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Max’s mind roared, and the thought was so loud and intrusive that George physically stiffened.
It’s freezing out here. Everyone looks like a corpse. Lando looks grey, I feel blue, but his lips are bright fucking red. They look so soft. Look at how they move when he talks. Why am I looking at his mouth? Fuck, I want to take my thumb and press it right against his bottom lip just to see if the colour changes. I want to bite it. Why do I want to bite him? What is wrong with me?
Or, a mind-reading fic set in the canon universe. George inherited his mother's quirk of mind-reading, and it was not helping that the only thought he could not block was Max's.
