension easing just a bit. "Absolutely. They'll have to step up their game."
Charles's hand came up to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. The gesture was so tender it made your heart flutter even more. "Thanks for helping me with this," he said, his voice sincere.
"Anytime," you replied, your voice equally soft.
You lingered a moment longer. It was just you and Charles, standing so close, sharing a moment that felt incredibly intimate. Eventually, you both stepped back, a silent understanding passing between you.
You really wanted him to kiss you
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yourinstagram two weeks away from the gasly-gomes wedding: the happy couple, suit picking, speech writing and last girls trip as single ladies π₯²
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username1 THE WEDDING IS SO SOOOOON
username2 BOYFRIEND CHARLES CONTENT JUST DROPPED
β³ username1 omfg are they together ???
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lilymhe βlast girls trip as single ladiesβ and youβre the only one whoβs actually single (not for long tho) β₯οΈ by francisca.cgomes, lilyzneimer, carmenmmundt, iamrebeccad
β³ username1 LILYπ
β³ yourinstagram ππππ
username3 we love the honorary wag
username4 charles in a suit iβm going insane
landonorris Canβt wait for the most alcoholic weekend of the year β₯οΈ by danielricciardo, carlossainz55, lancestroll
β³ pierregasly Iβm terrified already
charles_leclerc Best man and maid of honor, match made in heaven β₯οΈ by author
β³ username1 CHARLESSSSS
β³ francisca.cgomes youβre welcome
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πPORTOFINO, ITALY
The most awaited weekend of the year was finally here, the Gasly-Gomes wedding bound was in full swing. Guests arrived to Portofino from all over, their excitement palpable as they gathered to celebrate the love between Pierre and Kika.
Despite Charles' attempts to convince you to fly with him, you were firm on your decision of flying with Kika, you knew how nervous she felt and you wanted to be by your best friend's side for the most important moment of her life.
However, you were attending the rehearsal dinner together. Which had caused a commotion with the girls earlier in the week.
Their so called plan of getting me a boyfriend from the grid won't work, you thought to yourself, I'm not even looking for a boyfriend, Charles is my friend.
The rehearsal dinner was set in a beautiful, intimate restaurant overlooking the sea, and you were waiting for Charles at the hotel's reception to leave together. You smoothed out your dress, glancing at the grand clock on the wall, you felt a bit nervous, which only made you think about Kika and the fact that she was probably a million times more anxious.
"Hey there," Charles's voice broke through your thoughts. You turned to see him approaching, looking effortlessly handsome in a tailored suit, "Mon Dieu, you look insanely gorgeous."
You felt your cheeks warm at his words. "Thank you, Charles. You clean up pretty well yourself."
He grinned, offering his arm. "Shall we?"
You linked your arm with his, and together you made your way to the car waiting outside. The drive to the restaurant was filled with light conversation and laughter. Charles had a way of making you feel at ease, and tonight was no different.
As you arrived at the venue, the soft glow of candles and string lights illuminated the setup. Tables were adorned with flowers, and the sound of the waves provided a soothing backdrop. You could see Pierre and Kika at the entrance, greeting guests with radiant smiles.
You were really happy for them.
"Let's go say hi," Charles suggested, leading you towards the happy couple.
"You both look amazing!" Kika exclaimed once you approached them, hugging you tightly. "Thank you for being here."
Pierre soon joined, greeting both you and Charles with a warm smile. "Thanks for keeping her sane on the flight here," he joked, giving Kika a playful nudge.
"It's the least I can do, you already stole her from me ," you said with a grin.
"I promise to share her from time to time." Pierre joked, making all of you laugh.
The four of you exchanged a few more words before making your way into the venue. The atmosphere inside was magical, the soft hum of conversation and laughter filled the air.
You really could feel the love and excitement radiating from everyone present.
You made your way towards the table, noticing Lando by the bar already. You couldn't help but giggle, he was dead serious about going all out with the alcohol this weekend.
You settled into your seats, Charles opening your chair for you before sitting down. You were at a big table where most drivers and their partners were already settled, Carmen and George next to you and Max and Kelly on Charles' side.
Damn, you were really the honorary WAG
"What?" you said, noticing Carmen's teasing smile as she glanced at you and Charles.
"Oh nothing," she shrugged, "You guys look really cute together."
You had to stop yourself from rolling your eyes. "Thanks, Carmen," you replied, trying to brush off her comment. "We're here as friends."
"Sure, sure," Carmen said with a wink, and you couldn't help but chuckle at her persistence.
The evening flowed smoothly, the conversations lively and the laughter contagious. As you sipped on your champagne, you couldn't help but steal glances at Charles. He seemed so at ease, laughing and joking with the others, his eyes occasionally meeting yours with a warmth that made your heart flutter.
Dinner was served, a spread of Italian cuisine that had everyone praising the chefs. You and Charles shared bites of each other's dishes, a habit that had become second nature.
After dinner, it was time for the speeches. Since you were best man and maid of honor, you came up with the idea of surprising Kika and Pierre with heartfelt messages, which lead you to nights of takeout at his place to help each other write your speeches.
Charles was the first to stand, his presence commanding attention as he held up his glass.
"Bonsoir, everyone," he began, his voice clear and confident, "For those of you who don't know me, I'm Charles,"
"No one knows you! You're not world champion," Max yelled from his place, making everyone laugh.
"Somebody's jealous because he's not best man, I see," Charles teased, causing laughter again, "Anyway, I have known Pierre for many years now, and I can honestly say he is one of the best friends I could ever ask for. And Kika, you have brought out the best in him. Your love story is truly inspiring, and I am so honored to stand here today as your best man."
His words were heartfelt and genuine, and you could see Pierre and Kika's eyes shining with emotion. Charles continued with anecdotes about him and Pierre's karting days and well-wishes, his speech met with applause and cheers by the end.
It was your turn now, you were nervous but Charles sent a wink your way as he passed you the microphone that made you relax.
"Kika and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember," you began, your voice steady. "We have shared so many incredible moments together, and seeing her find someone who makes her so happy is truly a blessing. Pierre, you have brought so much joy into her life, and I am beyond thrilled to see you both start this new chapter together."
Your speech was filled with love and appreciation, and by the time you finished, there were a few more teary eyes around the room. Kika hugged you tightly, whispering her thanks in your ear.
After the speeches, the lights dimmed, and music began to play. Everyone gathered around the dance floor, and Charles turned to you with a mischievous smile. "Care to dance?"
"Sure," you replied, taking his hand as he led you to the center of the dance floor. The music was slow, and Charles pulled you close, his hand resting on the small of your back.
You danced together, your bodies moving in sync. You felt his breath on your cheek, and the warmth of his touch sent shivers down your spine. You looked up at him, your faces inches apart, and for a moment, it felt like the rest of the world disappeared.
From across the room, Lily and Rebecca watched with satisfied smiles. Alex joined them, raising an eyebrow. "So, you think your plan worked?" he asked, amusement in his voice.
"Definitely," Lily said, her eyes twinkling. "Look at them. They're practically made for each other."
Rebecca nodded in agreement. "We've been planning this for months, and it looks like it's finally happening."
"Well, I have to admit, you girls make a pretty good matchmaking team," Alex chuckled, wrapping an arm around his girlfriend.
"We just knew they needed a little push," Lily grinned, "And now, look at them. They can't take their eyes off each other."
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yourinstagram MY BEST FRIEND JUST GOT MARRIED π₯²π₯²π₯² brb iβll be dancing and weeping all night
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username1 OMFG KIKA LOOKS STUNNING
username2 AHHHH THIS CONTENT
lilymhe same over here π©π© β₯οΈ by author
username3 god iβd give up my first born yo be at that wedding right now
yukitsunoda0511 yukierre is for life β₯οΈ by author
β³ yourinstagram so is kikayn
β³ username1 I LOVE THEM ππ
β³ username2 ooohhh yuki and yn should get together so sheβs finally an official wag
β³ username3 NOOO WE NEED CHARLESYN
francisca.cgomes I LOVE YOU JUST GRABBED MY PHONE TO COMMENT ON THIS β€οΈβ€οΈ now back to my wedding lol β₯οΈ by author
β³ username1 sheβs too iconic
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f1gossip Charles Leclerc getting cozy with one of the bridesmaids at the Gasly-Gomes wedding π³
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username1 OMFG
username2 LOOORD
username3 ISNT THAT YN ππ
β³ username1 YEAH
username4 oh god lando really exposed them, someone take his phone from him
username5 WHAT DOES THIS MEANNNN
username6 oh to be at that wedding right now
username7 YN HONORARY WAG IS NO MORE ITS TIME FOR YN REAL WAG ERA
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πPORTOFINO, ITALY
Kika Gomes and Pierre Gasly were finally married.
The ceremony was held at a charming seaside chapel, adorned with white flowers and delicate ribbons. Guests filled the pews, their faces reflecting the joy and love of the occasion.
You stood beside Kika as her maid of honor, heart swelling with pride and happiness as she exchanged vows with Pierre. Charles, standing beside Pierre as the best man, caught your eye several times, his gaze warm and reassuring. The ceremony was beautiful, filled with heartfelt words, laughter, and a few tears of joy.
Charles made sure to compliment you from the moment he first saw you, and everyone was gushing over the two of you being color coordinated, just like you thought they would be.
After the vows were exchanged and the couple was pronounced husband and wife, it was time for the reception, or as Lando Norris would like to call it, the time to get absolutely wasted.
The party was held at a stunning villa overlooking the sea. The evening was filled with delicious food, heartfelt toasts, and lively dancing.
Just like the rehearsal dinner two days earlier, you and Charles were together all the time. Sitting beside each other at the table, Charles grabbing the train of your dress for you when you needed it, keeping at least a hand on each other all the time. You knew that wasn't "we're just friends" behavior, but you were too happy to mind.
As the night progressed, the drinks kept flowing, and everyone was in high spirits. Lando, true to his word, was leading the charge in getting everyone to the dance floor. You and Charles danced together, his hands on your shoulders as you swayed to the music, his breath on your neck as he whispered to your ear.
You knew some prying eyes were on both of you β and by that, you mean Rebecca, Lily and their respective boyfriendsβ, but once again, you were too happy and tipsy to mind.
After hours of dancing and celebrating, you finally took a break and sat down with your friends at one of the tables near the dance floor.
βYou two were adorable on the dance floor,β Lily teased, giving you a playful nudge.
βOh, stop,β you said, feeling your cheeks warm. βWeβre just having fun.β
βYeah, right. Just friends, huh?β Rebecca smirked.
Before you could respond, Charles appeared at the edge of the table, looking as handsome as ever, his suit jacket long forgotten and a few buttons of his shirt undone.
You were really down bad for him.
βMind if I steal YN for a bit?β he asked, his eyes twinkling from the alcohol.
"Let the girl breathe mate! She's probably tired of you," Carlos teased, earning a round of laughter from the table.
You rolled your eyes playfully. "I think I can manage a bit more of Charles," you said, standing up and taking his offered hand.
"Of course you can," Rebecca said with a smirk. "Go meet your boyfriend."
You rolled your eyes again, but couldnβt suppress the smile spreading across your face. βHeβs not my boyfriend,β you protested weakly, standing up from the table.
βNot yet, anyway.β Lily laughed.
You ignored her comment, though your heart did skip a beat. You don't know if Charles had heard any of it, but you let him lead you out to the terrace, your hand wrapped around his. From the corner of you eye, you saw Kika looking at you, nudging her husband and pointing at you both, teasing smiles on their faces.
They just got married so you'll let it slide.
βNice to get a break from all the noise,β you said once you reached the terrace, leaning against the railing and looking out at the sea.
βDefinitely,β Charles agreed, standing close beside you. βItβs been a perfect night, though.β
"I know," you smiled softly, "I'm so happy for Kika and Pierre, they deserve this so much."
"They really do. It's been a beautiful day," Charles nodded, his eyes fixed on you, "Just as beautiful as you."
