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“Hi, Hoonie,” Heeseung says with a smile on his face, leaning down and connecting their lips into a soft kiss. Sunghoon doesn’t hesitate to kiss back, sitting up so that he can cup Heeseung’s face and draw them in closer. Heeseung hums into it, wrapping his arms around Sunghoon’s neck.
“Hi,” Sunghoon says, resting their foreheads against each other. They both giggle, quiet laughs fading as they kiss again. Sunghoon’s lips are soft but slightly chapped from the early winter breeze outside. Heeseung doesn’t mind, not when his alpha feels so warm and so right in his arms.
Or, Heeseung and Sunghoon are always desperate for each other.
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Heeseung cannot stand when Sunghoon is not in his arms, or inside of him for that matter.
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Max is scrolling mindlessly through his twitter feed when he sees it. A post of Charles' response to the media about Max's driving. And there, attached to it, is a reply that makes his stomach plummet to the floor and his heart skip a beat.
"Now say it without Max's cock lodged in your trachea."
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When Charles shows up on his doorstep, the last thing Max expects is a marriage proposal.
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Here’s the thing about Charles Leclerc: Max Verstappen is never going to be able to fully escape him. Not really. Not in a way that matters.
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Max Verstappen tries his best to move past his infatuation with Charles Leclerc. Because it's not serious. It can't be. Loving him means losing him, and that's something he completely refuses to do. However, it's not easy with Charles following him around all the time, looking like that, sounding like that, being like that - being Charles Leclerc.

