*real life*Charles was getting ready to go out in the beautiful and fresh December afternoon. He wanted to go buy all of his Christmas gifts. He would have a lot more to give this year, since he had discussed with Max to maybe have a Christmas together. Which meant he would meet Sophie and probably Victoria and her family. He put his shoes on and was about to go when Max interrupted him. He gave him a questioning look and asked what he was about when he saw him ready to leave with his bag. "Oh don't worry mate, Im going to buy Christmas presents." Charles said smiling. Max looked extremely offended. "Excuse me?!" He looked unimpressed looking him up and down. "Mate?!" He answered Charles' confused look. Charles chuckled as Max exaggerated. "Come on, don't be dramatic." Charles laughed. "You did not just call me mate!" The Dutchman was also laughing from the absurdity of the situation. "Pal. Bro. Supportive straight friend." Max opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again. "I hate you." He muttered with a smile.
Charles that had been sleeping a bit at Max's, left to go buy his presents. Before closing the door he told him something. "I'm coming back in around 2 hours chéri." Darling Max's eyes widened and he smiled. Charles grinned when he saw the red on Max's cheeks. He walked away and took his car to the big mall in Nice to have more options as he didn't know what to buy.
Max decided he would do the same and got to ready to go shop in Monte-Carlo. He wore the first jumper he saw, petted Jimmy and Sassy and took his phone. He walked out and passed his neighbour, who looked at him weirdly. "I guess everyone is a Ferrari fan." He had an awkward smile seeing Max like that. The latter looked confused as he looked down at his jumper. "Oh my fucking god, godverdomme." Goddamnit He muttered while he quickly walked back to his flat and unlocked his door. He has a white and red jumper with a Ferrari logo on the front and the year's design on the sides. He changed himself and mentally thanked his neighbour for telling him. Going out like that would have been horrible.
Private chat between Maxie and Charlie
Maxie: oh my fucking god you NEED to keep your merch at your place
I randomly took your jumper with a big Ferrari logo and I went out. I passed my neighbour that told me "I guess everyone is a Ferrari fan" 😠😠Charlie: 😂😂
Wow what I would pay to see thatMaxie: come on!
Charlie: it's ok I bet you looked good 😉
Maxie: 😒
*real life*
Charles had gotten back to his flat with his Christmas presents and had wrapped them up. He took his own luggage and his gifts to go to Max's place before they would leave to go to Belgium. He still didn't know what he would say to Max's family and what their reactions would be. At least he knew his family would fully accept it and welcome Max as one of theirs. He got out of his car in Max's building's garage and took the lift. He would join him and they would take a taxi to the airport. When Max saw him, he stepped in front to lean for a kiss at the same time Charles leaned for a hug. They got stuck in that awkward position where Charles tried to kiss Max and the latter went for a hug. Max simply grabbed him by the shoulders and kissed him. Which surprised Charles as he looked at him with a small smile.
Max helped him as he took his gift bag and sighed. "My god Charles, you shouldn't have bought this much. You haven't even met them yet." The monegasque smiled shyly as he looked down. "I couldn't help it." Max laughed softly. They got out of the building with everything in hand and called a taxi. They got in and quickly arrived in Nice. They entered in some back doors and went into V.I.P security and luggage checks as to be seen the least possible by the public. Would probably be hell for them to be seen flying together way too close to Christmas. After the two of them made it to a V.I.P lounge and rested until they had their flight. Since they were only two and flew to see family, they took a commercial flight in upper class. They sat together in the plane as they were served champagne.
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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.