one_eyed_witch
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Charles lets his gaze wander through the apartment, taking in the details with that quiet curiosity Max knows too well. He stops in front of the trophies lined up on a shelf — the replicas of Max’s championships and the original, gleaming in the center. For a second, admiration flickers across Charles’s face. Max knows that look; he knows Charles wants that feeling someday, and part of him can’t blame him.
Charles turns, and Max sees a quiet smile on his face before it fades. “I, um… I received an invitation. From… The Invitation,” he starts, clearing his throat, and Max notices the nervous way his hands fidget.
“Ah, what an original name. Congratulations?” Max offers, barely containing a smirk.
Charles narrows his eyes, exasperation creeping in. “There’s a catch.”
“Do I even want to know?”
“They also invited you.”
Max’s expression morphs into an exaggerated look of shock, complete with wide eyes and raised brows. “Wow, what a shame, then.”
OR: Max and Charles are invited to appear together on a popular podcast. They have a lot to talk about and a lot of tension building up.
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09 Mar 2026
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Max is a great roommate. So great that when Lando asks him to be part of a music video he’s filming he does so, without asking what it will be about.
Turns out he will have to model with no other than Charles Leclerc. As lovers. The two men’s desire to not be outdone by the other takes the whole thing to new levels.
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07 Mar 2026
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“Do you think my ass looks good in this one?”
“Charles, I swear to God, if you ask me that one more time I will throw you off this boat.”
OR: Charles finds his underwear beneath his best friend's pillow. Everything unfolds exactly the way you'd expect.
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28 Feb 2026
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They were born sixteen days apart, on the same street, in the same year.
In the late autumn of 1997, Sophie and Jos Verstappen welcomed a healthy baby boy and named him Max. Just over two weeks later, across the road, the Leclerc family celebrated the arrival of their second son, Charles.
No one could have known it then—not even their parents—but something had already begun to take shape. A rhythm. A pairing. A kind of quiet gravity that would pull them together for the rest of their lives.
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Or, Charles and Max are childhood bestfriends
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22 Feb 2026
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“I’m kind of in a rush because I have a birthday party for a friend. I need a present, but he doesn’t really like music.”
The man’s bright smile fades. Max feels a tightness in his chest at the sight of that, but as the words he’s just said process in both of their minds, he realizes he’s probably got worse things to worry about than making this beautiful man smile.
God, he’s beautiful.
“I’m sorry. So, you need a present for a friend who doesn’t really like music and you came into a record store?”
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OR: Max finds a way to give all his friends the gift of music (and it totally has nothing to do with the cute boy who works at the record store)