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“I can’t-” Charles pants, on the edge of hyperventilating again. He snatches his hand away from Max's throat. “I won’t choke you, you cannot ask that of me. I can’t do that to you, Max, I just can’t.”
Oh.
“That’s not what it is,” Max says, quick and desperate to not fuck this up. “I don’t want that, I just need-”
Jesus, how does he explain all this, how does he put it into words?
“I just want to fall apart for somebody,” he finally says, breath coming fast as he trembles.
Max just wants intimacy. He's distrustful and self-protective, but god, he just wants to let himself open up and exist safely in someone else's hands.
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- Part 7 of lestappen sundays (fic collection)
- Part 1 of settling in (connected stories)
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23 Mar 2025
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Now it's Max's turn to grin, wide and teasing and maybe a little too earnest.
"Well, somebody just told me that I’m going to be a world champion one day, and there's only one driver around here good enough to beat me, so I'd like to think he'll be there too."
It's silly, and hopeful, but Charles is beaming at him and it feels like a promise.
"Preferably in second place, of course."
Or: There are lots of ways to love Charles Leclerc, Max maybe learns all of them through the years.
Featuring: puddles, stargazing, unsolicited driving lessons, and the overwhelming fear of growing up.
Bookmarked by maumie
21 Nov 2022