F1 BOYS 🤝🍻
(a group chat that definitely wasn't FIA-approved)[19:46] Lando:
BREAKING: Charles "I'm Fine Guys" Leclerc is in LOVE 😍[19:46] George:
Stop 😂😂😂[19:47] Alex:
not the love fall again omg[19:47] Carlos:
I was there. It was beautiful. True cinema.[19:47] Charles:
CAN YOU ALL FUCKING NOT[19:48] Lando:
Can we get a slow-mo edit?? @Oscar[19:48] Oscar:
Already working on it, king 🫡[19:48] Max:
Jesus Christ, you lot are actual children[19:48] Lando:
Your boyfriend's embarrassed 😌[19:48] Max:
He's not my boyfriend.[19:49] Charles:
THANK YOU.[19:49] George:
Yet 👀[19:49] Lewis:
Haters will say it's staged.[19:49] Fernando:
I ship it. Adds drama. Keep it up.[19:50] Yuki:
does this mean max is coming to monaco party now??? 😈[19:50] Max:
No.[19:50] Charles:
Also no.[19:51] Alex:
Wow. The sexual tension is suffocating.[19:51] Charles:
I TRIPPED.[19:51] Carlos:
Into his arms.[19:52] Lando:
It was like The Notebook but more homoerotic.[19:52] Oscar:
@everyone please see attached
[Video attachment: 'LeclercLoveFall_v1.mov'][19:53] Max:
I hate all of you.[19:53] George:
but you looooove charles[19:54] Charles:
Block me. Now.[19:54] Lando:
Can't. You're contractually obligated to be in this chat. Article 14, Section I: 'All grid boys must endure relentless roasting at all times.'[19:54] Lewis:
It's tradition.[19:55] Yuki:
i make new meme
[Image attachment: Charles's head on Rapunzel, Max as Flynn Rider catching him mid-fall]
caption: 'save me, Max ❤️'[19:55] Charles:
I'm deleting my number.[19:55] Max:
Not bad, actually.[19:55] Lando:
A compliment. He's in love, lads. It's happening.[19:56] George:
Someone check on Charles he's probably hyperventilating into a Ferrari hoodie rn[19:56] Alex:
Plot twist: he loves it.[19:57] Charles:
I will murder all of you at turn 1 tomorrow.[19:57] Max:
Try not to trip on the way there, princess.[19:57] Lando:
DECEASED.[19:57] Oscar:
Rip Charles
2009-2025[19:58] Carlos:
Was nice knowing you, hermano.[19:58] Charles:
I actually hate every single one of you.[19:58] Lando:
Aww love u too, boo ❤️Max tossed his phone onto the bed, lips quirking despite himself.
Idiots. Every last one of them.
But he'd be lying if he said the memory of Charles's flushed face, the way he'd instinctively clung to Max, wasn't burned into his brain.
The group chat pinged again.
[19:59] Oscar:
New poll: Who's gonna confess first?
👍 Max
❤️ CharlesMax groaned and turned off his phone.
The worst part was...
He didn't know what his own vote would be.

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Lestappen and the Grid
FanfictionJust some feel good fluff...and the grid being menaces