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So these are the resaults, so joris and yn and some alex and yn together aswell and then next weekend a teenager yn chapter.

Lots of love <3 <3

BEHIND THE CAMERA -> CHAPTER 10

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Inside Yn and Joris’ apartment it was not a peaceful morning as tension lingered in the air. Yn and Joris, had been on a rough patch for the past week. The constant arguments had created a palpable distance between them, but with the Grand Prix coming, they had no choice but to put their differences aside.

“Yn, do you have any idea where my passport is?” Joris called out, his irritation thinly veiled.

Yn glanced up, her eyes meeting his with an exasperated look. “I don't know, Joris. Maybe check your bag?”

Their bickering had escalated over the week, each disagreement building upon the last. The tension had reached its peak, yet neither of them was willing to address the underlying issues. The argument had started with a late-night return after a party, but it had spiraled into a series of disagreements over the smallest things. Forgotten housework became a battleground, and their once harmonious home now echoed with the sounds of discord.

"Joris, we can't keep going on like this," she said in French, her voice tinged with exhaustion.

He shot her a sharp look, his response equally sharp, "Maybe if you took things more seriously, we wouldn't have to."

Yn sighed as she packed her bags, glancing at Joris who was doing the same. "We can't let our personal issues affect Charles and the team," she muttered, her tone strained.

Joris nodded, avoiding eye contact. "We'll get through this weekend, and then we can talk."

In the airport, Charles Leclerc greeted his sister with a smile, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing between Yn and Joris. As they joined the Ferrari team, Andrea, Charles' trainer and friend, noticed the strained atmosphere.

"Yn, abbiamo notato qualcosa di strano ultimamente. Tutto a posto tra te e Joris?" (Yn, we've noticed something strange lately. Everything okay between you and Joris?) Andrea asked, concern etched across his face.

Yn hesitated, glancing at Joris before responding, "No, tutto bene. Siamo solo stanchi (No, everything's fine. We're just tired)"

Andrea, however, wasn't easily fooled "Non sembra solo stanchezza. Cosa sta succedendo?" (It doesn't seem like just tiredness. What's going on?) "Ricorda, siamo una famiglia qui. Se c'è qualcosa che va male, parliamone" (Remember, we're a family here. If something is wrong, let's talk about it)

Yn sighed, "Abbiamo litigato. Ma non vogliamo distrarre Charles e il team, quindi stiamo cercando di risolvere tutto privatamente." (We had a fight. But we don't want to distract Charles and the team, so we're trying to sort it out privately.)

Andrea nodded knowingly, his dark eyes showing empathy. "Ricordati che la comunicazione è la chiave. Parlatene prima che diventi troppo grande." (Remember, communication is key. Talk about it before it becomes too big)

Despite Andrea's advice, Yn and Joris continued to maintain a façade of normalcy. The strain persisted until even Charles couldn't ignore the palpable tension.

"Qu'est-ce qui se passe, Joris?" (What's going on, Joris?) Charles inquired, sensing the discomfort.

Joris hesitated before responding, "Rien, Charles. Juste quelques désaccords." (Nothing, Charles. Just a few disagreements.)

Charles wasn't convinced but chose not to push further. The trio continued their work, managing to maintain a facade of normalcy in front of the rest of the team.

As the weekend unfolded, the tension lingered beneath the surface, affecting their efficiency. Andrea, however, wasn't one to let things slide.

"Non potete continuare così. Risolvete i vostri problemi, le vostre energie negative non aiutano né voi né Charles" (You can't go on like this, sort out your problems. Your negative energies help neither you nor Charles) 

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As the morning sun bathed the hotel room in a warm glow on Sunday morning, Yn couldn't help but feel a heaviness in her heart. Yn sighed, glancing at herself in the mirror. She adjusted her makeup, trying to find solace in the routine. Joris, sitting on the bed, was scrolling through his phone, seemingly engrossed in something that wasn't the current situation.

"Joris, nous devons parler" (Joris, we need to talk) Yn spoke up for the first time that day.

"Peut-on le faire plus tard? Nous avons déjà assez de problèmes." (Can we do it later? We already have enough issues) Joris glanced up to look at her across the room, his expression a mix of frustration and exhaustion.

"Non, Joris. C'est assez. Je ne peux pas continuer comme ça" (No, Joris. It's enough. I can't go on like this)

Their eyes met in the mirror, and a heavy silence lingered for a moment.

"Je m'ennuie de toi" (I miss you) Yn starts as she feels her eyes getting teary of the frustration she has had for more than a week.

Joris put his phone down, looking genuinely surprised by Yn's vulnerability.

Joris met her gaze, his expression softening "Yn, je suis désolé pour tout. Les disputes, c'était idiot. Je ne voulais pas que ça dure aussi longtemps" (Yn, I'm sorry for everything. The arguments were foolish. I didn't want it to last this long)

Yn nodded, a tear escaping her eye "Moi non plus. J'ai manqué de sommeil cette semaine, et je ne pouvais pas être en colère contre toi plus longtemps. Tu m'as manqué" (Me neither. I've been sleep-deprived this week, and I couldn't stay angry at you any longer. I missed you)

They both apologized, acknowledging their faults, and gradually the weight of the week began to lift. Joris reached out and touched Yn's hand, "Je suis désolée" (I'm sorry)

"Tu es magnifique, Yn. As always" (You look beautiful, Yn) Joris complimented her.

"Merci, Joris. You don't look too bad yourself," Yn replied with a teasing smile.

Their eyes locked, and the weight of the past week seemed to lift. Yn and Joris shared a tender moment of reconciliation, their unspoken words mending the fractures in their relationship. Without a word, they closed the gap between them and shared a heartfelt kiss, the first in what felt like an eternity.

As Yn and Joris emerged from their room, hand in hand, the team members noticed the change in their demeanor. Charles grinned, nudging his sister and best friend. "Looks like our favorite couple has made up."

As they made their way to the hotel buffet for breakfast, the other members of the Leclerc entourage couldn't help but notice the change in the atmosphere.

"Siete tornati insieme?" (Are you back together?)

Yn nodded with a shy smile, "Sì, Andrea. Abbiamo risolto le cose." (Yes, Andrea. We sorted things out.)

Andrea clapped Joris on the back, "Sono felice per voi!" (I'm happy for you!)

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As they headed to the race track, the camaraderie between Yn and Joris was evident. Charles, with a smirk, teased, "Finally remembered how to get along?"

Yn playfully nudged her brother, "Shut up, Charles. Today is about winning, and we're all in this together"

As the race unfolded, Charles displayed his skill on the track, and the Leclerc family watched with pride from the pit. The cheers of the team members echoed through the air as Charles crossed the finish line, securing a victory.

In the celebration that followed, Andrea embraced Yn and Joris, "Sono felice che vi siate riconciliati. La squadra ha bisogno di armonia" (I'm glad you reconciled. The team needs harmony)

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BEHIND THE CAMERA -> CHAPTER 11

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anon: sorry for this very small chapter, but i wanted to write about it

The end of the year brought a bitter chill to the Leclerc family, not just from the biting winter winds but from the lingering disappointment in Arthur's heart. Yn could sense her little brother's dejection as he sat in the cozy living room of their Monaco home, surrounded by the warmth of family. Arthur, the youngest Leclerc and once-promising F2 driver, found himself at a crossroads. His dreams had been shattered with DAMS choosing not to renew his contract, leaving him questioning his worth as a racer.

Pascale, the matriarch of the Leclerc clan, wrapped her arms around Arthur. "Mon chéri, you are not a failure. Racing is a tough world,success comes not only from victories but also from overcoming challenges, and setbacks are part of the journey"

Charles, the elder brother, added reassuringly, "You still have so many opportunities, Arthur. You'll bounce back stronger. It's just a bump in the road, not the end of the race."

Lorenzo chimed in, "Tu es toujours notre champion, même dans les moments difficiles. (You are always our champion, even in tough times)"

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The sun hung low over the Circuit de Barcelona-Catalunya as the Leclerc siblings gathered at the pit lane. Yn felt a surge of pride and anticipation as she watched her little brother, Arthur, prepare to take the wheel of Charles' scarlet Ferrari. The familiar aroma of petrol and rubber hung in the air, mixing with the nervous excitement that buzzed around the pit.

Charles, the eldest of the Leclerc siblings, leaned against the pit wall, his eyes fixed on the Ferrari with a mix of pride and concern. Yn could sense the weight on his shoulders as the team prepared for the upcoming Formula 1 season.

Arthur, having faced a challenging season in F2, had found himself without a seat for the upcoming season. However, fate had a different plan for him as Ferrari welcomed him as a development driver. The Barcelona test was Arthur's chance to prove himself, driving the same car that his older brother would soon race in the 2024 Formula 1 season.

"Allez Arthur. Montre-leur ce que tu as dans le ventre!" (Come on, Arthur. Show them what you've got!) Yn told him, her words a mix of excitement and encouragement.

Charles patted his brother on the back, saying, "This is your moment, Arthur. Show them what you're made of."

Arthur, his eyes gleaming with determination, climbed into the cockpit. The roar of the Ferrari engine echoed through the circuit as he sped down the straight.

Lorenzo, their older brother, stood nearby, offering a reassuring nod to Charles. "He's got this, Charles. Arthur has the talent, just like you."

Charles managed a small smile, appreciating Lorenzo's support. The roar of the engine drowned out further conversation as the Ferrari roared to life. Yn couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as the car pulled out onto the track.

Yn exchanged a look with Joris, whispering, "Il a tellement grandi," (He has grown so much).

Pascale, stood with a proud smile, capturing the moment on her phone. "Regardez-les! Mes enfants extraordinaires!" (Look at them! My extraordinary children!)