He stepped closer, wrapping a hand around your waist, pulling you gently against him. Your heart raced at his touch, and you couldn't help but glance at his lips, wondering what it would feel like to kiss him. You'd thought about it more times than you'd like to admit, and the way he glanced at yours told you he did too.
βCharles,β you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper, βwhat are you trying to do?β
He smiled, his eyes never leaving yours. βIβm trying to charm the pretty bridesmaid,β he replied softly, his thumb tracing small circles on your waist.
You laughed, feeling a flutter in your stomach. βAnd howβs that working out for you?β
βLetβs find out,β he said, leaning in slowly.
He closed the distance between you, capturing his lips with yours. The kiss was everything youβd imagined and more, slow and sweet, filled with a longing that had been building for months. His hands slid up to cup your face, deepening the kiss, and you melted into him, losing yourself in the moment.
When you finally pulled away, you were both breathless, your foreheads resting against each other.
βDefinitely working,β you whispered, making him chuckle.
He brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes full of affection. βGood to know,β he said, his voice low and full of warmth.
You spent a few more moments on the terrace, talking and laughing, sharing more kisses and wrapped around each other.
You were not sure what this meant for your friendship, but you were too happy to care. The night felt magical, like a dream you never wanted to end. It was a night of new beginnings, not just for Kika and Pierre, but maybe for you as well.
As you both made your way back inside, hand in hand, you noticed a few knowing smiles and exchanged glances among your friends. Kika and Pierre were still on the dance floor, looking blissfully happy, and you couldn't help but feel a surge of joy for them.
βLook whoβs back!β Lando called out, a wide grin on his face.
βWhatβs going on?β you asked, narrowing your eyes at their suspicious behavior.
Kika abruptly approached the group, dragging Pierre by the hand a mischievous smile playing on her lips. βEverybody pay up,β she said, holding out her hand.
Charles and you exchanged confused looks. βWhat are you talking about?β he asked.
βWe had a bet going,β Kika explained, clearly enjoying this. βWe bet that we could get you two together before the wedding. And technically, we did.β
βDamn, I didn't think you girls would actually make it happen,β George handed over some money with a laugh.
βWait, you all really bet on us? The infamous masterplan was actually a real thing?β you asked, still processing the revelation.
βOf course it was,β Rebecca said with a grin. βIt was obvious to everyone except you two.β
"I can't believe you guys," you said, shaking your head but unable to suppress a smile, covering your face with your hands, Charles pecked your temple gently.
"To be fair, the girls started it, we just joined in later," Oscar said, trying to deflect the blame.
βI canβt believe it took a wedding and a bet to get us here," Charles chuckled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, "I guess we owe you all a thank you,"
"No need to thank us. Just be happy," Carmen sent a wink your way, making you smile.
"Alrighty, a toast now," Lando said, climbing on top of a chair. Everyone knew he was too drunk to be stopped so you just let him, "To Kika and Pierre the happiest and most beautiful couple in the world!"
"Hear, hear!" echoed through the crowd as glasses clinked together, laughter and cheers filling the air.
"And to YN finally becoming an official WAG!" Kika chimed in, her eyes twinkling with mischief, making the girls cheer.
"Official, huh?" Charles murmured, leaning in closer.
"We'll talk about that later, Leclerc," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.
The rest of the night was a whirlwind of dancing, laughter, champagne and celebration. Charles never left your side as you enjoyed with your friends.
As the party continued, you found yourselves on the dance floor once more, swaying to a slow song. Charles held you close, his arms wrapped securely around you. "So, how does it feel to be an official WAG?" he asked, his breath warm against your ear.
"As far as I'm concerned, you haven't asked anything, mister," you teased raising your eyebrows.
"Well then, consider this me asking," he murmured, his voice playful yet sincere.
"In that case," you began, teasing him further, "I suppose it feels pretty good."
He grinned, his eyes sparkling with affection. "Good to hear," he replied softly, brushing his lips against your temple.
Being an official wag was amazing
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The first post ππ
pairing: max verstappen x reader
summary: the one where charles wonβt rest until he gets his fiancΓ©eβs sister a boyfriend.
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charles_leclerc: are you a hot and single guy OR woman in monaco looking for the perfect lady? well boy do i have good news for you! here we have yn ln, my sister-in law, sheβs VERY single, likes long walks on the beach, napping, eating, and knitting. if you are interested please comment below! SERIOUS OFFERS ONLY.
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yourusername: what the fuck is this charles
charles_leclerc: this is me getting you a boyfriend?
yourusername: NO CHARLES THIS IS JUST NO. @/yoursistersuser TAKE HIS PHONE?
yoursistersuser: I HAVE BUT HE JUST KEEPS BUYING MORE
charles_leclerc: i cannot be stopped
user1: iβm interested?
charles_leclerc: no you are too ugly
yourusername: cha please stop
charles_leclerc: i will stop once i get you a nice PRETTY boyfriend
yoursistersuser: love, please delete this
charles_leclerc: i would do anything for youβ¦ except deleted this. yn needs a bf, sheβs been to lonely lately
yoursistersuser: but this doesnβt help her get a boyfriend charles
charles_leclerc: but it will!! have faith
user2: heβs trying to sell her like sheβs a dog?? π
user3: βlikes long walks on the beach, napping, eatingβ IS SHE A DOG CHARLES??
user4: this is borderline weird and thoughtful at the same time
user5: charles get engaged and goes crazy
user6: iβm interested!
charles_leclerc: no you are far too short
yourusername: whatβs the point of this if youβre just going to reject everyone
charles_leclerc: i need to pick someone suitable, i donβt need someone ugly or short ruining my wedding pictures
yourusername; then how about you delete this and donβt have to worry about βsomeone ugly or short ruining my wedding picturesβ
charles_leclerc; but i donβt want you alone and sad in the pictures either!
user7: yn doesnβt have a bf?? sheβs gorgeous
user8: charles you work with 19 perfectly rich, fine, and tall?? (not really, depends) men, set her up with them
user9: girl half of those men are taken
user8: okay so like 8 rich, fine, and tall (??) men, those are still lots of chances
oscarpiastri: what is going on?
charles_leclerc: are you interested oscar? because youβd be my top pick.
oscarpiastri: iβm too busy with racing for relationships right now, sorry!
yourusername: i just got rejected in front of the whole world through my brother-in law. CHARLES PLEASE STOP THIS
user9: hey so this is crazy!
user10: itβs cute that he cares enough about this too make a whole post
yourusername: charles please stop iβm getting so many dick pics
user12: gross
user13: oh thatβs notβ¦
user14: #freeyn
user15: why is he trying to sell her like a dog
user16: if this actual works, i fear we will never hear the end of it from charles
charles_leclerc: all those who are sending dick pics to my sister-in law WILL be reported for harassment. you are lucky my fiancΓ© is holding me back from posting your small dicks all over social media.
user17: POST THE SMALL DICKS CHARLES, DO IT
user18: STOP HOLDING HIM BACK!! LET HIM BE FREE
user19: when heβs protective over his soon to be family >>
user20: three days into summer break and charles has gone crazy
yourusername: i gave you permission to propose to my sister and this is how you repay me?
yoursistersuser: weβre stuck with him for this rest of our lives π
yourusername: please, donβt remind me.
user21: βguy or womanβ is yn gay?
charles_leclerc: yes! she is half homosexual :)
yourusername: jesus charles
charles_leclerc: what? itβs true!
danielricciardo: can you do one of these post for me?
charles_leclerc: you are rich, tall and buff. no.
charles_leclerc; @/maxverstappen1, @/georgerussell63, @/oscarpiastri, @/carlossainz55, @/alex_albon, @/danielricciardo, @/landonorris whoβs interested? π
alex_albon; nope
danielricciardo: this weird mate
oscarpiastri; iβve already said no
landonorris: no thank you
carlossainz55: no thank you
georgerussell63: shakes head
yourusername; kill me now
charles_leclerc: okay. whatever. i donβt care.
carlossainz55: he cares
charles_leclerc: on a completely totally unrelated note @/maxverstappen1, join me for coffee tomorrow morning?
maxverstappen1: sure π
β cafe near charles house, 9am, on the dot.
β max verstappen has posted a new story!
[caption: nice cafe π]
story responses:
charles_leclerc: hehehehe π
user22: SO YOU AND YN WERE HANGING OUT??
user23: that twitter user wasnβt lying??!?!??
user24: charles set you and yn up huh πΌ
danielricciardo: who goes to a cafe and gets tea?
maxverstappen1: yn does. and then i felt awkward ordering something else.
danielricciardo: itβs been years and she still makes you nervous?? π€£
maxverstappen1: shut it
landonorris: iβm surprised you didnβt run away in fear when you say her instead of charles
maxverstappen1: so does everyone just know about charles plan or what?
landonorris: pretty much yeah!
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yourusername: july and august photo dump π
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charles_leclerc: my wedding is in a week, why are you posting on instagram and not freaking out?
yourusername: i can multitask
charles_leclerc: maybe you having a bf was a bad idea, you are too distracted π
yourusername; lalalala canβt hear you
user23: boyfriend you say? π
user24: 2 months and shes been seen "hanging out" with max more then 10 times, AND she justs posted jimmy or sassy (i cant tell the difference) what are you tryna say yn?
user25: man i canβt believe charles actually got yn a boyfriend
user26: and itβs MAX. like his max.
user27: how do yall even know theyre dating?
user25: context clues babes
user28: this is the closest weβll get to yn and max making it βofficialβ
user29: i feel like if they go to the wedding together, thatβll be them making it βofficialβ
user30: oh definitely
maxverstappen1: puzzles are hard
yourusername: theyβre easy when you focus on
maxverstappen1: how can i focus when i when i have a gorgeous woman should as yourself near me?
landonorris: that was smooth man π
maxverstappen1: thank you, iβve been practicing
user31: and people are still saying they arenβt together??
user32: people want them to post a story wirh the caption βthis is us making it officialβ π like babes this is the best weβre going to get
user33: i canβt believe the wedding of the century is in ONE WEEK??
user34: it feels like just yesterday when charles accidentally told the whole world he was engaged
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yourusername: today, my sister married an idiot
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user35: that wedding was so fucking gorgeous
user36: charles and yn planned the whole thing?? fuck f1 we need them as party planners
yourusername: planning this wedding was the most stressful thing in my fucking life. i never want to plan anything ever again
user37: well the wedding was beautiful so, worth it?
user38: i was expecting a much more emotional caption
user39: she got all her emotions out during her speech π
user40: OMG HER SPEECH WAS THE CUTEST THING. βcharles you have changed mine and my sisters life for the better. you have introduced me to someone who makes me feel like iβm on cloud 9.β THE CAMERA PANS TO MAX??? βi know we joke and what not, butβ¦ i donβt know, justβ¦thank you for making me feel like family.β TEARS ARE STREAMING DOWN MY FACE βi love you both so much,β I CRIED, CHARLES CRIED, EVERYONE CRIED
user41: we will never get that amount of emotion from yn ever again
user42: i will enjoy it while it last
yoursistersuser: i did indeed marry an idiot.
yourusername: itβs okay tho! we still like him
charles_leclerc: awwwww π₯°π₯°
user43: charles just ignoring the idiot part
user44: itβs been a good day. yn and max made itt official, charles got married, and the wedding was gorgeous
user45: f1 twt has never been so peaceful
user46; RIGHT??? everyoneβs just celebrating the marriage
maxverstappen1: will we have a big wedding?
yourusername: absolutely not. unless charles plans it by himself, weβre getting married in a courthouse
charles_leclerc: are you serious? youβll let me plan your wedding?
yourusername: you proved yourself with this wedding so yes
charles_leclerc: AHHHHHH OMG OMG OMG I HAVE TO GET STARTED
user47: first it started with him trying to get her a bf, now heβs planning her wedding
user48: i feel like a proud mom watching her kids grow up π’
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notes; pls pls pls send me blurb or smau request!! i have 2 weeks left of vacation and i must make the most of it
This is so cute
βBuy you the worldβ- Jude Bellingham x reader
Summary: reader makes a purchase without reading the information, leading to a grave disappointment and a requirement for a comforting boyfriend - one that canβt control his laughter.
