Della Lechâteau and her friends take off to Monaco for a grad trip to remember forever. The weather is warmer and the real world is nothing but a distant thought in the beautiful destination that attracts the wealthiest people in the world. Adventur...
I'm cursing on the way out of the apartment, race pass in hand. I sprint down the hallway to leave the building getting onto the busy sidewalk. As I run towards the track entrance I have a hand on my head to keep my baseball cap in place. My phone starts ringing in my hand so I decide to put my pass around my neck before grabbing the device to answer. "I'm coming, I lost track of time I'm so sorry Char" I say not letting the Monégasque greet me, "it's okay Del, you still have time" he replies, "I'll be there in a minute I see the entrance now" he chuckles, "d'accord mom amour" I hang up the phone and slide it into my pocket as I approach the gates surrounding the track.
Once I've been let through the entrance gates I break into a run towards the paddocks. My hair flies behind me as I approach Ferrari's signature red building. When I'm at the doors I bend over to catch my breath, I hear a deep laugh making me straighten up. My boyfriend is watching me with a smile, "oh shut up I didn't know I was going to be running this much when I woke up this morning" he comes over and brings me into his arms. I grin before pressing a kiss to his lips, he pulls away seconds later, "j'aime que tu est ici pour ça", I kiss his cheek, "wouldn't miss this for the world" he squeezes my hips before letting go of me. "Bonne chance Char, tu vas faire ci bon" I exclaim making him smile as he walks back into the Ferrari building to get set for qualifiers.
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After a few hectic rounds of qualifying the last one ends and I'm already waiting by the Ferrari paddock for Charles. My gaze is focused on my phone as I wait, scrolling through my social media to see what everyone is saying about tomorrow's race. "Que disent -ils de demain?" I smile at Charles' question letting him wrap his arms around me before resting his chin on my shoulder, "que Lewis vas gagner mais Max vas être vraiment proche" I reply. The Monégasque hums so I turn my head slightly to kiss his cheek, "je pense que tu vas gagner" he chuckles a smile appearing on his face, "on verra demain" I nod and step out of his arms to turn around. My fingers interlace with his before I lean in to press a kiss to his lips, Charles squeezes my hands making me smile and pull away, "allons à la maison" I nod and we leave the track, walking back to our apartment.
In the apartment I take off my shoes before pulling Charles to our bedroom. He's laughing as I do so which makes me smile as we enter the room. I turn to face the Monégasque before pulling him in for a long kiss, I feel his hands come to my sides as I move my arms around his neck. When I start to run out of oxygen I pull away, but Charles just moves his lips to my shoulder where my Ferrari shirt has shifted. His kisses make me giggle but they quickly turn into a moan when he hits my sweet spot. His arms shift to wind around my waist, gently lifting and moving me to the bed. When Charles lays me down I curl my fingers into his hair, he smiles down at me so I lift myself up slightly to press my lips to his. He lowers himself onto me gently and we get tangled up in each other for the rest of the evening.
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The next morning I'm humming quietly while in the kitchen; only wearing one of Charles' shirts while I make some pre-race breakfast. I'm oblivious to my surroundings as I focus on the food i'm preparing only looking up when the music I had playing stops. I blush when I see that Charles is leaning against the wall watching me, "arrête ça" I murmur, he lifts an eyebrow in confusion, "je regarde ma vraiment jolie copine, c'est tout" he replies and walks over to where I'm standing.
"Tu said que je n'aime pas l'attention Char" he brings his arms around me and kisses my temple, "mais je suis l'acception, oui?" I smile and nod, "oui c'est vrais" he slides a hand into my free one before lifting it to kiss my knuckles and then the spot where a wedding ring would sit. The intimate gesture makes my heart flutter while looking over my shoulder to peer up into his eyes, "Della je vais t'épouser un jour" he murmurs with pure adoration in his eyes. I freeze at the statement and place the knife I was holding down before turning around in his arms. "You want to marry me?" I ask surprised, "yes, maybe not right this second but sometime in the future when things slow down for us" he replies, I go on the balls of my feet to press a kiss to his lips, hoping that what i'm feeling is conveyed in the embrace. "Je t'aime Char" I murmur when I pull away after a few seconds, I open my eyes before smiling up at the Ferrari driver, "je t'aimerai toujours Del" he replies and kisses my forehead softly.
His phone ringing in the other room makes me remember that it's race day so I push him away gently, "go get ready and i'll finish making this" he swiftly kisses my cheek and leaves to the bedroom. I focus back on the ingredients in front of me, chopping the veggies for the omelettes and moving to the stove where a pan is heating up. As i'm waiting for the eggs to cook i bite my lip to hold back the ridiculous smile that wants to appear on my face at the thought of marrying Charles. I shake my head and quickly flip the first omelette wanting to get breakfast done before we need to leave for the track. When i'm done making our breakfast I turn around with the full plates smiling when I see Charles sitting at the counter watching me. I put down the plates as I sit next the Monégasque, he kisses my cheek and thanks me before we fall into a silence while eating.
The simple moment of sitting in the kitchen while eating breakfast makes me grin, wondering if this is how our future will look. "Della?" I blink and peer over at Charles, "t'est d'accord?" he asks making me smile, "i'm perfect, just thinking about many more mornings like this one" I explain. He smiles before sliding his hand into mine, squeezing it as we keep eating, our fingers laced together the whole time.
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16LechateauDella we met in Monaco almost a year ago and now I get to witness you winning your home Grand Prix, I'm so proud of you charlesleclerc, I love you with all of my heart and I hope to see you win many more times in your career ❤️❤️
charlesleclerc je suis tellement heureux que tu as oublier ton portefeuille, je ne peut pas imaginer mon vie sans toi ma chérie ❤️
emietach god I'm sobbing this is adorable
wrentellier I swear if you don't get married I'm going to protest
Plechateau married? Who said anything about marriage? -16LechateauDella not getting married don't worry bro
pierregasly not yet -16LechateauDella shut up Gasly, I'm trying to avoid any heart attacks
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Translations:
j'aime que tu est ici pour ça - I love that you're here for this
Que disent -ils de demain - what are they saying about tomorrow
que Lewis vas gagner mais Max vas être vraiment proche -that Lewis will win, but Max will be very close
je pense que tu vas gagner - I think that you're going to win
on verra demain - we'll see tomorrow
allons à la maison - lets go home
arrête ça - stop that
je regarde ma vraiment jolie copine, c'est tout - i'm looking at my beautiful girlfriend, thats all
Tu said que je n'aime pas l'attention Char - you know that I don't like the attention
mais je suis l'acception, oui? - but i'm the acception
oui c'est vrais- yes that's true
Della je vais t'épouser un jour -Della i'm going to marry you someday
je t'aimerai toujours - I'll love you forever
je suis tellement heureux que tu as oublier ton portefeuille, je ne peut pas imaginer mon vie sans toi ma chérie - i'm so happy that you forgot your wallet, i can't imagine my life without you
