crazetardedhead
*COMING SOON*
Charles Leclerc has lived his whole life one step behind Max Verstappen.
From karting tracks to Formula One, Max always had what Charles wanted --- titles, records, the perfect life. And now, Max has taken the one thing Charles thought was finally his.
It was,
His 1st WDC. Max's 5th WDC.
Ferrari failed him. He failed himself.
And the jealousy he's buried for years finally spills over on a drunk night meant to celebrate Max's fifth WDC.
Old rivalry turns sharp. Words turn reckless. The line between hatred and desire snaps in a club bathroom where neither of them plans to stop the other.
Because some rivalries don't fade.
They just find darker places to burn.
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Charles leans in, crowding his space, jaw tight. "You don't get to stand there and look perfect tonight," he growls. "Not after everything you took from me."
Max's smirk falters just a bit. "Careful, Charles," he murmurs. "You're sounding like you know exactly what you want."
Charles's hand presses harder, voice dropping, dangerous. "Yeah," he says softly. "And you're not stopping me... so don't pretend you don't want me to keep going."
~🖤 x ❤️~