i'd ask you to listen to this as you read this fic :,) i just feel it fits the vibe in which i wrote it <3
hope you enjoy it
max didn't mind parties but right now he was in a new space, in a new team, moving to redbull was an extremely mind boggling feeling.
his teammate daniel, with the pretty smile and crinkling eyes, had extended a kind but enthusiastic invite to a house party of someone he did not know.
max who was inclined to say no , had agreed, to his own surprise. something about the man who had invited him compelled him to stick by him.
the crowd was loud, packed and sweaty. it couldnt have been a worse day for a party, he had agreed to it a week ago, but the day , today, had been pretty much hell for the dutch boy.
his heart was in his hand, and his head brimmed with thoughts of expectations and hopes.
people were usually weighed down with expectations, hopes and dreams with the passage of time, but max had been born into it. he had been weighed down since the minute he was brought into this world, his father, never a dad, was never a supporter but someone, some distant significant (in a not so nice manner) figure who had made an emotional blue turquoise eyed boy into a ruthless competitor.
he had never blamed his dad, even though every part of him begged him to do so.
today he had not been able to lose the feeling of worthlessness , his teammate had the confidence, the charm and the talent to be a racing driver. he lit up a room while max felt he could only dull the lights down.
he was nauseating and the sight of daniel moving towards him, with his soft curls falling onto his eyes, only made it worse.
he realised he was looking at daniel through tunnel vision, he hadnt yet consumed alcohol but everything around him except Daniel blurred.
daniel made him feel things he didn't believe anyone could make him feel.
daniel sat beside max and bent towards him, whispering softly
"hi maxy" and he laughed, his glamourous laugh that could move the planets and the stars. It made his heart ache.
"can i call you maxy?" he whispered again, even before max had acknowledged his presence.
he smiled, his dimples soft and cute, his voice laced with an Australian accent.
"of course you can" max said , his voice betraying him, the sentence coming off softer and calmer than he intended it to.
"im sorry can you give me a minute i think i need to use the washroom" max announced to daniel and rushed out.
he couldnt take this.
he puked into the toilet till he believed he had wretched his feelings and thoughts. he cleaned up and walked out to see daniel standing right next to the washroom, a look of concern on his face.
max managed a frail smile and said they should go get a drink.
daniel seemed to hesitate for a moment, wondering if he should question max's wretching that he had heard through the bathroom walls, but deciding against it, he nodded and rubbed his hands on max's shoulder.
the kitchen seemed to be fairly empty, max poured himself some water as daniel poured them both some red wine.
daniel sat close to max, close enough for max to feel the warmth radiating from daniel's lean body.
few drinks down, followed by several jokes and meaningless conversations , the two of them were enclosed in their own tiny bubble.
his head ache had halted but his heart ached. daniel made him forget about all that he was brought into this world for, all that pressure of bringing it home. He wanted to be taken home. daniel made a boy who didn't know how it felt to have a home, feel at home.
max's heart throbbed and he stared into daniel's amber eyes. he knew very well not to do so, but his hand stretched out to tuck daniel's curls back so he could stare into his eyes without obstruction.
"your curls wont let me see your eyes"
max hasn't realised that he had whispered that loudly to daniel
daniel's eyes widened as he chuckled, a glimmer of hope in his eyes, a genuine smile playing at his lips
max who suddenly felt conscious of his own presence, whispered an incoherent sorry. in response, daniel placed his hand on max's thigh and max's heart was not the only thing throbbing.
daniel noticed that he had just made max hard and the thought of max in daniel's arms made daniel equally hard.
pulling max's hand, daniel led him out of the house to the car and they drove all the way back to daniel's place, in a silence that indicated that, what they were doing next would be something to remember.
daniel's hand never left max's thigh and max's eyes never left daniel's.
rushing into daniel's bedroom, max's back pressed against the wall and daniel's lips pressed against max's. Daniel's hands travelled to his hair and daniel asked with desperation,
"do you want this?"
max didnt see the point in such a question but respected and adored everything that came out of daniel's mouth, and with no doubt and no thought he answered
