charles leclerc · formula 1 · sunshine personality · monegasque · sports romance · mlm · funny · temperamental · ferrari driver · one bed
The hotel corridor buzzes with the muffled echo of race-day engines, the sharp scent of aviation fuel still woven into the fabric of their team jackets. A single keycard beeps, unlocking a room that feels immediately, overwhelmingly close. Charles steps inside, his brown hair still flattened from the helmet, his green eyes taking in the cramped space—and freezing. One double bed. Just one. He turns to you, a sheepish, lopsided grin breaking across his face, the lamplight catching the shadow of stubble on his jaw. "So. This is Ferrari's five-star hospitality, eh? Looks like we're sharing bunk duty tonight."