Broken Speed | Verstappen & Leclerc

10 | gym session

-|- Monaco -|-

Not ten minutes later we entered the complex where the gym was located. It was a private one so only a few people, like some of the F1 drivers for example, had access. Stunned the kids looked around as we walked through the changing rooms, over to the gym.

After opening the door, I saw that the gym was nearly empty, luckily. Only the sound of the treadmill echoed through the room and once I walked around the corner I saw the person running on it.

Charles had his back faced towards me so he didn't see us instantly, giving me some moments to admire his back. The white puma shirt laying tight around his muscular torso, the sweat running down his back made the fabric a bit see-through which cause me to swallow hard.

My eyes then traveled further, over his tanned arms that ended with some bracelets and a watch at the wrists. Next up my look fell down on his fast moving legs. White sport socks pulled up on his lower legs before the muscular legs disappeared at it's thighs in his shorts.

Even though I wanted to clear my throat or say something, take my eyes off of him again, I caught myself as I starred at his behind for a bit too long. But his ass looked just so fine in the black shorts that I couldn't help myself.

Charles in general looked so perfect, even while running, while I was the complete opposite. Always tired and with dark circles under my eyes, my shoulders hanging low from all the stress and exhaustion. 

Suddenly the driver though started stumbling as he glanced over his shoulder, quickly grabbing the holding rod before he jumped on the sides, stopping the treadmill.

"Gosh Max, you scared the hell out of me." he then laughed, brushing through his hair from where some sweat dropped down on his shirt.

"Erm... yeah, sorry." I stuttered, still too stunned by his look.

Also the kids seemed pretty overwhelmed as they were cuddled up against my sides.

"Hey no problem." Charles chuckled and fully jumped off the treadmill, coming over, "It's great to see you here."

I smiled slightly, suddenly getting all shy and intimidated by him and his glow. The Monegasque though didn't seem to notice, luckily, and bend down to the kids.

"Hello buddies, ready for some sport?"

Slowly Luka and also Lio started relaxing, feeling comfortable in this new setting, letting go of my shirt where they had holding onto.

"Yes! We wanna be as strong as you." the younger boy giggled and wanted to reach for Charles's arm again.

"You sure you wanna cuddle me? I'm all sweaty." the driver laughed, but Lio only shook his head, giggling while he leaned against Charles's side, even laying his head on his shoulder.

"Can you also help Maxie getting strong again?" Luka then asked and my smile dropped instantly while I had to fight back the tears.

He was only four years old but already such a great person, my sister really had done her job well, other then I was.

"Of course I can." Charles returned and grinned before he softly smiled up at me, still talking to Luka, "But how about we focus on you and your brother and Max just tries some things we always did, normally."