been blooming alone (over you)
Charles x Max - rated E - ch. 9 of 14
Maybe Max already knows, sees through Charles right to the roots. “You don’t want to know? Who it is, I mean?”
“No,” Max snaps.
Charles flinches. He feels raw, exposed, like everyone can see the blooms unfurling in his chest.
And then Max is turning to him and sliding a possessive hand around the base of his skull. He waits until Charles meets his eyes.
“They don’t matter.” His long fingers curl in to press at the hinge of Charles’ jaw. “You will make them fall in love with you. Or.” Max swallows, throat bobbing reflexively. He leans in so close they’re breathing the same air. “Or you’ll get over them. Maybe…maybe fall for someone else. Anything can happen.”
“Anything,” Charles echoes, feeling insane. Max doesn’t know. Max is jealous of himself.
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Or, Charles and Max have an arrangement to hook up during race weekends; half the grid knows. Charles has hanahaki; hardly anyone knows he’s heartsick, much less who he's pining over. Not his family, not Ferrari, and certainly not Max.
