SILENT (MV x CL)

10. GAMES

I know I said it was gonna take a while, just oops I guess... I have no self discipline. Enjoy this chapter anyway :) x Noor
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"You want me?" Max was flabbergasted about what Charles had said.

"You are a strange man, Max Verstappen." Charles said chuckling a bit.

"Why? Charles Leclerc." Max answered not really sure why they were using full names all of a sudden.

Charles shook his head in disbelief. He really doesn't get it does he?

"I want you." He said looking into Max's eyes. The corners of Max's mouth curled up into a smirk and his eyes showed a little spark. Then Charles realized what Max was doing.

"You dirty little shit made me say it again."

"You want me! You want me! Charles Leclerc wants me!" Max was singing while he poked a finger into Charles' waist. Charles couldn't stay mad for long and started squirming and laughing under Max's touch.

Charles was now flat on the bed, Max on top of him still making him laugh. When Max stopped tickling and the laughter died he let himself slide off Charles. He was now also laying next to him flat on his back.

Both of them let out a sigh. Max turned on his side to face Charles, he was staring at the ceiling.

Max heard a rumbling sound, first not knowing what it was. But when he realized it had been Charles' stomach, he started chuckling.

"We can order roomservice if you want." Max told him feeling quite hungry himself.

"I would die for that." Charles admitted.

Max had hurried to grab the horn and pressed 117.

"Mr. Verstappen, in what way can I be of service?"

Oh shit, I have not asked what Charles wants and I can't do it now, because then they will know he is with me. Great, now I have been silent for way too long, they must think I am a psycho or something.

Charles had turned to Max asking himself what on earth he was doing.

"Hello?" The lady at the other end of the line checked if Max was there.

"I'm sorry, hello." Max finally said. He looked at Charles with the look of help in his eyes. He mouthed -What do you want?-

"What can I do for you sir?" The lady repeated.

-Anything- Charles mouthed back.

"I want to order some lunch, please." Max said politely.

"And what exactly would you like sir?"

Max tried to pull it off "Just get me anything, I don't mind." Then he hang up to avoid more question.

He rubbed his forehead.

"That went well..." Charles joked but had stopped laughing quickly.

"What?" Max asked wondering about the sudden change in Charles' behavior.

"I may have accidentally left a mark." Charles said quietly. Max immediately stood up to walk over to the mirror.

There was a small purple spot underneath his ear. He touched it lightly with his finger making a tingle go trough his body as he relived the memory of Charles putting it there.

That thing should be invisible by tomorrow.

"Do you mind if we take it slow?" Max asked feeling insecure all over again.