you had been with arthur for nearly two years now so you were fully part of the leclerc family. something about arthur just completed you. you could be your normal goofy self around him instead of this shy girl you built up as a defensive mechanism.

arthur had two brothers, charles and lorenzo. lorenzo was 12 years older, 36, while charles was 3 years older, 27. charles was a ferrari f1 driver while arthur was a development driver. they had an amazing mum named pascale and sadly lost their dad when they were young.

both charles and lorenzo had girlfriends: charles — alexandra, lorenzo — charlotte. they were both like older sisters and best friends to you. however lorenzo and charlotte were now engaged.

today, was their wedding. you were so excited. the wedding was small so mainly family and close friends.

arthur had a dark blue suit on with a light blue tie, as requested by lorenzo as him, lorenzo and charles were all matching. meanwhile you had on a a pretty baby pink dress on with some white heels — a dress charlotte had picked for you. your hair was in its natural curls.

the wedding went perfect and after a bit, charlotte and lorenzo left and guests started leaving, including alexandra and charles. they left but completely forgot they were taking you and arthur home.

you and arthur were dancing and then realised, so you frantically called them. right now, you two were waiting outside the venue. it was still hot but you were cold in your dress so you had arthur’s blazer over your shoulders as you waited for charles and alexandra to pull up in his ferrari purosangue.