Isabella Leclerc

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New post: Favourite third wheel & Monaco '26

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I honestly was rushing to write this asap because releasing this another time wouldn’t really fit. So please excuse any mistakes and enjoy

The Monaco paddock was split into two very different moods. On one side, Kimi had just won. On the other, Ollie was trying very hard not to think about his DNF. Yn found him sitting quietly near the hospitality area after the race. The second she spotted him, she walked straight over.

“There you are.” Ollie looked up and immediately smiled. “Hi.” Without hesitation, Yn wrapped her arms around him in a hug. “You drove brilliantly.” “I didn’t finish.” “I know.” She squeezed him tighter. “But you were brilliant anyway.” Ollie’s shoulders relaxed slightly. Yn pulled back just enough to cup his face. “You’ll come back stronger next race. I know you will.”

Then she kissed his cheek. A quick, affectionate little kiss. The kind that made Ollie’s brain completely stop working. His smile grew immediately.

Meanwhile, across the paddock, Kimi had just finished celebrating his victory when he looked over. And froze. Yn was still hugging Ollie. Ollie was looking entirely too pleased with himself. Then, to make matters worse, Ollie spotted Kimi. And smirked. The little menace actually smirked. Kimi narrowed his eyes. Ollie looked unbearably happy.

A media manager suddenly appeared beside Kimi. “We need you for interviews.” Kimi didn’t move. “Kimi?” His gaze remained fixed on Ollie. “Now, please.” With the biggest pout anyone had ever seen from a race winner, Kimi finally turned away. Ollie watched him leave and looked very satisfied with himself.

Yn blinked. “What are you smiling about?” “Nothing.” “Uh-huh.” Ollie just leaned into her side as she continued rambling about how proud she was of him. And for the first time since retiring from the race, he didn’t feel quite so disappointed anymore.

Being Charles Leclerc’s little sister had one very unexpected side effect. Half the paddock had apparently decided to adopt her. Every race weekend was the same. The F1 couples practically fought over who got to steal Yn for the afternoon.

“She’s coming with us.” “No, she came with you last weekend.” “That’s not fair.” “Life isn’t fair.” Meanwhile, Yn would be standing there with a snack, watching grown adults argue over her like a custody battle.

Little!Leclerc loved staying with Alex and Lily because they always took her golfing. Oscar and Lily always bought her ice cream whenever she wanted, no matter how late it was. Max and Kelly were another favorite. Mostly because they had the sweetest pets and Yn could spend hours cuddling them while Kelly laughed and Max pretended he wasn’t taking photos. Carlos and Rebecca were equally dangerous. Carlos cooked whatever Yn wanted while Rebecca sat beside her afterward, braiding her hair and listening to her gossip. And Pierre and Kika? Well. It was Kika. That alone explained everything.

The only person who hated this arrangement was Charles. Every single time someone tried to take his sister somewhere, he looked personally offended. “She can stay with me.” “Charles,” Pierre sighed. “She’s my sister.” “She’s twenty feet away.” “Exactly.” The paddock had long accepted one simple fact. Yn might be everyone’s favorite third wheel. But she would always be Charles’ baby sister first. And Kimis and Ollie’s one true love

Does that mean that Kika is like her older sister? Cause I can see baby leclerc needing a trusted person who she can gossip with that isn’t married to her brothers or her mama. So Kika is like her keeper of her secrets and never tells anyone anything (not even pascale or alexandra)

Wait, I am in love with this. I love Kika being little!Leclercs older sister.

Yn was sitting cross-legged on her bed while Kika leaned against the headboard beside her. The room was quiet, comfortable, and exactly why Yn loved talking to her. “I swear, you’re the only person I can tell things to,” Yn said. Kika smiled. “I’m honored.” “I’m serious. If I tell you something, it stays with you.” “Unlike a certain someone?” Yn pointed at her immediately. “Exactly unlike Alexandra.” Kika laughed. “Poor Alex.” “No. I told her one tiny secret once and somehow Charles knew before I even got home.” “Okay, that’s fair. She is a wicked witch.” (There is no beef with Kika and Alexandra. However, Kika knows how much Alexandra betraying Yn hurt little!Leclerc)

A smile tugged at Kika’s lips. She secretly loved how much Yn trusted her. Ever since they’d met, she’d always felt protective of her, like a little sister she’d somehow accidentally adopted. “So,” Kika said, nudging her shoulder. “Tell me about Ollie and Kimi.” Yn groaned and dropped backward onto her pillows. “They’re both so sweet. Kimi always notices when something’s wrong. Even when I haven’t said anything.” Kika’s smile softened. “And Ollie?” she asked. Yn smiled into her pillow. “He’s just… really thoughtful. He remembers everything.” “That boy absolutely has a crush on you.” “Kika!” “He does. And Kimi does too.” Yn buried her face completely. Kika laughed. “You know, most girls would love having two cute racing drivers following them around.” “I’m never telling you anything again.” “Yes, you are.”

