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“Are you fucking kidding me?!”
The words barely sound human and cause Carlos to feel the hairs at the back of his neck stand up. He turns to face Charles, feeling his heartbeat race at the dragon-like flicker in his eyes.
Oh, his boyfriend was pissed.
Carlos follows his gaze up to the picture of himself and Lando hugging that was hanging up over the Ferrari garage.
“You do not belong to him. Why is this in our space?” Charles asks, his voice almost a hiss. Carlos knows he's close to shifting.
Charles being a dragon was a huge shock to him. Becoming this dragon's mate? More so.
“Cariño. I don't know who put this up, but I swear to you. I love you. Only you. Forever.” Carlos grabs Charles’ warm hand in his, trying to bring his boyfriend back.
Charles growls a little. But then he blinks and shakes his head, looking a little sheepish.
“Are you back?” Carlos asks softly, watching his boyfriend cautiously.
Charles nods softly, looking up at the giant picture. “Do you think Silvia will agree to have that taken down?”
“We could ask.” Carlos says softly, holding his hand tightly. “It should be the two of us up there.”
Charles nods softly, frowning. “Why isn't it us? Why that stupid hatchling?”
Carlos snorts softly. “Lando isn't a hatchling.”
“He is to me. Too stupid to fly properly.” Charles grumbles, but Carlos knows its his dragon voicing his opinion.
“Don't tell him that. I don't want you two fighting in dragon form.” Carlos warns. “It will upset Sebastian.”
At this Charles looks worried. “We won't fight. At least I don't think we will. Lando is with Max anyway. I'm sure Max hates the picture as well.”
As if right on cue, Max arrives. In all his human glory as he bears down on Charles like the man won't incinerate him. “What the fuck is that picture doing there?! Why is Lando holding Carlos like that?”
Carlos just shakes his head as Charles growls, “I know about it thank you! I hate it too!”
As the two of them discuss it, Carlos catches Sebastian’s eye as he walks towards them through the paddock and he gets a shrug in reply.
Wow. What a big help he was.
Instead Carlos sighs and heads into Ferrari to talk to Silvia. Maybe she could get the thing taken down and he wouldn't have to deal with a stupid dragon and a human mate bickering about it all day.
At least he hoped so.