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Oscar keeps fighting with Carlos.
Today Charles find out why.
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05 Oct 2024
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Lil Oscie is really trying to be a wingman—how adorable !
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“Good evening. I’m Charles,” he offers his hand, which Max takes and for a second, Charles thinks he’s going to kiss the back of it. Some muscle spasms in the tight grip, rough velvet against soft skin. When Charles gets his hand back, it feels like he lost a finger or two in the fight.
“What’s your poison, Charles?” Max asks, settling on the barstool like it’s not designed to be the most uncomfortable chair in the world.
“Cyanide, usually. I’ll settle for a gin tonic for now.”
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Charles is a supermodel that has learned everything he needs to make his world turn. Now, he has no idea what Max Verstappen wants from him.
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27 Sep 2024
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GEMS! I can't believe I waited so long to read this.
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Max Verstappen was a lot of things.
Three-time world champion, Cat Dad, emotionally constipated, loving boyfriend etcetera etcetera.
But above all he was a racer, he knew how to slam his car around a corner and end up first, he knew how to claw his way up from the trenches into first, he knew how to keep a steady hand on the wheel even when he had Hamilton just behind, gunning for his eighth championship.
And he knew, whilst his car was barreling towards the barrier at 220 mph with no way of stopping, that this would hurt.
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Max crashes, Charles panics, they cope
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i love you in the evenings (but i fucking hate high hopes) by Snooks10
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
25 May 2024
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He wanted his husband to win so badly. This was always the part which gutted him from the inside out, the expectation and fear mingled into an uneasy stupor. The racing was easy enough, practice makes perfect as they say. But the expectations ate you from the inside out.