Outside the bedroom door, Charles, Pierre, Arthur, and Lorenzo were all standing with their ears pressed against the wood. “What are they saying?” Arthur whispered. “I can’t hear,” Pierre whispered back. Charles frowned. “Move over.” The second all four shifted closer, the door suddenly swung open. The boys stumbled forward in a pile.

Silence. Yn blinked. Kika blinked. Arthur was somehow lying on top of Pierre. “…Really?” Yn asked. Charles sat up and pointed at Arthur. “This was his idea.” “It was not!”

Charles had made a terrible mistake. A terrible, terrible mistake. From behind a large potted plant near the paddock café, he watched Carlos march toward his younger sister with all the confidence of a man walking to his execution. “Why did I agree to this?” Carlos muttered. “Because you’re the least suspicious,” Charles whispered. Carlos glanced back. “You are literally hiding behind a plant.” “Go.” Carlos sighed dramatically and continued toward Yn.

She was sitting alone at a café table, happily sipping a strawberry smoothie and scrolling through her phone. “Hi, Carlos,” she greeted when he sat down. “Hi.” For several seconds, neither spoke. Yn slowly lowered her phone. “You okay?” “Yep.” “…Okay.” Carlos immediately forgot everything Charles had told him to ask.

“So…” he started. “So?” Yn replied. “So…” She stared at him. Behind the plant, Charles buried his face in his hands. “Do you need something?” Yn finally asked. “No. Nope. Not at all.” “Then why are you sitting here looking terrified?” “I always look like this.” “You don’t.”

Carlos cleared his throat. “Do you have plans tonight?” Yn blinked. “Maybe.” “Maybe?” “Why?” “Just asking.” “Okay…” she said slowly. “You’re being weird.” Carlos panicked. “So Ollie and Kimi are nice.” Yn frowned. “…Are you asking me?” Carlos froze. Behind the plant, Charles slapped a hand over his forehead. “What?” Carlos said. “Are you asking me if Ollie and Kimi are nice?” “Maybe.” “Why?” “I ……don’t know.” “You don’t know?” Carlos wished a meteor would hit him.

Yn laughed and took another sip of her smoothie. “Carlos, this is the strangest conversation I’ve had all week. And I had a conversation with Liam about butter this morning.” “Fair.” Another awkward silence settled between them. Finally Carlos nodded several times. “Cool.” Yn waited. “Cool, cool, cool.” “…Carlos?” “Yep.” “What was that about?” Carlos stood so quickly his chair almost tipped over. “No idea.” “What?” “Anyway, enjoy your smoothie.” Before she could ask another question, he turned and speed-walked away. Yn watched him leave, completely confused.

Meanwhile, behind the plant, Charles stared in disbelief. “Well?” he hissed when Carlos reached him. Carlos shook his head. “I got nothing.” “You were supposed to find out her plans!” “I know.” “What happened?”Carlos looked back toward the café where Yn was still sitting there, baffled. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

Imagine Kimi going to George and Max for advice on how to ask out a girl to a date. And they like give him the advise, not knowing he is talking about little Leclerc. And when Kimi goes like ‚okay I’ll ask Yn‘ George and Max look at him like that 😳😱🤯

Ooooh myyyy goooooddddd!!! I am obsessed !!!

Kimi had spent the last twenty minutes pacing outside the drivers’ room trying to convince himself this was a bad idea. Unfortunately, there was literally nobody else he trusted enough to ask. Which was how he ended up pushing the door open and finding Max and George exactly where he expected them to be. Sitting together on the couch like two middle-aged dads reviewing race trauma.

“Mate, I’m telling you,” George said dramatically, “that corner hated me personally.” Max snorted. “No, your braking did.” Meanwhile, Kimi lingered awkwardly by the door, instantly regretting everything. George noticed first. “Why are you standing there like a Victorian child about to deliver terrible news?” Kimi blinked. “What?” “You look nervous,” Max translated, far less politely.

