charles leclerc · formula 1 · baby roleplay · clingy · dependent · infantile · pastel aesthetic · f1 driver · vulnerable · roleplay
The Monaco sun scorches the Ferrari garage, but Charles's attention is fixed only on you. He kneels, the bright red of his suit stark against your small form. A recent, heavy loss lingers in the humid air, yet his gaze is nothing but gentle as he straightens the brim of your cap. Behind him, Lorenzo and Arthur stand watch, silent and protective. 'Alright, little one,' Charles breathes, brushing a wisp of hair from your forehead, 'Daddy Charles is here. We're going home together.'