Joris, Charles' best friend and Yn's boyfriend, stood beside Yn, squeezing her hand gently. "Il va tout déchirer sur la piste, tu verras." (He's going to tear it up on the track, you'll see.)

Yn grinned, her eyes never leaving the speeding Ferrari. "I know he will, Joris. I just hope he gets a chance in F1 this season."

As the red blur of the Ferrari streaked by, Arthur's skill behind the wheel was evident. The radio crackled to life, and the team's communication with Arthur began. "Comment ça se passe, Arthur?" (How's it going, Arthur?) Charles asked through the headset.

"Ça va bien, Charles! La voiture est incroyable!" (It's going well, Charles! The car is amazing!) Arthur's voice crackled back, a mix of excitement and determination.

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I got a exam result in my English language back and got a c , I feel like I failed myself as people who've got lower than me in other exams got higher . Everyone is proud of me but I myself personally feel so bad with myself so I need a little comfort could you possibly write this like y/n gets a results back and didn't get what she wanted but everyone is proud of her but she breaks down in Joris and her brothers arms determined she's a failure .

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author note: Here's a small chapter (im sorry for being very short, im recovering from a cold, my defenses are very low and I am constantly sick) anyways lots of love <3 <3

The bell echoed through the hallways of Lycée Albert I, signaling the end of another school day. Y/N Leclerc gathered her belongings, feeling a knot of anxiety tighten in her stomach. She glanced at her physics test result, a stark reminder of the unexpected challenge she had faced. Normally, she soared effortlessly through her studies, always achieving the maximum marks.

Joris, her boyfriend and Charles's best friend, noticed Y/N's pensive expression as they walked out of the classroom together. "Y/N, what's wrong? You usually ace these exams," he said, concern etched across his face.

"I don't know, Joris. It's just... I thought I had it all figured out, but this time, it just slipped away" Y/N frowned, her voice soft

Joris placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it's just one test. You can bounce back from this. Let's go to Charles and the others, okay?"

In the courtyard, Y/N found solace in the presence of her friends, Martha, Riccardo, Hugo, and of course, Charles. As they gathered under the shade of a familiar tree

"Y/n, what's wrong?" Charles noticed her downcast expression as he approached, his school bag slung over one shoulder.

Y/N hesitated before opening up about her results "I... I got my physics test back," Y/n admitted, a lump forming in her throat.

Charles glanced at the paper in her hand. "You passed, right?"

"Yeah, but just barely" Y/n replied, avoiding eye contact.

Charles furrowed his brow, exchanging a concerned look with Joris. "What do you mean? You're always at the top of the class."

"I know, but this time, it's different. I feel like I let everyone down, especially myself" Y/N, said with a trembling voice. 

Joris offered a reassuring smile. "Y/N, you didn't let anyone down. Passing is still an achievement. Besides, we're all proud of you."

Martha, her bestfriend, tried to cheer her up. "Y/n, it's just one test, you're still amazing. We all have our off days. You'll bounce back from this."

"Oui, tu es très intelligente. (Yes, you are very smart)," Hugo added.

Riccardo added, "Exactly! And you can always ask for help if you're struggling with anything.

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As the day continued, Y/N couldn't shake off the weight of disappointment. When she reached home, she decided it was time to confide in her family.

In the cozy living room, Y/N sat down with her parents, Pascale and Hervé, and her older brother, Lorenzo. She nervously relayed the news of her test result "I thought I had it all under control, but I didn't. I feel like such a failure."

Lorenzo, her older brother, spoke first. "Y/N, getting a bad mark is not the end of the world. It's a lesson. You learn from your mistakes and improve. I failed exams too, you know."

"But I don't want to fail, Lolo. I want to be the best, for myself and for everyone who believes in me" Y/N looked at him, her eyes welling up with tears

Lorenzo enveloped her in a comforting hug. "Being the best doesn't mean never failing. It means learning and growing from your failures. You'll bounce back stronger, I promise."

Pascale joined in, placing a hand on Y/N's shoulder. "Chérie, we love you no matter what. tu es incroyable. Une note ne change rien à cela. You're still our brilliant and incredible baby girl" (you are incredible. One grade doesn't change that.)

Hervé added with a gentle smile, "And remember, even in moments of failure, you have a family and friends who will always support you, nous sommes fiers de toi, Y/n. Tu fais de ton mieux, et c'est tout ce qui compte" (We are proud of you, Y/n. You're doing your best, and that's all that matters)

As Y/N embraced her family, surrounded by their love and understanding, she began to see that the mark on the test didn't define her. It was just a step in her journey of growth and resilience.

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Vicious

been recently listening to Sabrina Carpenter and i wanted to wrte this chapter bc i have been lacking inspo for behind the camera but i will post something soon <3

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Vicious

Sabrina Carpenter · Song · 2023

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city of Monaco. Yn stood on the balcony of her apartment, watching the twinkling lights of the harbor below. Charles Leclerc, the charming Formula 1 driver, was supposed to join her for a quiet evening together. However, the air was thick with tension, and a knot formed in her stomach.

As the door opened, Charles walked in, his usual smile replaced with a distant expression. Yn couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as he approached her.

"Yn," he began, his voice hesitant. "We need to talk."

She turned to face him, her heart pounding. "What's going on, Charles?"

He took a deep breath, avoiding eye contact. "I think we need to take a break."

The words hit Yn like a punch to the gut. "A break? Why? What's happened?"

Charles struggled to find the right words, his gaze fixed on the floor. "It's just... things are getting complicated. The constant scrutiny, the pressure... I need to focus on my career right now."

Yn felt a lump in her throat. "So, it's over? Just like that?"

Charles nodded, his eyes filled with regret. "I'm sorry, Yn. I never wanted it to come to this."

As he walked away, Yn was left alone on the balcony, tears streaming down her face. She couldn't comprehend how everything had unraveled so quickly. The love that once bloomed between them now withered away, leaving behind the bitter taste of heartbreak.

In the weeks that followed, Yn tried to make sense of the breakup. The pain lingered, and she found solace in the lyrics of a song that seemed to mirror her emotions – "Vicious" by Sabrina Carpenter. The words resonated with her, capturing the essence of the heartbreak she felt.

One year passed, marked by ten thousand bad moments. Yn attempted to move on, but the wounds were still fresh. The memories of their time together haunted her, and she couldn't escape the feeling of betrayal.

The Monaco Grand Prix, a race she once enjoyed watching with Charles, became a painful reminder of what was lost. As the engines roared through the streets of the principality, Yn couldn't help but reminisce about the moments they shared in the glamorous city.

One evening, Yn found herself alone in her apartment, the haunting lyrics of "Vicious" echoing through the silence. The words became a soundtrack to her heartache, capturing the essence of the pain she felt.

She replayed the moments when Charles professed his love, promising a future together. But now, he seemed like a distant figure, someone she barely recognized. The public saw him as an angel, but Yn knew the truth – the vicious nature of love had torn them apart.

"Why you gotta be so vicious?" she whispered to herself, the words cutting through the air. The private person in her had quietly carried the burden of their relationship, and now, the truth was unraveling.

Yn reflected on the lyrics that mirrored her own experience – the pretense of love, the heart being crushed, and the wrecked image of their relationship. She grappled with the conflicting emotions of love and resentment.

As Yn listened to the song, a determination welled up inside her. She couldn't let the pain define her. She needed to pick up the pieces and move forward.

With each beat of the music, Yn began to shed the weight of the past. The lyrics served as a catharsis, allowing her to release the pent-up emotions. She realized that she deserved more than a love that pretended and hurt.

Armed with newfound strength, Yn decided to focus on herself. She would no longer be confined by the memories of a broken relationship. The Monaco Grand Prix, once a symbol of love, would now become a symbol of resilience.

As the song faded away, Yn wiped away her tears and looked towards the future. The vicious cycle of heartbreak had come to an end, and she was ready to embrace the unknown, free from the shackles of a love that was anything but true.

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chapter 13

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The vibrant city lights of Monaco shone below as Yn and Joris walked along the harbor, their laughter echoing against the luxurious yachts. The F1 season was in full swing, and the excitement of the races permeated the air. Little did they know, their lives were about to take an unexpected turn.

As they settled into a cozy corner of a seaside cafe, Yn nervously toyed with her necklace, glancing at Joris with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.

"Joris, there's something I need to tell you," she began, her eyes meeting his with a mix of excitement and fear.

Joris, sensing her nervousness, squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Whatever it is, Yn, we'll face it together."

Taking a deep breath, Yn looked into Joris' eyes. "I'm pregnant."

Joris stared at her for a moment, the words sinking in. A mixture of surprise, joy, and concern played across his face “Yn, that's incredible. We're going to be parents!”

The vibrant atmosphere of the F1 paddock buzzed with excitement as Yn strolled hand in hand with Joris. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow on the bustling scene. As they walked toward the motorhome, Yn couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. The 2024 F1 season had been a rollercoaster for Charles, and her heart swelled with pride for her twin brother.

Entering the motorhome, Yn felt a wave of nervousness wash over her. She and Joris exchanged a glance before breaking the news to her family. The room was filled with the aroma of a home-cooked meal, and the Leclerc family gathered around the table.

Pascale, Yn's mother, welcomed them with a warm smile. "Bienvenue! How was your day, mes enfants?"

Yn took a deep breath, exchanging a glance with Joris. "Maman, there's something important we need to tell you all."

"Go on, we're all ears," Lorenzo said, gesturing for them to continue.

The room fell silent as everyone turned their attention to Yn and Joris. Charles, still riding the adrenaline of his recent race, leaned back in his chair, seemingly unfazed.