Warnings: pure fluff, soft!reader x soft!Jude. Based on a mistake I made today, this is very self indulgent
A/N : thanks for your patience on Part 7, hereβs a treat while you wait <3
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Having gone out to brunch today with your friends, you lay exhausted on the soft sofa in Judeβs apartment waiting for him to get back from his long day of training with the team.
One of your friends bought her very young sibling with her and accompanying them, lots of toys.
One that peaked your interest was a small, soft, light green crochet whale, and to make it better, it was lavender scented.
Supposedly it was meant to calm the young child down and provide emotional support, some of which you felt you needed, Deserved.
Being in a relationship with an incredibly handsome and popular footballer meant attention from the public, and attention meant hate.
You were used to it by now, your relationship never actually confirmed publicly but you had been spotted at games and the both of you had been seen sharing small touches and kisses in public.
Yourself and Jude decided that it wasnβt anyone elseβs business and that you would take a more permanent soft launch approach, private but not secret.
You felt that it was fully justified if you bought yourself a little emotional support whale to calm your anxiety at matches and regarding the hate you did receive on social media, or so you told yourself.
Maybe you just wanted a little stuffed teddy bear, it was really cute after all.
So there you lay, sprawled out on the sofa with the open fire on in Judeβs lounge, a blanket on top of you and some cookies baking in the oven for βJude when he gets backβ.
Your laptop, the bottom slightly warm from being in use, perched on your stomach as you browse through the endless pages on Etsy, the search bar claiming βSmall Crochet Whaleβ.
The expanse of choice would have stumped you, had you not been a student and therefore on a tight budget.
Jude, being the gentleman he is, always tried to treat you. Shower you with gifts and try giving you money whenever youβd go out with your friends, making it βhis treatβ.
The last thing you wanted to do, however, was make him think for a second that thatβs what you were with him for, so of course you always declined.
Seeing the cheapest option, you clicked on the little light yellow whale, deciding it was fate in the sense that the colour matches Judeβs team.
You sign in to Etsy using your email before entering your PIN number from your card.
A large smile pulls across your face as you look at the large words written across your screen.
βOrder Confirmed, check email for further informationβ
You closed your laptop just as you hear the keys jingling in the door.
βLove? Iβm home!β You hear Judeβs deep voice shout, his accent thick as the tiredness makes itself apparent.
βIβm here!β You call back to him, hearing his footsteps before seeing his face in front of you, leaning over the sofa.
He leans down towards you before pressing a kiss to your lips in some sort of Spider-man style given the position you two are in.
βHow was your day?β You ask your boyfriend sweetly, pulling him round to sit on the now empty space on the sofa, after moving your legs into a crossed position and sitting up.
βIt was okay, im just so tiredβ he says as he cups your face with his hand, the expanse of your cheek becoming slightly cold as his thumb brushes delicately over your cheek.
βWell luckily for you, I made cookies. Fancy one with a cup of tea?β You ask and instantly a smile is spread across his face.
βDo I ever tell you how much I love you?β He teases, his hand grabbing yours as you try to get up and walk to the kitchen, pulling you to stand between his legs as he spreads them slightly.
βNo I donβt think so?β You tease sarcastically, lying through your teeth knowing full well he tells you any chance he gets.
βWell I Love you, so muchβ he says as he puts his hands on your hips and pulls you into him for a hug.
Eventually you pull away but pull him up as you do so.
βCome on, they should be done misterβ you say to him and walk away leaving him trailing behind you like a lost puppy.
βOi! Say it back!β He says as you laugh and begin to run towards the kitchen, hearing him follow you before you are scooped up into the air and span around as your boyfriend lifts you off your feet.
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βYou did what?β Jude laughs loudly, his half eaten cookie now being discarded on the little plate next to his mug of tea.
βI ordered a little whaleβ you say, a pout forming at your lips as you show him a screenshot of the whale plushie.
βAre you being serious? Why?β He laughs but he canβt help but melt slightly at the sight of you all pouty.
βIt was cute, it smells of lavender, and it reminds me of youβ you say smiling.
βOi. Because itβs a whale it reminds you of me?β Jude says, dramatically slapping his hand to his chest in mock offence.
βNo! You idiotβ you laugh as you ball up a napkin and throw it at him.
He smiles at your laugh as he looks at you adoringly, loving that you care so much about a stupid little yellow whale.
-
Later on, the two of you lay in bed, the curtains firmly drawn shut as the day beings to fade out, the both of you scrolling through your phones, Jude occasionally showing you a tiktok he finds funny.
You decided to check your emails, checking when the whale will arrive.
You open the email to find the words: βdownload your order hereβ
Your brows furrow in confusion.
What did it mean, download your order?
You click download and open the file to see a tutorial on how to make a crochet whale, a step by step guide.
You shake your head slightly before opening Etsy on your phone.
You type in the same thing before finding the supplier you ordered from.
You click on the tab and read again to see that the thing you ordered, was a pattern and step-by-step guide.
Not a crochet baby whale.
Instantly, your eyes begin to sting with tears.
Not only with embarrassment but also disappointment. You werenβt going to get your plushie in the end but also you wasted your precious money, money which you worked over time, along with your studies to earn.
Upon hearing a slight sniffle, Jude instantly turns to look at you to make sure youβre okay.
Seeing a tear roll down your cheek, he immediately sits up to look at you.
βLove? Whatβs wrong?β He says as his thumb brushes away your tears gently.
βI didnβt order the actual whaleβ you sniff, βI offered a tutorial of how to make the whaleβ
Jude stares at you blankly as you look up at him with watery eyes.
His mouth twitched slightly as the skin around his eyes crease.
βJudeβ and thatβs all it takes.
Laughter immediately fills the room as your boyfriend throws his head back as chuckles rip through his body.
You stare at him blankly now, both taken off guard but not entirely surprised by his behaviour.
That still didnβt stop more tears from spilling out your eyes though.
βOh baby I didnβt mean itβ he says as he looks at you and pulls you into his chest, both arms wrapped around your frame.
βIβm so sad, I really wanted that whaleβ you say, your speech broken up by deep breaths.
βHow could you be so naΓ―ve, for that price you were never going to get one?β Jude says, his voice sweet and dripping with love, no malice intended.
βI donβt know, I just wanted to save moneyβ you say as you rest your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
βWell you know Iβd buy you the world, a whale wonβt hurtβ he says as he kisses your forehead leaving you drifting off to sleep with a smile.
-
A few days later, back at your own home, a parcel turns up at your door.
You take it back into your room before opening it.
Inside is a note reading: βI told you, Iβd give you everything you want and moreβ
You smile before unwrapping the gift to find multiple crochet whales of all colours and sizes, a hint of lavender floating through the air.
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pairing: charles leclerc x reader
summary: yn and charles do the popular tiktok trend where they confess secrets to each other, "judgement free." [its the same summary as the lando one, pls don't kill me πͺ]
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Charles was no stranger to TikTok. He wasn't obsessed with it like some of the people around him, but he went on it every now and thenβenough to keep up with some of the trends.
He was aware of the "we listen and we don't judge" trend. He saw a couple videos, Lando and his girlfriend's included.
So when his girlfriend asked him to take part in the trend, it didn't take much for him to be convinced.
Y/N and Charles came up with their confessions during dinner. There were occasional laughs from one of them, causing the other to grow curious and eager for them to share.
When they were both done, they moved to the couch and Y/N set her phone up in front of them.
"We listen and we don't judge," they say in unison.
They agreed that Y/N would go first.
"When you wake up late, I pretend I just woke up too so you don't get mad I let you oversleep."
"You let me oversleep?!" he gasps.
"I mean I try and shake you awake but you're a deep sleeper," she says, laughing.
"We listen and we don't judge."
"When I say 'Oh, I didn't see your text,' I just didn't feel like replying yet." "Oh, my...Charles!" she says, laughing.
"In my defense, I do it to everyone, not just you," he says, trying to save himself.
"We listen and we don't judge."
"When you're mad or frustrated, I ask if you're hungry to distract you."
Charles starts cackling.
"It works every time," he admits in realization.
"We listen and we don't judge."
βSometimes, if weβre arguing and I realize youβre right, Iβll keep going just because I donβt want to lose.β
"Charles! That's kinda toxic," she gasps.
"I don't do it for the serious stuff! Just the silly, little fights," he tells her.
"We listen and we don't judge."
"If you ask me what I want to eat and I say βsurprise me,β I have a very specific meal in mind and will be disappointed if you guess wrong."
"Yeah, I think in the back of my head I always knew that," Charles says.
"We listen and we don't judge."
"Sometimes I use your little towels to dry my hands," he reveals.
"My face towels?" she shrieks. "Charles! That's disgusting, I wash my face with those."
"We listen and we don't judge," Charles says by himself this time.
"Remember that sim race a couple years ago against Max and a couple of your friends? Max paid me to unplug the rig if you were beating him." Charles' jaw drops dramatically, the smile gone from his face.
"You told me the power went out! Max still holds that over my head!"
He stands with his hands behind his head. Y/N moves the camera to capture his shock.
"I have to call him," he says, pulling out his phone. "That little shit."
The sound of the dial tone ringing and Y/N's giggles fill the room.
"Why would you listen to him?" he asks her, hysterically.
"Oop, gotta go guys," she ends the video.
She puts her phone down and covers her mouth to conceal her smile.
Charles stares at his phone, pacing back and forth as it rings. Y/N watches, biting her lip to keep from laughing.
"Max," Charles says the second the line connects. "Did you pay my girlfriend to sabotage me in that sim race?"
Thereβs a pause, then Maxβs laughter crackles through the speaker. βOh, she finally told you? I thought sheβd take that secret to the grave.β
Y/N lets out a snort, which only fuels Charles' disbelief. βYou think this is funny? I lost!"
"You were gonna lose anyway," Max says, smug.
"I was ahead!"
"For, like, five laps."
"I cannot believe this! You betrayed me," he says pointing to Y/N.
"And you," Charles turns back to his phone, voice rising in indignation, "are a dirty cheater, Verstappen."
Max just laughs. "Oh, come on, mate. It was harmless fun. Besides, Y/N was surprisingly easy to convince."
Charles turns to Y/N, eyes narrowing. "How much did he pay you?"
Y/N presses her lips together, hesitating. "...Enough."
Charles scoffs. "Enough?"
Max hums in approval. βSee, she knows the value of a good business deal. I respect it.β
Y/N shrugs. "In my defense, I was young and impressionable."
"It was two years ago," Charles deadpans.
Y/N winces. "Yeah, but in relationship years, thatβs, like...forever ago."
Charles groans, dropping onto the couch like he's just been stabbed. "I need new friends. And a newβ"
Y/N cuts him off with a kiss to his cheek. βCareful, chΓ©ri, you donβt want me taking another offer.β
Charles' eyes widen. "Max."
Max cackles. "Relax, mate. But, uhβ¦if she ever wants to switch teams, my DMs are open.β
Charles hangs up instantly, glaring at Y/N, whoβs now doubled over in laughter.
βYouβre both evil.β
She grins, poking his side. βBut you love me.β
Charles groans dramatically, flopping onto her lap. βUnfortunately.β
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summary: when sirius found out that bellatrix lestrange was having a daughter, he did everything in his power to protect her. he never met her until one day she showed up at his doorstep the same way he had at the potters. wc: 1.3k+
Sirius had seen this film before. Or rather, he had lived through it. A hesitant figure in the doorway, standing in the freezing cold with dried blood coating their clothes.
Despite your injured and tired state, having run for miles without stopping β too afraid to stop, never stopping β you were hesitant that your promised safe haven wouldnβt welcome you.
Sirius recognised you by your hair. It had always been a staple in the family. He had it, so did his brother and his cousins. Your motherβs cousin had never met you, but from the moment you were born, he knew you were another victim of the Black family. He looked at your destructed state: dead eyes with tear stained cheeks, face painted with exhaustion, expensive gown torn and dirty in areas from the way youβd run through the woods, losing your unconventional heels in the process.
