Hi Nina!! (I’m resending this just in case it got eaten in your inbox 💓)
This is a dark Charles au! The ask abut Max observing the Leclerc family while growing up inspired me. What if Charles realized Max’s feelings for him after getting into F1 and using it to his favor, the Ferrari driver isn’t dumb, after 2021 he new that the only way for him to win a championship is by getting Max out of the grid, so he decides to take the matter in his own hands. By the beginning of the summer break he stars inviting Max to go out and soon enough they are courting, and isn’t a shame that the contraceptive pills Max was taking “failed” and now he’s pregnant? But Charles being the perfect alpha that he’s says that he won’t abandon Max and their baby, in fact he wants to mate with him before their daughter is born, and that’s what happens. So Max doesn’t compete in the 2022 season, and when he starts to getting back into his diet and gym plan so he can make his come back season, Charles starts to give hints about wanting another kid, it must be so lonely to be an only child, wouldn’t be worse for Max to come back only to stop a few years latter? Maybe it’s better to stop just once and then come back to his fullest. And one day Max came up saying that he is so happy with their family that they should have a second kid, so it’s his decision right? The only thing he doesn’t’t know it’s that Charles doesn’t plan to let him go back to racing, maybe after he has won enough championships Max can come back if a team would want him.
(Side note: I accidentally had Charles becoming full on Machiavelli because in this AU he just starts his devious plan to ensnare Max and take out the competition early on. Like, 2015 early 😅)
This is so dark and unhinged and deliciously vile.....I love it. Oh my god, manipulative and ruthless Charles realizing the only way to return the Scuderia to glory is take out the competition in any way he can? Genius.
Charles realizing that all the other drivers can be taken care of on track but Max? His equally talented, equally ferocious rival who Charles has been racing against since they were acne-ridden pre-teens? Oh he knows he needs to be much more subtle when it comes to taking Max down.
He observes the brilliant young karter and sees how lonely he is, how eager Max is for approval, how he yearns to connect with someone—anyone—and have just one friend by his side.
Well, the young Alpha decides, he'll do one better. He won't just be Max's friend—he'll become Max's everything.
His closest confidant, his dearest companion, his boyfriend, his mate, his Alpha. Charles wants to consume Max, bones and all, until the Omega lives and breathes for Charles.
Until he steps away from the track, willingly, and Charles Leclerc stands on the top step of the podium, the WDC trophy in his hands, and the proud Monaco anthem playing behind him.
He'll do whatever it takes to win—and if that means shoving aside his initial distaste and swallowing his annoyance whenever Max yapped at him? If it meant "accidentally" brushing his hand against the young Omega's waist? If it meant stealing Max's hoodie on a freezing cold day so Charles can offer the Omega his own clothes?
It's all worth it, the Alpha decides, it's all worth it. To secure his future and his destiny.
Charles begins to seek Max out before and after each race, he begins to hold the other boy's hand and pull him into long, winding conversations that has the Omega's eyes bright and happy. The stupid boy doesn't even bother replacing his scent patch—it lets Charles know exactly how pleased Max is to be with Charles, talking to him, sharing lunch with him, just standing near him causes the young Omega to beam with delight.
Charles knows he's working on a limited time table—he's overheard rumors that Max is leaving for F1 soon, that he's signing with Toro Rosso and joining the grid in 2015. He'd initially planned to wait a few more months before asking Max out but he can't risk the Omega joining F1 and getting swept away in the arms of another ambitious Alpha.
Oh no, Charles needs to make his move now.
And he knows how sentimental Max is, knows how beneath that hard exterior is a young boy seeking the smallest morsels of affection, of an open hand who'll treat him kindly.
The Monegasque knows all this and it's why he saves up all the money he can to fly to Belgium, to endure the almost two hour flight, twenty minute bus ride, and another twenty minute walk to arrive at Max's doorstep. He knows no one else is home—except Max.
He made sure of that. Ever since he and Max began texting, Charles had begun to gently coax small bits of personal information from the Omega. He thought it'd take far longer to gain Max's trust but the other boy had been so desperate to have someone to talk to that he practically poured his heart out to Charles in the span of a few weeks.
He knows the code to the wrought iron gates, he knows where the spare key is kept, and when he enters the house in his slightly damp, crinkled clothes, Charles brings a single backpack with him.
Quietly, in the entrance hall, he sets up candles in glass mason jars and pulls out the silk flowers he'd spent months saving up for. He has one small velvet box that houses a simple gold pendant he purchased at a vintage shop, in the other box is a small container of tiramisu—Max's favorite dessert.
He texts the Omega to come to the front hall, that there's a surprise waiting for him.
For all his life, Charles will remember the way Max Verstappen's face lit up with the purest joy when he saw the simple little scene in front of him—the handful of candles, the bundle of silk flowers, the two little gifts. The Omega runs over, stopping only an inch from Charles. Tears streaming down his round cheeks because no one's ever done anything like this for me...ever.
"I..." Charles pretends to hesitate as he looks at Max. He can't risk the Omega outgrowing his feelings. So Charles clears his throat and holds out the small velvet box. "I know you've probably never thought about me like this but...I like you Max. I more than like you. And I hope you'll let me try and court you?"
He knows Max's answer before the Omega even opens his mouth.
"Charlie..." (god, Charles loathes that nickname) "Charlie, I like you so much—I...I've liked you since we first raced against each other. I um, I never thought you would ever like me back." He looks at the Alpha with stars in his eyes. "I'd love to go on a date you with, schat." He blushes. "Maybe...maybe lots of dates?"
Charles has to do everything in his power to keep from smirking. It worked. It fucking worked.
He leans in, intending to kiss Max's cheek but the Omega leaps into Charles's arms, causing him to stumble back before Max eagerly presses kisses all over Charles's face. It shocks him enough that he...lets him.
It's not entirely unpleasant, Charles decides. And even Max's little purrs are a little...cute.
Charles will do whatever it takes to win—but maybe, the Alpha decides, it won't be so bad to have a mate. Someone who'll stay with Charles forever, someone who will never leave him.
And as the years pass, as Charles competes in the lower series (his entire junior career being paid for by Max who cheerfully insists that his boyfriend deserves the best of everything), he keeps tabs on the Omega's career in F1 with obsessive levels of scrutiny. They move in together in 2017 and one year later, Charles signs to Sauber.
And then, to a struggling Ferrari in 2019.
But it's only after the 2021 season that Charles realizes that (1) Max is now his biggest competitor, far more than Hamilton or Alonso, and (2) Ferrari has a shot at the championship in 2022.
He has exactly three months to get Max pregnant, to mate him, to get the Omega barefoot and round and aching for Charles's knot more than he aches for a race win.
The Alpha's laid the groundwork years ago—he's Max's beloved boyfriend, his much adored "Charlie" who the Omega kisses after each race and who has, for the last few months, been not so subtly hinting he'd like a mating bite from.
Well, Charles smirks, careful what you wish for.
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