When in Vegas - lestappen - Max x Charles

20. Boyfriend

Max pov

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My plans have been foiled by the stupid press, so instead of taking Charlie to a beautiful five-star restaurant we are going to be in my plane eating airplane food instead of having a romantic dinner. All I wanted was to ask him to be my fricken boyfriend over dinner.

"Max what's wrong Cheri? I know this isn't ideal but maybe we can do something when we arrive to Monaco?" We were still in the SUV provided by Ferrari on our way to the hotel.

"Nothing liefde, I had planned something special to do while we were still here in Vegas. But I suppose you're right, we should do something when we return to Monaco." I smile reluctantly, everything was going to be perfect but life's a bitch sometimes. Charles takes my hand caressing it softly.

"Don't fret Max you are going to get grey hairs." I laugh he's not wrong. We come to a sudden halt sending us sliding slightly forward.

"Oh shit!" Charles lets out as he grips my arm trying to stabilize himself.

"My apologies Sirs, we are here the hotel security is ready to escort you." We exit the vehicle and are met with three buff guys in all black. I felt a little insecure I know I have to be in peak physical form for racing but still I don't look like those guys, I wonder if Charles would prefer a really fit guy like that.

"Amour? Are you coming?" He takes my hand once more not caring if they saw. I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat, I am stupid for thinking what I just thought. Charels isn't superficial like that, he's the complete opposite.

We are dropped off at are door and told to hurry that way they can quickly and safely transport us to the airport immediately. The nice thing about being a formula one driver is that you never truly unpack because you get up and leave a few days later, I was pretty much ready to go after a few minutes.

Me being me I'm packet before Charlie. What can I say, I am speed. I wait for him on the couch while he takes his sweet time.

"Maxie, can you please help me find my phone charger?" I smile knowing where he had left it. I just wanted to see his puppy dog eyes as he asked for help.

Letting out a sigh I tell him where it is. "Bottom drawer on your side of the nightstand love." He smiles as he returns to the room to retrieve his charger.

"Alright Mr. Verstappen let's get going" He looks excided for some reason? Maybe he's never flown private. This time I'm the one who takes his hand interlacing our fingers. Unexpectantly Charles places a kiss on my cheek before pulling us out of our room.

We arrive at the Las Vegas Airport with minimal interference. Thank the lord I fly private; I'd hate to have to wait for my flight. It's an almost instantaneous board. We are greeted by both captains and one flight attendant.

"Woah Max this is nice imma have to get me one of these." Charlie chuckles in awe of the jet. He's like a little kid looking through all the compartments.

"What! You have Wi-Fi on this thing!" He looks up at me with excitement, plus out his phone and starts texting Pierre. Charels picks a random seat and pulls me along with him, seating me next to him.

"It's about a thirteen-hour flight char, what do you want to do first?" We had a shit ton of time to kill, and I wanted to get to know him better.

"Can we start by getting some food I'm starving, running from the paparazzi is exhausting." He laughs and places his head in my shoulder.

"And maybe a nap with some cuddles after?" Charlie stays in a similar position not looking me in the eyes but just mumbling into my shoulder.

"That sounds like a plan liefde, but why so shy?" I lift his head to meet my eyes, Charels face is redder than that stupid Ferrari he drives.

"Shut up Max, this is different than being in a relationship with a woman. Usually, I ask what they want not the other way around. So sorry that I'm a little embarrassed with telling you what I want." He breaks eye contact and once more places his head on my shoulder using me like a cocoon. I sigh even though I don't want to I need to be vulnerable back for this to be a healthy relationship.

"I understand what you are saying Char I'm actually quite nervous too, I feel like teenager again who just discovered they liked guys for the first time. I'm unsure on how exactly to approach this because I know your needs will be different, we won't fall under the usual gender norms. I don't want you to feel like you have to be the emotionally available one out of the two of us." The silence after scares me slightly Charels hasn't moved or said anything.

Without saying anything Charles hugs me tightly for a few minutes just letting the silence engulf us.

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