Sirius was glad he sent you those letters. One letter a month during all twelve years of his stay in azkaban sent to you with a single address βNΒ°12 Grimmauld Placeβ, just in case you needed it, and finally, you took his silent advice. It was worth it, and seeing you now, Sirius knew that he hadn't wasted his only permitted letters out of the prison. Sirius moved out of the doorway, the air knocked out of his chest at the sight of you; he was literally looking back at himself. You stepped inside, tears silently running down your face, the lack of expression on your features worrying Sirius as he caught sight of your bloody feet, cut up by rocks and twigs, painted with mud.
You froze in the entryway at the sound of loud voices down the hall, shoulders tensing up. Sirius sighed.
Unfortunately for you, you had an audience.
βSirius, who is it?β A familiar voice called out, footsteps following her words, and you immediately spun around, ready to walk back out of the house, but Sirius gently caught you by the arms, a reassuring look on his face. Sirius let go of you, nodding his head towards the inside of the house. When you turned around, you met Professor McGonagallβs worried gaze. The woman stood in front of you with an anxious expression, her arms uncrossing in front of her to put a comforting arm on your shoulder.
In the kitchen, the Order of the Phoenix meeting came to a stop, all the adults keeping an ear out for any commotion happening, revealing hints of the narrative outside. You winced as you stepped deeper into the house, the adrenaline that had allowed you to travel so far now wearing off, causing you to feel the consequences of your escape. Sirius didnβt ask you what happened, only sitting you down in the living room and letting you embrace the silence.
Sirius hesitated.
When he had run away to the Potters, he was held. Held as he cried, held as he shared his story. Held even as the Potters healed him. But Sirius didnβt know if he should hold you. After all, Sirius had never even met you.
But as the silence was interrupted, loud voices breaking the tension in the room, your eyes finally left the floor, a look of panic settling on your face as you recognised the familiar instrument of your boyfriend's voice. Sirius furrowed his eyebrows, quickly looking at the teenagers exchanging jokes as they rushed down the staircase. Sirius made an uncomfortable noise in his throat, but McGonagall was quickly taking care of it, approaching the teenagers and spreading her arms wide to stop them from entering the living room. All the jokes immediately subsided, and Sirius instantly assumed that the deputy headmistress held her signature glare.
Sirius looked back at you, watching as the tears sped down your cheeks, your face finally projecting all the different emotions youβd felt all night as you caught sight of the person whose comfort you so desperately sought. Finally, a loud sob wracked your chest, and Sirius felt his own lungs constricting him from taking a deep breath. βMr. Weasley, give her some space!β professor McGonagallβs words died down as Ron Weasley pushed past her, speeding his pace up to run up to you, immediately falling to his knees in front of you when he reached you.
βSweetheart?β
Siriusβs head snapped towards McGonagall as Ron uttered those words, eyes going wide in shock. He felt like he was going to throw up, watching Ron eagerly push himself up to sit on the couch next to you, wrapping his arms around you and tugging you closer to him.
You desperately clung onto Ron, gripping his jumper as you sobbed into his chest, hiding your face from him and the rest of your audience. Professor McGonagall ushered the watchful teenagers into the kitchen with the rest of the Order members, leaving you alone with your boyfriend and Sirius. Sirius stood up on shaky legs, walking to stand near the exit of the room. He didnβt want to leave the two of you alone in case something happened, but he wanted to give you the impression of privacy. βMy love,β Ron muttered into your hair, voice shaking, caressing a hand over your back to soothe you. βDo you want to talk about it?β You didnβt reply, pulling away to wipe your cheeks aggressively before wincing at your own force, a familiar ache from the building bruise on your face.
βI, she-β You were interrupted by your own hiccup. βThey tried making get the dark mark. I couldn't-β Ron swallowed thickly as you cut yourself off with a heartbreaking sob. You had given him little enough explanation to leave your punishment open to the imagination, but if it was rough enough to finally drive you away from your abusive home, he knew it had to be bad.
Ron had seen you come back to Hogwarts after holidays in the past, wearing heavier makeup than usual. Heβd always think you looked gorgeous, ready to kiss the makeup off your skin, before remembering the occasions on which youβd wear such a mask. Heβd come into your room, searching for kisses from his girlfriend to find you bear-faced, bruises littered across your skin. Over the next year, heβd learned not to say anything, instead pressing soft kisses on your skin, his arms wrapped around you as you laid in bed, serenading you into the first comfortable sleep youβd had in weeks.
Now, holding you in his arms as you sobbed, Ron wasnβt sure heβd be capable of lulling you into any kind of sleep. You never entertained the idea of running away, of breaking away from the dark side. But you had seen your opportunity for a better life, and took it. After all, your whole family would be distracted at tonight's gala with all the guests, and you had slipped away after all the introductions.
They wouldn't notice your absence for hours.
Ron loosened his arms from around your torso as you tried pulling away from him, looking straight at him with a melancholic look on your face, as though taking in every single one of his handsome features. You used your grip on Ronβs jumper to pull him closer to you, locking lips with him. You sighed in satisfaction, leaning into Ronβs touch as he cupped one of your cheeks, pulling away and mumbling βLets get you changed, yeah?β You nodded wordlessly, letting Ron firmly wrap an arm around your waist to help you limp across the room, pausing in the doorway as your eyes lingered on Sirius, offering him a silent βthank youβ as your eyes watered gratefully.
βWelcome home.β Sirius muttered to you quietly, and you finally turned away from him for Ron to help you up the stairs. He shut the door behind you, running his hands down your back before reaching for the zipper of your dress and tugging down slightly. βCan I?β You nodded, holding your dress to your chest as Ron undid your zipper, disappearing into the bathroom to fetch you a towel. You wrapped the towel around your body, letting your dress fall to the floor as you followed Ron back into the bathroom. Your boyfriend averted his gaze as you unravelled the towel from your body, stepping into the bathtub and letting the tub fill up with water, the warm liquid engulfing your body. Ron sat on the floor on the other side of the tub, one hand caressing your frizzy hair, but he didnβt seem to mind, mumbling words like βYouβre safe hereβ and βI love you so much.β It was only as you were finally dozing off that you heard Ron mutter. βCome on sweetheart, donβt want you to get sick.β
Half-asleep, you wore the clothes Ron gave you, climbing into the mysterious bed with him by your side and falling into a gentle sleep, the worried furrow between your brow never subsiding. When Sirius finally gathered the courage to come upstairs and knock on the door, he found you with Ron carefully holding your arm up, running his fingers over the scabs that would leave a scar on your arm with the word βtraitorβ etched into your skin.
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β SLEEPY KISSES
summary: rafe is extra clingy when heβs half asleep, and he loves to shower you with kisses before going to bed.
he was always so clingy when he was sleepy. his half asleep state was the most adorable thing youΒ΄ve ever seen.
he climbed into bed with you, with a soft grunt. his cheek squishing against the pillow, as he stared at you with those sleepy beautiful blue eyes, admiring you silently. "You going to sleep?" you asked, looking down at him, your fingers reaching over and giving his head a soft little massage.
a small hum left his lips as he felt your fingers "yeah." he mumbled, his voice a silent whisper, you let out a small giggle "Goodnight, baby." you said in a loving voice. he frowned "i gotta give you goodnight kisses though." he stated as he propped himself up on his elbows
"you can barely keep your eyes open," you teased, his pout deepened.
He shook his head "donΒ΄t matter, baby." he mumbled, his face was just inches from yours.
Before you could respond, his lips found yours in the softest, sweetest kiss. It was slow and lazy, just like him in that moment, warm and full of affection. He pulled back only slightly, his blue eyes fluttering half-open again as he whispered, βGoodnight kiss number one.β he smiled lazily
His lips moving across your cheek, pressing soft kisses all around your face.
he kissed you again, this time a little longer, with his fingers lazily grazing your arm. βgoodnight kiss number two.β you chuckled "how many more?" you smiled, as his lips moved over to press more kisses all over your face
"one more." his voice quiet and lazy. He kissed you again, this time more passionate, and longer than the others. "goodnight kiss number three." he smiled against your lips, as he pulled away, and shut his eyes.
heβd already collapsed halfway onto you, his head resting against your chest, his breathing slowing.
His stubbornness gave way to sleep, and you couldnβt help but smile as you ran your fingers through his buzzed hair, whispering, βgoodnight, rafe.β
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A/n: thank u for the request I love it!! @ghostlythinggoingaround
Warnings: swearing, sofia is insecure abt herself. other than that, nothing really
Word count: 1,317
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"Who are you looking at?" JJ asked, his curiosity piqued as he followed Sofia's intense gaze across the room. His eyes landed on Rafe, who stood by the pool table, exuding his usual air of arrogance. JJ let out a loud sigh and turned back to Sofia, concern etched on his face.
"Sof, you gotta stop," he said, frowning deeply. Sofia looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her hands mechanically wiping the glasses clean behind the bar. "Stop with what?" she asked, her voice tinged with feigned ignorance.
"Thinking you have a chance with Rafe," JJ replied bluntly. Sofia's hands paused for a brief moment before she resumed her task, her shoulders tensing. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like thatβwell, I did, butβ" JJ stammered, his voice trailing off as he noticed the sadness clouding her eyes.
He sighed heavily, "Rafe doesn't do relationships, you know that, right? He'll string you along and then break your heart. Besides, he's a jackass." JJ scoffed, his eyes flicking back to Rafe, who was now laughing loudly with a group of friends.
"Who's a jackass?" a familiar voice chimed in from behind them. JJ and Sofia turned to find Sarah, John B, and Pope approaching the bar. Sarah settled into a bar stool beside JJ, her expression a mix of amusement and exasperation.
"Your brother," JJ stated, his tone flat. Sarah snorted, rolling her eyes dramatically. "He's worse, trust me," she said, her eyes shifting to Sofia with a knowing look. "Don't tell me you still like Rafe?" Sarah raised an eyebrow, her voice laced with incredulity.
Sofia swallowed hard, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Sofβ" Sarah began, but Sofia cut her off. "Don't. JJ's already said enough," she sighed, placing the last glass back on the rack before leaning against the counter, her posture defeated. "I just don't understand why he doesn't do relationships."
"Commitment issues, probably," Pope suggested, his eyes following the group's collective gaze towards Rafe, who was in conversation with Topper. "He's got way more issuesβ" John B started, but Sofia shushed him urgently.
"Stop, he's coming this way!" she whisper-yelled, quickly pretending to be busy as Rafe sauntered over. Rafe walked past them all without a second glance, his attention solely focused on the bartender at the far end of the counter. Sofia took a deep breath, mustering her courage as she approached him, ready to offer her service.
But just as she reached him, Rafe glanced her way, his expression indifferent, and turned to the other bartender to place his order. Sofia's heart sank, and she turned back to her friends, who were watching her with sympathetic eyes.
"See? He's an asshole, Sof. Don't waste your time on him," Sarah advised, her voice softening as she watched Sofia's sullen expression. "I guess," Sofia murmured, her gaze lingering on Rafe for a moment longer.
~
"What time do you get off? I was thinking we could have a fire tonight and have drinks at the chateau," John B suggested, leaning casually against the bar. "I'll be off at seven, and that sounds great," Sofia replied with a bright smile. The others chimed in with their agreement, the excitement of the plan evident in their voices.
Out of the corner of her eye, Sofia noticed you standing by the counter, catching her attention. "I'll be back," she said to her friends, making her way over to you with a welcoming smile. "Hey, can I get you something?" Sofia asked, her eyes meeting yours as you lifted your gaze from your phone, a friendly smile on your lips.
"Hi! Can I just get a Long Island Iced Tea, please?" you replied. "Sure, coming right up," she said, her smile widening as she turned to prepare the drink. As she mixed the ingredients, Sofia couldn't help but steal glances at you. Your natural beauty seemed effortless, and she felt a pang of envy. Your perfectly styled hair, flawless skin, and confident demeanor made her acutely aware of her own insecurities.