Joris cleared his throat, "Yn et moi, nous attendons un bébé." (Yn and I are expecting a baby.)

A beat of silence hung in the air before Pascale beamed, "Oh mon dieu, that's wonderful news! Congratulations, my dear!" She enveloped Yn in a warm hug.

Arthur, Yn's younger brother, grinned from ear to ear and  clapped his hands excitedly "Uncle Arthur! That sounds so cool!"

Lorenzo high-fived Joris. "Congrats, man!"

But Charles, who had been calmly sipping his drink, suddenly choked, nearly spilling it. His eyes widened as he turned to Yn and Joris. "Attendez, quoi?" (Wait, what?)

Yn looked at Charles, her heart pounding. "J'ai dit que nous attendons un bébé, Charles." (I said we're expecting a baby, Charles.)

"Charles, it's okay," Yn began, her voice shaky. "We know it's a lot to take in, but—"

"You're pregnant?" Charles interrupted, his emotions clearly conflicting. "With Joris' baby? Seriously?"

Joris nodded, a proud smile on his face. "Oui, mon ami. Nous sommes ravis." (Yes, my friend. We're thrilled.)

Charles, torn between conflicting emotions, stood up abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. "No, this can't be happening," he muttered, pacing back and forth.

Yn's eyes welled up with tears as the weight of Charles' reaction hit her and Joris squeezed her hand for reassurance. "Charles, s'il te plaît, comprends." (Charles, please, understand.)

Charles, still in shock, ran his hand through his hair. "I can't believe my best friend got my sister pregnant! This is insane!"

Andrea, sensing the tension, stepped forward and spoke up. "Calma, Charles. È una bella notizia. (Calm down, Charles. It's good news.)"

Charles, frustrated, turned to Andrea, "This is my sister, Andrea! My little sister!"

Pascale, unimpressed by Charles' dramatic outburst, spoke sternly. "Charles, calme-toi! C'est une bonne nouvelle pour la famille." (Charles, calm down! It's good news for the family.)

Charles, torn between conflicting emotions, sighed deeply. "I know, but it's just… unexpected. I need some time to process this."

Andrea, Charles' personal trainer and a close family friend, spoke up. "Caro amico, la vita è piena di sorprese. Lascia che le cose si sistemino." (Dear friend, life is full of surprises. Let things settle.)

Yn, overwhelmed by the emotional rollercoaster, couldn't hold back her tears. Pascale hugged her daughter, shooting a disapproving look at Charles. "T'es trop dramatique, mon fils." (You're too dramatic, my son.)

He immediately softened, walking over to hug his sister. "I'm sorry, Yn. I'm just shocked. But I'm happy for you, really."

The tension dissipated as the Leclerc family embraced the news, Arthur jumping around excitedly. "On va avoir un bébé dans la famille!" (We're going to have a baby in the family!)

As the room filled with laughter and joy, Charles knelt down and placed his ear against Yn's belly. "Je suis désolé pour ma réaction, petite sœur. Je t'aime déjà, petit bébé." (I'm sorry for my reaction, little sister. I already love you, little baby.)

The Leclerc family, amidst the chaos of emotions, began to discuss the impending arrival. Despite Charles' initial shock, the love and support from the rest of the family prevailed, turning an unexpected revelation into a celebration of life.

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Hey, could you write something for Valentine’s day in Behind the camera please 🫶

Bonus behind the camera -> Valentine's day especial

lets pretend Carla and Arthur are still together (i loved them, i miss them) and that Lorenzo and Charlotte are engaged

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The sun had just begun to illuminate the picturesque streets of Monaco as Yn woke up to the sweet aroma of breakfast in bed. She rubbed her eyes, smiling as she saw Joris, her boyfriend and childhood best friend, placing a tray filled with delicious treats on her lap

"Joyeuse Saint-Valentin, ma belle," Joris greeted, presenting her with a tray laden with heart-shaped pancakes, fresh fruits, and a steaming cup of coffee.

"Bon matin, ma belle," Joris greeted, leaning in to give Yn a tender kiss on the cheek.

"Good morning, my love," Yn replied, her heart fluttering at the endearment. She couldn't believe how lucky she was to have Joris in her life. This looks amazing, you're spoiling me already" Yn exclaimed, giving him a sweet kiss.

As they enjoyed their breakfast, Yn and Joris spoke of plans for the day. Little did Yn know, Joris had arranged a surprise spa day for them.

"J'ai réservé une journée au spa pour nous deux, mon amour," Joris revealed with a twinkle in his eye. (I've booked a day at the spa for us, my love.)

Yn's eyes lit up with excitement. "C'est parfait! Merci, Joris!" (That's perfect! Thank you, Joris!)

After a relaxing spa experience and a luxurious massage and some time in the sauna, they felt refreshed and ready for the rest of their day. 

As they relaxed in the spa's thermal pools, Yn sighed contentedly. "C'est vraiment le paradis, Jo." (It's truly paradise, Jo)

Joris chuckled, brushing a strand of hair away from Yn's face. "Je suis heureux que tu apprécies, mon cœur." (I'm glad you're enjoying it)

The couple returned home for a cozy afternoon nap. Wrapped in each other's arms, they exchanged sweet nothings, cherishing the simple pleasure of being together.

"Wake up, sleepyhead. Let's enjoy the city, ma chérie." Joris whispered as Yn stirred from her nap

"Alright, let's go" Yn looked at him with sleepy eyes but agreed

Upon waking, they decided to take a leisurely stroll around Monaco. Hand in hand, they wandered through the charming streets of Monaco, taking in the breathtaking views of the Mediterranean. Yn's favorite boutiques beckoned, and they stopped for coffee at her beloved café.

"Mon amour, j'adore passer du temps avec toi." (My love, I adore spending time with you.) Joris whispered, intertwining his fingers with Yn's

"Et moi aussi, Jojo. C'est une journée parfaite." (And me too. It's a perfect day)

As evening approached, Yn and Joris joined her family for a Valentine's Day dinner. The Leclerc household buzzed with laughter and joy as they all gathered around the table.

"Bonsoir, ma sœur! Joyeuse Saint-Valentin!" Charles exclaimed, kissing Yn on both cheeks.

"Bonsoir, Charlie! Joyeuse Saint-Valentin à toi aussi," Yn replied, returning the gesture.

The dinner table was filled with lively conversations, as they all shared stories and laughter. 

As they sat around the table, Lorenzo had an announcement.

"Nous avons une grande nouvelle à partager," he said, holding Charlotte's hand. (We have some big news to share.)

Yn's eyes widened as Charlotte showed off her engagement ring. "Nous allons nous marier!" Lorenzo announced happily. (We are getting married!)

The room erupted in cheers and congratulations. Yn hugged her brother and soon-to-be sister-in-law, genuinely happy for them.

Yn stole glances at her older brother Charles, happy to see him so content with his girlfriend, Alexandra.

"Je suis tellement heureux pour toi, Cha," Yn said, expressing her happiness for her brother. (I am so happy for you, Charles.)

"Merci, Yn. Et toi, Joris, prends bien soin de ma sœur, d'accord?" Charles playfully warned Joris. (Thank you, Yn. And you, Joris, take good care of my sister, okay?)

Joris nodded with a smile, "Bien sûr, Charles. Toujours." (Of course, Charles. Always.)

The night concluded with shared desserts, laughter, and a feeling of warmth that only family and true love could bring. As Yn and Joris exchanged glances, they knew that this Valentine's Day would be etched in their hearts forever.

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chapter 14

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The wait is over im so sorry bc of how late this comes up i've been so bad lately with struggles in both mentally and with my cronical kidney disease. BUT HERE'S THE PIERRE FT ANNOYING/RUDE GF Hope you like it <3 <3

The sun hung high over the picturesque landscape of Cinque Terre, Italy, as the Leclerc family, along with their friends, basked in the warmth of another summer day. Yn and her twin brother, Charles, giggled as they ran along the pebbled beach, their laughter mingling with the sound of crashing waves.

"Race you to the rocks!" Charles challenged, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Yn grinned, her competitive spirit ignited. "You're on!"

"Charles, slow down!" Yn called out, chuckling as she tried to keep up with his energetic pace.

Their younger brother, Arthur, trailed behind them, his laughter ringing out as he tried to keep up. Lorenzo, the eldest of the siblings, watched fondly from a distance, content in the company of their parents and friends

Charles grinned, his eyes scanning the crowd. "Where are Mom and Dad?"

"They said they'd meet us by the gelato stand," Yn replied, scanning the area

As the afternoon sun began to dip towards the horizon, the Leclercs and their companions gathered around a rustic wooden table at a local trattoria, sharing stories and laughter over plates of freshly caught seafood and glasses of chilled limoncello

"Charles, Pierre just arrived!" Lorenzo called out, waving to a familiar figure approaching with a girl by his side

Pierre, Charles's best friend from karting, grinned as he spotted them. "Hey, everyone!"

Yn's heart skipped a beat when she saw Céline, Pierre's girlfriend, trailing behind him. She tried to hide her discomfort, knowing that Céline had never been particularly kind to her

“Bonjour, Pierre!" Charles greeted, clapping his friend on the back. "Comment ça va?"

"Bonjour, ça va?" Pierre asked, flashing her a friendly smile. 

Yn forced a smile in return, replying, "Ça va bien, merci" (I'm doing well, thank you)

"Bonjour, Yn," Céline greeted, her tone dripping with insincerity "Having fun with your little boyfriend?"

Yn felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as Céline's words drew chuckles from some of the others. She glanced at Joris, who squeezed her hand reassuringly

"Oui, we are" Joris replied, his voice steady despite the hate in Céline's words, and comforts his girlfriend by placing his arm around Yn’s shoulders and placing his head on her neck.

