Max Verstappen @Max33Verstappen • 10min
@Charles_Leclerc I want her home at 10😐
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Charles Leclerc @Charles_Leclerc • 9min
Uhm... About that-
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Max Verstappen @Max33Verstappen • 8min
@Charles_Leclerc Dead meat Leclerc
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Delilah Park Verstappen @LilahVerstappen • 8min
simply lovely...
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Artemis Wolff @ArtemisWolff • 29min
Causally flying over to Maranello
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DELILAH FAILS  to suppress a yawn and covers her mouth with her hand. "Feel free to continue sleeping," Charles chuckles, resting his head backwards. The corner of her mouth curls into a minimal smile while she closes her eyes, but she doesn't feel entirely at ease. A low grumble erupts from her throat while crossing her arms over her chest. The Monegasque watches her with an amusing smile. "Fail to get comfortable?" he questions softly. He watches her open an eye and a sigh leaves her mouth. "I wouldn't say that sleeping on an airplane is a daily routine of mine," she mutters. Charles smiles. His dimples are showing. He rises to his feet and takes the seat next to Delilah. The man carefully reaches for her shoulders to guide her closer to him. Her heartbeat elevates as her breath hitches. "What are you doing?" she gasps softly. "Shh," Charles shushes and gently lays her head on his chest. His thumb caresses her hair. The woman closes her eyes and the sound of his heartbeat echoes through her ears. She finally feels at ease. I lie with my head on his chest and it feels oddly enough comfortable.
She is beautiful, Charles considers. He reaches for his phone, trying his best not to wake Delilah. He succeeds and unlocks his phone. He opens his chat with Artemis and briefly glances at the time. It would be a miracle if Artemis was awake at this time of the day, Charles thought and started typing, with one hand.

𝖳𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝟢𝟩:𝟧𝟤

Delilah is asleep on my chest and I'm slightly
freaking out because ... She is so close to my
heart that she could hear my elevated heartbeat.
And she is beautiful, she always has been but
she seems to be at peace for now ... Which
gives me joy, because she smiles and laughs.
I do not know what you and Delilah discussed
in that bathroom, but I want you to know that
I am helping Delilah out in a fake relationship
but the smart ass that you are, you must have
figured that out already. We are up in the sky for
about an hour, which means four left to go.
I will wake Delilah in an hour or something to
have some breakfast and perhaps some talking
but we will see how that goes.
I will close my eyes, for now, checking if sleep
gets to me.
𝖣𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽

The Monegasque closes his eyes as he unconsciously pulls Delilah closer to him. A soft groan leaves his lips as he lies down comfortably. His thoughts drift off to the woman he is (fake) courting. He sees her face in his mind and a smile tugs at his lips. The mixed expression of joy and shock on her perfect face when they sprayed the champagne on her. Or the brief conversation between them, before both Max and Valtteri ruined it. Charles allows himself to sleep as he drifts away to dreamland.
Time drips away. Delilah stirs awake and opens her eyes. She scowls as she remembers she is high up in the sky. The woman becomes aware of her position. Her eyes shift to Charles' face, who seems to be fast asleep. She softly pushes on his chest, to return to her seat yet Charles inaudibly mutters under his breath while his arm grips around her waist. "Don't leave," he seems to mumble. He is adorable, Delilah thinks. She lays her head on his chest as her eyes dart around the room. Her hand lies on his chest, where she could feel his heart beat in the palm of her hand. Her eyes close and starts to feel heavy and heavier. Delilah slowly drifts into a slumber.

Charles awakens at the peaceful touch of someone near him. He then both realizes and remembers that Delilah lies on his chest. She appears to be bored as her finger traces circular motions on his chest. He gently caresses her waist, notifying her that he is awake. The circling motions come to a halt and Charles is soon met by a pair of eyes. ''Bellissima,'' he mutters. Delilah tilts her head, not understanding what he said. ''That is not fair,'' she mutters. Her voice is raw from the longtime silence. He smiles, showing his dimples. He presses a soft kiss on her hair as if they were in love. "Shall we get something to eat?" he questions. Delilah needn't time to think and eagerly agrees. He fails to suppress a chuckle and nods to the stewardess.
     He glances at his phone, seeing that Artemis had sent a bunch of messages.