"That's a gorgeous necklace you got there," Sofia remarked, her eyes lingering on the shimmering pendant that caught the light with every movement. You smiled warmly, your fingers instinctively reaching up to toy with the delicate chain. Sofia's gaze remained fixed, silently estimating its worth and admiring its intricate design.
"Thanks, my boyfriend gave it to me for my birthday," you chuckled, a note of fondness in your voice. Sofia nodded with a smile, though her eyes betrayed a flicker of envy. She turned back to prepare your drink, but you called out, "Babe, did you want anything?"
Sofia's eyes widened in surprise as she turned and saw Rafe standing beside you, his arm protectively draped over your shoulder. "Whatever you're getting," he replied smoothly, planting a soft kiss on your forehead. You smiled at Sofia, who struggled to mask her shock and disbelief.
"Can I get another one, please?" you asked, your tone polite and cheerful. Sofia's eyes darted between you and Rafe, her heart sinking as she realized the truth: your boyfriend was Rafe, the guy who supposedly never did relationships. The realization hit her hard, leaving her momentarily stunned.
Rafe noticed the awkward silence and turned his attention to Sofia, who still held your drink. "Are you just gonna stand there?" he asked, raising an eyebrow with a hint of impatience.
Your eyes widened in embarrassment. "Don't be rude," you whispered to him, trying to diffuse the tension. Snapping out of her daze, Sofia mumbled, "Sorry," and placed your drink on the counter with a clatter, spilling some of its contents in her haste.
As she prepared the next drink, Sofia couldn't help but eavesdrop on your conversation with Rafe. "Do you wanna do anything this afternoon?" Rafe asked, his arms wrapped securely around your waist. "Got any ideas?" you chuckled, resting your hands on his arms, feeling the warmth of his embrace.
"Could take the boat out and have dinner?" he suggested, causing your smile to widen with excitement. "That sounds greatβ" you began, but were interrupted by a loud thud. "There's your drink," Sofia said, pushing the glass toward you with a bit more force than intended. You thanked her and reached for your card, but Rafe quickly swatted your hand away.
"Don't even," Rafe said playfully, making you sigh jokingly. "Rafeβ" you started, but he cut you off, chuckling. "You know to just put it on my tab." Sofia's annoyance bubbled over, her fingers tapping rapidly on the counter in frustration. "Just put it on my tab, Cameron," Rafe repeated, not even glancing at her as he took both drinks.
βThanks again,β you said with a polite smile to Sofia before walking off with Rafe. From behind the bar, Sofia watched with a mix of emotions as you settled onto Rafeβs lap, his arms wrapping around your waist. Laughter bubbled up between you, triggered by something one of your friends said, a scene that ignited jealousy and heartache in Sofia.
She exhaled shakily before returning to her friends, attempting to distract herself from the sight. Unbeknownst to Sofia, her friends had witnessed the entire scene. βDid you not know?β Sofia asked Sarah, wiping down the bar in an effort to focus her thoughts. Sarah hesitated before responding, her expression conflicted. βI didβ¦β she trailed off.
βWhy didnβt you tell me?β Sofiaβs voice quivered with confusion and hurt, her brows furrowing. βI didnβt know they were together!β Sarahβs voice was defensive yet apologetic. βI thought they were just hooking up, but I guess notβ¦β She shrugged, a look of regret crossing her face.
βHow long?β Sofia finally spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper. Sarah hesitated, meeting Sofiaβs gaze for a fleeting moment before answering, βAbout a month, now?β Sofia fell silent, her lips pressed tightly together as she struggled to maintain her composure. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them back, refusing to let them spill over.
βShit. Theyβre even matching clothes and everything,β Pope muttered under his breath, the disbelief evident in his voice. His words were abruptly silenced by a firm slap from John B on his chest.
βSofiaβ¦β JJ began, his tone soft and filled with concern. But Sofia, determined not to let her emotions show, dismissed him with a wave of her hand. A solitary tear had slipped down her cheek, betraying her true feelings, which she quickly wiped away.
βIβm fine,β she insisted, forcing a smile that didnβt quite reach her eyes. βThey look good together anyway,β she added, casting a fleeting glance at you and Rafe. The sight of you both seemed to sting, but she tried to mask it.
Clearing her throat, Sofia straightened up, striving to maintain her composure. βIβm just gonna go back to work,β she said, her voice steadying as she turned away. With a final, determined breath, she walked off, leaving her friends behind, trying to hold herself together.
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Summary:Β Fernando boasts about his step-sons to anyone who will listen. So, when you realise you want more, he's confused why your little family is no longer enough.
Warnings: angst, slight age gap. i pictured reader about 35
Requested: no
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fernandoalo_official not been an easy weekend so far but itβs made easier when one of my favourite people is in the paddock
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jensonbutton but iβm not working this weekend?
β lance_stroll we all know iβm his other favourite person
β fernandoalo_official no, the twins are
β user1 step dad nando has my whole heart
β yn_ln mine too!Β
user2 a hug from fernando would heal me
β user3 a hug from y/n would heal me
yn_ln weekends where i get to see you are my favourite
β user4 i will never be normal about these twoΒ
β user5 itβs the fact that he watches the f2 races because it gives him an excuse to hang out with y/nΒ
astonmartinf1 our favourite coupleΒ
user6 need fernando to win now that heβs had his good luck hugΒ
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yn_ln back on track for the twins. both my boys did a wonderful job with high position finishesβ¦ oh and they were visited by an enthusiastic fan π
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fernandoalo_official iβll be getting you in one of those karts nextΒ
β yn_ln thatβs going to take a lot of convincing, nandoΒ
β fernandoalo_official i can think of a few ways, mi vida
β landonorris ew
β user7 mi vida!! i will never be normal about these twoΒ
aussiegrit howβd he get his hair that tallΒ
β astonmartinf1 itβs so full of secretsΒ
fa_alonsokart calling the boss an enthusiastic fan is such a power move
β user8 the fact that he let her and didnβt comment on it thoΒ
lance_stroll they'll be taking his seat soon enough
user9 love how supportive fernando is of his step-sons
β user10 he literally started a karting school so that he could help their karting careers
β user11 the dad that stepped up
user1 whatβs your favourite fa14 fact? mine is that he fell in love with y/n l/n, realised she had twins and immediately started enacting project alonsoΒ
β user2 no because the twins were 11 when he met them and now theyβre 15 and looking at f3 seatsΒ
user3 this is what iβve been saying. fernando doesnβt just love y/n, he loves her children just as much, if not more
user4 fernando alonso puts all other step-dads to shame because he is always there for them, no matter how busy his life is
user5 i really need fernando to hurry up and propose because that is his family
β user6 yes! he needs to make project alonso official by giving them all his last name
β user7 and then more babies! Β
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user8 why was this the cutest thing said by anyone ever. like those are his boysΒ
user9 wait, so does this mean he doesnβt want kids?
user10 the way he cut that interviewer off because that his family whether they share blood or not
β user11 i read it as he didnβt want to talk about it any more because he doesnβt want more kids and maybe he and y/n havenβt talked about it yetΒ
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yn_ln an empty house for the week makes me realise that i miss hearing about carsΒ
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user1 aw are the flowers from fernando?
kellypiquet max keeps trying to convince me to get another cat. donβt let him see this
β maxverstappen1 too lateΒ
user2 wait, why isnβt she spending summer break with nando?
β user3 because heβs on holidayΒ
β user2 without her?Β
β user4 they donβt have to spend every minute together. heβs allowed to have a breakΒ
user5 guys, y/n and fernando donβt follow each other anymore?
β user6 i thought you were lying but then i checked and itβs true :(Β
β user7 oh that captions hit extra hard
user8 no because her entire life is racing and now that itβs not there, she realises she misses it
β user9 she misses him
user10 iβm so confused. they were so in love like two weeks ago. what happened?
user11 no because i canβt imagine seeing fernando without y/n
user12 is he still going to support the twins?Β
user13 but you were supposed to get married to fernando and have lots of little alonsoβs
β user14 maybe one of them didnβt want thatΒ
β user15 canβt imagine it being alonso, he thinks the world of the twins
β user16 true. he does mention them in almost every interviewΒ
user1 when i remembered f2 were racing this weekend, i was so happy because that meant y/n and nando content and then i remembered theyβd broken up
β user2 all the tweets on here are tearing my heart out as wellΒ
user3 theyβve not spoken to each other once today
user4 yes she walked straight past him but thereβs clips of her entire face crumpling as soon as sheβs past him
β user5 yes! i saw that. her colleague had to usher her into the garage before she started cryingΒ
user6 the fact that fernando spent the entire time watching her though
β user7 even when people were talking to him, he was full on staring at her
β user8 brokenhearted lover boy made no attempts to hide itΒ
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You closed your books and moved to file them away in your bag after your weekly tutoring session had wrapped for the day.Β
βSo.. I was thinking about going down to the pier this fridayβyou know, arcade.. pizza.. that sort of thing..β The younger brotherβs sheepish attempts to ask you out went unnoticed as your senses honed onto one thing and one thing alone: Malachai Parker. His spiced mahogany musk wafts past your nose as a calling card before the man himself stepped into the kitchen. You canβt bring yourself to look directly at him unless you can play it off as innocent curiosity, so it was mostly from your peripheral view that you caught the way his gray eyes shifted to blue in the most ideal of lighting, the way his fingers were almost always adorned with at least a couple chunky rings, his cropped dark hair that was styled lightly with gel.Β
He moves to open the fridge and pulls out half a litre of soda, a cold slice of pizza then goes into the cabinet for a box of twinkies and a bag of pork rinds. With his arms full of junk food, he carries the slice of pizza between his teeth and as he turns to depart, your eyes briefly meet before yours dart away into your lap. His audible sneer reaches you as he disappears back into his cave, dragging your dignity away with him.
Youβd be mortified if his presence didnβt give you butterflies. It was the first time he ever really acknowledged your existence. Kai usually stayed away, but on the off chance you crossed paths, he never even looked in your direction. It was something you began to internalize after a while, like he mustβve thought you were too much of a goodie goodie, a lame, a narc.
Eye contact, however brief, was a major step up from whatever spirit of awkwardness haunted his first impressions of you.Β
It happened when your parents brought you to the Parker household. They were looking for someone to tutor you in spellcasting sinceβas they put itβyour magic was underdeveloped, their delicate way of saying they worried you were a dudβthe worst thing you can be in a powerful family of witches. They hoped the natural prowess of one of the Parker kids would rub off on you. Kai came down during the meeting and you moved to introduce yourself but he looked right past you and walked away without a word. Not a moment later, his father formally introduced you to his younger brother Joey, and he became your tutor.
Joeyβs glower follows his brother out of the room.Β
βHeβs so inconsiderate,β he mutters.
β.. completely,β you half-heartedly agree.
βSo, back to what I was saying.. do you happen to be free Friday night?βΒ
βFor what?β You ask genuinely.
β... to go to the pier?βΒ
βOh, Yeah! Totally free.. I mean, Iβd have to ask my parents first, but Iβm sure theyβll be okay with it, granted Iβm back before curfew..βΒ
βAwesome! No, yeah. Youβll be back with plenty of time.β He grins like a fool while walking you out.
Your parents adored Joey so it came as no surprise when they said you could go. He was a parentβs dream for their 18 year old daughter, about as straight and narrow as they come with his sweater vests and penchant for punctuality. But nothing could ever make you see him as anything more than a friend, if thatβwhen his brother came around, he was completely invisible to you.
The ever considerate Joey left a message on your answering machine Wednesday night to let you know that your plans fell through because he had a training retreat that weekend with his family. The change of plans didnβt bother you a bit considering he wasnβt the Parker boy you wanted to be spending an evening on the pier with in the first place but since you didnβt hear the message until Friday morning, you had to rush over to the house to drop off the grimoire he let your borrow, hoping you could catch him in time.
You park and ring the doorbell once, then again when no one answers. Youβre about to ring it a third time when the door opens.. to the brother you werenβt expecting. Kai was still yawning and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes at 10:30am. His perfect hair a tousled mess of short tresses, pieces stuck to his forehead. You could almost imagine waking up to that.