Yn's smile faltered, but she remained silent, not wanting to cause a scene. She glanced at Charles, hoping he would intervene, but he was engrossed in conversation with Riccardo and Marta

The group chatted amicably for a while, but Yn couldn't shake the feeling of Cèline's disapproval looming over her. She tried to ignore it, focusing instead on the laughter and chatter of her family and friends

As the sun dipped below the horizon, tension hung thick in the air. Yn found herself retreating, seeking solace in the quiet of the villa.

"Yn, what's wrong?" Joris asked, concern etched in his features as he followed her.

"It's nothing" Yn murmured, unable to meet his gaze.

"Hey, don't listen to Céline" Joris said softly, lifting her chin to meet his eyes. "You're amazing, okay? Don't let her get to you"

As the day wore on, tensions simmered beneath the surface, coming to a head during a late afternoon stroll along the coastline. Yn walked a few paces behind the others, lost in her thoughts, when she overheard snippets of conversation between Pierre and Cèline.

"Elle est tellement ennuyeuse" Cèline whispered, her voice dripping with disdain "Pourquoi doit-elle toujours être là?"

Yn's heart sank as she realized they were talking about her. She quickened her pace, desperate to escape their cruel words, but Pierre's voice stopped her in her tracks

"Cèline, enough" Pierre said firmly, his gaze flickering to Yn. "You're being rude and you have no right to speak to Yn like that"

Cèline scoffed, rolling her eyes and looking away.

One evening, as they gathered for dinner on the terrace overlooking the sea, Cèline's snide remarks reached a breaking point.

"Yn, why do you always dress like that? You look ridiculous," Cèline remarked, her tone dripping with disdain

Yn's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as the others exchanged uncomfortable glances. She bit her lip, struggling to maintain her composure

Charles, sensing his sister's distress, followed her outside, concern etched on his features. "Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas, Yn? (What's wrong, Yn)" he asked, his voice gentle.

Yn swallowed the lump in her throat, her resolve crumbling as she confessed, "Cèline... she's been making me feel unwelcome, Charles. I don't know what I've done to deserve it."

Charles's brows furrowed in indignation. "Ne t'en fais pas, ma petite fleur. Je vais parler à Pierre. Personne ne devrait te faire sentir ainsi (Don't worry. I'll talk to Pierre. No one should make you feel this way)"

With determination in his stride, Charles sought out Pierre, his expression grave as he relayed Yn's distress. Pierre's initial disbelief gave way to realization, his features contorting with regret as he realized the extent of Cèline's behavior.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Yn's patience wore thin. "Cèline, pourquoi es-tu si méchante envers moi?" (Cèline, why are you so mean to me?)

Cèline scoffed, her eyes narrowing with disdain. "Oh, comme si ça t'importait vraiment." (As if you really care.)

Pierre's expression darkened as he stepped forward, his voice firm. "Cèline, enough. Tu as dépassé les bornes" (You've crossed the line) "I can't believe you'd behave like this, Cèline. I thought I knew you better"

Yn's heart raced as she watched Cèline storm off in a huff, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She felt a wave of gratitude wash over her as Pierre turned to her with a reassuring smile.

Later that evening, Pierre approached Yn, his expression apologetic. "Je suis désolé, Yn. Cèline's behavior was unacceptable. I've spoken with her parents, and they're ashamed of her actions. They've decided to cut our vacation short and return to France early to address her behavior"

"Merci, Pierre," Yn whispered, her voice choked with emotion. (Thank you, Pierre)

Pierre squeezed her hand gently, his eyes shining with empathy. "De rien, Yn. Tu mérites d'être traitée avec respect." (You're welcome, Yn. You deserve to be treated with respect)

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Bonus chapter: Bali vacation

The golden rays of the Bali sun danced across the lush greenery as Yn and Joris stepped out of their dorm in the private villa, greeted by the aroma of exotic flowers and the distant sound of cascading waterfalls. Charles, Alexandra, Andrea, Arthur, and Anthoine were already up, chatting excitedly about the day's plans. She took in the warm breeze, feeling the excitement bubble within her. This vacation was long overdue, especially after Charles' recent success in Australia.

"Bon matin!" She called out with a wide grin, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Good morning, sleepyheads!" Charles replied, her own excitement palpable as she joined the group. "What's on the agenda for today?" She asked her brother while hugging her younger brother and seeing him happy after tough times.

"Today's agenda: waterfall exploration" Charles announced with a grin while having breakfast, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Sounds perfect" Yn replied, matching her brother's enthusiasm. She glanced at Joris, who was already capturing the moment with his camera, a wide smile etched on his face.

Their first stop was Tegenungan Waterfall, its cascading waters a sight to behold. 

“Can you believe we're actually here?" Yn exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she took in the breathtaking scenery

Charles chuckled, slinging an arm around her shoulders. "It's about time we took a break from the fast life, don't you think?"

Joris nodded, his arm wrapped securely around Yn's waist. "Definitely. It's like something out of a dream," Joris murmured, his gaze fixed on the natural wonder before them

Yn nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of serenity wash over her. "Let's take a dip" she suggested, kicking off her shoes and wading into the refreshing waters, as she couldn't resist the urge to dip her toes into the cool pool below, laughter bubbling from her lips as Charles playfully splashed water at her

"Charles, stop!" she giggled, trying to shield herself from the playful assault

"Never!" he declared, a mischievous glint in his eyes

As they dried off and continued their journey, they stumbled upon an elephant sanctuary. Yn's heart swelled with joy as she interacted with the majestic creatures, where they had the opportunity to interact with these majestic creatures up close. Yn couldn't contain her joy as she fed bananas to them and marveled at their intelligence

"This is incredible," she murmured, her eyes shining with wonder

"It's incredible how gentle they are," Alex remarked, her heart swelling with affection for the magnificent animals

Joris captured the moment, his camera clicking away as he immortalized their shared experience. Yn stole a glance at him, a surge of warmth flooding her heart at the sight of her boyfriend capturing memories they would cherish forever

"Isn't this amazing, Jojo?" Yn exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement as they passed by colorful stalls selling handmade crafts and aromatic street food

Joris wrapped an arm around her shoulders, his gaze mirroring her awe. "Absolutely stunning, just like you," he whispered, earning a playful nudge from Yn

Later that day, as the sun dipped below the horizon,  laughter echoed from the terrace, where Joris and Anthoine were engaged in a friendly game of table tennis

"Looks like they're having fun," Yn remarked, her gaze drifting to where Alexandra and Andrea were engrossed in conversation by the pool

"They certainly are," Charles agreed, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "It's good to see everyone enjoying themselves”

After a delicious dinner prepared by Andrea and Yn, where she and Andrea bonded over their shared love of cooking, exchanging stories, they found themselves sitting on the terrace, a stack of board games spread out before them

"È così bello cucinare con te, Yn" Andrea said, a smile lighting up her face. (It's so nice cooking with you, Yn)

Yn returned the sentiment, feeling a sense of belonging in Andrea's presence. "Grazie, Andrea. È un piacere" (Thank you, Andrea. It's a pleasure)

"Prepare to lose, little sis," Charles teased, eyeing the Scrabble board with determination.

Yn laughed, shaking her head. "We'll see about that, frère"

As they played, the competitive spirit that ran in the Leclerc blood took over, and soon they were engrossed in a fierce battle of words.

In between rounds, Yn stole glances at her brothers, feeling a surge of affection for them. Despite the pressures of their respective careers, moments like these reminded her of the unbreakable bond they shared.

The following morning, Yn joined Alexandra for a shopping excursion, exploring the vibrant markets and boutique stores that lined the streets of Ubud.

"Tu trouves quelque chose d'intéressant?" Alexandra asked, holding up a delicate handcrafted necklace. (Do you find anything interesting?)

Yn nodded, admiring the intricate design. "Oui, c'est magnifique!" she exclaimed, smiling warmly. (Yes, it's beautiful!)

As they wandered through the bustling streets, Yn couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. In the midst of paradise, surrounded by loved ones, she knew that this vacation in Bali would be a cherished memory for years to come.

Their adventures in the island, led them to vibrant markets, where Yn and Alexandra indulged in a spree of shopping, their laughter ringing through the air as they haggled with vendors over colorful clothes and lots of  souvenirs.

"It's so nice to spend this time with you," Yn smiled, linking arms with Alexandra as they strolled along the bustling streets.

"I couldn't agree more," Alexandra replied, her laughter tinkling like wind chimes in the breeze.

"Tu trouves quelque chose d'intéressant?" Alexandra asked, holding up a delicate handcrafted necklace. (Do you find anything interesting?)

Yn nodded, admiring the intricate design. "Oui, c'est magnifique!" she exclaimed, smiling warmly. (Yes, it's beautiful!)

One evening, Yn and Joris stole away for a romantic dinner in a quaint village restaurant, savoring each moment of solitude amidst the bustling energy of Bali.

Tu es magnifique ce soir" Joris murmured, his eyes sparkling with adoration (You look beautiful tonight)

Yn's cheeks flushed pink as she leaned closer, her heart fluttering at his words. "Merci, mon amour, toi aussi," she whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips

"Il fait tellement beau ici, n'est-ce pas?" Yn remarked, her eyes sparkling with joy as she savored the flavors of Balinese cuisine. ("It's so beautiful here, isn't it?")

Joris nodded, his gaze softening as he reached across the table to take her hand. "C'est magique, tout comme toi." ("It's magical, just like you.")

As they reached the villa, laughter and chatter greeted them. Charles and Arthur were engaged in a heated game of Monopoly, their competitive spirits evident in every move.

