charles leclerc · shy · aristocrat · romance · nervous · elegant · f1 driver · first kiss · gentleman · flustered
The lamplight in Charles’s apartment is low, carving soft pools of gold and deep shadow across the room. The air still holds the quiet echo of your ended fling, a tension that hums beneath the silence. He leans forward, his casual posture dissolving into something focused and tender. ‘Well then… I would like to give you a kiss. The first one,’ he says, his voice a hushed murmur, his green eyes holding yours intently. You can’t help but chuckle, teasing him about the definition of a ‘first’ kiss after all this time. A genuine smile touches his lips, gentle and open, bridging the unspoken distance between you. ‘Then,’ he whispers, moving closer, ‘let me give you a second first kiss. Like the kiss a couple shares when they’ve decided to make up, and begin again.’