βYes..?β his raspy voice, lilt with annoyance, interrupts your mindless gawking.
βIs Joey here?β you pipe up.Β
βNope, just missed him,β he gives a flippant eye roll.
You let out a sigh, βbutβI came to give him his spell book.β You try to hand him the heavy grimoire but he steps aside. βIβm not a drop box, just come in and put it in his room.β
Shaking off his rudeness, you come inside. You knew the way to Joeyβs room, having often studied in there, with the door open, of course and only on the bean bag chairs. Truly, the only parents youβd ever encountered stricter than yours were theirsβor at least their father. He treated magic study as serious as death, hence why Joey and his other siblings were spending their weekend on a training retreat. All of them except Kai, but Kai was different and no one outside the family understood the details of his.. condition. Not even you.
After placing the grimoire on his desk, you move to head back downstairs to leave, but stop at the door jamb when you hear Kaiβs voice. His back to you as he leans against the wall, the phone to his ear.Β
βYeah.. babe.. no.. no.. next time Iβll give you oneβyeahβsomewhere you canβt cover.. Iβd like that.. β his low voice dripping with vocal fry, lewd words creating a faint throb between your thighs as your nails dug into the old paint on the wall.
βHey, San-Sandy, Iβm gonna call you back.β he hangs the phone on the receiver and slips his address book into his back pocket, likely full of the names and numbers of a roster of different girls heβs seeing.Β
βEnjoy that? Hope that gave you enough to flick your bean to tonight..β he snorts.Β
βI uhβEXCUSE ME?β you donβt know what to say, feet fixed to the floor as he stalks over to you.
βCβmon, how dumb do you think I am? You donβt think I know that you dig on me?β his eyes cut to you with a taunting edge, drinking in your shrinking flustered form. βJoeyβs been trying to ask you out for weeks now, even asked Dad for permission.. but youβre too obsessed with me to notice,β he gives a deep bitter sigh, βEveryone wants what they canβt have.β
βThatβs notββΒ
βI think itβs kinda cute.. but I prefer a girl with more..β he pauses briefly to think, pushing his lips forward, β.. substance, you know? Donβt get me wrong, youβre not completely unfuckable, but youβre no Pamela Anderson either..β His critical gaze rakes down your body, making you shamefully aware of yourselfβyou werenβt exactly the picture of sexiness, any semblance of your feminine silhouette swallowed up by your soft knitted sweater.
Satisfied, he spun around to leave you to stew in your humiliation, but you refuse to let him off that easily.Β
βYouβre such a jerk! No wonder no one wants to be near you!β
He flashes you his middle finger before continuing on his way.
You gasp at his vulgarity as your rage boils over, shouting at him, βFuck you Malachai!β You stomp toward the stairs but he grabs hold of your arms and pushes against the wall, pinning you with his body.
You take a shallow breath as he mouth comes down, just to ghost above yours, a threatening glint in his stormy blues.Β
βWatch your mouth,β he snarls. Everyone knew that Kai hated his birth name, so you decided to hit him where it hurt.Β
βYou firstββ you bite back.
βI didnβt say anything that wasnβt true. Youβre obsessed with me.. and if you shut up right now.. I might just let you kiss me..β he taps his cheek, βhere.. or..β he taps his lips, β..right here.βΒ
Your skin bristles with goosebumps as the heat in your body rises to your ears and you slump against the wall, ducking down to hide your face from him.
βOh my god, youβve never been kissed before, have you?βΒ
You have nothing to say.Β
He mutters, βwell this just gets better and better.βΒ
Your frown deepens, βhow incredibly presumptuous to think I'd wanna waste my first kiss on a jerk like you.β
His fingers grab hold of your chin, tilting your face to meet his, βbecause Iβm your crush and the fact that I treat you like shit makes you want me even more.. doesnβt it?β you breathe in his words like oxygen before he pressed his lips to yours, letting him deepen it with his tongue, gently coaxing your mouth for access, which you grant willingly, before exploring your mouth.
When he finally withdrew his lips from yours, you couldnβt hide the shock on your face. lips parted, you gasped like a fish out of water.Β
βHow was that?β He shot you a wink before leaving you alone in that hallway.
Youβd take any excuse to go back and see him, the man that occupied your waking thoughts and nightly dreams, the feeling of his lips still vivid in your mind after the passing days. You finally get in the car to head over to the Parker residence on Sunday evening, knowing that the family would return on Monday, leaving you with tonight, your last chance to really talk to him and tell him how you feel.
You had to know if it was possible that the kiss meant something to himβthat perhaps his knees buckled upon contact the same way yours did, that he felt the same fireworks between you. Or maybe you were just delusional, but your heart couldnβt rest until you knew for sure if there was something there.Β
Whatβs the worst that could happen?Β
Your feet carry you from your car to the doorstep before you ring the doorbell.Β
He answers on the first, lips curled into a cocky grin when he catches sight of you.Β
βSorry, I donβt want girl scout cookies-βΒ
βMoveββ you brush past him into the house.
βWhat are you doing here? Came to collect a lock of my hair for your shrine?βΒ
You willfully ignore his quips and take a deep breath, delicately finding your words, βyou kissed me.. last time I was here.βΒ
βI know, I was there,β he chuckled, βIβm a great kisser so I donβt blame you for coming back for seconds..β You narrow your eyes into slits as he adds, βhey, Iβve been thinking about what you said.. about why people avoid me and why I stay away.. Itβs not the reason you think.βΒ
You cross your arms over your chest and countered with a sour face, βoh, Iβm so sure it has nothing to do with your attitude. You think youβre too cool for everyone and everything.β You find yourself becoming frustrated again. Wondering why you let him stir you up like this.
His face fell like a deflated balloon, no sign of that condescending sneer as he grabs you by your elbow, βWhateverβI wouldnβt expect you to understand.. just run on home to mommy and daddy before you miss your curfew and lose your tv privileges,β he pulls you toward the door.Β
βWait!β you snatch your arm back and dig your heels into the floor, βwhy are you always such a dick to me? Iβve only ever been nice to you!β
βI donβt like nice! I like honest and you havenβt been honest once, not with me.βΒ
He searches your eyes and you realize that he saw right through you, perhaps more than anyone else. You performed as the perfect daughter, perfect student, ever-improving witch, but you couldnβt pull the wool over his eyes the same as everyone else and that made your hands shake at your sides. You start to feel cornered by him all over again, all alone in that big house with him.
βWhat do you want me to be honest about?β you sigh.
βYour feelings for me..β
βAlright I like you, okay..β
βWhy did you come here today?β
Now is your chance but you clam up, your darting gaze canβt avoid his vibrant blues, βto talk.. about the kiss. Iβve been thinking about it.. and i feel like..β your voice falters as youβre overtaken by your nerves.
βYes..β he pressed, growing impatient with your shyness.
β..like I want to try it again..βΒ
He reaches up to cup your cheek, running his thumb along your bottom lip, tugging at it as his gaze flits between your mouth and eyes, β... yeah?β
β.. yeah,β you confirm in a hushed whisper.
His lips consume yours, pulling and sucking on your pillowy pout with more ferver than before as your hands latch onto his shoulders, his hands find your waist. Goosebumps shoot across every corner of your skin, but then a thought occurs to you. You reach out and push at his chest, disconnecting from his lips.Β
βWhat?βΒ
βThis was a bad ideaβ¦βΒ
βWhy? Because your parents wouldnβt approve of their precious daughter dating the Parker family screw up?βΒ
βno..β your faint whisper barely reaches him.
βIβm a magic dud, remember? At least when I date mortals I donβt have to be reminded of that.βΒ
βNo!β you grab onto his collar, pulling him to you, βI donβt care about that.. I just.. donβt want you to break my heart.β
The cold rings of his fingers press into your jaw, βThen donβt give it to me.β He releases you but your eyes donβt move from his as his hand trails down your neck, between your quivering breasts, past your belly button and stopping to finger the waistband of your pleated skirt. βGive me everything else instead..βΒ
β.. okay..β your voice came out small on trembling vocal cords.
Heβs back on you, ripping open the buttons of your cardigan, sliding the material down your arms while bathing your neck in unforgiving kissing and love bites that will blossom into marks youβll need to cover in powder tomorrow. He nips at that sweet spot just behind your ear and you let out a sound, the likes of which have never escaped your virgin lips.
You slip your hands under his shirt, feeling the definition of his abs before he reaches back to rid himself of the faded band tee entirely. You could sit there and count the freckles on his skin but heβs pulling you into the nearby laundry room and pinning you to the door. The outline of his cock pokes your thigh as you ruin his hair with your fingers. His grip on your thigh keeps your leg up as he spreads you for the exploration of his hands. It all moves so fast itβs overwhelming, but you donβt want it to stopβyet undecided on how far you want to go with him right now in his dark room surrounded by baskets of laundry. What you do know is you want to get lost in the feel of his rough palms, grabbing and squeezing at whatever flesh he gets his hands on, pulling the straps of your tank down to admire your braβthe black push up one you kept in the back of your drawer for βemergenciesββeven your modest bosom was made to sit beautifully in the lace garment.
His fingers dip into your panties, rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves now soaked in your slick as he works you up. Soft pants and moans leaving your parted lips. He spreads your folds apart, rubbing the length of your slit with his ring finger. You breath hitches upon contact with the cold metal of his chunky ring. He consumes the moans that leak from your mouth, leaving your lips red and swollen.Β
Lost in the eruption of your passions, you both miss the sound of the minivan pulling to the driveway. Itβs only when the front door opens that you realize they came home early. Kai tenses, clasping his hand over your mouth, but he doesnβt stop. You both listen in beyond the door. It sounds like only one person made it inside so far. Kai works two wet fingers into your cunt, the twinge of pain makes your eyes water as your slick walls adjust to the unfamiliar stretch.Β
You groan behind his palm and his stern eyes cut to you. βShh-βΒ
Joey is just outside the laundry room door when he notices Kaiβs t-shirtβsomething that isnβt out of the ordinary for his slovenly older brother, especially when mom wasnβt home to take care of his laundryβbut then he noticed your lavender cardigan. He knew it was yours by the color and if that didnβt give it away, the smell didβjust like your perfume.Β
Your back trembles against the door. Just the slab of wood separating you from complete exposure.Β
Joeyβs voice calls out, βI know youβre fucking my brother you slut! When dad finds out youβre dead, Malachai!β he storms back out the front door.Β
Kai started laughing and you didnβt know why but you did too. His voice pitched up in a squeak when he got mad and it was hard to take him seriously even though you were caught.Β
βIβm telling dad! Heβs such a bitch,β Kai mocks, chuckling to himself.Β
You hear more voices outside the front door and the horny haze lifts instantly. You push away from him, rushing to readjust your skirt and top before heading into the hall to grab your cardigan.Β
βOh my godβ¦ oh my godβ¦ oh my god..β you panic.
βGo out the back,β Kai quirks his head in that direction. You pause to study him. Heβs so calm. Itβs like heβs done this before. The door knob turns and you do as he says, making it out before anyone sees you.
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β₯ pairing: ex!lando norris x fem!reader x oscar piastri
β₯ synopsis: last christmas was vulnerable. even more so after you opened up to your best friend lando and him comforting you turned into his confession of love... but the next morning a picture of his girlfriendβwhom he never told you about, was the first thing you saw. out of what you'd call destiny, you befriend the two people he's closest too: his teammate and his new girlfriend.
β₯ smau - fc: women on pinterest - as always none of the pictures are mine
β₯ warnings: swearing !!!