"Ah, look who's finally decided to grace us with their presence," Charles teased, flashing a grin at his sister and Joris.

"Monopoly, encore?" Yn teased, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. ("Monopoly, again?")

Charles chuckled, exchanging a knowing look with Arthur. "You know you love it, Yn."

"Care to join in?" Arthur asked, gesturing to the board.

Yn chuckled, shaking her head. "Maybe other day. Jojo and I have other plans for the evening."

Joris smirked, wrapping an arm around Yn's waist. "Indeed we do."

Charles and Arthur's expressions shifted from amusement to mock horror in an instant. "Yn!" Charles exclaimed, his cheeks flushing slightly. "Trop d'information!" (Too much information!) and Joris and Yn leave laughing at her brothers antics

Yn, Charles and Arthur also had time to go on a special siblings' day, their bond as strong as ever. They shared stories, laughter, and secrets, relishing the precious moments they spent together.

"Regardez, Yn!" Artie exclaimed, pointing excitedly at a display of souvenirs

Yn smiled, marveling at her brother's enthusiasm. "C'est magnifique, Artie! Let's get one for maman and Lolo, shall we?"

"Tu sais, Artie, peu importe ce qui arrive, nous serons toujours là l'un pour l'autre," Yn said, squeezing his hand reassuringly. (You know, Artie, no matter what happens, we'll always be there for each other.)

Arthur nodded, a grateful smile tugging at his lips. "Merci, Yn. Je ne sais pas ce que je ferais sans toi." (Thank you, Yn. I don't know what I would do without you.)

"Vous êtes les meilleurs frères du monde," Arthur declared, wrapping his arms around Yn and Charles in a tight hug. (You're the best siblings in the world.)

"Et vous, vous êtes les meilleures frère Turtur," Yn replied, pressing a kiss to his forehead. (And you're the best brothers)

Their week was filled with laughter, love, and cherished memories, weaving a tapestry of moments that would forever bind them together as siblings.

Under Anthoine's guidance, Yn delved into the art of photography, discovering a newfound passion for capturing moments frozen in time and she absorbed the wisdom of Anthoine.

"Merci pour ton aide, Anthoine," Yn said, gratitude shining in her eyes. (Thank you for your help, Anthoine.)

Anthoine grinned, his enthusiasm infectious. "De rien, Yn. C'est un plaisir de t'aider." (You're welcome, Yn. It's a pleasure to help you.)

"Patience et passion sont les clés de la photographie," Anthoine explained, his words resonating with Yn as she captured the beauty of Bali through her own lens. (Patience and passion are the keys to photography.)

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the sky in hues of pink and orange, Yn couldn't help but feel grateful for the precious time spent with her loved ones in the enchanting paradise of Bali.

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So heres the result which is that you want smut so now I ask you for that people who doesn't want it

Are you gonna do a chapter based on Joris’ birthday

Bonus chapter: Joris bday

sorry to be late for this been very busy with assigments

WARNING: SMUT!!!! (at the beggining only) then its lots of fluff

The sun kissed the city of Montecarlo, casting a golden glow over the bustling streets. It was a special day for Joris, and Y/N couldn't wait to celebrate his birthday.

Soft and lazy kisses trailing slowly down his bare chest have Joris’ eyes shifting behind his eyelids as he wakes up, unwillingly being pulled into the start of the day. A small grunt sounds from his chest in refusal to open his eyes, yet the soft little pitter patters now walking down the dips of his abs stir the butterflies in his belly.

His attention draws to the fingernails hooking under the waistband of his boxers, the somewhat ache in his crotch seeping through the thick layer of sleep he was in.

He hears shuffling under the covers, suspecting what - or who - that could be, causing a smile to creep up his lips. He lifts his hips willingly for his shorts to be pulled down, just for his cock to be taken hold of by two soft, warm little hands.

And then, what he didn’t expect but hoped for - silky, warmth and wetness all wrapped around his tip as the lips are wrapped around him.

She was determined to make Joris’ birthday as special as it can be, hence she started by giving him head. “Holy shit, baby,” Joris’ voice is deep but there’s a hint of desperation in it as you give him head “Fuck you’re crazy today.”

“Just spoiling the birthday boy, amour,” Yn smiles at him, tapping his cock against her tongue and ensuring he watches while she does it.

“Je t’aime tellement chérie” he says with a breathy voice.

"Je t’aime aussi, bon anniversaire, mon amour!" Y/N exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.

"Merci" Joris replied, returning the embrace as both of them lay on the bed entangled in each other. "Are you ready for today?"

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"Absolutely," she replied with a smile. "Let's make it unforgettable."

They embarked on a day filled with Joris' favorite activities, from making the most of the sunny day and sailing on Charles’ yacht (which she had to plead him for but Charles after knowing it was for Joris’ bday couldn’t say no), to going shopping at his favorites boutiques and having lunch in the same restaurant they have being going since they can remember and whose owners know them as it’s a very small restaurant not in the most tourist zone of the principality and most of the clients are Monaco natives.

As evening descended upon Monaco, they made their way to a chic restaurant nestled in the heart of the city. The air buzzed with excitement as they took their seats, anticipation building in her for the surprise they had planned for Joris.

As the waiters dimmed the lights, Yn could hardly contain her excitement. She glanced at Charles, who winked in response, their plan about to unfold.

Suddenly, the room erupted into cheers as the waiters emerged, carrying a decadent birthday cake ablaze with candles. Joris' eyes widened in surprise, his laughter echoing through the restaurant as his friends surrounded him, sharing in the joy of the moment.

"Surprise!" they chorused as the waiters appeared carrying a birthday cake with candles and bengals.

"Joyeux anniversaire, Joris!" Y/N exclaimed, her heart swelling with happiness as she caught his delighted expression.

"Merci, merci à tous!" Joris exclaimed, his eyes shining with gratitude.

They savored the exquisite meal, sharing stories and laughter late into the night. With each toast and shared moment, Y/N felt a deep sense of contentment wash over her. These were the memories she cherished most—moments of pure joy spent with the ones she loved.

As the clock struck midnight, they bid farewell to the restaurant and ventured into the lively streets of Monaco. The club was already alive with the sounds of laughter and music as they stepped inside, the neon lights casting an electric glow over the dance floor.

"Let's make this a night to remember!" Charles shouted over the music, his voice filled with excitement.

Y/N laughed, feeling the rhythm of the music coursing through her veins. This was home—surrounded by loved ones, lost in the magic of the moment. As she glanced at Joris, his smile illuminated by the neon lights, she knew that this birthday would be one they'd never forget, knowing that as she saw Joris’ very happy face as he conversed with Charles and their friends in their booth.

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I really liked the Joris smut you did, even if it was small I enjoyed it. Hopefully we get more 🙏

thanks <3 <3 in a future i will try to do it more extense but i think they are very cute like very intimate moments

feel free to tell me if you want them like this (short and cutie) or more extense like more passionate

ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!

Tonight new chapter of behind the camera!! (Monaco GP special)

Sorry for the absence i've been very ill lately and had to get surgery for my chronic illness but im good now and at home so i'll hope to post between this week and next week like about 4 chapters <3 <3

chapter 15

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hello hello, im back with a chapter that i've wanted to write since Charles got Leo so here it is uncle Yn and Uncle Joris in babysitter duty

The morning sun cast a golden glow over Monaco, the calm before the storm of the Grand Prix weekend. Yn Leclerc stretched lazily in her apartment, enjoying the tranquility before the chaos. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand; a message from her twin brother, Charles.

*Be there in 10 with Leo. See you soon!*

Charles was on his way to drop off his tiny puppy, Leo, before heading to the media day obligations. Yn quickly got dressed and made her way to the kitchen, whereJoris, was already brewing coffee.

"Morning, amour. Ready for a day with Leo?" she greeted with a smile.

"Always," Joris replied, setting out two mugs. "Let's get  the breakfast started before Charles arrives."

As if on cue, the doorbell rang. Yn opened the door to find Charles, looking dashing in his Ferrari team gear, holding a squirming Leo.

"Morning, sis," Charles greeted with a smile, holding the tiny Dachshund in his arms. Leo wagged his tail excitedly at the sight of Yn

"Morning, Charles. Ciao Andrea. Bonjour, Leo!" Yn cooed, taking the wiggling puppy from her brother. "Did you sleep well, little guy?, come in, we've got breakfast ready," Yn replied, stepping aside to let him in

"Yeah, he was good" Charles replied, stepping inside. "But you know how busy today's going to be. Thank you for watching him"

"Of course. Joris and I are happy to help. Plus, who could resist this face?" Yn said, nuzzling Leo, who responded with enthusiastic licks.

Joris emerged from the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel. "Breakfast is ready. Come on, let's eat before you get swept away by the media storm"

Charles entered, followed closely by his trainer Andrea, who eyed the kitchen warily. The spread on the table included croissants, fresh fruit, yogurt, and—much to Andrea’s dismay—a stack of pancakes topped with syrup and berries

"Charles, tu ne devrais pas manger ça (Charles, you shouldn't eat that)" Andrea admonished, shaking his head

"Andre, relax. It's just one breakfast. He'll need the energy for today" Yn interjected, handing Charles a plate

Charles grinned. "Listen to Yn, Andre. She knows what she's talking about"

They all sat down, with Leo happily run around the apartment. As they ate, Charles filled them in on his schedule for the day, while Yn and Joris shared their day plans

"Alors, comment te sens-tu pour cette course, Charles? (So, how are you feeling about this race, Charles?)" Joris asked, pouring coffee into mugs

"Je me sens bien, confiant. Monaco, c'est toujours spécial. (I feel good, confident. Monaco, it's always special)," Charles replied, taking a sip of his coffee. "And having all of you here makes it even better"

"We're all here to support you, Charles," Yn said, squeezing his hand. "And Alexandra arrives this afternoon, right?"

