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The crowd are buzzing, talking here and there, without exhaustion. Exchanging laugh, gossip or everything to keep the conversation alive. Max is in the middle of it. Talk to some sponsors, get to know to some people he never meet before.
He doesn't like this kind of formal meeting. Well, to be clear, he is not the one who make that party, he was invited by one of his acquaintance. But, as expected, who doesn't want to talk with the 4th time world driver champion? Everyone wants to talk to him.
He laughs, "well, excuse me." He says, slowly wander to the corner of the room, trying to breath after being crushed in the middle of the crowd. His eyes wander around the ballroom, it was a big, white, luxurious ballroom. The yellow lightning really makes the room looks more expensive. He follows the light, it shoots towards someone familiar, a lean tall figure with honey colored hair, firm jaw, fluttering eyelashes, and ocean eyes. Max can hear the business-like laugh even though they're standing far away from each other. The familiar laugh, the laugh he always misses lately.
"Max!"
Max snap off from his daydream, "yeah?"
"Why are you just standing there? Come let me introduce you to some of my friends!" Its his friend, Albert, the one who invites Max in this event. Max nods and tag along the guy. Following him like a little duck with its mom, until he realizes that they're walking toward the familiar figure.
"Hey, guys! Do you enjoy the party?" Asks Albert, taps the other shoulder.
The tall figure turned around, smile towards him, "Hey Albert! This is quite the luxurious party you've got!" His eyes wander towards the other person behind him.
"Well, yeah it is! Need to get the sponsors attention." Albert whispers on his ear, "oh, anyway this is my friend Max Verstappen, bet you've already know him, cause he's one of the well-known guy in the world! The 4th times world champion!"
The tall figure smile, he stretches his hand off, "Hi, Max. George Russell."
Max welcomes the hand, "Max" smile bitterly.
"Well, yeah, he's of course one of the most well-know guy in the world." Said george with a little bit of sarcastic tone in his voice. No one will notice, unless you're already be friended with him long enough to notice his tone.
Max's eyes twitches into the tone, "yeah, i know you too, George."
"Oh, you guys already know each other?" Albert says, he looks at his watch, "oh my god, i really want to hear how you guys know each other but look at the clock! I need to meet with Mr. Jenson right know! Im sorry guys, i gotta go!" Then Albert ran off, leaving the other two with awkwardness between them.
"Long time no see, George. Are you doing well?" Asked Max.
George smile smugly, "well yes, of course. My life has never been this well when i was with you though."
Max feels a knot tighten in his stomach, not going to lie that sentence reallly hurt his pride. "Good for you then." He said.
"Are you doing well, Mr. Verstappen?" Asked George back.
'Mr. Verstappen?' Max flinched, "At first, yes. But lately, something just felt off. Like, something is missing." He answered.
"Oh? Is your little twinkie ignore you lately?" George asked, a bit sarcastic.
"What? George you know i don't—"
"Yeah, whatever. We don't have anything in common anymore, Max. We're just strangers right now. No relationship or whats so ever." George cut max sentence, "so, i actually don't care about you or your little twinkie."
"What? You were the one asking about my condition?" Confused max, "and we're not really a stranger. We're exes." Yes, it's true, they are exes.
"Exes means strangers, so acts like it." George said before he turned around and walk away. Max left confused and iritated. George still hasn't change a little bit since their last talk.
8 months ago, George breaks off his 3 years old relationship with max. Yes, they once dating. But not anymore. The reason of it? Because George once caught him walking with another person. Romantically. George didn't want to hear Max's excused, he just cut him off like a tag on the clothes they bought at target. Cut him off that easy. George moved out from their apartment, blocking all of his contact. Max always try to reach out to George, trying to convince george that he didn't cheat with another man, but always get blocked. Max of course felt furious. But as the times goes by, he just feels confused and missed george.
The time passed by at the party. The once luxurious elegant ballroom turned into more messier alcoholic party. A party without care, without elegance. Everyone enjoy their drinks, talking, and dancing to once classical music now become more disco vibes. And max like this kind of party more than the formal kind. He lets go his formality, mixing one alcohol with another, drinking without care in the world. Dancing with some stranger in the dance floor.
Max's eyes wander through the crowd, looking for the familiar figure. When he sees him, he immediately stomp his heels, going quickly towards him, with a glass of gin and tonic on his left hand. Once he reached him, he grabs his wrist. Put the gin and tonic on the nearest table.
The other person has a shocked expression on his face. Max then just dragging the other person out of the partyz walking them towards the bathroom. Of course the other person tried to free off his hand, but max grip so strong he can only follow max wherever they go.
Max push the other person into one of the stall, locked the door behind him, and pressed the other person against the wall.
"What the fuck max, what's your problem?" Said the other person.
"George, i miss you."
The other person, george, shocked. His eyes widened. "You miss your twink, not me." He tried to resist.
Max's hands cupped george's face. He closes the distance between them. "I miss you like crazy george." He sighed, "day and night, your face, your laugh, your smile, your voice always hunt me. You make me miserable."
"I once hate you after you dumped me out of the blue. I didn't do anything wrong, yet you shut me down. Blocking all my contacts. I always tried to reach after you. But you just blocked me." Max's voice trembling in desperation, "i did nothing george."
"The fuck are you saying? Did nothing? You literally kiss your fucking twink in the middle of the park passionately, is it not cheating? You intertwined your hand with him. Not only once, i caught you twice. I have had enough max. I dont want to shut my mouth ever again. Ive done being cheated on." George tried to argue.
"Im not kissing him? He is the one who kiss me?" Max argued back.
"Then why it happened twice? You fricking did it twice with the same person."
"When i was—"
"In the club, i saw you. You said that you have a work to do that makes you didn't come home. But i fucking saw you kissing your fucking twink in the club." George's tears threatening to trickle down.
"I—"
"I dont need any excuse max. You always said sorry, always lied to me. Am i not enough for you? I always blame myself for not being enough. You never know the pain i go through every damn night. You never—"
Max shuts him off, he kisses him hard, pressing his lips on george's. George tries to let go, he tries to push max off. But no can do, he just melt in max's touches. Max slid his hand around george's waist, holding him close.
Once max brought his lips of george's, he drag it to his chin, then neck. Nibble on it, put some light kisses. George legs tremble, he moan softly. "I am sorry, george. I am sorry. I will try to understand you more, please give me one last chance to prove it."
George sees Max's face. Max's face reddening, his eyes trickle down some tears. He is really desperate. Max really wants him back. "Please, George. I beg you. Let me amend this, amend us, amend me."
"Please—" before max complete his sentence, george just kiss him hard. George realized he is also yearning for max, he misses him also. The past eight months has been torturing him without he himself realize.
"Fine, just one more chance. You better not fucked it off like you did last time."
"I will, i will george. Thank you." He presses their forehead together. Feeling at peace already.
They realize, they cannot live without each other. They know they are toxic to each other, yet they still comeback to each other.