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MONTE-CARLO, MONACO - DECEMBER 2024

Y/N’s best friend had flown in from London early that morning, her vacation energy in full swing.

By noon, the three of them, Y/N, Jade, and her best friend, were walking down Rue Grimaldi, arms swinging with boutique bags, sandals clicking against the warm pavement.

“Okay, this one,” Y/N said, pointing to the next store, minimalist glass with gold signage. “I saw this on Instagram. They have new swim sets.”

“Say no more,” her best friend said, already pulling her inside. “We’re raiding the racks.”

Inside, the boutique was airy and crisp. A sales associate greeted them like returning royalty. Soon, they were in different corners, digging through hangers, holding up neon orange, chocolate brown, and elegant off-white pieces.

“I don’t care how hot Maldives is,” Y/N’s best friend called out, holding up a black bikini top with side cut straps, and a wrap skirt with the bottom “I will be sweating pretty in this.”

Y/N giggled. “Carlos will combust. I’ll get it.”

She ended up grabbing three bikinis, two skirts, and a few linen shirts for Carlos, because the man will wear his polo's everywhere.

Later, over lunch at a café, her best friend leaned back, sunglasses perched on her head. “I found one more place. It’s a little formal, but trust me, you'll love it.”

“Yeah we can get some for one of the dinner,” Jade added, sipping her drink.

The boutique was tucked into a side street, quiet and polished. The interior was Parisian chic and soft jazz floating through the air. An assistant led them upstairs, where a single rack of new-season formalwear was displayed under a soft spotlight.

Y/N ran her hands along the fabrics, eyes catching on a silken ivory slip dress. Cut on the bias, delicate straps, and the kind of fluid drape that promised to melt onto the body.

“Try this,” Jade said suddenly, pulling it out and holding it up to her. “You have to.”

Y/N hesitated. “It’s… a bit much?”

“Exactly,” her best friend said. “Go. Dressing room. Now.”

A few minutes later, Y/N stepped out.

The dress clung to her softly, the ivory glowing against her skin. It pooled gently at her ankles, shimmered when she moved. Her hair was slightly messy from pulling it over her head, but even then — she looked ethereal.

Both Jade and her best friend stared.

“...Jesus,” Jade whispered. “Carlos is not surviving this trip.”

“we'll be needing a trip to the pharmacy,” her best friend said, jaw dropping.

Y/N laughed, her cheeks heating. “You’re insane. I’m not buying this. Where will I wear it later? My wedding? It’s—”

“No you’re not,” Jade cut in. “We are.”

“What? No—”

Her best friend was already walking to the counter. “Too late. You’re wearing that to the candlelit dinner. No backsies.”

Y/N blinked, overwhelmed but smiling. “You guys are ridiculous.”

Jade looped her arm around her. “You love us. And you look like a goddamn dream.”

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f1gossipofficial Carlos Sainz was spotted leaving Y/N L/N’s family home in Monaco earlier today while Y/N was seen shopping with her friends, bf/n and Jade Distinguin. Could this mean things are more serious than we thought? 🥂👩‍❤️‍👨

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paddockpretties these two are peak grown-up love

racingstylelens casual fit but definitely trying to impress 🧐

landowifeys when you’re ✨loved✨ by the family

gossiptracker people in here acting like meeting the parents is breaking news lol

monacowatcher very few outside of the country know but her parents are actually very respected locally.

carloshoney He was waiting her to get back 🥰

→ ch4rlexhoney He didn’t even wait for her to be home. That’s… intense.

→ car.y/nloveclub They've moved in together, He told that his girlfriend was moving in with him, in the latest don't blink episode.

CARLOS AND Y/N'S APARTMENT, MONACO - DECEMBER 2024

Y/N slipped off her sandals as she entered the apartment, the soft echo of her keys hitting the marble counter breaking the silence. The scent of fresh laundry lingered in the air, Carlos’s faint cologne still hanging from the shirt she’d borrowed this morning and tossed on the couch.

She was tired, not physically, but in the way that came from being too online. Her bestie had already sent her the F1GossipOfficial post before she even got into the car, and now her name was trending on Twitter. Again.

She found Carlos sitting at the kitchen island, flipping through a folder of notes from his last sim session.

Y/N dropped her shopping bags by the door. “Why were you at my parents’?” Her voice wasn’t biting, but it wasn’t casual either.

Carlos didn’t flinch. He looked up from the folder, expression as steady as ever. “Your dad asked for help with some estate paperwork.”

She blinked, caught slightly off guard by the simplicity of the answer. “He… did?”