β₯ a/n: lando is a bit of a dick in this but itβs only bc its important for the plot lmao!Β <3
-Christmas Eve, 2023-
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yourusername when youβre insecure could be me could be her, you just run to whoever is winningΒ
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user1 alright who broke our girlβs heart
user2 iβll break his face
alexandrasaintmleux π«
lilymhe love you π«Ά call me whenever you needΒ
iamrebeccadΒ weβre here for you β€οΈ
user3 guys WHAT HAPPENED π
user4 @/user3 whatever it was is clearly huge because all of the wags are here
user5 oh so this person SUCKS sucks
user6 the sabrina lyrics
user8 SAID THAT IT WAS ME AND YOU FOR LIFE !!
user9 NOW YOURE KINDA ACTIN LIKE I DIED!!
user10 my wife is getting her heart broken by a man π
user11 not the mascara running girl he didn't deserve you anyway whoever he was
carmenmundt if you need anything I'll always be here <3
yourusername ty carmen π
user12 i know lando just hard launched his girlfriend but i hope heβs still able to be there for yn π
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mclaren whoβs ready for bahrain?
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iamimogen me !
β‘ by landonorris
yourusername iβll be there as always <3
oscarpiastri itβs been a while! canβt wait to see you again
user1 awww osc
mclaren what oscar said!!
blondie_wdj @/yourusername youβre always welcome in the garage
user2 being best friends with a driver means your also best friends with his engineer
blondie_wdj @/user2 so true
user3 i canβt wait to see landoβs gf in the paddock
user5 and her and y/n to be friends
user6 I hope there's no tension between them
user7 @/user6 lets not pit women against each other before they've even met !!
user9 where's yn's man
yourusername no idea π
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yourusername after party
tagged; @/oscarpiastri
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user1 STOP is that imogen?
user2 sheβs so hot i fear π«£
oscarpiastri finally made it onto your ig π I used to dream of days like this
yourusername you are now one of my elite employees
user8 the way lando isn't even in the pictures lmaooo
yourusername @/user8 he wasn't approved by the council
user3 so here for ynoscar tbh
user4 that's what I've been SAYING
user5 so glad lando has a gf so yall finally stop shipping her w him and let the oscarinas have something
iamimogen great to meet you π
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-Time Skip-
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f1gossip y/n and imogen were spotted hanging out all night after the monaco grand prix. could this be the beginning of a new friendship?
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user1 I BEG YOUR FINEST PAEDON?!
user4 they're so fucking cute oh my god
user2 i love it when the girl bsf and gf are besties π₯Ή
user9 it's mr steal your girl
user8 Imogen break up with your boyfriend βΌοΈ
user7 yn lando Imogen poly when
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-Hungarian Grand Prix-
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yourusername BUDAPEST, HUNGARY π
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user1 @/oscarpiastri again
user2 how did you recognize him by just his back? π
user3 crying because why is yn posting oscar more than lando posts his girlfriend
user4 RIGHT? I don't think I've seen her once on his main or jpg but Imogen posts him all the time :/
user5 its kind of weird since lando used to post dozens of pictures of yn
user6 anyone else notice that he hasn't liked or commented on any of yn's posts in months or am I insane?
user5 @/user6 YES I HAVE
user8 guys I think they went through a friendship break up or something
user4 @/user8 do you think its because of Imogen?
user8 @/user4 maybe
user6 @/user4 I don't think so since yn is with her all the time. I just haven't seen yn talk to lando publicly since last year
mclaren it's always nice to see you!
yourusername valid: all days paddock pass when?
mclaren π
user9 hungary is such a random race to go to lol
user10 she's mclaren's good luck charm trust
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yourusername YESSSSiogvdrs;okfeLI
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user1 SHES SO US
user7 SCREAMING
user3 ARE WE GONNA TALK ABOUT THE FACT THEY LET YN STAND DOWN THERE
user2 honorary wag !!
user4 oh the sheer amount of pictures she took of him
user5 that's a proud girlfriend if I've ever seen one
user6 she didn't even greet lando...
user10 she was probably caught up in the moment
user6 @/user10 me when I lie
user10 HELPPP π I don't want to admit her and lando aren't hanging out anymore... they were literally best friends
user9 lets focus on the positives: oscar won and he's 100% into yn
-F1 Winter Break-
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iamimogen loving winter π€
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user1 sheβs SO gorgeous
yourusername the prettiest
iamimogen @/yourusername no you!!
user2 stop i still love that her and yn get along π₯Ή
user3 right theyβre so sweet
landonorris β€οΈ
alexandrasaintmleux stunning
iamimogen π
francisca.cgomes hottie
iamimogen love you π
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iamimogen I'm dreaming of a pink christmas
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user1 lando you need to step up your game
user2 him STILL not posting pictures about her is crazy...
user3 EXACTLY
user4 the way they've been publicly a couple for a year π
user7 pink pilates princess core
iamimogen you know it
user12 I feel like I'm the only one who thinks her and lando are cute π
user6 no they're cute there's just something... off?
user10 @/user6 exactly. I love them but what the fuck is going on with them and yn
user9 the only place were gonna find lando and yn together these days is Imogen's likes
user5 LMAO
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yourusername photo dump π©°π
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user20 @/iamimogen not yn copying you π
yourusername omg i had no idea she invented the color pink. @/iamimogen iβm so sorry queen i had no idea π«Ά
iamimogen @/yourusername thatβs ok just make sure to give creds next time β€οΈ
user1 PLSSS theyβre so unserious
user2 im obsessed with their friendship waitΒ
user3 theyβre so fucking funny
user4 OSCYN HARD LAUNCH I REPEAT OSCYN HARD LAUNCH
user5 oh I fucking knew it
user6 its a christmas miracle
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yourusername stole your boy and your girl
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user1 THE GASP I GUSPT
user4 jaw is on the floor.
user3 LEAVING THE COMMENTS ON IS CRAZYYY
user5 what a bad bitch move
user7 SHUT UPPPP
user6 so this all WAS about lando?! I'm genuinely so curious now I need to know what he did!?!?!?
user8 oh my god yn is my favorite person
user9 y'all remember that post of her like sobbing last year? was that about lando...?
user10 FUCK OFF IMAGINE IT IS
user12 begging for a story time
β§Λ Β°. έβ βΉ . έΛ . έβ§βΛ . έβ βΉ . έΛ . έΛΒ°β§
end notes: iβm really fighting my demons (the urge to make a part two where yn ends up with imogenβ¦) anyways I'm back with super late christmas fics haha !! they'll all be posted out of order from now on lmao
taglist; @sainzzreputaticn @theseerbetweenus @yawn-zi
So cute π₯°π₯°
summary: george has been in love with his best friend for 15 years, but she canβt see that she belongs with him
folkie radio: MY FIRST GEORGE FIC!!!! idk why it took me so long to write for him but i hope you like this !! send your feedback <3
MASTERLIST | MY PATREON
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yourinstagram finally race week! can't believe it's been 10 years of watching this one from the paddock. from sneaking into george's garage during f3 days to now having proper passes (still can't get used to saying "my best friend is an F1 driver" π ). ready to watch @/georgerussell63 crush it this weekend!
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username1 MERCEDES QUEEN
username2 you guys are literally soulmates just date already
alex_albon The OG paddock bestie π
β yourinstagram and you know it
landonorris still waiting for my batch of cookies tbh
β charles_leclerc Get in line
β yourinstagram LMAOOO
username3 bestie you spelled wife wrong
username4 10 years of friendship and still going strong
username5 someone convince me they're not secretly married
georgerussell63 Wouldn't be the same without you here! Even if you still support Lewis more than me π
β yourinstagram HES THE GOAT!!!
β username1 sheβs so real
username6 we need more paddock content of you two!
username7 "best friends" sure jan
username8 george's smile whenever sheβs around >>>>>
username9 MY FAVORITE DUOOOOO
username10 no one does best friends better than them
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georgerussell63 P1 BABY!!! Thank you to everyone for the amazing support - winning here in Austria feels amazing. Special shoutout to @/yourinstagram for the lucky socks tradition since F3 - even if they still have tiny race cars on them π Team did a mega job this weekend! π
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username1 THIS IS MY GOATTTTT
username2 GEORGIE I LOVE YOU
lewishamilton Great drive mate! π
yourinstagram those socks won you GP3 AND F2, respect the lucky socks russell π€
β username1 YOU KEEP HIM HUMBLE YN
β username2 whats the real lucky charm the socks or yn
β georgerussell63 Fine fine, the socks stay
alex_albon expose him more about the socks pls @/yourinstagram
landonorris lucky socks with race cars?? we need pics
β georgerussell63 Absolutely not, those pics are staying buried
username3 yn has been his real lucky charm since day 1 π
username4 not the childhood best friends to lovers story we're witnessing
username5 the socks story is too cute i can't
username6 THIS IS MY GOAT
mercedesamgf1 Brilliant drive today George! π«
username7 how long before he proposes guys??taking bets
username8 find someone who supports you like yn supports george
username9 that post-race hug though π
username10 These two give me hope in love
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f1_insiderinfoπ¨ EXCLUSIVE: Mercedes driver George Russell spotted having an intimate dinner with mystery girl in Monaco! The pair were seen laughing and sharing food. Sources say they've been meeting here regularly. Has Britain's most eligible bachelor finally been taken?
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username1 MY BROTHER IN CHRIST THATS YN
username2 yβall must be new here π
username3 HEEEELP see weβre not delusional for saying they need to be a couple
username4 ffs thatβs his best friend story being weird
yourinstagram ah yes, the very romantic dinner where I stole half his pasta and made him watch tiktoks of cats. very intimate. also that "usual spot" is just where they make his favorite tiramisu π
β georgerussell63 you INHALED half my pasta, there was no stealing involved. also you promised not to expose the tiramisu thing
β yourinstagram what, scared the other drivers will find out you have a sweet tooth Mr. Professional Athlete? π
username5 not them exposing each other in the comments
username6 the way they banter like an old married couple
username7 "mystery girl" my foot, that's his other half since forever
username8 someone get me a friendship like this π©
username9 SO TRUE YN AND GEORGE ENDGAME
username10 this is peak comedy
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russell.archive A thread of George Russell and his best friend YN through the years π€
Slide 1: 2014 - Their high school years
Slide 2: 2015 - Their prom photo
Slide 4: 2021 - His first points with Williams
Slide 5: 2024 - Another season together
The "just friends" agenda for 10 years and counting... π€
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username1 WAIT THEY'RE NOT DATING??? All this time I thought...
username2 the prom photo is giving soulmates idc idc
username3 slide 4β¦ that's love
username4 not me thinking they were secretly married this whole time
username5 the way his race engineer calls her "the mrs" though
username6 look at how young they were in the first pic π₯Ί
username7 their height difference stayed exactly the same I'm crying
username8 everyone saying "best friends" meanwhile they act like this
username9 SOULMATES
yourinstagram omg the prom photo π remember when you stepped on my feet during the entire first dance @/georgerussell63
β georgerussell63 excuse me? who forgot the corsage at home and made us late?
β username1 I LOVE THEM SO MUCH
β username2 not me crying over this
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texts between george and yn
2019 rookies forever groupchat
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yourinstagram date night π·thanks for a lovely evening @/jamessmith_eng
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username1 WAIT WHAT ABOUT GEORGE???
username2 someone check on george rn π
username3 the way my heart just DROPPED
alexandrasaintmleux ππ
username4 this has to be a joke right???
username5 10 years of analysis gone wrong...
landonorris inch resting
β username1 LANDO WHAT DO YOU KNOW
username6 Not me having to explain to my bf that no, George and YN weren't actually dating this whole time
username7 guys can you please be normal for once? george and yn are FRIENDS stop being weird
username8 why is everyone being so dramatic?
username9 HAPPY FOR YOUUU
jamessmith_eng β€οΈ
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russell.archive The way he immediately looks for her after every race π₯Ί (Hungary GP, 2024)
Scientists still trying to figure out how these two aren't together...