✆ MESSAGES 39 min ago
Artemis Wolff
charles, mate

✆ MESSAGES 39 min ago
Artemis Wolff
you are so in love

✆ MESSAGES 39 min ago
Artemis Wolff
it is nonetheless adorable

✆ MESSAGES 39 min ago
Artemis Wolff
and i knew, obviously

✆ MESSAGES 40 min ago
Artemis Wolff
you are not my only source of information you know

𝟢𝟫.𝟤𝟣

charles, mate
you are so in love
it is nonetheless adorable
and i knew, obviously
you are not my only source of information
you know

𝟣𝟢.𝟢𝟣

I am not in love, Art
Besides, we have a rule regarding that topic:
Love is off the table

i did not know that
why?

Because she said so
She questioned and said that
it should be off the table

that is perfect for indeed falling
in love ;)

She was quite clear, Art

i know, i know
just ... men don't understand

😐

love you too🥰

Ugh, you are lucky I adore you

🥰

🥲
Read 10.06

Delilah had returned to her seat and a satisfied sigh left her mouth. Her eyes focus on the screen, which shows her where the plane currently is. "Two more hours," she whispers, more to herself than Charles. "Can you bear those hours with me?" he teases, turning his head to face Delilah. She leans in closer until their noses briefly touch. "Oh, I think I can, Mr. Leclerc," she whispers. The moment she moves away, a low growl erupts from his throat. Delilah chuckles and says, "I'm only teasing. Of course, I will survive these hours."
The stewardess returns with several trays of food, which catches Delilah by surprise. Her eyes widen as if she has seen something horrific. "I suppose this is normal to you?" she questions, averting her eyes from the food to Charles. The corners of his mouth curve in a downward smile and he shifts his gaze to Delilah. "Yeah," he chuckles and changes his position so he is facing Delilah. "Charles, this is insane," Delilah gasps and turns to the stewardess, "thank you so much." The stewardess flashes her pretty smile before leaving the two alone. "You live the life, Leclerc," she mentions and shakes her head. The way his surname rolled off her tongue made Charles shiver.
"What do you wish to eat?" Charles insists. Delilah allows her gaze to roam over the food. "I know it is not common, but I usually eat rice with most of my food," Delilah says, "but that is alright. This is perfect." Rice. Keep that in mind, Charles notes in his mind. "What do you normally eat in the morning?" he questions with curiosity. "It depends," she replies, "my mother made sure I could experiment with Korean cuisine and culture. So, it would either be rice with a fried egg or yoghurt with granola or — she falls silent to think — or a slice of bread with hagelslag." "Hagelslag?" he questions, tilting his head. She realizes Charles is not familiar with the sprinkles. "Chocolate sprinkles," she chuckles, "I'll show you if we happen to visit the Netherlands." "Deal, shall we start with yoghurt and granola?"
     "What do you usually have for breakfast?" Delilah munches. "I can eat anything in the morning. Both sweet and savoury, but most of the time I need to stick to a diet in order to stay in the best physical shape," Charles explains, "I don't drink coffee, unlike other drivers. But overall, I can eat anything." Not a coffee drinker.

A few hours later the plane descended from the sky, positioning to land. "You did survive those hours with me," Charles points out, a grin lingering on his lips. Delilah surprisingly gasps as her hands touch her body. "I did? I did!" she claims, only for the corner of her mouth to curve into a smirk. Charles rolls his eyes and heads in the direction of the door.
"Will you get in front of me, so you can exit the plane and we can hold hands," Charles commands. Delilah silently nods and exits the plane. The air temperature is similar to Monaco, so luckily she wasn't dressed too warm or too cold. Delilah waits at the bottom of the stairs, holding out her hand once Charles is in an appropriate distance. The Monegasque took notice of the paparazzi while walking down the stairs. He clasps his hand in hers as he presses a soft kiss on her temple.

