Summary: Charles Leclerc and Y/N Y/L/N were the most loved couple on the grid and the unofficial Royal couple of Monaco. Fans always go wild over content of the two of you together, but they go even wilder once they find out your little surprise.
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Dating an athlete was never easy.
The constant travelling, constant change of time zones, jetlag, busy schedule, rarely ever being back home in Monaco.
It was tough for both of you.
Charles and you have been dating ever since you were teenagers. Ever since he started his career in racing, you had been there with him every step of the way.
You were there after every win and every loss, every disappointment and every celebration. You were his rock.
His family loved you, treated you like you were one of their own. Especially Pascale, who couldn't thank God enough that her son had found someone as perfect as you.
After being together for so many years, he had finally proposed to you, the love of his life.
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The Proposal
"Are you ready to go, amour?" Charles called from the bedroom while you were touching up your lipstick in the bathroom.
Your boyfriend had decided to treat you tonight, seeing as you were both home for the summer break and wanted to enjoy the beautiful city of Monaco.
"Almost. It would've saved us a lot of time if you would've just told me where we're going" you sweetly said, trying to coax your boyfriend into caving to tell you where he was taking you.
"Nice try, amour. I've told you, it's a surprise" he chuckled, checking his watch.
Unknown to you, Charles was freaking out big time. He was bad at keeping secrets, especially from you because you knew him too well.
Planning this proposal weeks in advance without being suspicious had been hell for him. Having hurried and hushed conversations with his family making sure you wouldn't hear, trying to plan everything while you would be busy, trying not to seem like anything was wrong, the definition of hell on Earth for the Monegasque.
"Alright, I'm ready" you announced, making Charles come back down to Earth.
His breath got caught in his throat because of how beautiful you looked. The dark red dress perfectly hugged your body and curves, the red lipstick you decided to wear making his mind go fuzzy.
"You look stunning as always" he stepped closer to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, leaning in to kiss your cheek knowing you would kill him if he dared to smudge your lipstick the slightest bit.
"And you look as handsome as ever" you giggled, leaning into him until he dragged you out of your shared home towards his car.
The ride was fairly silent, but it was a comfortable silence. Charles drove while resting his hand on your thigh, your hand holding his. The music was playing softly on the radio and you gazed out the window, admiring the city you had long-ago started to call home.
"We're here" Charles announced as he parked his famous Ferrari in front of a top-notch restaurant in the heart of Monte Carlo.
"This is an expensive restaurant, baby" you said, eyeing it suspiciously as Charles helped you out of the car.
"Only the best for my girl" he kissed your palm as he intertwined your fingers and led you into the restaurant.
Once you were both seated, you looked around at the restaurant, only seeing ridiculously rich people dining away.
