One shots Formula One

Baxter

Driver: Charles Leclerc

Requested by: OrchideaSolitaria
Plot: Adopting a dog

You and Charles were a fource to be reckoned with. Once together, nothing could break you apart. You had a fairly big appartment on the coast of Monaco. Ever since Charles had brought you out to his home country, you fell in love with it and had let it slip that you wouldn't mind to live there with him. Fast forward one and a half years you were living there with him but you had to admit that when Charles was away for his carreer, you felt a bit lonely. You knew a handful of people in Monaco and of course, you had Charles' family but you missed company in your home.

"Charles, when are you coming home? The house is silent and I miss my cuddles." You whined over the phone for the thousandth time that week.

"Just two more days Y/n." Charles chuckled. I promise, I will be home then by three." Yo usighed deeply. You didn't want him to be gone for two more days. You wanted him to be there right at that moment.

"Okay..."

"I have to go now, I have to train." You mumbled something and then ended the call. Charles now sighed as well. He loved that you where there when he came home but he hated it when you whined again, not because he hated the whining but because he hated taht he knew that you felt lonely and were bored out of your mind.

"Sebastian?" The German just walked by. "Can I ask for some advice?" The older Ferrari driver nodded and stopped walking so he could listen to the Monegasque.

"What's the issue?" Charles explained the whole situation.

"I can understand, Hanna has the kids, she would have been pretty lonely without them and she has a lot of friends in our town."

"What can I do about it?"

"I might have an idea?"

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The two days passed by too slowly. You were happy when you heard the all too familiar sound of the front door opening. You jumped up from the sofa and ran to the door where Charles just dropped his bag on the floor. You threw yourself at him and he laughed.

"It almost seems like you missed me." He managed to say before your lips collided against his.

"Does it now?" You mumbled, taking a deep breath to let the smell of Charles enter your nostrils. Charles hummed as a form of saying yes. "Well, that's because I did miss you."

"You could just join me to all my races?" You sighed deeply.

"You know I can't, my job is important as well."

"I can provide-"

"I know Charles." You interrupted him. "I know that all too well but I want to do something myself. I don't want to give people reasons to hate on me even more. Right now I am at least taking the accusement of being a gold digger away from them." You dealt with the people who were against your relationship very well and Charles was proud of you for it but it didn't take away that you preffered not to get the nasty comments.

"I'm proud of you." You chuckled.

"I know, as am I proud of you." You kissed him again and then he pushed something into your hands. It was a small box and with a frown you looked at your boyfriend. "What is this?" You asked.

"Just open it." You did as Charles told you so and opened the box slowly. You at least knew it wasn't a proposal as it wasn't one of those small boxes an engagement ring is presented in. Inside the box was a collar, it was black with golden details.

"What is this supposed to mean?"

"I'm going to get you a friend for when I'm away." Your eyes widened. You and Charles had joked about an addition to the family in the form of a pet but you had never been serious about it.

"For real?"

"Yes, maybe then you'll stop complaining you are lonely all the time." He winked and you faked a gasp.

"I never whine that I'm lonely, just that I miss you." Now Charles laughed and pulled you with him.

"Let's get that dog already." You hopped into the passenger's side of his car and enjoyed the comfortable feeling it had. "What name are you going to give it?"

"What name are we going to give it." You corrected him. "But I don't know, depends on what kind of dog we are going to adopt. Maybe something like Daxter for a big dog, I don't really care."

"Well, let me ask a different question then. What kind of dog would you like to adopt."

"I don't really-"

"Okay, we'll just see what dogs they have there, I don't think we will be able to make any decission if you keep on saying 'I don't really care'." He pulled into a parking lot and parked the car. "Let's find ourselves a dog then." He took your hand and together you walked inside.

"Hello, can I help you." A friendly young boy was stood there, a smile plastered on his face.

"We would like to adopt a dog." The boy nodded.

"I will get my mom then." He disappeared but came back soon accompanied by a woman. She lead you and Charles to the kennels where you looked around for a little.

"I really think that this puppy will be something for you." You walked to the back, passing a couple of kennels when one dog caught your eye. You tugged Charles hand and pointed at the German Sheppard.

"Could you tell us something about this one?" Charles asked and the woman nodded.

"Of course, that's Baxter..." Your eyes widened as did Charles'. "He is two years old and a little hyper active but he is incredibly sweet." She opened the kennel and you crouched down in front of the dog. He carefully sniffled you and then gently licked your cheek. Charles crouched down as well and petted his head.

"Shall we see how it fits?" You asked Charles and he nodded. You took the collar and placed it around the dog's neck. "Perfect." Charles smiled as you continued to pet the dog.

"I think this one is the one." The woman nodded and walked away to get the papers.

"What are the odds that he is called Baxter." You smiled up at Charles.

"It's just destined." He winked. "But now you'll never be alone again when I'm gone, you'll have Baxter to talk to and to cuddle with."

"I will still miss your cuddles though." You admitted and hugged him tightly.

"Good, because I wouldn't like being replaced by a dog."