Carlos gave a soft nod, closing the folder and setting it aside. “Yeah. Something about sorting taxes of your old property in France and digital signatures. You know how he hates anything to do with digital documents.”

Y/N exhaled through her nose, eyes narrowing just slightly. “And you just… went over? While I was out?”

Carlos leaned forward, folding his arms on the marble. “You want me to wait for a permission slip every time your dad texts me?”

That earned him a sharp glare, until she saw the corner of his mouth twitch. He was teasing. Y/N rolled her eyes, moving into the kitchen. “You’re lucky i like you.”

Carlos stood and followed, stepping behind her. “I am lucky. We moved in together and you still only like me?”

She smiled despite herself. “My love for you varies from moment to moment.”

“Wow,” Carlos said mock-gravely, wrapping his arms loosely around her waist from behind. “What a bitch!”

She leaned into him slightly, still annoyed, still thinking, but no longer tense.

“You know the internet thinks you went there to ask for my hand.”

Carlos chuckled, lips brushing her hair. “Good. Then they can’t back out of the wedding now. We wouldn't need to elope”

Y/N turned her face to look up at him, pretending to glare. “Not funny.”

Carlos gave a slow, exaggerated shrug. “Wasn’t a joke.”

“The empty suite in the villa just got booked,” she said casually, brushing a hand through her hair as she gulped the water.

Carlos looked up, the crease between his brows barely deepening. “Which one?”

“The one next to us.” She raised an eyebrow. “The one that’s been open for weeks and magically filled after our group finished booking.”

Carlos leaned in and pressed a kiss to her temple, his arm draping behind her shoulders. “New friends, I guess.”

She gave a soft snort. “Sure.”

Carlos didn’t press. He walked over to the bar stool, sitting down and watching her. “I mean, it’s a public resort. We can’t gatekeep the Indian Ocean.”

She gave him a look. “No, but we can acknowledge that it’s weird.”

He nodded, still calm. “It is. A little.”

Carlos chuckled. “It’s not private anymore, huh? There goes our beach skinny-dip plan.”

Y/N laughed, nudging his ribs. “We never had a beach skinny-dip plan.”

He shrugged. “We could’ve.” And that shut her up, the way it always did.

She smiled faintly, sinking into his chest, his hand absently stroking her arm.

“Still,” she said, quieter this time. “Let’s just hope they’re not loud neighbours.”

Carlos chuckled into her hair. “If they are, I’ll just out-snore them.”

PRIVATE JET - DECEMBER 2024

The girls were spread across the plush sectional in the front cabin.

Y/N sat cross-legged between Jade and her best friend, a glossy resort catalog open across their laps, marked with lipstick smudges and laugh-creased corners.

“Okay, but this beach bar?” Jade pointed at a page. “We’re going. Second night. No excuses.”

“Seconded,” Y/N’s best friend added, stealing a handful of dried mangoes from the snack tray. “I brought a few specifically for bar-hopping.”

Meanwhile, in the rear of the jet, Carlos leaned back in his seat, legs crossed, half-listening to Arthur and Lando bicker about jet lag remedies.

“You brought electrolyte sachets and ear oil?” Arthur asked Lando, deadpan.

Lando looked smug. “It’s from a wellness place in Mayfair. You’ll thank me.”

Carlos smiled faintly, tapping his fingers on his espresso cup. Then, after a pause, “I think she suspects something.”

Arthur looked up. “Who? Y/N?”

Carlos gave a slow nod. “She’s been getting too many fan comments about it. I can tell she’s piecing things together. Or at least trying to.”

Lando tilted his head. “You think she knows when?”

Carlos shrugged. “She’s smart. But I’ve thrown enough curveballs that I think I’m still in the clear.”

Arthur smirked. “So you’re not telling us when either?”

Carlos lifted his brows. “I love you guys, but the fewer people that know, the less chance one of you ruins it.”

Lando threw his hands up. “But, you'll help us set up right?”

“Sure,” Carlos replied nonchalantly.

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[yourbestie behind the camera] girliepops came all the way long to maldives to just sleep.

[ Arthur in the background] No, I don't wanna share a room with Lando!

MALDIVES - DECEMBER 2024

The early sun filtered through the glass panels of the villa, soft golden rays settling over the pale stone floors and flickering across the white curtains. The ocean outside was barely making a sound, like even the waves were sleeping in.

Inside the villa. the three men were already up, slightly jet-lagged but surprisingly chipper.

Carlos padded barefoot into the shared kitchen area, his dark curls still a little damp from a quick shower. “They’re all still out cold?” he asked, glancing at Arthur who was scrolling through his phone lazily while nursing an espresso.

“Passed out like babies,” Lando smirked, balancing a mango between two fingers before tossing it and catching it again. “I checked. Y/N’s hugging Jade like a teddy bear, and your girlfriend’s best friend is snoring.”

Carlos chuckled. “Wow, Let bf/n hear what you've been calling her.”

Arthur, yawning, looked up. “Should we wake them? Or…”

“Let’s not.” Carlos smirked, tugging open the fridge. “Let’s do something nice. Set up breakfast outside, by the pool.”

Lando grinned, “Like a breakfast picnic? You’re turning domestic.”

Arthur added, teasing, “What next? Proposal with pancakes?”

Carlos shot him a look but didn’t say anything. Arthur blinked. “Wait-”

Lando quickly stepped in with a clap of his hands. “Anyway! Pool breakfast. I like the idea. I’ll call the front desk to deliver the breakfast floats too.”

.

Thirty minutes later, a dreamlike spread was laid out on the villa’s pool in a tray, chilled juice, fruits, scrambled eggs, avocado toast, and little notes Lando insisted they scribble on napkins “We worked so hard on this. Be grateful. –L”

Carlos stood back, admiring it all. He glanced toward the sliding doors leading into the girls’ room. “Let's go wake them up?"

They stormed inside the girls’ room, Y/N stirred under the thin blanket, rubbing her eyes. “What time is it?”

Carlos came in and sat on the bed beside her as hs e snuggled his waist. "It's 10 baby." Y/N groaned but smiled.

Carlos grinned. “Good morning, amour. Breakfast is served poolside.”

Jade let out a soft gasp. “What are you guys upto?”

“We got you guys breakie.” Arthur added, peeking over Jade’s shoulder. "Go get changed. We have to go kayaking after lunch too. Till then we can relax by the pool."

Best friend, still half-buried under a silk pillow, squinted at the bunch. “I need someone to dress me up. I don't wanna get uppppp.”

Carlos looked at Y/N again. “Vamos Vamos Vamos.” He pulled her up from the bed.

Ten minutes later, the girls stepped out, dressed in bikinis and sunglasses, Y/N’s hair clipped with a floral clip.

She took in the whole setup, the ocean breeze curling the scent of citrus and fresh coffee through the air, the boys looking unnecessarily proud.

“You did this?” she asked Carlos.

“I supervised,” he said, tugging her in for a kiss. “Lando did most of the lifting.”

Lando placed a hand on his heart. “It’s about time someone gave me credit.”

“Where’s my coffee?” Jade asked, already spotting the float.

The morning was light, filled with laughter and lazy bites of breakfast, feet dangling in the pool, birds chirping in the background.

Y/N leaned her head on Carlos’s shoulder as they shared a fruit bowl, her fingers laced in his. “I don’t deserve you,” she murmured, eyes soft.

He kissed the top of her head. “Maybe not. But you have me anyway.”

Lando pretended to gag. “Someone toss me a pancake to block my ears.”

Arthur raised his espresso as Carlos splashed water on Lando. “To the most domestic vacation morning we’ll probably ever have.”

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MALDIVES - DECEMBER 2024

The sun dipped low on the horizon, bleeding coral pinks and amber oranges into the sky. The sea lapped gently against the shore, like it, too, was slowing down for the day.

Down by the beach, the villa staff had helped set up a small bonfire circle, mats and chairs arranged in a semicircle around a crackling fire pit, low tiki torches lining the edge of the sand.

A low table stood nearby, topped with blankets, a bar, and a portable speaker playing a lo-fi island playlist.

Y/N stretched her legs out on a mat, head resting lazily on Carlos’s shoulder. Her skin still smelled faintly of sunscreen and sea salt, her hair damp from their earlier kayaking trip.

Across from her, Lando strummed aimlessly on the small travel guitar he’d insisted on bringing, humming under his breath.

“Didn’t know you were a musician now,” Arthur teased, sipping from a coconut.

“I’m a man of many talents,” Lando shot back with a mock-bow, hitting a chord that very much sounded like a mistake.

“You just murdered Ed Sheeran,” Bf/n said flatly.

Lando grinned. “He’ll recover.”

Carlos chuckled, brushing a piece of sand from Y/N’s ankle. “You okay? Still tired from kayaking?”

She shook her head. “Not tired. Just… full of the day. It’s so peaceful here.”

“It is,” he agreed, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer. “I don’t remember the last time I saw you this relaxed.”

“Mm. Because you’re usually dragging me to cities and racetracks,” she teased.

The group slipped into a gentle rhythm, munching on sweets, passing around drinks, and sharing embarrassing stories from years past.

The wind whipped gently, causing a few locks of hair to dance across faces and clothes to flutter against sun-warmed skin.

Lando played a few chords of Afterglow by Ed Sheeran, slowing the mood. His voice was low but surprisingly steady as he sang along, eyes flicking around as if unsure whether to be serious or not.

Y/N leaned into Carlos’s side again and whispered, “He’s actually good.”

“Don’t tell him,” Carlos whispered back. “It’ll go to his head.”

As the fire popped and cracked, throwing golden flecks into the night, the group’s laughter began to mellow. They lay back against their chairs and towels, staring up at the stars above.

“Alright,” Jade said after a long stretch of silence, her voice soft, “if you had to be stuck on a deserted island with two people from this trip, who would you pick?”

Arthur sat up. “Lando, for music, and Y/N to keep me sane.”

“Smart,” best friend nodded.

“Carlos and bf/n” Y/N quipped.

Carlos, meanwhile, watched Y/N as she blushed, wind in her hair and glowing from the firelight. His hand brushed hers, fingers curling between hers under the blanket draped over their laps.

He squeezed once. She looked at him. Something softened in her gaze, but she didn’t ask what he was thinking. She just smiled.

Later, when the fire began to die and the wind got cooler, Lando played the final strings of a mellow tune.

Carlos helped Y/N up, wrapping the blanket around her shoulders. “Ready to head in?” She nodded, slipping her hand into his.

The rest of the group followed, yawning and teasing each other as they trudged barefoot through the cool sand back to the villa.

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sainzlvr55 Carlos is such a simp. 3 comments, boys slow downnnn

ynsprivatefanclub you either get it or you’re jealous. pick one 😌

sainzarchives She's in her villain era and I love it!!!

charleswifeyenergy Heavily edited herself. SMH

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wagslov3 she’s literally in her rise-and-slay era

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username3 Sainz the photographer era is elite

charlosunitedxx she’s mid and riding Carlos’ fame. Sorry not sorry.

chaoticsainzgf does anyone else find her kind of… idk. try hard?

sophiet Where’s this dress from? Asking for myself and 70 others. ♥︎ by author

kika.gomes Iconic. Period. ♥︎ by author

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asmfanclub Alex would've never posted something this try-hard

fernandoalolo if I were Carlos I’d never stop taking pictures.

VILLA, MALDIVES - DECEMBER 2024

The villa buzzed with golden-hour warmth, laughter echoing off the whitewashed walls and across the private pool.

Carlos leaned comfortably into the back of his chair, one arm draped lazily around Y/N’s shoulders as she laughed at something Arthur said, a hand covering her mouth mid-snort.

Jade was across from them, sipping a cocktail and scrolling through the photos from that morning, while Lando teased Y/N’s best friend about nearly falling off the kayak.

Everything was going great until Jade’s sunglasses hit the floor. “Guys,” Jade cut him off, voice thin. “Dock. Look at the dock.”

A white seaplane had landed, its propellers slowing with a distant whir as two familiar figures stepped onto the floating walkway.

Y/N’s laughter stopped like someone had hit mute. Her arm slipped from around Carlos’s waist.

Carlos’s jaw flexed subtly as he followed her line of sight, his hand instinctively clunged her shoulder protectively. “Qué demonios…” he muttered under his breath. [What the hell.]

Arthur squinted as Charles and Alex strides, hand in hand. “Is that-? No way.”

Charles looked equally startled when he saw them. His stride faltered, but only for a second.

Alex, on the other hand, beamed with glossy confidence, waving a hand with feigned surprise. “Wow, what a coincidence!” she called out, voice carrying too easily over the water. “Small world, huh?”

Lando nearly choked on his drink. “You’ve got to be kidding.”

Y/N stared at them like she’d just seen ghosts climb out of the ocean. Her voice came out low, measured. “Did anyone… know about this?”

“Nope,” her best friend said immediately, eyes narrowed like a hawk.

Arthur let out a sharp exhale through his nose and turned toward the approaching duo with a stiff nod. “I thought you said you were spending winter in Mexico,” he called out to the couple, voice flat.

Alex giggled. “Change of plans last minute. Maldives felt more romantic, don’t you think?”

“I can think of other words,” Jade muttered.

Charles hesitated at the edge of the deck, his eyes flickering toward her. “I didn’t know you were all… here,” he said finally, the lie so thin it didn’t even bother dressing itself up.

Y/N’s voice was soft, brittle. “You always land on your feet, don’t you?”

Alex clutched his arm. “Well, we booked the last suite. Funny how the universe works.” She turned to the group, lips stretched into a bright smile. “Mind if we join lunch?”

Before anyone could answer, Carlos pulled Y/N gently back into her seat, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You hungry still?” he asked quietly, ignoring the tension lingering just across the table.

Y/N didn’t look away. “I was.”

YACHT, MALDIVES - DECEMBER 2024

The late afternoon sun shimmered against the Indian Ocean as the group stepped barefoot onto the yacht, its white deck gleaming under the fading light.

Carlos held Y/N’s hand tightly, guiding her by the waist onto the cushioned seating area. She didn’t let go once.

He joked about something stud pic to which she laughed softly, noses brushing.

Meanwhile, Charles stood alone, leaning against the railing at the front of the boat. Occasionally, his gaze would flicker toward the back where the couple sat.

Beside Charles, Alexandra stood adjusting her mesh dress unnecessarily, pretending not to notice the cold shoulder from nearly everyone.

“Babe, take a picture of me here?” she cooed, holding her phone out to Charles without turning to look at him.

He blinked, snapped one absentmindedly, and handed the phone back.

“Seriously? My hair looks flat. You could’ve said something.”

Charles didn’t reply.

On the daybed, Carlos kissed Y/N’s bare shoulder and leaned close. “Are you okay?”

Her smile softened. “Now? Yes. You’ve barely let me breathe without you today.”

“Should I stop?”

“Don’t you dare.”

He chuckled and pulled her legs across his lap. “I’ll keep you right here. Let the ghost of boyfriends past keep staring.”

Y/N’s eyes flicked briefly to the front of the boat. “Don’t give him the satisfaction, cariño,” Carlos murmured, brushing a kiss behind her ear. “You don’t owe him anything.”

“I know,” she whispered. “It’s just… suffocating whenever he's in the same place as I am.”

Her best friend came over with drinks for her and jade. Y/n thanked her while Carlos took a sip and scrunched on the amount of alcohol in it.

Alex tried to join them later, squeezing onto the seat beside Arthur and making the entire group inch away like magnets in reverse.

“This view is just divine,” she said, snapping a selfie.

No one responded. She looked around. “Is it usually this… quiet with you guys?”

Jade deadpanned “No. Not usually.”

Carlos raised a brow but said nothing. His fingers lazily traced Y/N’s thigh as he poured her another drink.

The sun had started to near the horizon when the crew announced, “We’ll anchor here for an hour, great time for a snorkel if anyone’s up for it!”

“Bags are in the cabin, snorkels on the deck,” one of the crew members added, pointing toward the open bin of fins and masks.

Y/N stood at the edge of the platform at the back of the boat, wearing a blue bikini that Carlos was absolutely not handling well.

He was helping her with mask when he leaned in to peck her lips. "I really want to skip this and take you back to our room."

"Not happening." she pushed him back lightly, "We have the whole night to ourselves." She pulled him towards the group, ready to dive.

The water was warm, salt clinging to her skin like silk. Beneath them, fish darted between coral, and faint trails of glowing plankton shimmered like fairy dust as the sun’s last light glimmered.

She surfaced, laughing. “This is so beautiful.”

Carlos wiped water from her cheek. “You’re beautiful.”

They floated near the edge of the boat, arms around each other, ignoring the others for a moment. His nose touched hers underwater. They came up grinning like idiots.

Across the water, Lando was yelling, “Arthur, get the fish away from me, you Prick!"

“Come look!” Carlos tugged Y/N’s hand, guiding her toward a coral ridge where shimmering fish darted like lightning.

Y/N’s fingers gripped Carlos’s tightly underwater. They floated side by side, suspended between worlds.

When they surfaced, breathless, she pushed back her hair. “That was…”

He beat her to it. “Perfect?” She nodded, heart full. “You’re perfect,” he added quietly. “I mean it.”

She blinked, cheeks flushed. “Good. I want to ruin every man for you.” She laughed, splashing him.

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landonorris Bro forgot we all saw you nearly eat coral 😭

f1gurliesunite His boyf era >>>>

lesteppen3316 How can you get in a relationship with your friend’s girlfriend. I never liked him. Good thing he’s out of ferrari now!

georgerussell63 Stylish AND romantic. What happened to you, mate?

charles16_curls I love them but I also hate them

alexalbon ah, love is slightly annoying

username2 everyone say thank you Y/N

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carlossainz55 Te amo más cuando sonríes así 🤍

alex_albon Cutest girl ever. Can you spin him next time? 😂

ynfansunited Carlos put out girl down!!!

username1 Why don’t I have rich friends like this 💔

carlosfcchilli National Geographic could never.

arthur_leclerc so i didn’t exist on this trip? wow. coolcoolcoolcool

↳ yourusername next dump’s got u i swear 😭

f1dramaservice Okay but wait. Weren’t Charles & Alex also in Maldives?

↳ wagsnewsf1 Look at my story. I got anon send ne a vid of them in the same yatch.

jade_distinguinn we were SO unserious for this trip and i love us for that

↳ yourusername my girls >>

↳ carlossainz55 excuse me???

lilymhe the swimsuit collection is elite

anasainzvdc We need a Sainz family vacation now with THIS energy!!!

sainzsimps Did Charlex just gatecrashed our babies’ vacation!? Lol lonely bitches🫠

↳ monegasquemami okay but how do you know they weren’t invited? maybe y/n & carlos just didn’t post about it 🙄 not everything’s shade

↳ f1teaunfiltered Girl be serious 😭 They wouldn’t want to bring bad vibes to their trip. Alex doesn’t have any friends in the paddock except for charlotte…

landonorris atp I’ve lost hope that you’ll ever credit me for these awesome pictures 😔

lovealexcharles y/n really turned jade against alex huh… and now they’re straight up bullying her by crashing their romantic vacay. disgusting behaviour. 😒

↳ f1insightsdaily girl what?? 💀 they were there first. alex and charles literally showed up uninvited.

↳ jadeupdates Alex and Charlotte has always outcasted jade. Her being friends with y/n isn't for revenge but just because y/n cares about Arthur and didn't want his girlfriend to feel excluded.

↳alexfiercefan you guys just hate Alex for anything. our girl doesn’t need to ask permission to be on anywhere the world. 🙄

ynxstylearchive Outfit details, queen?? Drop them or we riot.

softforcharles Someone drop a heartbreak edit. I’m ready.

VILLA, MALDIVES - DECEMBER 2024

The next morning, the air in the villa felt heavier than the sunburned sky outside. It wasn’t just the heat, it was the uninvited guests.

Y/N sat perched on the white marble countertop of the villa's open kitchen, her bare legs swinging slightly, clad in one of Carlos’s oversized shirts from the night before. Her damp hair was twisted in a claw clip, beads of water still clinging to her collarbone from the shower. She hadn’t spoken much since breakfast. Her laughter, so abundant just yesterday, had gone quiet.

Carlos stood beside her, leaning against the counter with his phone turned toward her. A video of Diego was playing, waddling behind Reyes' Maltese, Olivia, who was running circles around his little rocker, a rattle toy in mouth.

“Look at that,” Carlos chuckled, nudging her thigh lightly with his elbow. “Olivia loves that rattler. My aunt got it when Ana was a baby.”

Y/N smiled faintly, but the crinkle near her eyes didn’t quite show up.

Carlos turned the volume down and let the screen dim, slipping his phone into his pocket. “Okay,” he said softly, voice dropping so only she could hear over the distant sound of Alex’s voice carrying across the open-plan living area, “what happened?”

She blinked up at him slowly. “Nothing,” she said, too quickly.

Y/N’s shoulders sagged when he shifted closer. She glanced across the room. Alex was seated squarely between Arthur and Charles on the large sofa. She was going on and about her upcoming shoot with Rhode and hosting a dinner for Nina Ricci. Charles wasn’t even pretending to listen. He stared ahead at nothing while Arthur checked his phone under the table.

“It just… feels off,” Y/N said finally. Her voice was barely above a whisper. “Why would they do that when they're the one who didn't want me around.”

Carlos huffed a small laugh through his nose. “You’re not wrong.”

“I miss when it was just us.” she murmured.

Carlos reached up and gently tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. “Then let’s just let it be us?"

Her brows rose, confused. “Let’s take a break. Just you and me,” he said. “Lunch date? Maybe we can go to the local market and get our families gifts?”

Y/N tilted her head. “Seriously?”

“Sí, mi amor. Let’s disappear for a bit. Get some air.”

She smiled then. For real. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and letting her forehead rest against his. “Let’s run away,” she whispered.

He grinned. “I’d run anywhere with you.”

Across the villa, Lando walked in holding a large woven basket, a towel slung over one shoulder. “Okay, hear me out,” he said dramatically, “Beach picnic. I got the staff to arrange booze, sandwiches, and Jade made popsicles. out of fruit juice”

Y/N pulled away slightly, eyes lighting up, then hesitated. Carlos caught it and raised his hand. “Actually, we were thinking of taking a few hours to ourselves and get lunch.”