"Charles!" Sebastian beams and he goes for a hug. Charles' face lit up by the sight of his old friend. Delilah could see the twinkle in his eyes before he embraces Sebastian in a hug. "Hello, again," Sebastian smiles warmly. "Hi!" Delilah smiles and glances around. She understands so little of the sport, yet it feels like she will be a great part of it. So exciting.
"So, I only read it though, but is it true Ferrari has their own racetrack for testing?" she asks, genuinely interested. "Pista do Fiorano!" Charles claims and places his hand behind her back. "Let me show you!" Delilah casts a glance at Sebastian, who is chuckling and waving them off.
"I didn't know they were a couple." Sebastian glances over his shoulder to see Mattia approaching. "Me neither," Sebastian admits and adds, "they appear to be a lovely couple." Mattia glances down at his driver. "I have read several rumours about them dating," he mentions. Sebastian stares into the distance and shrugs. "How would I know?" he laughs.
"Don't you need to meet up with Mattia?" Delilah questions, trying to slow Charles down. He slows down and turns to her. To what she could see, was a hurt look in his face. "I adore the way you want to show me," Delilah explains quickly, "and I will see it, but you are here for a reason. If you ever want to beat Lewis Hamilton." Disappointment fades from his eyes and he nods. "You are right," he answers, "thank you. I wasn't myself, I didn't know what overcame me." "You were enthusiastic and it was adorable," Delilah chuckles.
"Charles!" He averts his eyes from Delilah to the person who is calling his name. "Speaking of the devil," he mumbled under his breath. Delilah glances over her shoulder to see Mattia approaching. "Don't forget to tell him about us," she says, adjusting his sweater. She tiptoes and presses her lips on his cheek. "You'll find me." A heat flushes Charles' cheeks, feeling her lips on his cheek. Her lips on my cheek. Pull it together.

"Mattia," Charles smiles. Mattia opens his arms and takes Charles in his embrace. "How was your flight?" he questions in Italian. The Monegasque answers his question and mentions Delilah as well. "Ah, the woman you are rumoured with," he chuckles. "It is not like that," Charles tries. "Sebastian said you two are a fine couple," the Italian speaks. "You should know," Charles tries to explain, however, Mattia doesn't let him speak. "Just, know what you are doing. Especially after Charlotte Sine." Charles' eyebrow furrow, not expecting him to bring up his ex-girlfriend.
     "Mattia-" "It is alright. We are happy-" "If you would just listen!" Charles snaps, catching the team principal off guard. He falls silent as Charles apologises. "I did not intend to fall out like that," he runs a hand through his hair, "but Delilah and I are not in a real relationship. We are fooling everyone we are courting." It is now for Mattia to furrow his brows. "Come again?" "The reasons are private, but I am pretending to be Delilah's boyfriend," he explains slowly, checking if Mattia picks up his words.

✆ MESSAGES now
아르테미스
how is italy?

𝖳𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝟣𝟥.𝟣𝟥

how is italy?

italy is italy
it looks cute

and charles?

he is speaking with mattia, probs about
the whole fake scenario

is it true that you don't want love
involved?

charles told you?

perhaps
but why?

because i'm scared?
i have never had a boyfriend
and ... i don't know
guess i'm scared

let me tell you
it's lovely
being in love

i can tell by the sight of you and george

:)
you can have that too

the rules is set nonetheless
charles has gotten it off his mind
anyways

don't say that
love doesn't know any boundaries

also true
we will see

exactly
and i am here for you

that is sweet of you, thank you

no problem
i can tell some facts about charles
heheheh

it's tempting

;)

perhaps i will come back to that
later

alrighty
now go watch your boyfriend

yes unnie

:)
talk to you later !

talk to you later!
Read 13.20

The sound of a formula one car accelerating catches Delilah attention. As she spots the red car, a smile tugs her lips. Why? Artemis' question echoes through her head. Several thoughts invade her mind. She is building a great friendship. He wouldn't be interested in her. He is doing her a favour. Perhaps, she is afraid.
     Meanwhile in the car, Charles could only think of needing to impress her. She gives him the right motivation, even though she has no idea. She only boosts his motivation to push harder.
I need to push harder.