Unbroken hopes|| Charles Leclerc x Max Verstappen(lestappen)Wildest dreams book2

I vow to you

As the time for the wedding approached, the air in the small, elegant venue was thick with anticipation. The space was decorated with subtle elegance—delicate white flowers and greenery intertwined, creating a serene atmosphere that was both intimate and grand. The scent of fresh blooms filled the room, mingling with the low hum of guests chatting quietly as they waited for the ceremony to begin.

Max stood at the entrance to the ceremony hall, heart pounding in his chest. Dressed in a sharp navy-blue suit that accentuated his broad shoulders and lean frame, he looked every bit the confident, determined man everyone knew him to be. But in this moment, there was a vulnerability in his eyes, a mix of excitement and nerves as he waited for his cue to walk down the aisle.

"Ready, Maxy?" Victoria whispered beside him, her voice soft with affection. She adjusted his boutonniere one last time, making sure everything was perfect.

Max nodded, swallowing hard. "Yeah, I am," he said, more to convince himself than anyone else. But when he thought of Charles, waiting on the other side of that door, a calm settled over him. He could do this. He wanted to do this. More than anything.

The music started—a gentle piano melody that filled the room with warmth. The doors slowly opened, and Max stepped forward, feeling the weight of everyone's gaze on him. But all he could see was the end of the aisle, where Charles would soon be standing.

As he walked, his eyes locked with those of his friends and family, their smiles of encouragement boosting his confidence. But the moment he saw Charles emerge at the opposite end, it was as if the world fell away, leaving only the two of them.

Charles stood at the far end of the aisle, his breath catching in his throat as he saw Max. He was dressed in a tailored white suit that contrasted beautifully with Max's dark one, giving him an almost ethereal glow. His heart pounded wildly, every step bringing him closer to the man he loved more than anything in the world.

His brothers flanked him on either side, walking at a measured pace that kept him grounded. Lorenzo gave him a reassuring smile, while Arthur, always the teasing one, gave him a playful nudge. But the teasing fell away as they reached the aisle, and Charles saw the look in Max's eyes. It was filled with so much love, it nearly overwhelmed him.

As Charles started walking down the aisle, his gaze never wavered from Max. Each step brought him closer, each step a promise of the future they were about to share. The guests stood, their collective breath held in awe as they watched the two men, their faces reflecting the deep bond between them.

Max and Charles met in the middle of the aisle, where the officiant stood waiting. For a moment, they just looked at each other, the world around them fading into the background. Max's hand reached out instinctively, and Charles took it, their fingers intertwining as naturally as breathing.

"You look stunning," Max whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

"So do you," Charles replied, his voice soft, filled with love. "I can't believe this is really happening."

"It's happening," Max said, his thumb brushing over Charles' knuckles. "And I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

The officiant cleared his throat gently, drawing their attention back to the ceremony. The guests settled back into their seats, the room falling into a hushed silence as the ceremony began.

"We are gathered here today," the officiant began, "to witness and celebrate the union of Max and Charles, two souls who have found in each other the love, support, and partnership we all seek in life. Today, they stand before us, ready to make a lifelong commitment to one another."

As the officiant spoke, Max and Charles exchanged glances, small smiles of reassurance passing between them. They had written their own vows, words that had been carefully crafted to express the depth of their feelings. They had shared so much together—victories, losses, laughter, tears—and today was the culmination of all those moments, the beginning of a new chapter in their lives.

The officiant nodded at Max, signaling it was time for his vows. Max took a deep breath, turning fully toward Charles, his voice trembling slightly as he began.

"Charles," he started, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "From the moment I met you, I knew my life would never be the same. You challenge me, inspire me, and love me in ways I never thought possible. You've been my fiercest competitor, my greatest supporter, and my best friend. Today, I promise to stand by your side, through every victory and every defeat. I promise to love you with everything I have, for the rest of our lives."

Charles blinked rapidly, trying to hold back his own tears as he listened to Max's words. His heart felt full to bursting, overwhelmed by the love he felt for the man standing in front of him.

When it was his turn, Charles' voice was steady, though his emotions were anything but. "Max," he began, his accent thicker with the weight of his feelings. "You are my everything. My partner, my rival, my love. With you, I've found a home, a place where I can be completely myself. Today, I vow to always fight for us, to always choose us, no matter what life throws our way. I promise to love you with all my heart, to stand by you, to grow with you, for all the days of our lives."

The guests were silent, many of them dabbing at their eyes, moved by the sincerity and depth of the vows. Even Victoria, who had promised herself she wouldn't cry, found herself sniffling quietly as she watched her brother and Charles exchange promises.

The officiant smiled warmly at them, his voice soft as he said, "Max, Charles, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you married. You may kiss."

Max didn't hesitate, pulling Charles close, their lips meeting in a kiss that was as tender as it was passionate. It was a kiss that spoke of everything they'd been through, of everything they had to look forward to. The guests erupted in cheers, their applause filling the room as Max and Charles broke apart, grinning at each other like they were the only two people in the world.

Hand in hand, they turned to face their friends and family, their smiles wide, their hearts full. Together, they walked back down the aisle, stepping into their future, ready to face whatever came their way—as husbands, as partners, as each other's forever.