Kimi shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, rocking slightly on his feet. “I just wanted to ask something.” Now both of them looked concerned. “Okay…” George said carefully. Kimi hesitated for a second before mumbling, “How do you ask a girl out?” The room went quiet. Max actually looked offended by the question. “You came to us?” “Well, I couldn’t ask Carlos,” Kimi muttered. “That is actually fair,” George admitted.

Kimi looked genuinely stressed now, so the teasing softened immediately. George sat forward a little. “Alright, first of all be nice. Like properly nice, not weird nice.” “Bring flowers,” Max added seriously. “Girls love flowers.” “And plan the date,” George continued. “Don’t just say ‘wanna hang out.’ That’s terrifying.” “Also shower,” Max said. George stared at him. “That should be obvious.” “You’d think so.”

Kimi laughed quietly, finally relaxing a bit while they kept throwing advice at him like concerned older brothers. Open doors, don’t talk too much about racing, always listen carefully to what she is saying, etc. After another few minutes of advise, he started backing toward the door before pausing. “Thanks, guys. I just really hope Yn says yes.” And then he walked out, looking much happier than when he came in.

The door clicked shut. George and Max slowly turned to look at each other. “…Yn?” George repeated carefully. Max looked like he’d just watched a car crash happen in slow motion. “Yn Leclerc?” he asked. Charles Leclerc’s little sister entire world and universe. George’s eyes widened immediately. “Oh, he’s dead.” Max dropped his head into his hands. “Charles is going to kill him. Publicly.” George was already standing up. “No, no, I have to stop this before it becomes a paddock incident.”

He hurried out of the room. “KIMI, WAIT-” Meanwhile Max stayed exactly where he was, staring into the distance. “This is how wars begin,” he muttered to himself.

Wait this is sooo cute!!!

Like Kimi and Ollie want to actually play padel but they also want little!Leclerc there. They know that she is not the biggest fan of playing padel (after Arthur accidentally hit her with a ball on the forehead) so they know how to convince her. „-and think about all, the cute outfits you can wear for us, darling“ Ollie told her the night before, little!Leclerc sitting in the middle while Kimi is nodding enthusiastically next to her. And who is she to decline the opportunity to show of a cutesy outfit?!

So there she is the next morning, sitting prettily on the bench, sipping the mango-strawberry smoothie Kimi made for while taking sweet selfies for her Instagram. Ollie and Kimi would play a hard match, however, they used every opportunity to admire little!Leclerc from afar. After another few rounds, they would be skipping over to her, preening under her sweet complements about „how amazing you backhand is, Ollie-Bear“ and „you hit the ball so hard, Kimi. I was worried it would fly through the wall.“ So yes, a padel date with little!Leclerc is a dream come true.

✨Meanwhile across the padel court: ✨

„Should we tell Charles that his sister is having another date with Kimi and Ollie again?“ asked Alex, throwing a look over his shoulder towards and unbothered Oscar. After a moment of quiet, Oscar squinted his eyes to look at the trio again before answering Alex, „Nah, let’s see how long Charles takes to find out the truth.“

Kimi and Ollie taking Yn shopping, spoiling her and giving her the princess treatment when all of the sudden pictures of them are taken. And Charles Atome is probably loosing his mind!! What do you mean his precious baby sister is out there shopping but not with his money and surrounded by stupid boys?!

Ohhh i absolutely love this!!!

Imagine strolling through Paris with Kimi and Ollie following like two love-sick boys after little!Leclerc while she just carries her iced coffee and her cutesy handbag. (Walk em like a dog, sis). They boys would be carrying all the shopping bags, making sure to slow down their steps so Yn could walk comfortably before them. hey would be grinning and nodding excitedly when little!Leclerc suggests going into another store or restaurant.

Inside the new store,the boys would be eager to wait for you outside the fitting room, complimenting you the moment you walk outside to show them the new clothes. Kimi would be the first one on his feet, looking at you like you were the most stunning person on earth. Meanwhile, Ollie would take 1000 of pictures of you, directing little!Leclerc like he is a professional photographer while praising you to the moon and back. When it comes to paying for your new clothes, Ollie and Kimi would be fighting about who gets to pay. Meanwhile, you would be standing behind them, sipping your drink and giving the shocked cashier a sweet smile.

Yn Pascale Antoinette Leclerc is, without question, the definition of a sweetheart. As the youngest Leclerc sibling, she grew up surrounded by love, laughter, and three impossibly overprotective older brothers who would do absolutely anything for her.