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“If you’re dressed like that, it’d be a shame to waste it on this line,” Max said, eyes flicking deliberately over Charles. “You could come with me. I promise this time you’ll actually get in.”
She looked at the line of people standing across the road. Charles turned her head to the side, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear to better stare at the other woman.
There was also the fact that Charles would absolutely not have picked this outfit just to go back to her dorm and peel it off in defeat.
“Okay,” she said, slipping her phone back into her purse. “Why not?”
or; leztappen get together in Berlin
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24 Jun 2026
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Max has had minimal sexual experiences in his life, and none of the Alphas he has been with have ever left him truly satisfied.
Charles may just be the one to change that for him.
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08 Jun 2026
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It’s insane, because Max is looking down at him, eyes half-lidded and unapologetically staring at his lips, a knowing smirk gracing Max’s own that is then replaced by a friendly, professional grin as he seemingly remembers there are words leaving Charles’ mouth.
OR: Pierre points out how Max looks at Charles
—so, logically, Charles spirals.Bookmarked by boomo
26 May 2026
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Charles Leclerc suffers from cuteness aggression.
Max waking up in the morning looking the way he does is not helping in the least.
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26 May 2026
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“Your name is Charles?”
“Yeah. Charles Leclerc.”
They stared at each other. The rumbling of an engine starting sounded from somewhere outside.
“You really don’t know who I am?”
Max shook his head wordlessly.
“So then… back at the bar–”
“I said the first name that came to mind,” Max said hollowly. “I was hoping that you’d just go along with it.”
The man–Charles–bit his lip, dropping his eyes to where his fingers were drumming on the countertop. His shoulders began to shake slightly, and, for a second, Max was afraid that he’d burst into tears.
That wouldn’t be fair. Max was the one who had been drugged and then essentially abducted, even if it was by a well-meaning, apparently famous person. If anyone should be crying, it was definitely him.
or, Max gets his drink spiked in a club, and rescue comes from an unexpected source.
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20 May 2026