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Max flopped down the bed, being pregnant can be exhausting, carrying a Charles Leclerc spawn is downright torture.
"Max, C'mon, you have to eat this!"
Max groans, hiding his face in the pillow, it's hard to do that while laying on your back but he is a little apprehensive of sleeping on his stomach since the news. It has been a little less stressful with Charles making arrangements for him. However, He will not tell the alpha that.
"Max, please" He can hear the pout, god.
"Fuck Charles! No! I don't want the stupid protein bar. I don't need the stupid bar! I don't need you to keep fucking hovering around like I will slip on a Lego and kill our child!"
Charles huffs, he looks like an adorable child whose parents denied him candy after coming to a medical store. Utterly devastated, completely entitled.
"Sorry, I was just." The Monégasque moves the protein bars around as if it's supposed to mean something. Max groans again, letting his eyes fall shut.
"You can go home, you know? You don't have to stay here all the time." Max pulls himself up on his elbows, finding a bewildered Charles looking back at him "Spend time with your family, your girlfriend, your- people"
Charles frowns as if the idea is alien to him. With the way he has been acting, Max isn't surprised. They got to know a month ago, when Max fainted in the car. Luckily GP realised soon enough and guided Max to hang on the thread of consciousness that helped him bring the car to the pitlane. Charles was the only person he had slept with throughout the year until the alpha started dating the beta. They parted ways till one day Max fainted in a Formula 1 car and the reason was Charles Leclerc and his gigantic cock. Ever since then the alpha has been insufferable, he asked his mum to wear a PPE kit to avoid germs! Who the fuck does that!
"Max, I- what girlfriend? Why would I not stay with you?"
Max huffs annoyed "Jane? Aurora? I don't know her fucking name Charles. I don't know why you are staying with me when you don't even want to be the father!" his eyes prick slightly at the corner. Damnit, he thought he was over this.
"Don't want- what? Max, I am dating you, no? We are dating?"
He is not sure if the alpha is fucking with him or not. It's not a good fucking joke. A growl threatens to rip through his throat "Do not play with me, Charles. You said you were going on a date with someone three weeks before the pregnancy."
Charles blinks at him "Max, Cherie, a PR date. I told you, I asked you about the PR relationship after you said 'No' to coming out just yet." the alpha stumbles closer to Max, the protein bars clutched like lifeline "Fuck, you looked at me like I was out of my mind for suggesting coming out!"
Max stared at the Monégasque "You thought we were dating?"
Charles huffs out an amused breath and falls next to him, pulling himself up next to Max "I brought you courting gifts, we went on dates, you met my parents and I made love to you in my childhood bedroom." he leans against the holster "Do you think Alina has even seen my mother's house?"
Max feels cotton clog up his throat as he stares back at the emerald eyes. He had been an utter fool. Fucking idiot. Charles was dating him. "I- I didn't realise."
The alpha giggles wetly "Now I know. That explains at least, why you wouldn't kiss me in front of my mother."
A shudder wrecks through him, he could have kissed Charles, he could have had Charles. Fuck, Charles was his and he didn't even know.
"I am so sorry darling, I-" Charles sniffles "I was not good at being your alpha, no? You didn't even realise. I'll-" he gestures vaguely at the door "I'll go. I'll text Victoria to come over. I am so sorry Max."
Max scrambled to his knees, latching his hands at the bottom of the Alpha's neck, pulling the Monégasque up to kiss. He feels a tear against his thumb that rests on Charles' cheek as the alpha smiles against his lips. Warm hands cup his waist and force him to settle down on the bed, he breaks away from the kiss.
"I am just- I didn't realise they were courting gifts." Max clutches the alpha's shoulders, willing him to understand "I thought they were gifts like everyone gave me and I thought the dates were us hanging out and I thought you introduced me to your mum as your omega because she kept nagging you about dating and I thought we were hooking up." He caresses Charles' jaw as the alpha nuzzles his palm "Clearly, I was an idiot."
"Hey," Charles let out an indignant noise "That's my mate you are talking about. He very smart, fast and strong."
Max lets out a giggle and kisses Charles once more because he can.
Charles eventually maneuvers them until Max is laying with his head buried in the alpha's neck, nosing at his scenting gland.
"Baby?"
Max blushes, pulling closer to his alpha, mindful of his stomach that carries their pup and hums in response.
"…What if I crush the protein bar in a powder? I can hide it in the pita's dough!"