Running from home was the best option for the two of them, their parents hated their sexuality and swore that they wouldn't want to see them again.
Holland is rumoured to be vicious and unforgiving but nevertheless, they run to that Place since it'...
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Charles rubs his hands as he looks at his handy work. A nicely bandaged knee, that he had bandaged and is immensely proud of. All on his own and without anyone in the physician hut. He couldn't have been more happy now that his training in bandaging had concluded and could help people without Seb needing to tell him how to.
Max looks down at his bandaged swollen knee. "Magical hands, you got there." The chief says with a cocky grin.
Charles crosses his arms over his chest. "Without a doubt if you're in here daily." He replies back at Max, he had learned from the month of living here that Max isn't shy from the teasing and sassiness. It only fuels the chief's sassiness back at him.
Max grins more, showing his perfect teeth and leans back against the wall. "You got to have to do something, until you can do the things Seb can."
Charles loves to be around Max, the man is very nice and seems so relaxed for a chief. People had stared at him more than most people who chat with the chief. He gets the feeling that Max is kind of spending more time with him than he does with most.
"My studies do fine." He replies. "I would get further into my studies if I didn't need to bandage you daily. What do you do with your knee anyway?"
Max shrugs his shoulders. "I don't like to take things easy. I got things to get done."
"I think i can repeat Seb." Charles says. "Keep the weight off your knee."
Max chuckles. "That's not possible, Charles. Have you ever seen a leader that doesn't need both legs?"
"You're the only leader that i know, walks among his people and not sit idly on his throne." The monegasque says, looking at Max.
The chief laughs. "I don't even have a throne."
"No, i guess you don't."
Max gets the crutches and pulls himself up from the ground. "Come by for dinner tonight, i have a few friends over."
Charles points to himself. "Me?"
Max grins. "No, i'm asking the chair." The chief shakes his head with a chuckle. "Yes, you! You idiot, and bring your brother."
Max barks out a laugh as he heads for the door, Charles feels shocked. He had never been invited to a dinner, it had always been his parents or his older brother Lorenzo. It makes his heart race in his chest and his mind spin in all the things that could go wrong.
"Wait!" Charles calls out, Max is halfway out of the door and turns around to look at Charles with a raised brow. "What time are we expected?" He asks.
Max shrugs his shoulders. "Everyone comes when their shift is over, so do the same. If i'm not there yet, the key is in a hole in the tree next to my house. It has a M marked on it."
