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Lando is talking with Max regarding setting up a streaming session together when they get some time off again when it happens the first time. One second he was looking down at his phone to double check his schedule for the week and a half they had off and when he looks back up Max is suddenly wrapped up in Daniel. That is to say quite literally. Daniel is hanging off of Max’ shoulder like his life depends on it, eyes barely staying open for a mere few seconds at a time.
“Uhhh,” Lando fumbles, mostly from how annoyingly adorable the other looks all wrapped up, Max has one hand around his waist acting like this is just any other day and Daniel smiles sweetly —tiredly— at Lando before leaning his head heavily on Max’ shoulder.
“Heya Maxy,” he sighs and Max chuckles a little, looking at Lando like they’re sharing an inside joke when Lando is still very much trying to reboot. Not that he has any idea what the joke is supposed to be anyways.
Max must’ve seen the shock plain on his face —he’s never been good at hiding his expressions— because he quickly goes from somewhat amused to outright laughing, making Daniel grumble in annoyance as he shakes along with the other’s laughter.
“You have no idea do you,” Max smirks eventually and Lando narrows his eyes, knowing Max is doing this on purpose since he can hardly ask what the hell is going on when the subject in question is literally right there looking like he’s 3 seconds away from falling asleep standing.
“Don’t worry, it’ll be your turn soon enough.” The other continues unbothered with a small shrug and hoists Daniel up a little, walking them both in the direction of Daniel’s motorhome before Lando can get his tongue unstuck from the roof of his mouth. His turn?? For what??