chapter thirty five

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y/n's point of view:

We arrived to the restaurant and Charles started ordering our take away.

"One truffle pasta, one pesto pasta and a quatro formaggi pizza, please"

"Wow you know me" I chuckled

"Of course" He chuckled as well "what do you want to drink?"

"I'm fine with water" I said

He nodded and started talking to the waitress "a water and a beer please"

"No, you know what?" I got to their conversation "cancel the drinks," I told the waitress and turning around to face him "we're gonna buy champagne, we got a lot to celebrate"

"Fine" He laughed "so that's it"

We then got our food and went into the nearest grocery store to find a champagne.

"Which one do you like?" I asked

"I don't drink this stuff that much to say" He chuckled

"Fine, then we're getting..." I took a look at all of the champagnes "this one looks good"

Charles nodded.

"Glasses, we need champagne glasses!" I realised and went to look for them in the store

"We can drink it from the bottle" Charles went right after me laughing at me looking for them

"No, Leclerc" I rolled my eyes "what if you're sick? I'm not drinking from the same bottle as you" I joked

"We literally kissed today" He laughed again sloghtly, realising what he just said out loud he became more serious again "I'm sorry"

"It's okay, I was actually pointing exactly to that" I laughed with him, picking a pack of 6 champagne glasses from the shelf

"What are you gonna do with the rest of them?" He chuckled

"No clue, we'll figure it out" I did the same and went to the self-service checkout to pay for it and we finally went into the beach.

I put the blanket on the sand and he put there all the food. I took out two champagne glasses while he opened it.

"Please, don't poke my eye out" I chuckled

"That's exactly why I'm aimimg the other way" He laughed

"I'm scared either way" I laughed with him and twitched when the cork flew out of the bottle

"See?" He smirked and poured the champagne into the glasses

I gave him one just when he put the bottle away

"So cheers to your third place and more success" I said proudly

"Cheers" He smiled and tried drank a bit of the champagne trying it "wow, it tastes good"

"Not bad" I replied and put the glass in the sand securing it with it a little, he did the same

"Let's eat," he opened all of the food boxes, giving me my pasta

"Thank you" I tried it immediately "fuck, this is so good"

"I told you it's a good place" He smirked again proudly

"And you were fucking right"

He chuckled eating his food. The sun was setting and the colour of the sky was mirroring on the ses, it looked beautiful. Also out little set up on this blanket, with the food and the champagne, it looked so good and so aesthetic. I'd say it looks like a perfect date, so that's a shame he's the one next to me right now, even though I cannot say It's bad right now.

"It looks beautiful" I said while looking at the sky

"Yeah, too beautiful to be here with you" He said, I felt his gaze on me, so I looked at him and he was smirking, so I took that as a joke

"Hey," I punched his shoulder "I was about to say that"

He laughed and so did I. We ate our food just watching the sea, drinking the champagne and we sometimes started a little conversation including racing.

"So I hope you're not giving up?" I asked giving him a small smile

"No," He shake his head "now I feel positive about myself"

"Good" I whispered nodding sipping my champagne, getting an idea. I grabbed one of the non used glasses "by any chance you haven't got a knife or something sharp?"

"Yea, I do, I was planning to kill you, how do you know?" He said seriously, but I know is joking

"I'm serious, Leclerc" I chuckled

"No, why?" He laughed lightly

"Nevermind" I started to look for a sharper rock, which I did find right away and I started to engrave a letter P on the glass.

"What are you doing?" He chuckled looking at me

"Shh" I didn't stop

In the next few minutes I was done with my work of art. I engraved "P3" and "LEC 16" on each sides of the glass, giving it to him "this is your thropy, Leclerc"

"Thank you, wow" He laughed

"Don't you dare throw it away, it's from me and it's really pricefull" I rolled my eyes

"I'm not thinking about it, don't worry" He smirked

"You better, Leclerc" I gave him his smirk back

"You love my name, huh? You're saying it after every sentence" The same smirk was still on his face

"Honestly? I hate it, but do you want me to call you Perceval?" I laughed even though I didn't want to

"No, stop" He started to laugh with me "so you even know my whole name"

"Of course I do, Hervé, everysingle weekend I hold documents with your whole name on it for whole two years, how couldn't I?"

"Fair enough" He chuckled and there was silence again for some time, until he spoke up again "you know, you're not that bad"

"Yeah, I know, thank you" I smirked

"Bitch" He laughed

That's it for today, hope it's enough <3 Love y'all!

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