Formula one shots / imagines

[rainy days]: Charles leclerc

"Stop!" You squealed between giggles as Charles tickled your waist from behind through your hoodie, "I'm trying to open the door!" You struggled to place the key in the lock whilst writhing around trying to get out of your boyfriends grasp. Rain poured down onto you both, the skies had turned a dull grey and as a couple you were seemingly under dressed for the torrential weather only in sweatshirts. Shivering slightly from the soaked clothing that clung to your body, you were laughing hysterically from Charles' skilful fingers still tickling your body. "Charles stop! We need to get inside" you giggled. "We're  already wet, what's the difference?" He chuckled. You turned in his arms and  looked into his cool blue eyes, darkened slightly by the sky's dismal light, "please?" You whispered. "I just love to hear your laugh, amour" he said with a smile. You slapped his arm and turned away to finally open the door, "you're so cheesy!" You called from the hallway while following you into the apartment.

"But you love me y/n" he chimed, kicking off his shoes but he didn't hear a reply. "Y/n?"  He repeated. "Hmm" you hummed and shrugged, a playful smirk on your lips before running to the bedroom. "Say it back!" He yelled chasing after you. As you entered the bedroom you realised there was nowhere to hide and turned to see an out of breath Charles. "Aah!" You shouted as he grabbed you and picked you up spinning you round. "Not sure if I love you to be honest..." you said, knowing Charles knew you were joking "not sure?!" He scoffed "you told me you loved me like fifty times yesterday!" And placed a small peck on your lips "say." he said between kisses, "it." You giggled and kisses him again, keeping the confirmation he wanted to yourself, Charles pulled away and you looked into his eyes once again. "Fine!" You huffed "I love you! But let me down I want to get out of these clothes"

Once he let you down, you were quick to pull off your wet hoodie and jeans, your
T-shirt following shortly after. You sat in front of the mirror in only your black bra and thong, running a comb through your damp hair. "It's never supposed to rain in Monte Carlo!" You huffed as your boyfriend came behind you, in only his boxers, kissing your neck slowly; he was preoccupied by other thoughts. "y/n Chérie, I think we should-" but he was interrupted by your finger placed on his lips as if to shush him. "Let me stop you there baby" you grinned "if I could, I would! But I think my legs are too frozen to move" he looked at your through the mirror with a warm smile on his face, "that is a fair point mon amour" rubbing his hands up and down your sides.

Instead you decided to cuddle up on the sofa in front of the tv to watch Netflix. There was a  fluffy blanket draped over you both and your favourite drink in hand - made by Charles of course. The rain continued to pour outside and hit against the windows of the living room making you shiver so you snuggled closer to Charles' chest and he wrapped his strong arms around you. "Je t'aime" "I love you too silly"

A/n - in my feels on a rainy day be like: