From the moment Charles met you he was infatuated with you and your smile.

Everything about that beautiful smile that made your eyes crinkle and light up, that made you look so much more like an angel than he thought possible.

The two of you had been together for a long time now, but lately, seeing that smile became so rare for him. He noticed you weren't doing well mentally.

You two were polar opposites, but that never bothered him. He was the sun of Maranello, and you were his moon. He swore up and down your eyes sparkled with all the stars in the universe.

Of course, being your boyfriend he wanted to help, so that's what he did. He made your favourite food, would take time to talk about your interests with you and spend time with you.

He even got his Dog Leo to be extra affectionate, Leo was just happy to be involved.

It was one late after noon, golden hour to be prescice. You two were lounging on the couch, he was sitting behind you with his arms wrapped around you, your back pressed to his chest whilst he sweet talked to you in french.

"Mon ange parfait, je n'aime rien au monde plus que toi. Tu fais de moi l'homme le plus heureux du monde..." He trailed off, admiring the way the warm glow of the sun hit your face.

"You're an angel, I refuse to believe that you are just a normal person." He kissed your temple "I want to make sure you're happy, you deserve the world Mon Chérie."