Lando blinked, then smiled instantly. “Ah. Got it. Romantic escape. Approved. I’ll keep the crowd entertained.”

“Thanks,” Carlos said, and Y/N squeezed Lando’s arm affectionately as they passed.

“Wear protection! I'm not ready to be an uncle yet!” Lando called after them.

As they grabbed their towels and slipped on sandals, Y/N heard Alex behind them, still going on, now about how her clothing ad was going to be shot in Capri, and how Rhode sent her two extra PR boxes by accident but “obviously wanted her to keep them.”

Carlos took Y/N’s hand as they stepped outside into the blinding sun.

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BEACH, MALDIVES - DECEMBER 2024

Evening rolled in slow, the air was still warm . Carlos and Y/N strolled hand in hand along the curved shoreline, the sand cool beneath their feet now that the sun had begun to dip low.

Y/N’s hair was salt-tangled, cheeks flushed, her linen dress fluttering just above her knees as the breeze danced around them. They were supposed to meet the rest of the group and head back to the villa to get ready for dinner.

As they reached the curve that opened up to the villa’s private beach, Y/N slowed her steps. No one was there. The beach was completely empty. Y/N blinked, confused. “Wait. Where’s everyone? Did we miss them?”

Carlos didn’t answer. He gently tugged her forward by the hand.

“Carlos…” She looked up at him, but he wasn’t meeting her eyes. His gaze was set ahead, a softness in his expression she couldn’t quite read.

“Y/N,” he said, voice low, steady, but if you listened closely, it trembled just the tiniest bit. “You’ve been my home ever since we got together.”

She swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around his.

“I didn’t even know I was searching for something until I found you. I thought I had everything figured out, my career, everything. But you…” He smiled, softly, eyes glassy but never looking away. “You reminded me there’s more to life than just the world championship.”

She was already tearing up, her breath catching. “You’re the person I want to tell everything to. You laugh at my worst jokes, you make fun of me, and you kiss me goodnight like I’m your most favourite person in the world.” He let out a nervous chuckle. “I’ve never felt more myself than when I’m with you.”

Carlos paused. Then quietly, like a vow “Spending forever with you? That would be the best decision of my life.”

Then, his voice dropped even lower. More certain than ever. “So… marry me, Y/N?”

It hit her all at once, what this was, what today had meant, what this entire trip had been quietly building to. Her hands flew to her mouth, the first sob escaping before she could even answer. Her knees buckled slightly, and Carlos reached up instinctively, steadying her as she nodded, hard and fast, still crying.

“Yes,” she managed between broken laughter and saltwater tears. “Yes, yes! God, yes.”

Carlos bent down on his knee and slipped the ring on her finger, hands steady despite the tremble of the moment. It fit like it had always belonged there, her sun-warmed skin now kissed by a perfect band of love. And then he kissed her, cuddling her in his arms.

Behind the flowering fence that separated the beachfront, Lando crouched low with his DSLR in hand, snapping photo after photo with the biggest grin on his face.

He’d promised not to interrupt. And he wouldn’t. But he’d be damned if he didn’t capture every single second of it.

The moment Y/N stepped into the villa, the sound of laughter and soft music greeted her, but so did two girls' happy screams.

“OH MY GOD, YOU SAID YES!” Jade nearly knocked her over with the force of her hug, mascara already smudged under her eyes from crying earlier when Carlos had given her the heads-up.

“Where is it? Let me see it, let me see it!!” her best friend squealed, grabbing Y/N’s hand and gasping at the glimmering ring now nestled perfectly on her finger.

Y/N laughed, a little dazed, a little out of breath. “I literally just said yes like five minutes ago-”

“DOESN’T MATTER,” Jade interrupted, dragging her toward the lounge. “We have, like, exactly an hour to get you ready before dinner and engagement pics. This face is not going on Instagram without a highlighter.”

“Wait. Arthur! Lando!” Y/N started to turn toward them with open arms, but both guys just grinned and waved her off knowingly.

“Later!” Arthur called out with a wink.

Y/N let out a breathless laugh, her heart too full for her body to handle. They were already pulling her toward the hallway when she turned back, just in time to catch a glimpse of Charles.

He hadn’t said much when they returned, just stood quietly off to the side. Now, he stepped forward, just for a second, his eyes finding hers.

“Congratulations,” he said simply. His voice was soft, almost tired. But genuine.

She blinked, surprised for a moment, then nodded, "thank you" before Jade tugged her into her room and closed the door behind them.