"Oui, she lands around six. She's really excited to see everyone, especially Leo and you" Charles said with a chuckle

After breakfast, Charles stood up and gave Leo one last pat, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Merci encore, I owe you one and thanks for the breakfast, guys. We need to get going, see you tonight?"

"Of course," Yn replied, giving her brother a quick hug. "Bonne chance aujourd'hui (Good luck today)"

"Merci. See you later," Charles said, waving as he and Andrea headed out the door

With Charles gone, Yn and Joris turned their attention to Leo, who was busy sniffing around the apartment

"Alright, Leo. Ready for an adventure?" Yn asked, crouching down to pet the little dog and Yn asked, clipping on his leash. Leo barked in agreement, his tiny body quivering with excitement

Their day with Leo began with a walk along the scenic streets of Monaco. The tiny Dachshund drew attention wherever they went, his tail wagging furiously as he explored every new scent. Leo’s curiosity was piqued by every new scent and sight. Locals and tourists alike couldn't help but smile at the sight of the small, energetic dachshund trotting happily beside Yn and Joris.

They strolled down to the harbor, where the luxurious yachts bobbed gently on the water. Leo's nose twitched as he sniffed the salty sea air, and he barked at the seagulls that swooped overhead.

"Il est tellement mignon. (He is so cute.)" Joris remarked, watching Leo’s antics

"Oui, il l'est. (Yes, he is.)" Yn agreed, laughing as Leo tried to chase a butterfly

Their next stop was the Japanese Garden, a serene spot that Yn loved. Leo sniffed around the carefully manicured bushes and trees, clearly enjoying the change of scenery. Yn and Joris strolled behind him, holding hands and chatting about their plans for the rest of the day

"Maybe we should take Leo to the beach later," Joris suggested. "I bet he'd love running around in the sand"

"That's a great idea," Yn agreed. "We can go after lunch"

As the sun climbed higher, they decided to take a break and have lunch at a seaside café. They found a shaded spot on the terrace and ordered a light meal. Leo curled up at their feet, content after his playtime in the garden

After their lunch they headed to Larvotto Beach. Leo was ecstatic, barking and chasing after 

the waves that gently lapped at the shore. Yn and Joris watched, laughing at his antics and Yn took the opportunity to snap a few pictures to send to Charles

"Leo's having a blast," she texted along with the photos

By the time they returned to the apartment, it was soon in the afternoon. Yn checked her phone and saw a message from Charles saying that Alexandra’s flight was arriving soon and they were heading home to freshen up before dinner. Yn and Joris spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing and playing with Leo until it was time to get ready

The afternoon flew by with more playtime, a nap for Leo, and a bit of work for Yn and Joris. Before they knew it, it was time to prepare for dinner. Alexandra, Charles' girlfriend, had arrived from Paris, and they were all meeting up for a family dinner

Yn felt a flutter of excitement as they made their way to the restaurant. It had been a while since the whole family was together, and she couldn't wait to see everyone, especially their little brother, Arthur, who she hadn’t seen in over a month

That evening, they all gathered at their favorite restaurant, a cozy place tucked away in a quiet corner of Monaco. Charles and Alexandra were already there, looking radiant and happy. Lorenzo and his girlfriend Charlotte arrived shortly after, followed by their mother, Pascale, and their younger brother, Arthur

"Artie! Ça fait si longtemps! (It's been so long!)" Yn exclaimed, squeezing her brother tightly

"Je sais! Tu m'as manqué (I know! I missed you)" Arthur replied, smiling

“Hi Alex, I’ve missed you! How was Paris?” Yn said greeting her brother’s girlfriend

"Merci, Yn! It's so good to be here. I missed you all," Alexandra said, her eyes lighting up when she saw Leo "And there's my little Leo!"

Leo bounded over to her, tail wagging furiously. Alexandra scooped him up, showering him with kisses "I've missed you, mignon!"

Dinner was a joyous affair, filled with stories and catching up. Charles recounted his very busy media day, while Lorenzo and Charlotte talked about their latest adventures. Arthur recounted his recent races, and Yn and Joris shared funny anecdotes about their day with Leo while Pascale admired their sons and the people they love.

"Merci d'être là, tout le monde" Charles said, raising his glass (Thank you for being here, everyone)

"À la famille," Yn replied, raising her glass as well (To family)

"À la famille," they all echoed, clinking their glasses together

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SHE LOVES CONTROL — teaser.

summary — being a woman is difficult.what about being a woman who is pursuing a career in motorsports? you would be met with pandemonium.that was the story of her life.always having to fight for a place among the big leagues ; in this case the men just to prove she belonged in the sport.

her last name didn’t help her much either.the world would continue to bark and bite away at her confidence — even more so if they knew of her family ties.that was the reason why she chose to race under a different name,everyone would respect her so called “underdog” story after all.

the drivers were….alright to say the least.she knew of their prying eyes and judging stares when she had first made her appearance on the grid.thankfully,there were a few diamonds in the rough to help her out.for now,she just needed to prove herself to everyone ; quench her hunger for victory.this was going to be a wild season..

pairing — f1 22-23 grid x fem driver!reader,love interest tbd

release date — tba!

hi everyone!! this is my first piece of writing for f1 👩🏻‍💻 i have been keeping this in the drafts for a while,lmk if u want to be on the taglist!

SHE LOVES CONTROL ; prologue.

summary — being a woman is difficult.what about being a woman who is pursuing a career in motorsports? you would be met with pandemonium.that was the story of her life.always having to fight for a place among the big leagues ; in this case the men just to prove she belonged in the sport.

her last name didn’t help her much either.the world would continue to bark and bite away at her confidence — even more so if they knew of her family ties.that was the reason why she chose to race under a different name,everyone would respect her so called “underdog” story after all.

the drivers were….alright to say the least.she knew of their prying eyes and judging stares when she had first made her appearance on the grid.thankfully,there were a few diamonds in the rough to help her out.for now,she just needed to prove herself to everyone ; quench her hunger for victory.this was going to be a wild season..

pairing — f1 22-23 grid x fem driver!reader,love interest tbd

warnings — misogyny.

teaser | prologue | chapter 1

FROM J ⛅️ : hello everyone!! the prologue is here <3 it’s just a little teaser to Y/N and her character,also her friendship with albonoooo 😮‍💨 she’ll interact with the other drivers soon,don’t worry! please lmk your thoughts and if you want to be added to the taglist!

“Who run the world? Girls! Y/N Y/LN to race for Formula 1 — establishing her place as the first woman to race in the big leagues since Maria Teresa de Filippis”

“Do women really belong in Motorsport? What makes Y/N Y/LN so special?”

“A recipe for disaster: Y/N Y/LN’s Formula 1 debut and what it could mean for the future of motorsport”

Headline after headline.

Articles either criticising her every move or stating their unwavering support for her.

She read each and every article published about the news — eager to know how the world would react.A part of her already made peace with the reality that there would be people reacting terribly towards the news ; let it be a man or woman.The men simply viewed her inferior to the other drivers,commenting on how her biological capabilities were “leagues away” from the other nineteen…..just because of what was between her legs.The women on the other hand were possesive…thinking she would steal away their beloved drivers because she definetly was the only female presence on the paddock.

It was humorous really,how a mere woman wanting her career to align with motorsports could cause such an uprise of reactions among everyone.

Her eyes scanned over the headlines again and again.Laughing at the things they had to say.She found the articles scrutinising her every move amusing — it was ironic how they perceived her as ‘unworthy’ of a seat.

Yet,she did beat everyone else in Formula 2 in terms of points…claiming her place as the champion.

Becoming the champion of Formula 2 was a tough fight.She had stayed there for a few years,giving it her all to stand above all with victory — and she did in the end.Did they hate her because she was victorious? Or was it because she had rightfully earned her place among the others? She would never know..not like she wanted to anyway.

“You haven’t even had your debut,yet you’re causing an uproar on the internet” he hummed in amusement standing next to her while he observed her reading the words on her phone.His british accent was hard to miss as she chuckled along with him.“I think it’s admirable” Alex added on with his voice filled with sincerity.A bashful smile made its way on her face,flattered and touched by his words.

“That makes me a little more hungry to prove to everyone I belong here” she admitted with a chuckle.She was eternally grateful for the little support she had coming from him and her family…though she was more discreet when it came to the family part.He placed a hand on her shoulder squeezing it softly.

“You will.” he nodded his head,patting her back before making his way to the car.Her nerves buzzed with excitement ; her last race as a reserve driver.A few more months,and that seat would be hers.She felt remorseful for Latifi because he lost his seat…but it would be her turn to take on the mantle now.She would take his place since he didn’t perform.

That was Formula 1.

A sport dependant on results.If you didn’t deliver, it was best to kiss your seat goodbye.She could only cross her fingers and pray the 2023 season was kind to her.She needed the team to see her results….see her effort.There was no way she worked her ass off just to quit now.Thankfully,James Vowles was there to see her worth.She had caught his eye — he was watching her races in Formula 2,undoubtedly raising his expectations with the performance she served on the track.

It was only a matter of time until she was offered a seat,he was unwilling to let such talent go to waste.

Williams.

Not her first choice for a team when it came to making her debut but — she was eternally grateful she had a seat regardless.It was also a step closer to Mercedes….even if she didn’t want aim to race with them.

Not when he would be there.

BAHRAIN 23’ : THURSDAY.

