Formula 1 One-Shots (I)

Charles Leclerc [2+16]

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"Charles, stop it!" I try to scream while at the same time wiggling out of Charles's grip. The Monegasque has me pinned under his body and normally I would not mind but we are outside and under me there is just the cold snow. But my words where barely audible because I am so out of breath.

"What did you say, I can't hear you." Charles giggles and continues to rub snow onto my body. Drenching my clothes and making me shiver under him, For the last time I try to free myself from him, but I give up after he is not moving an inch.

"You won." I huff and hope to finally come free, but Charles seems to savour the feeling over his win for a few more seconds before he finally stands up and helps me to my feet. This snowball fight was funny but now my body is freezing, and I just want to get out of these clothes.

"Revenge is sweet." Are my muttered words when Charles and I walk to our little house just a few meters away from where we just fighting in the snow. He doesn't seem to have heard my words but that makes it even better because so my revenge would be an unexpected one.

"I am freezing." I whine as soon as we enter the house and begin to strip out of the wet clothes before tiptoeing into the bedroom and cover myself in some new cosy clothes. Charles does the same but carries our wet clothes to the bathroom instead of letting them lay on the floor like me.

Clothed in a warm jogging pants and a fluffy hoodie I cuddle myself under the blanket and wait for Charles to return to the bedroom. He did a little jump onto the bed before he gently tucks on the blanket to bring me to share it with him.

"Come closer to me." He then mutters and we cuddle close under the blanket to warm up again and stop freezing soon. Charles hands slowly stroke up and down my back and eventually slip under my hoodie where he continues his soft movements.

I hum in approval because his touch is warming my cold skin up and let me feel safe in his embrace. Plus, Charles fingers are warm and do not let me feel colder again. My fingers in contrary are freezing cold and I am sure he would not approve it when I touch him with them.

"Your hands are so warm." I mumble and try to get even closer to Charles what is barely possible, but I find a way. Charles chuckles softly and detaches one of his hands from my back only to search for my hand and entwine my cold fingers with his warm ones.

"Look at our hands." He then instructs me while looking at me adoringly and giving my hand a soft squeeze. I lift my head a bit to looks at out entwined fingers and don't really understand what Charles is trying to tell me and because of this I wait for his explanation.

"Look! You are my perfect match." Charles says with loving eyes and turns our hands a bit from the left to the right.

"They fit perfectly." He then adds and I can see how his cheeks get a bit red, but I think his words are really adorable. I give him a soft kiss to reassure him a bit that his words are not nonsense, and he has no reason to be embarrassed by how he feels.

"Feeling better or still freezing?" Charles asks me after more minutes have passed. We still lay here, cuddled close together and thinking about different things. Just relaxing and not stressing about life.

"Better. How about some hot chocolate?" I ask him and sit up to look at him. Charles nods excited because he loves to have a sin from time to time. He doesn't like his plan for eating but he at least tries to follow it most of the times.

I disappear into the kitchen to prepare our hot chocolate and want to return to our shared room when an idea for a revenge comes to my mind. With a soft giggle I grab the desired item and then return into the bedroom where Charles is waiting patiently for me.

"Here you go." I say and hand him his mug full of hit chocolate. Just when Charles wants to take the first sip, I let an ice cube slide under the hem of his shirt what lets him flinch but luckily doesn't spill any hot chocolate.

"Babe!" He exclaims in shock and wriggles his body from side to side to get rid of the cold cube. His eyes are widened in shock and with fast movements he places the mug on the nightstand to remove the ice cube.

"Why?" Charles asks me with a whining tone and looks like he waits for a good explanation for this.

"Just some sweet revenge." I giggle and let myself fall back into the soft pillows. Charles scoffs for a few seconds before he bends over me and pins me under his body just like an hour ago and begins to tickle me relentless.