Zjol
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He feels Max drop a kiss to the top of his head, hand coming to squeeze his shoulder. When he turns to greet his husband, he finds smears of gloss across his nose and stubble.
Yuki reaches up, thumbing at the dried specks. “You have paint on your face.”
His eyes crinkle as he smiles. “Just grout. Haven’t even started painting yet. The sink in the garage was in worse condition than I thought. Might have to tear out the whole thing and re-do it.”
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When the stressors of the city force them out into the country, they find that they really can’t get far enough.
Crime procedural / serial killer AU.
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“You’re my teammate,” Max says aloud. “I want to help. Let me help.” He tries not to let his frustration show, tries to bend it into concern, and he needs Yuki to trust him. Only him. “You’re worrying me.”
Yuki snaps up at that, predictably. His face dissolves, mouth parting, brows lifting. “I’m sorry, Max,” he offers, sweetly and with surprise. Remorse trickles into his voice. “I didn’t mean to.”
Max doesn’t want to lose another teammate. He has a plan to make this one stay. When an alpha on the grid begins courting Yuki, it sends his plan into freefall.
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“You’ll get your turn, Yuki,” Isack tells him, gently. “Soon.”
Yuki is older than Isack, yet Isack was chosen first. He tries not to dwell on that. “I’ll come to the hangar,” he promises, even as it digs at him. “I’ll be there to say goodbye in person, okay?”
Sometimes cadets never get chosen. They age out and get sent to the Flight Yard, manning spacecrafts with other cadets that were never chosen.
Or worse, they get sent to the Hangars, where maintenance is upheld, only ever leaving ground to shuttle crafts from hangar bay to hangar bay.
Life goes on, until Master Max Verstappen and his co-pilot Sergio “Checo” Pérez’s inexplicable and fiery crash back to Earth.
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“Brat,” whispers Nico, fond. “Now, let me see?”
Gabriel tilts his head, “Yes,” he replies simply. Mischief shines in his eyes. “Since you were being good all night.”
Nico pulls his hands out from under his sweater to tug on the zipper, unzipping it to just below his sternum. “Tit for tat?” Nico asks, spreading the hoodie open to fall down his shoulders. “This is my reward, then?”
Post-Audi R26 launch event.
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- Part 3 of Gabriela
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Gabriel doesn’t know if he’ll get Nico tonight.
From across the garage, Nico is all smiles as he hugs Kevin, grinning sharp as he takes in his ex-teammate, his blue eyes raking him up and down. Probably makes a comment about how fresh-faced Kevin looks, because Nico is gesturing between the two of them, as he combs a hand through his champagne-soaked hair. Kevin, honest-to-god, giggles, his eyes crinkled and cheeks bunched in a fond smile. They’ve been in each other’s orbit all day and they’re finally making contact now as Gabriel’s waiting for that imminent, inevitable crash.
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Series based on To the Wilder by Zjol.
As always, the boy surprises him. “I love you,” he tells him, eyes shining, “and I know you love me, too. We don’t have to do that for you to prove it to me. I just want to be yours.”
On any other day, it would sound like a naïve, innocent boy with a hopeless crush, his first love, the lesson yet to be learned. Nico would feel guilty about it, that his fondness for him was left so unchecked, that it warped and deformed the impressionable young rookie who was entrusted to his care, to his mentorship.
On any other day, Nico would just distract him with another round, like debasing him was more merciful than letting him believe they were in love. That letting off steam was what they had been up to, all those months, that all they were doing was getting off together. It was simpler than the alternative. Easier to comprehend, easier to sell. That pleasure was all they were chasing.
But he’s been underestimating him, Nico can see that now.
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