*◌ೃ࿔ ≡ 🏎️🌫️🫧 .･*｡ charles leclerc x driver!reader — — five times where someone starts to notice that maybe charles doesn't hate the other red bull driver as much as it seems he does.
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ONE IS COMPANY!
Out of all the people on the grid, Max Verstappen is the first person to suspect there is something different than hatred resting in Charles' eyes when he looks at you. Max is a veteran of being an enemy of Ferrari and has double the experience of being a rival of their prince Leclerc himself.
It wouldn't be hard to believe that Charles just didn't like Red Bull drivers, end of the story. And Max would've been fooled just like everyone else in the paddock and the world.
It was so fast, that Max barely saw it happen. The night should've gone up in flames honestly, with how close the two of you had been seated. Usually, most admin know not to put the two of you close at any table or meeting. It ends in disaster every single time, both of you going at it like hissing cats.
But the two of you had been civil all evening. Maybe you took a Xanax or something, or maybe Charles was being docile because he placed higher than you on the podium that weekend. Maybe the stars had aligned for just one night and there could be a simple mid-season driver's dinner in peace.
It was the sound of the fork hitting the ground that caught his attention, thankfully. No one else turned, too busy with whatever conversation they had going. But Max saw it.
You bent down in your seat, going below the table to search for the missing utencil. And as soon as your head disappeared, Charles's hand stuck out and covered the corner with his palm to make sure you didn't hit your head on the way up. Charles was in the middle of a conversation with Lewis, it didn't make sense. It was like he didn't even know he did it, like it was instinct.
No one else saw, but Max did. And you can't fake caring for someone like that.
TWO IS A CROWD!
Unfortunately for Charles, Daniel Riccardo was the next man to catch onto his long con game that he was supposedly playing.
Max had been nice about it, not saying a word about his suspicions to anyone-- much less Charles or you. First of all, you were his teammate. It benefitted the team that you not get distracted by a certain Monegasque that was also on the grid with you. And secondly, most importantly, Max didn't want to be wrong.
But Daniel, as soon as he figured it all out; Charles was doomed.
Though, perhaps it was Charles' fault for being so obvious about it? Daniel waited all day to prove his hypothesis. He watched the two of you talk four separate times along the pit lane, most likely arguing about something or trying to give the other person passive aggressive advice. After all it was a shared favorite past time.
