monux-m00nl19ht

[monux-m00nl19ht]

down with a cold

summary: Charles being worried and taking care of a sick Carlos

pairing: Charlos

[see end for notes.]

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“Charles! Charles mate!” Lando came over, trying to gain Charles attention.

“Hey, ‘sup man, good job out there,” Charles greeted back.

“Well, thanks man, but I have something to tell you,” Lando cried suddenly switching to a more serious tone.

‘What could it possibly be, seems pretty serious,’ Charles thought

“It’s about Carlos,” Lando stated.

‘It is a serious matter indeed’

“I’m all ears, everything ok?” Charles questioned,

“Not really, man, I was talking to him after the race and he seem, well odd, it’s just looked like he was ill or something,” Lando informed Charles, “We can’t really stay for long after the prac run, but I just wanted to tell you, so you know, you can check on him,”

“Absolutely, thanks for telling me, Lando, I owe you one,”

“No prob, I now the guy, he never tells anyone when something’s wrong but yeah, please check up on him, and let me know too yeah?” Lando slightly pats Charles on the shoulder.

“Of course, I’ll let you know,” then Lando departs, as Charles sprinted towards the paddock.

“Where’s Carlos?” Charles asked as he barged in the monitor room

“Carlos? I saw him in the cooldown area a while ago, but wh-” before the man could finish Charles had ran towards the cooldown room.

“There you are,” Charles huffed out of breath.

“Hey, Charles, why are you he-” before he knew it a hand was placed on his forehead taken him by surprise, but the sensation felt really nice as Carlos unknowingly leaned in towards Charles' touch.

“Damn it, you’re burning up!” Charles panicked, as a look of worried became more apparent in his eyes.

“Ah, it’s fine mate, probably just because of the race. Man is it hot today, haha..” Carlos replied trying to lighten the mood, however by the deepening look of worry on Charles face tells him he had failed.

When suddenly Charles grabbed his hand almost dragging him back to their drivers room. Making a left turn they arrived at Carlos’s cabin.

“Wait, Charles- what are you doing?” Carlos huffed confused as of to why he’s back at his room, they’ve got another practice lap coming up, to be honest he wasn’t feeling too well, but that was the reason why he wanted to rest in the cooldown area. So why in the world is he here?

“Charles stop man, what’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong? You’re sick Carlos!” Charles exclaimed.

Carlos wore a look of confusion.

“Lando told me alright? He saw there were something’s wrong, and it’s true, you’re literally burning up right now.”

“No, I’m fine, just tired,” Carlos tried to bargain.

“Carlos let’s not do this right now,” Charles begged.

“No, but what about the practice drive, it’s in like,” he looked up at the clock, “10 minutes, sure I can take a break but we need to be back at bay soon, Charles mate,”

“Carlos, you’re sitting this one out, ok? Not in this condition”

“Charles-”

“Carlos it’s not up for negotiation,”

“What? but I’m not even sick what?” Carlos is so confused, sure he feels tired but sick? No way.

“You’re literally so warm mate,” Charles cried, “You know what, let’s check your temp, we need to see how bad the fever is anyways. Stay here.” Charles scowled.

'He's so scary sometimes’ Carlos thought

Even though Carlos knew he could easily sneak out, but the look on Charles face told him how much trouble he’d be in if he did.

Finally he’s back.

“Open up Carlos,”

“I’m not a kid,” Carlos pouted.

“Sure, you aren’t” Charles replied, full of sarcasm.

With the thermometer in his mouth they waited until the familiar beep.

“Let’s see.. mate, it’s 38.0 degrees,”

“Oh..” there’s really aren’t no way out of this now, “but the drive, I can still do the last run, it’s barely anything-”

“Carlos, no way you’re leaving this room, let alone drive in your condition,” Charles answered with a stern look on his face.

Carlos just knew there were no arguing against Charles when it comes to this.

“Fine, but you better go,” Carlos stated.

“Promise you’ll behave?”

“Yes, yes, I promised, I’ll stay here and watch you through this small screen, happy?” Carlos cried pointed toward the small tv mounted on the wall.

“Sounds good, I’ll check on you in a bit. Rest.. please,”

And soon Charles exited the room, still worried about leaving Carlos alone in there, but since Carlos promised to behave, he’ll take his words for it.

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[hi guys :) thank you so much for reading my very first work, I hope you enjoyed it. This is a kickstart of more to come, I've actually got some ideas in mind of future projects, however I'll make sure to make a more formal notice. Anyhow, I hope enjoyed it, and please don't hesitate to reach out, I'm more than happy to chat about any of my works. see you all soon] ʚ(´꒳`)ɞ .｡✧･ﾟ:* ~♡

[monux-m00nl19ht]

introduction :

[ hi, i’m monux, i love to write in my free time ✍️ on topics of my interests, (eg. f1), as a new and aspired writer i aim to challenge my self on a range of prompts and themes throughout my stories. i’m open to suggestions, ideas and/or requests, new writing tips and anything aims at improvement in my writing as well, so please don’t hesitate to reach out!

although i won’t be doing y/n pov as of yet, perhaps in the near future 🤞as I’m planning to focus on the main parings below ⬇️

(this will also be a space for me to post/share my interests)]

there will be some ⚠️ 18+, smut in some fic! i will always put warnings before them, so please read at your own comfort.

favourite drivers :

🏎️ Carlos Sainz

🏎️ Lando Norris

🏎️ Oscar Piastri

🏎️ Max Verstappen

🏎️ Charles Leclerc

🏎️ Kimi Raikkonen

favourite ships (those mainly writes about) :

🧡 Carlos

❤️ Carlando

💙 Versainz

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[💗thank you for reading!💗]