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    The man—Charles, Max assumes—sounds French. He loves that. He should be used to a French accent, he was forced to converse with Pierre often enough, but it sounds different coming from Charles. More melodic. Almost similar to someone he used to know once.

    “And that made me think,” Charles says, voice bellowing from Max’s speakers. “That it was stupid that we didn't have carrots before. Like, come on, it's a farming game.”

    Max has no fucking idea what the hell he is on about.

     

    (or: Max is lonely and finds Charles streaming on Twitch)

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    06 Sep 2025

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    "You keep touching me like that and people are going to think we’re dating."
    "Let them."

    Championship rivals. Post-break vibes. Too many feelings in Tokyo.
    They’re not enemies. They’re not exactly friends. But maybe they’re something else.

    Slow-burn fic featuring ramen, emotional repression, karaoke disasters, and one very expensive hotel minibar.

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    01 Aug 2025

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    “You know,” Charles started with a laugh, “if Red Bull are as fucked as you say they are, maybe you should just come with me.”

    Max furrowed his eyebrows, bright eyes glinting in the sunlight.

    “With you?” he asked.

    “To Ferrari, of course.”

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    Max moves to Ferrari. Charles deals with it.

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    15 Jul 2025

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    ‘What- How did you do that?’ Charles asked, he still felt a bit shaken and hot, but the tingling had disappeared.

    Max smiled at him and let his hands drop away from Charles’ cheeks.

    ‘I once read that holding your breath could stop a panic attack and when I kissed you, you held your breath.’

    ‘I did?’ Charles winced at how high his voice sounded.

    OR: Charles gets a panic attack and Max helps him (more than once)

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    30 Jun 2025

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    If there was one thing Max was absolutely sure of, it's that he didn't ever want to have kids.

    He doesn't hate kids, no. Far from it, really. He adores his sister's children and can never get enough of them. He's not terrible with kids either given he works in paediatrics. He just didn't want to have kids of his own.

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    4 times max was indirectly referred to as the dad vs 1 time he was asked

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    20 Jun 2025