“How do you feel about making your Formula 1 debut this Sunday?” the reporter asked curiously as he jotted down notes in his journal.The two RedBull drivers on her left and right turned their heads to observe her,eager to know what she had to say.

“It’s definitely nerve wracking — I’m feeling quite nervous to be honest” she admitted with a shy smile.Max and Checo chuckled softly at her words,the 2-time world champion nodding in understanding on how she would feel.

“But…I feel excited as well.I want to prove to everyone that I deserve to be here just as much as the others.With Williams and Alex supporting me,I hope I can do exactly that” she finished her sentence,putting down the mic as fans clapped at her answer.It was diplomatic ; she was biting her tongue and choosing not to express her true feelings.

If she had the right to be a 100% honest there would be a lot more of….colourful words being spoken.

The fans were definetly a plot twist.Hearing them cheer for her was heartwarming.She still did recieve her fair share of hate,but she would “focus on the positives” — just like dad advised.He was all the wiser when it came to motorsports anyway.

”Well Y/N,I hope the season treats you well.You’ve already made a name for yourself so I’m sure all will go smoothly”the reporter replied to her,the girl smiling bashfully and thanking him for his kind wishes.

The press conference ended after a few more questions being thrown here and there.She walked over to the managers with a pep to her step while maintaining the calm expression on her face….even if her heart felt like it was about to burst.Alex stood there as well with small smile gracing his face.Her first press conference as a Formula 1 Driver! It was a milestone to her.

“You did amazing” Thea — her newly appointed PR Manager said with a smile.She chuckled softly,taking the water bottle she was offered with for a sip.Her heart screamed with excitement,adrenaline coursing through her veins even if it was only Thursday.There were three more days for her to impress everyone.

She shaked off her train of thoughts with a smile.Opening her mouth,she answered with a cheeky response.

“I hope I can do the same on-track then”

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SHE LOVES CONTROL — 1.

summary — Y/N takes the internet by storm,catching the eyes of all due to her performance on the track ; it just happens that she also captured a certain McLaren driver’s attention in the process.

pairing — f1 22-23 grid x fem! driver reader,love interest tbd

warnings — alludes to alcohol consumption,F-bombs here and there,some misogynistic flashbacks,race inaccuracies!!!

prologue | chapter 1 | next chapter

FROM J ⛅️ : hi everyone! we’re finally at chapter 1,let’s goooo!! i tried completing this as quick as i could for you guys — so i hope it’s alright 🌟 nothing really important this chapter,just our golden girl reaching huge milestones and forming a friendship (who knows? 🫣) with a certain someone on the grid.

lmk what you think and hope you enjoy! i wish you guys lots of love <3

BAHRAIN 23’ : SUNDAY.

P8.

Qualifying P8 overall? That was horrid for everyone’s standards….but qualifying P8 in a Williams that was considered a tractor? That was impressive.First race of the season…

First race in her entire Formula 1 career.

She was nervous,stressed,scared — a whirlwind of emotions really.There was only so much her teammate could do,trying to console her was proved useless as of now.The girl’s mind pranced all over the place,she tried — key word being tried, to slow down her heart.The Brit had taken a seat next to her,watching her lose her mind.He sighed softly,understanding how she would feel yet wanting her to put her doubts and worries to a pause.

Even if they only were acquainted for a few months,he could already read her like a book.She reminded him of himself — a particular time where he was in Toro Rosso.

“Y/N” he called out softly,placing a hand on her shoulder.The girl simply looked up at him with an indifferent expression,though he knew she was hiding all those emotions in her heart.Her hands balled up into fists on her lap,turning a shade lighter than her actual skin was a telltale sign. “You’ll be fine” he reminds her softly.

You’ll be fine.

She will be fine.

The words sinking in,she thought deep and hard about what he said.The worst case scenario would be a DNF — but there were many more races in the season to prove her worth.What if people would hate her for her performance? — people would hate her regardless of what she does ; she’s a woman to begin with.

She nodded her head slowly accepting his words.Don’t get me wrong she was still very nervous….but it couldn’t go absolutely horrid right? “I hope so.” she breathed out,nervous chuckle coming out.

“It’s your first race so I understand the nervousness..but take it easy”

Taking out her phone she scrolled through her messages one last time…only to find a message from her father.Her eyes scanned over the message — trying to hide a smile from forming.

‘Goodluck,will be watching you from the team’s garage’

Not her team though.

Putting the phone away to put on her balaclava and helmet,she quickly made herself comfortable in the car.Checking the settings one last time and doing a radio check ; she was all set to go.She manoeuvred the car out of the pit lane,taking her rightful place between the other 19 cars on the circuit.

“The goal is to maintain your position,overtake if you can but don’t be risky” her race engineer — Rowan informed her.“Copy.” she replied monotously,choosing to put her full attention on the red lights.

Only a few more seconds…and then away we go.It seemed like it would take forever for the light to go off.’You got this’ she repeated over and over again in her head….she would be okay.

3..

2…….

1.

Hitting the throttle to push as much as much as she could,she managed to maintain her position right behind her teammate.Through her side mirror she spotted the obnoxiously pink and blue Alpine trying to catch up to her.Was it Gasly’s or Ocons’s? She didn’t care at all.All she knew was to defend her spot — and playing the supporting role for her teammate.

This went on for a few more laps.She was restless ; her mind thinking of ways to solve the little problem on her hands right now.

Seeing the Alpine begin to close the gap,she pushed the pedal harder than she thought she could.Her heart pumped at undeniable speeds,feeling the adrenaline coursing through.“Gap to Gasly is 6.2 seconds.You can push,the tyres are still fresh” Rowan commented.

“Copy.” She kept her replies short and sweet,all her concentration poured into increasing the distance between her and the other cars behind her.She inched closer to her teammate,not willing to overtake for now.She would have to listen to the team’s instructions…but there was something off.

He was slowing down.

“Alex is going awfully slow” she remarked through comms with worry seeping through.She maintained her pace which caused her to be wheel-to-wheel with her teammate.His car pulled over to the side,leaving her as the only Williams car in the race.Eyebrows furrowing wirh confusement she thought of bringing it up with the team.

“Alex has been instructed to retire the car due to an engine problem—you have to push as much as you can to maintain your momentum.”

Didn’t need to tell her twice.

She said nothing,trying her best to catch up to the two orange McLarens in front of her.Getting closer,the hairs on her neck were pin straight.

“You have DRS.Overtake available”

“Copy” she hummed.Inching even closer then before,there it was.She could overtake now.She drove past by the first McLaren with ease.Oscar,the Australian McLaren driver in question was surprised there was a Williams gliding right in front of him.Sitting comfortably in P6 now,she was on a roll!

Within a few moments,she was able to strike for the overtake over the other McLaren.She was taking her rightful place as P5.

Just a little bit more.

It felt like forever,mere minutes feeling the same as a millennia for the rookie.By now,it was the final lap so she pushed as hard as she could.Passing the finish line she let out a breath of relief — she completed her first race.

“Congratulations Y/N…that is P5.”

P5…

What.The.Fuck.

“You’re joking….right? There’s no way we placed P5” she asked bluntly.She may have sounded blunt — but the girl was overjoyed.

The car was a tractor by how problematic it was during pre-season testing ; how was it in the points now? It was a relief.She laughed obnoxiously,smiling through that balaclava and helmet.

“Believe if it you want but that is a P5 on your debut.Beautiful performance from you — cannot wait to see more” Rowan congratulated her wirh a chuckle,amused at how she was seemed ro be in disbelief.The girl was laughing in joy now.It might not have been a podium like she was used to,but a P5 in a Williams was almost the equivalent of that.

She was nowhere near being satisfied ; but this would have to count for now.

She pulled her car into the garage,hopping out of the cockpit cheerfully.Taking off the balaclava and her helmet,the girl was greeted with cheers and rounds of applause from her team.She bloomed with joy — she didn’t care if her hair was sweaty and all over the place,this was where her hard work has gotten her.

Alex had made his way next to her,bringing the younger girl into a brief embrace.He was disappointed the first race of the season resulted in a DNF for himself,but he would not let that stop him from celebrating his teammate.

“Told you it would be alright” he muttered close to her so she could hear him.She simply flashed him a small smile,her heart filled with gratitude for him.The whole team embraced the two drivers to celebrate,regardless of the outcome.It was a new start.

A good one to say the least.

MCLAREN: LAP 40/57

The Brit drove comfortably in his McLaren.He was not worried about losing positions now,there was a comfortable distance between him and the car behind him.Driving without a worry,he failed to notice the Williams inching closer and closer to him.

“Lando,you need to push.The Williams is closing the gap between you two.”

What?

There was no way a Williams was behind him.Was he too slow or was the car suddenly blessed by the gods of speed? He couldn’t waste any time pondering further on that — he wouldn’t let himself lose to that tractor.

“Copy.” he replied quickly hitting the pedal to the metal.He tried his best to maintain his momentum ; but it came to no avail.The car had glided right past him in the matter of seconds.

“Was that the rookie’s car?” he asked in disbelief attempting to catch up to the woman in front of him.

“Yes — that was Y/N’s car”

“Fucking hell.”

The after party was…insane to say the least.

She didn’t exactly oppose parties — but she wasn’t entirely open to them either.The loud screams of joy,sweaty bodies colliding against each other,and the overall smell of alcohol ; she was not really pleased with the thought of parties as a whole.

Everyone in the club was celebrating the start of the season, it would be a memorable one for the books.She was only a few drinks in but ready to call it a day so she could head back to her room.

Stood next to a wasted Alex,he was rambling her ear off about something beyond her comprehension.The pair had showed up together after he convinced her to ; saying something along the lines of ‘enjoying your firsts’ which definetly gave off an entirely different message….

