*real life*Charles was currently waking up the day after coming home from his last race before the summer break. He was now in a break and wouldn't work for a few weeks. Which meant to relax. He could finally be at peace and his friends couldn't harass him with fucking Verstappen. Not literally tho. (I see you) Strange thing is a lot of things reminded him of Max and weird moments happened between the two.
He really hoped to not see him during the break and simply hang out with his friends without him being brought up. But he suddenly remembered that his rival lived in the same country. Which wouldn't be a problem if Monaco wasn't 2 km square. But he was supposed to go see Pierre in Italy for a while. And maybe he would meet a wonderful and pretty boy in Milan or Rome.
Since he didn't want to drive there he immediately booked a flight there but asked Pierre when he was going there and for how much time. The Frenchman replied to him that he could come in a few days and for a week or more like 10 days. So the monégasque booked his flight and started packing a bit.
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It was now the day he had to leave and he had just finished packing. He called a cab and went to the airport. He entered by a back door for celebrities so he could avoid fans. He walked up to the V.I.P lounge and waited for his flight. To go see Pierre he bought a commercial one, first class tho. He didn't use a jet. He got into the plane and sat down. He fell asleep for the whole flight and woke up when a flight attendant woke him up.
When he got out of the airport he directly went and searched for Pierre's car. He found his best friend and opened the passenger door. He greeted his best mate and checked him. They started talking lightly about their break and what they would do together. Pierre told him that he had a surprise to tell him when they would arrive but wouldn't say what now. Charles wanted to know so he asked questions.
"- Is it something that you bought? he asked.
- Nope. It's not really "material" if you want, Pierre told him smiling.
The Frenchman wanted to tell him about Yuki and introduce him as his boyfriend. The Japanese was already there at home so it made it easier.
- Ooh, is it in the love department then? Charles asked him with a big smirk.
- Maybe, Pierre said softly.
The duo was now arriving home and Charles got out of the car and took his suitcase with him. Pierre opened the door and they walked in. They could see the living room and someone was already there. They saw Yuki watching tv on the couch and Charles was not surprised. Pierre walked behind the couch and crouched down to hug Yuki and put his head on his shoulder. Before laying his head there he took the time to kiss him on the cheek. Yuki put his hand on Pierre's arm and caressed it a bit. He turned his head and smiled.
- Awww, Charles couldn't resist as they were genuinely adorable and the couple giggled. You look so cute together.
The duo blushed and smiled. They looked at him and got up from the couch to go see him. Yuki was still blushing so he didn't say anything to him. Pierre told him to go put his things in his room, as he was there often he had a room. They all went to the kitchen and Charles couldn't help himself and asked plenty of questions.
- Soooooo, since when are you together? Charles asked eagerly to know.
- We first went on a date around Silverstone, so it's pretty new, Pierre answered.
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Wrong number
FanfictionPierre added the wrong number to a small group chat made of f1 drivers. Turns out to be Max Verstappen's number. How can I say it rapidly turns into chaos.