🪞 amphichiral
george russell x max verstappen | rated: E | chapter 1/4 | 7.3k words
“What the fuck was that, mate? You could have at least tried being convincing, blimey.”
“Enjoy playing my part for the cameras, don’t you, Russell?” Max snaps.
“Oh my god, of course you’d say that,” George mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Like it or not, you’re gonna have to. Or would you rather be found out?”
Max opens his mouth, finds seemingly nothing to say, and closes it.
“And for the record,” George adds, “I don’t know what’s happening. Obviously.”
Or: In Singapore, Max and George swap bodies, at the height of their title fight. It’s a nightmare. It’s also... an opportunity. Maybe. If George can figure out how to use it — and if Max doesn't beat him to it.
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