Marcus and Callum still live together. Inspired by this GIF Also minimalistic smut warning for the beginning but nothing explicit:)
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Let's fuck up the friendship.
POV Marcus:
Let's throw a Party with the Ferrari Driver Academy, they said, Oh and let's invite the first Team Drivers as well, they said. Partners and acompanies are obviously welcome too, they said.
It's going to be fun, they said.
Yeah no, it was anything but fun, Marcus thought. Rob beside him was drinking shot after shot while dumbly rambling to him, Mick and Callum were god knows where probably fucking in the bathroom, Arthur was Talking to his brother and Carlos and his "friendly" accompany Lando. He didn't really believe they were just bestfriends. And Marcus was sitting here all alone, apart from a already tipsy Robert, because he didn't want to play fucking spin the bottle.
Really who still played that? Sighing he stole one of Roberts shots. "Know what let's Dance."
At this point he was just so bored he didn't care about his none existent dance skills.
Elegance was something else but the fun was all that mattered, right? Marcus' head was fuzzy and the music was roaring in his ears but he didn't care.
Just jumping around and doing questionable moves with Rob on the dancefloor took his mind off all his problems for a few minutes so he didn't care. Just singing along to the music and dancing his problems away.
At some point more people had decided to dance, so Robert and he were now standing right in front of each other, still dancing carefree.
Someone shoved Marcus, which then caused him to fall right into Roberts arms. Nonetheless their drunken state, they looked into each others eyes awkwardly for a few seconds before bursting out laughing.
Leaning on each other they danced some more and a warm fuzzy feeling spread through Marcus. He loved that he could be so carefree and feel so at ease with his friend. It was an amazing feeling and he didn't want to miss it, anylonger.
In the end he didn't know who initiated it or even how it started, but there dancing , well it was more grinding onto each other by now and Marcus would be lying if he said it didn't turn him on.
He was breathless by now and his pants were getting immensly tight, not that he cared. It was somehow nice and relaxing to know, that that person was one of your closest friends.
On the other hand though, he really didn't want to be in this situation with Callum or Guanyou. Callum was taken anyway, Marcus really just hoped his honeymoon phase with Mick was over rather sooner than later.
Their dancing got more and more seducative and Marcus just craved that comfort, that closeness, so he threw his arms around Robert's neck and smashed his lips onto his friend's.