She was unsure of what to do with him — call a cab back to the hotel? let him have his fun? The girl was stuck pondering there and nodding mindlessly to his slurring and rambling.

“I think I’ll take him off your hands for now rookie.”

Her head shot up at the voice approaching her.She instantly knew who it was ; his British accent was hard to miss.The two were cackling at the wasted gentleman.

Greeting him with a nod,she knudged the other driver next to her so he could acknowledge the newcomer.

“LANDO! I’ve been waiting for you” Alex happily chirped,throwing himself to his fellow friend.She watched in amusement as the situation unfolded in front of her.The younger man slinging his senior’s hand around him,he walked towards the center of the party — where the other drivers sat.Their eyes scanned over to a very drunk Alex whose body was supported by the McLaren driver,and then the newbie who did not want to be here.

She flashed a friendly smile to the others as they were welcoming her with cheers.Pierre instantly had to make himself known,greeting her with a wink.She brushed it off,choosing to focus on the others.They went back to being engrossed in their own conversations — she felt out of place.Of course she did! She was a woman standing amongst sweaty and intoxicated men…definetly a position she was not to happy to be in.

Her bubble of thoughts were popped when the young man approached her once more.“Sorry about Alex,I think he’s drinking all that pain from his DNF away.” he remarked,eyes crinkling as he joked.The girl chuckled softly with him.

“He did give me a warning before hand that he was a lightweight — I was surprised it was that bad”

“Well,I would be drinking the night away too if my teammate got a P5 in a midfield car and I had to retire.”

Wow.

He was blunt.

She scrunched her nose at his comment.He smirked at her reaction,hand going over her shoulder in a friendly matter.”Speaking of drinking — you look like you haven’t been doing any of that” he pointed out,eyebrows raised as he wondered the reason for that.

“I don’t drink that much”

“It’s painfully obvious you don’t.” he snarkily commented.The girl raised her eyebrow on him,he was sassier than she expected him to be.She huffed,unsure of what to do with the man next to her.The two had interacted a couple of times through random run ins into each other at the paddock.Shy smiles had been sent to each other…he thought she was Alex’s PR Manager.

“I’m Lando by the way,even if you already knew that.”

“I know — Y/N..” she hummed nonchalantly,the boy raising an eyebrow at her response.She didn’t have any intent of coming off as cold ; she just did not know how to make herself comfortable among them.She was the outcast in her previous years of competing due to her gender — it was unusual to feel welcomed now.

She wondered in the back of her mind,did he have malicious intent or was he just nice?

Y/N was more acquainted with his teammate — Oscar,racing against each other in Formula 2.It was good for Oscar that he got a seat in a prestigious team ; she was unfortunately stuck in the bottom.Speaking of Oscar,she scanned the club to find him nowhere…weird.

“I think I’m ready to call it a night to be honest.” she confessed looking up at him.He laughed whole heartedly at her bluntness.Shaking his head,he patted her back.”By the way,you did good out there.Overtook me like it was a piece of cake” he compliments her as the party goes on.Music began blaring even louder now — bodies dancing like there was no tomorrow.

“I can’t hear you” she said loudly so he could get the message.She did hear what he wanted to say ; she just wanted to hear him say it again.He simply nodded at her,his hand moving itself to intertwine itself with hers.Feet beginning to move,he manoeuvred her out of the club.The ear damaging music slowly died down,the two standing at the entrance.

It was a quite night…contrary to the club.Her eyes scanned the man who had just dragged her out.His brown curls,the white shirt that he adorned along with ripped jeans.Her eyes had then averted to the city lights ; shining in their upmost glory.Lighting up the way for them.

“What were you saying just now?” she asked curiously,eager to hear him now that they were away from the crowd.Lando scratched his neck,his hand that was intertwined with hers untangling itself.

“You…you did a good job in the race.” he hummed softly.She perked an eyebrow as a small grin formed itself on her face,her eyes glinting with mischief.

“Don’t worry — I actually heard you the first time.” she snapped back,biting her lip to hold back another chuckle.His eyes were admiring the view in front of them.Bahrain never failed to amaze him.

“Just remember,I won’t let you by that easily next time.” he promised himself,hands sliding its way into his pockets as he stared at her.

“I’d want nothing but your best,Norris.”

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okay but like i can't stop thinking about big man, little dignity by paramore and how like it would be kinda elite as an angsty one shot. carlos' ex who's a singer writing that song about him. like specifically "you keep your head high, smooth operator in a shit stained suit" just makes sense as like an ex scorned by him and he's still sad about their breakup 🫶🫶🕺🕺

OUUUU THIS IS INTERESTING 😮‍💨😮‍💨 just listened to the song and its so catchy omg,i think of turning that into a little smau !! coming soon hehe 🔜

care for you || C Leclerc

Summary: Charles finds out about your mental health almost a year into dating

Charles X fem! Reader

Warnings: Bulimia, self harm, body dysmorphia, mentions of medication, panic attacks

Genre: angst, fluff

If you are dealing with this you are not alone, contact someone, a therapist, your legal guardian, teachers, friends, you don’t have to suffer in silence, you’re loved. This fic is purely to comfort others struggling. If you’re triggered do NOT read

“Mon amour, do you want to come out tonight with max and I for dinner? Kelly might be there” your boyfriend of 8 months had looked at you

“I’m okay, I had a big lunch go have fun” I whispered, kissing Charles on his cheek smiling as he put on his cologne.

“You sure? Make sure to treat yourself whilst I’m gone” he kissed me on the lips and clutched my face as he walked out.

I looked down at a notification on my phone, it was from Instagram, a post of Charles and I together. I scanned the post as I looked at the comments.

“She’s such a slut she doesn’t deserve Charles”

“can she kill herself already”

“She’s so fat”

The last comment made me feel Ill, I’ve been trying so hard to get the perfect body. I cant do this anymore, I don’t want to do it anymore.

CHARLES POV

As I walked into the restaurant and spotted max I also spotted Kelly placed down in a seat next to him the couple smiling at me

“Hi guys! Sorry y/n couldn’t make it she said she’s had massive lunch, she went out with you right Kelly?” I questioned

“Oh um she didn’t eat lunch? She said she’d had a big breakfast” I raised and eye brow, she was at mine for breakfast, she didn’t want to eat cause she was running late for a meeting

Suddenly I felt ill, had she been starving herself? No, she can’t be, she ate lunch with me yesterday. I felt my breath hitch.

Max Kelly and I had dinner together and it took like what seemed forever. I said my goodbyes and hopped in my car. My mind was racing. I couldn’t think straight.

Was y/n okay? I don’t know maybe she just wasn’t hungry.

I opened the door to our apartment, she wasn’t in the living room, food wrappers and containers were left around the kitchen, loads of them. I opened the bedroom door, still empty. That’s when I saw it, the most perfect girl doing something so horrible it made my stomach drop.

Y/N POV

After reading those comments something inside me just broke, I kept scrolling, it was addicting but it was all people just telling me what a horrible girl I am.

I am trying, i am trying to be perfect but it’s so hard, it really is.

Out of nowhere I find myself raiding my fridge eating everything in sight I can, I found myself indulging in cake, biscuits, pasta, cookies, everything. It lasted for hours too. The worst part is I wasn’t even thinking about the consequences

Tears welling up in my eyes, my throat close up as I sank down onto the kitchen floor, cookie in hand, sobbing.

I took a walk of shame to the bathroom. I stuck my fingers down my throat and sobbed, the burning throat in the back of my feeling. Feeling worthless until my stomach felt empty.

“Y/n? Mon Chérie? Where are -“ I saw Charles, mouth agape at the sight he was looking at. My bloodied wrists, vomit in the toilet, chocolate around my face, crying my eyes out

“Ay”, he ran over rushing to the floor, I grabbed his shirt as my mascara stained it.

“Y/n you cannot do this to yourself it is not healthy” he whispered hugging me tight as I let out a sniff in response

“I’m sorry” I quivered “no you’re not, why would you be sorry y/n. Don’t be sorry” he pulled me even closer

“Let’s talk about this, go sit on the bed.” My heartbeat rose, I don’t really know if I wanna talk about it

“I’ll be back” is he planning our breakup? Does he think I’m too mentally Ill for him, oh my god, he’s going to leave me

He came back with a self aid kit in hand, sitting down on the bed with me grabbing my wrists

“Is it okay if I lift up the jumper?” He asked softly as I nodded

He grabbed disinfectant, cleaned them and wrapped a bandage around it.

“Mon amour, why are you doing this to yourself? Please be honest with me, have you eaten today?” He held my hand staring directly into my eyes.

“Yes…” I bit my lip waiting for his response, “throwing it up doesn’t count as eating” he looked down at my wrists

“Then no but I promise I’ll get better “ i lied

“No, not without help, you’re so perfect mon chèrie, I love you so much, you’re so pretty and kind” he cuddled into me

“It needs to stop, please promise me, I will pay for your therapist and you can tell me when you’re dealing with this stuff.” He looked at me and pleaded, a lot

I let out a laugh and nodded my head.

“I love you, I thought you would leave me” I kissed him

“Never, not in my life would I even think about that, 8 months in and I can already see what our kids will look like” we both had a laugh

“Why, can I ask what triggered it? If you don’t mind” he looked at me

“Well um Fans of yours have been making comments and I just-“

“Mon amour, who am I dating?” He raised an eyebrow

“Me…”

“Right, so those fake fans can fuck themselves, I’m not dating them am I? I picked you cause you’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever seen” he said so calmly

“I love you so so much” I made out with him my hands lost in his soft brown hair

“I’m glad, cause I care for you”