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“What’s wrong with you?” Max snarls but doesn’t move. It makes Charles even more angry. He wants to see Max snaps, needs him to revert to the angry kid that ranted about him on camera, just so they could see eye to eye.
They have unresolved business. They will always have.
But Max is composed and Charles is fraying at the edges. Somehow, Max is always a step ahead.
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Charles finds it hard to be himself when all he do is hide, Max is confusing while horribly honest, and love is stored between a quarter of orange and a whisky cabinet. Somehow, it all comes together.
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- Part 1 of and I forgive you even as you choke me
Bookmarked by Capusotto
12 Mar 2026
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of puppy love, belonging and redescovering someone (incluiding yourself)
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“No, I am going to Florida.”
“Miami is in Florida, Charles.”
Charles whips around with a sudden finger in his face for the second time this evening. A drunken Charles special, it seems. “I am not stupid, Max. Do not treat me like that, yes?”
It sort of makes Max think about that Binotto clip from years prior. He holds his hands up in defence. “Alright, alright.”
Charles stares him down, finger now hovering over Max’s top lip. Max can vaguely smell his skin, not enough to categorise any of the scents, but enough to have him swallowing a whine. He wants to take Charles’ finger into his mouth just to see what would happen. He doesn't.
“I cannot stay here. This city drives me crazy,” Charles mumbles. Max wouldn't have heard it if they weren't this close. Almost chest to chest, nothing but a sliver of self-control and doubt between them.
(or: Charles needs to escape Monaco, Max will follow him anywhere)
Bookmarked by Capusotto
07 Mar 2026
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the recipe of love: florida, wine, and overpriced hotel rooms.
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Max pinched the bridge of his nose as he went into the car. Before his chauffeur could close the door, however, Daniel leant in, having rushed from the bar’s entrance.
"I forgot to tell you…" the Australian begun, his face serious and grave.
Max gritted his teeth, silently nodding for the man to continue. He couldn’t stand much more. He wanted to scream at the entire world. To run home and hide and force some sense down his own throat.
To put himself back together.
"I left a- a gift at your house. For your birthday… I planned it long ago, before-"
"Alright," Max cut him, short and harsh.
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Charles, a high end prostitute, finds himself in the arms of a man who really, really, cares for him, despite the gun on his nightstand.
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Bookmarked by Capusotto
19 Feb 2026
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this one is a rollercoaster. get those tissues ready. also that ride or die tag ain't joking
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14 Feb 2026
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i'm telling him to floor it through the fences (no, i'm not coming to my senses) by champagne_for_breakfast
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
09 Feb 2026
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“No,” Max hears his own voice, hollow and shaking, quiet in the bustle of the Red Bull hospitality suite. “There was no courting. I would know if Charles- if he was- I mean-”
Except he absolutely wouldn’t. The omega tries to think back to when he learned about courting - but there’s only a blank void in his mind. He could blame it on his father never teaching him - his disdain for omegas only too visible in every word he spoke and every action he took.
But at the same time, Max refuses to see himself as clueless. It can’t be. He would have known for sure.
“Would you?” Daniel asks, not unkindly.
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or: Max's terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day in which he learns that he is oblivious af.
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12 Feb 2026