Charles watched the door shut, chest hollow. He didn’t hate Carlos, how could he? Carlos had always been one of his bet mates. He didn’t even hate Y/N for having a relationship with his former teammate. He could never hate her for any reason.

But watching her laugh like that… the way she lit up around Carlos, how she reached for him instinctively, trusted him fully, smiled like she'd won the trophy, that was what love should look like.

And he hadn’t given her that. He had loved her, in the only way he knew how. But maybe that hadn’t been enough. Maybe it never was.

So he quietly turned around and went back to his room.

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yourbestfriend MY GIRL’S GETTING MARRIED 😭💍

carlossainzofficial Bienvenida a la familia officially y/n!

landonorris about time 😮‍💨 congrats you two ♥️

pascale_leclerc Stunning couple. Congrats 🤍

reyesvdc Mi corazón está tan feliz 💍💛

yourmomofficial Carlos, all the best for the rest of your life 😅

wagscentral future Mrs. Smooth Operator 😩

lorenzotl congrats both of you. wishing you the best.

anasainzvdc mejor hermano y cuñada❤️

alex_albon wait WHAT 😭😭 i missed this??

carlosonoros Felicidades mr and mrs chilli 🌶️❤️

slowmoferrari Charles liked. The ice is melted

arthur_leclerc carlos actually pulled this off without anyone leaking it. insane.

jade_distinguinn i cried more than her ngl. love you guys 🫶

georgerussell63 huge congrats mate 👏👏

blancasainz oficialmente la tía de diago

lilymhe she said YES !!!

fernandoalo_oficial felicidades, chico.

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VILLA, MALDIVES - DECEMBER 2024

The waves lapped gently under a moonlit sky, the sea glowing silver against the darkness. Everyone was tucked inside, packing, prepping for the flight to Monaco the next morning. But Charles couldn’t sleep.

He wandered down the narrow path that led to the beach, hands shoved deep into his hoodie pockets. The cold breeze off the water hit his face, crisp and clear. That’s when he saw her.

Y/N was sitting on the sand, knees tucked to her chest, face turned toward the ocean. Her hair was tied in a lazy bun, a blanket draped around her shoulders, the sound of waves her only company.

He paused thinking for a second before he walked toward her.

She turned her head slightly, then looked up at him. She passed him a gentle smile “Couldn’t sleep?” she asked, patting the sand beside her.

Charles sat down wordlessly. For a long moment, neither of them spoke. The silence wasn’t tense. Just… heavy.

“I saw you walking,” she said. “Figured I’d give you your moment.”

Charles exhaled slowly. “And yet here I am ruining yours.”

Y/N smiled faintly. “You’re not. Come on, you can join me for a while” She patted the sand beside her.

Another beat of silence passed. He looked at her profile, the same face he once knew like the back of his hand, now belonging to someone else in a way that felt final.

“You’re happy,” he finally said.

She glanced at him, nodding. “I am.”

He smiled, but his eyes didn’t quite catch up. “Carlos is good to you.”

“He is.” She turned toward him more fully. “I didn’t know love could feel like… peace. It is very calm and settled with him. Even when things are messy.”

Charles swallowed hard. “I wanted to give you that. I swear I tried.”

“I know,” she said, softly. “But you couldn’t. And maybe that’s not your fault.”

He looked at her then, really looked. “I loved you.”

“I loved you too,” she whispered. “But love isn’t always enough, Charles. You know that.”

The wind picked up slightly, tousling her hair. She pulled the blanket tighter.

“I won’t lie and say I didn’t hate you for a while,” she said, a sad smile playing on her lips. “For not showing up. For making me feel like I was too much or not enough, depending on the day. But I also gave up too soon. I stopped fighting when things got hard.”

“You stopped fighting when you were tired,” he corrected gently. “And I didn’t notice soon enough.”

They sat in silence again, the sea roaring gently behind their conversation.

“I’m glad you found what you were looking for,” he said finally. “You deserve someone who shows up. Who loves you loudly. Carlos does that. He's a good man.”

She touched his hand, briefly. “And you will too, Charles. Someday. When you let yourself. But you’ve got to stop punishing yourself for what didn’t work out.”

He chuckled under his breath. “Is that a polite way of saying stop sulking behind us?”

She gave him a teasing look. “Absolutely. It’s Christmas in a week. You’re not allowed to brood. That’s the rule.”

He smiled, this time, it reached his eyes. “I’ll try.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

They stood slowly, brushing the sand off their clothes.

“Now go to bed,” she said, nudging him. “You look like you haven’t slept in a year.”

“Maybe two,” he teased.

She laughed, light, easy, unburdened. The way she used to.