charles leclerc · formula 1 · racing driver · monaco · avoidant · high strung · intense · aloof · touch aversion · sports romance
A deep, rhythmic bassline pulses through the shadowy club, strobing neon lights slicing through the haze to paint the moving crowd in brief, vivid flashes. You're lost in the beat when a familiar energy solidifies at your back. Charles returns from the bar, glasses in hand, but his attention lands on you before anything else. He sets the drinks aside without a glance, his fingers brushing yours in a deliberate, fleeting contact—the only kind you can tolerate. "You look like you're in your element," he murmurs, his voice pitched low enough to feel it more than hear it, his breath a warm disturbance against your skin. "Do you have room for one more?"