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“It would help if you had someone to talk to as well, you know? It helped me,” George says kindly, tentatively putting his hand on Max’s arm, and the smaller man looks at it like it’s something foreign - like he has forgotten how it feels to be touched. Before George can pull him into the hug they both desperately need, Max shrugs his hand away and takes another step back.
“I don't want to,” he whispered. He sounds so physically wounded that George thinks he’s going to choke on the lump in his throat.
His lip twitches with so many things he could say. “This is going to be the end of us, Max.”
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Things We Leave Behind time skip five years later (or 3 years after Loving You is a Losing Game)Series
- Part 6 of Where Love and Life Intertwines
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21 Dec 2025
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Max isn't sure when this all started. All he knew is he hated George fucking Russell.
Rather than fight it out in the cool down room, like they had done once or twice, their teams had sat them down and told them to sort it the fuck out, they didn't care how, but they needed to be adults and start playing nice.
As it turned out, playing nasty worked out a lot better in their favour.
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Max and George hate fuck to deal with their anger issues.Series
- Part 1 of Where Love and Life Intertwines
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16 Dec 2025
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When Lando drunkenly wishes at the end of the 2019 season to see what him and Carlos would be like in the future, he doesn't expect to wake up in 2021 in a Spanish villa with a half-naked Carlos cooking him pancakes.
But then again, who is he to complain?
Lots of cuddles, kisses and a bit of smut thrown in for good measure.
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15 Jan 2025
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“You know,” Hoseok says, his voice casual. Too casual. “If that…other thing would help I could, you know, help.”
Yoongi snaps his head up, any residual drowsiness draining from him. His heart starts pounding. He didn’t…Hoseok didn’t. “What?” He didn’t hear that right. There’s no way he heard that right. There’s no way Hoseok said—
He stands, coming over to Yoongi, bracing his hands on the arms of the chair, penning Yoongi in. “If you think it would help,” he murmurs, leaning in closer. His eyes are locked on Yoongi’s, wide and intense.
Yoongi sinks into the chair, blinking. This isn’t happening. He’s fallen asleep and he’s having some weird stress sex dream except when he pinches his thigh it hurts. Hoseok moves even closer, close enough that Yoongi can see the mole on his upper lip. “Won’t this be weird?” Yoongi blurts out, shoving the entire chair back. It doesn’t go very far. “I mean, we’ve been friends forever. Won’t this cross a line?”
Hoseok shrugs. But he’s still holding onto the chair. “Only if we let it.”Bookmarked by chilisontapas
09 Aug 2023
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If someone were to ask Min Yoongi how he got to where he was, he probably wouldn’t have a proper answer. He just knew that what he did paid the bills.
Because pornography, that paid the bills.
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14 Apr 2023