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username1 THE WAY HE LIGHTS UP WHEN HE SEES HER
username2 bro runs faster to her than he does on track
username3 10 year study of their relationship and still confused
username4 that hug is not giving "just friends" idc idc
username5 THE KISS HELLO
username6 not her wearing his mercedes jacket
username7 remember when he was sick and she flew across 3 countries just to make him soup??
username8 the race engineer calling her his better half I CANNOT
username9 someone tell that alpine engineer to back off please x
username10 very platonic sure
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yourinstagram triple header concluded βΌοΈoh and i have a boyfriend now @/jamessmith_eng
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username1 OH-
username2 this feels... wrong
username3 not me zooming in to see if she's still wearing her matching bracelet with george
lilymhe cuties π€π€
username4 THE ALPINE GUY?
username5 why is everyone acting weird like yn and george are just FRIENDS
landonorris π€
β username1 heβs one of us
βusername2 HEEEELP LANDO
β yourinstagram youβre strange
username6 my heart breaks i really thought she was with george
username7 GEORGEβS SILENCE IS SO LOUD
username8 no like from george either π
jamessmith_eng ππ
β username1 UM NO LEAVE OUR FAMILY ALONE
β username2 go back to alpine
β yourinstagram β€οΈ
username9 I JUST FELL TO MY KNEES
username10 i know george and yn are just friends but omfg this feels wroooong
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georgerussell63 Gained nine places today but overall the damage was done yesterday. Congrats to LH and the team on the podium. We have another chance to fight before the summer break in Belgium. Bring it on.
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username1 no yn mention??? are you okay???
username2 first race post this without tagging yn i'm worried
username3 the way he usually writes "couldn't have done it without my lucky charmβ
lewishamilton incredible drive ππΎ
landonorris most depressing caption i've ever seen mate
β username1 HE KNOWS π
β username2 heβs so annoying
username4 where's the usual "special thanks to my favourite paddock menace"
username5 he's posted about yn in every race post for YEARS this is not a drill
username6 even the emojis are gone π
username7 BRO IS DEVASTATED and not only about the race
yourinstagram no selfie? π₯Ί breaking tradition much
β username1 CRYING
β username2 george why are you breaking tradition
username8 alpine guy better make yn happy at least
username9 GEORGIE I BELIEVE IN YOU
username10 the damage in question was un hard launching her bf
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texts between george and yn
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yourinstagram coffee runs with this oneee π€ @/jamessmith_eng
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username1 isn't that⦠george's usual coffee spot??
username2 the way she used to do this with george every race weekend π
username3 why does this feel wrong
iamrebeccad β€οΈ
francisca.cgomes i miss youuuuu
username4 BE NORMAL IN THIS COMMENT SECTION CHALLENGE
username5 she and george are endgame tho idc
username6 the wasy geroge never likes her posts with her tho
landonorris π€
β username1 LANDO STOP
β username2 he has no chill
β yourinstagram i never understand what u mean
β alex_albon oh honey
β username3 IM WHEEZING
jamessmith_eng My β€οΈ
β username1 i don't like his vibe george aside
β yourinstagram love youuu
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f1gossip SPOTTED: George Russell with mystery brunette at London restaurant π
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username1 HELLO??' SINCE WHEN??
username2 yn's twitter likes suddenly very aggressive
username3 someone check on yn PLEASE
username4 the way she's sitting in yn's usual spot i feel sick
username5 toto watching his team's morale depend on these two idiots
username6 th groupchat must be wild rn
username7 GEORGIE WHAT ARE YOU DOINGGGGG
username8 ou george boyfriend era?
username9 this is alpine guy's fault
username10 THAT SHOULD BE HIM AND YN
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2019 rookies forever groupchat
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yourinstagram date with my favorite human πthank you for making me smile x @/jamessmith_eng
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username1 okay this might be cute
username2 CRYING AGAIN
username3 THAT SHOULD BE GEORGE
jamessmith_eng Perfect day with my perfect girl β€οΈ
β username2 ewww
β username1 come on they're happy stop being weird
β yourinstagram π₯Ίπ₯Ίπ₯Ί
lilymhe we should have a double date!
β alex_albon we're kinda busy
β username2 LORD
β username3 ALEX YOU'RE INSANE
β username4 he said im with my boy george forever
β yourinstagram buzzkill
username5 george didn't like this post either
username6 this is how we can get rid of him
username7 why are some people so weid about them yn and george are FRIENDS
username8 i want this
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georgerussell63 Some traditions never change. Pre-race selfie and coffee with my best friend #15YearsAndCounting
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username1 I LOVE THEM SM
username2 george russell choosing violence today
username3 HE TAGGED IT 15 YEARS AND COUNTING I'M SCREAMING
mercedesamgf1 π€
username4 GEORGE MARKING HIS TERRITORY
username5 james has been real quiet since this dropped
landonorris territorial much?
β username1 LANDO STOP THIS MADNESS
β georgerussell63 You're so strange mate
β username2 SURE GEORGE play dumb we'll play along
yourinstagram LOVE YOU GEORGIE BOY!
β username1 girl he loves you but like loves LOVES you
β username2 wake up he's in love with you
β georgerussell63 β€οΈ
username6 whe said who's james we don't know her
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texts between george and yn
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yourinstagram thank you for the flowers and for always finding your way back to me @/jamessmith_eng π€
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username1 GIRL
username2 this is the 4th "second" chance but ok
username3 not the apology flowers AGAIN
lewishamilton π
β username1 EVEN LEWIS KNOWS
β username2 PLEASE
username4 the whole garage pretending we didn't hear them fighting yesterday
alex_albon π€¦ββοΈ
β username1 ALEX IS HIS BIGGEST HATER
username5 somebody check on george
username6 girl get up
username7 can pierre and este sabotage him or something π
jamessmith_eng Love you baby β€οΈ
β yourinstagram love you too x
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georgerussell63 has added to their stories
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username1 GEORGE SWIFTIE CONFIRMED
username2 taylorβs version too
charles_leclerc ππππ
alex_albon YOU FINALLY EMBRACED THAT YOUβRE TAYLOR SWIFT
β georgerussell63 donβt push it
landonorris JUST TELL HER
pierregasly Whats this supposed to mean
yourinstagram YOUβRE SUCH A SWIFTIEEEE
β georgerussell63 I love the lyrics of that one :)
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yourinstagram 15 years of friendship and watching you live your dream from the grandstands, and i still get butterflies every time that 63 crosses the line π€ couldn't be prouder of my best friend. race day ready as always @/georgerussell63 (still wearing the lucky charm bracelet you got me when we were 12 btw π)
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username1 MY FAMILY
username2 IM SOBBING
username3 james from alpine found shaking
lewishamilton π€
username4 THE KARTING PHOTO I'M SOBBING
landonorris remember when she used to hide behind trees to watch him practice?
β yourinstagram LANDO DELETE THIS
β username1 I LOVE THEM
username5 it has always been HIM
georgerussell63 Still can't believe you kept that bracelet
β yourinstagram it's my good luck charm, you're not getting it back russell
β georgerussell63 Wouldn't dream of it x
β yourinstagram better not crash today, i'm wearing it
β georgerussell63 Wouldn't dare disappoint my number 1 fan
β yourinstagram since karting days
β georgerussell63 And counting β€οΈ
β username1 DID WE JUST WITNESS A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL?
β username2 THEY CANT JUST DO THIS IN PUBLIC
username6 yeah theyβre in love and everyone knows it but them
username7 james alpine you are BONES
username8 JUST GET MARRIED
username9 this slow burn friends to lovers idiots in loveβ¦
username10 lando and alex screaming rn
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georgerussell63 Found out she's still terrible at paddle after 15 years. Some things never change πΈ
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username1 girl whatever he said wasn't THAT funny you're just in love
username2 the way she looks at him vs the way she looks at james- anyway
mercedesamgf1 π€
username3 NO ALPINE BOYFRIEND IN SIGHT WE WON
username4 the way she only laughs like that with george
username5 yn looking at george vs yn looking at james: a thesis
kimi.antonelli Great day π
landonorris "terrible at paddle" mate you dropped your racquet 3 times
β georgerussell63 Trying to make her feel better
β alex_albon by embarrassing yourself? smooth
β username1 THIS IS MY FAMILY
β username2 best trio forever
username6 not yn pulling a zendaya
yourinstagram i'm not that bad!
β georgerussell63 You hit yourself with the racquet
β yourinstagram you DISTRACTED me
β georgerussell63 By existing?
β yourinstagram by being annoying
β username3 THE TENSION IS KILLING ME
username7 ou james donβt make that face
username8 i feel like something is shifting and these two will confess soon
username9 JUST KISS ALREADY
username10 the best friends secretly in love with each other of it all
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texts between george and yn
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yourinstagram always π€
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username1 THE WAY I SCREAMED
username2 FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY
username3 that's george's hand i've studied it for 5 years I KNOW
mercedesamgf1 π₯Ή
β username1 toto just fist bumped lewis in the garage
landonorris took you long enough
β username2 LANDOOO DONT CLOCK HER LIKE THAT
username4 the childhood friends to lovers pipeline never fails
username5 the easy we all just KNOW they finally confessed
username6 AND FUCK THAT JAMES GUY
username7 DO A PROPER HARD LAUCH
georgerussell63 β€οΈ
β yourinstagramπ€
username8 if look idiots in love in urban dictionary a pic of george and yn shows up
username9 MY PARENTS
username10 plot twist this is actually the alpine guy π
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2019 rookies forever groupchat
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f1gossip GEORGE AND YN AT THE LAS VEGAS PADDOCK RIGHT NOW THIS IS NOT A DRILL
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username1 OMFG
username2 I CANT BELIEVE THIS
username3 james found crying in alpine
username4 NO WAY FINALLY
username5 THESE TWO IDIOTS FINALLY REALIZED
username6 iβm crying, this is the softest love story ever
username7 ya conspiracy girlies were always right !!!!!!
username8 we witnessed this best friends to lovers slow burn happen in real time i canβt believe this
username9 NOT ME CRYING AT THIS
username10 guys theyβre KISSING like WE USED TO PRAY FOR TIMES LIKE THESE
username11 george finally grew balls and confessed
username12 JAMES FROM ALPINE YOUβRE BONES
username13 WATCH GEORGE WIN TOMORROW
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yourinstagram not just the race you won today mr russell ππ€
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username1 THE WAY HE RAN STRAIGHT TO HER
username2 YOUR SMILE WHEN HE PICKED YOU UP
username3 the way james had to watch this from p7 π
mercedesamgf1 Best vegas grand prix ever confirmed π
landonorris get a room
β yourinstagram we did
β landonorris HELLO???
β username1 I HAD THE SAME REACTION LANDO
β username2 no fucking way
username3 I CANNOT BELIEVE MY EYES
username4 they had been in love since forever like we could SEE IT it was about time they realized
username5 HE. GOT. THE. GIRL
username6 george russell you fucking did it
username7 IDIOTS IN LOVE SLOWBURN TROPE I FUCKING LOVE IT
username8 YABADABADOOOOO WE WERE RIGHT ALL THE TIME
username9 a love story fifteen years in the making
username10 EVERYTHING FALLS INTO PLACE
georgerussell63 Still can't believe you're mine
β yourinstagram always have been. just took me a while to realize
β georgerussell63 Worth every second of waiting π€
β username1 IM SOBBING AGAIN
β username2 this is the most beautiful thing ever
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georgerussell63 Vegas β24. Won more than just a race tonight.
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username1 SOBBING AGAIN
username2 i still canβt quite believe this
username3 GEORGE RUSSELL THE MAN THAT YOU ARE
alex_albon boy went from you belong with me era to lover era real quick
β georgerussell63 Stop with the Taylor Swift references
β landonorris NEVER
β username1 I LOVE THEM SO MUCH ππ
username4 THIS IS BETTER THAN ANY ROMANCE MOVIE
username5 alex and lando screaming somewhere because of this
username6 imagine being that alpine guy right now LMFAO
username7 theyβre proof that real love always finds a way
lewishamilton Prod of you mate. On and off track π€
β username1 AWEEEEEE
username8 best friends to lovers Y E S
username9 the fact that george waited YEARS for her and watched her with other guys but got her in the end. THIS IS TRUE LOVE
username10 this is way too pure
yourinstagram quite the victory lap mr russell
β georgerussell63 Had to make it special for my special girl
β yourinstagram youβre such a sap
β georgerussell63 Your sap tho. Officially now
β yourinstagram was always yours. just took me 15 years to realize π€
22 year old adult who enjoys reading π and not prepared to write my own stories
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