Charles Leclerc one shots

Unexpected baby 2

Warnings: smut ant selfbody shaming

Summary: one year later...

Charles ignored the princess tiara that was sat on his head thanks to Laura making him wear it along with Pierre and Carlos, and focused on you and his little girl. Even though she was here and almost four months old, Charles still couldn't believe she was actually real and all his and yours. She was perfect. You, we're perfect.

"Charles, you listening?" Carlos nudged his friend.

Charles blinked and tore his gaze away from you as you fed his daughter "Hmm?"

"Course he ain't listening. Look at him, all lovesick puppy, drooling over his baby's mama.'" Pierre teased before taking a swig of his beer.

Charles let out a heavy sigh making both men laugh at him.

"Ignore him, Charles, he's just jealous. Carlos smiled and put his hand on Charles's shoulder. "How is fatherhood treating you?"

Charles's lips stretched out into a giant grin. "It's great."

He really loved being a dad. The past year had been a roller-coaster of emotions, but Charles didn't regret his decision he made that day you told him.

"And how's the new house coming along? Y/N said you've been working hard." Carlos smiled, although he was a little disheartened he hadn't had the time recently to help you and Charles out.

"Almost finished." Charles grinned, "Just got the master bedroom and guest room to redecorate and then that's the whole house."

"Then you've got the yard to start." Pierre reminded.

Charles nodded, "Yeah. Gonna need all the help I can get with that." He chuckled.

"I've got some time off coming up, Charles. I'Il come visit you guys and help out." Carlos smiled proudly at his best friend.

"Me too." Pierre offered, "Plus, we could always get Lando to help out." The three men burst out laughing together

"..It's our one year anniversary tomorrow," Charles smiled. "I'm gonna-« A high pitched wail cut Charles off and put him on high alert.

"Oh, baby," You cooed softly as your little girl began crying. You stood up, rocking your daughter as big fat tears rolled down her cheeks. 'Are those nasty teeth bugging you again." You spoke softly, "Shall we get papa to help? Hmm?"

Charles's heart broke, "Duty calls." Charles quickly jogged over to where you were. "Papa's here, mon amour." Charles scooped his little girl up, kissing her little cheek softly before letting her suckle softly on his index finger.

Carlos and Pierre watched from afar shaking their heads as they drank their beer.

"Ugh, it's sickening, isn't it?" Pierre smirked.

Carlos nodded and smiled to himself as he watched Charles calm your daughter down like a pro. "Disgusting really."

Isa was looking after your little girl, Charles was downstairs cooking your anniversary meal whilst you were stood in front of your floor length mirror frowning.

All day you'd been excited for tonight you'd even bought yourself a new dress. But then you put it on and began to doubt the decision because of the way you felt you looked. Charles was a fool to be with you. Not that he had any choice. He'd be better off with someone different. God, you hated yourself.

"Why are you crying?"

You looked up from your reflection and met Charles's eyes in the mirror, surprised by his presence. « Oh, hormones-"