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“What does Toto think? On the Kimi thing?”
“I hope he finds out and they bond over a three-hour crying session about their mutual, tragic crush on Verstappen,” George snapped. A hand landed on his shoulder, exactly where Max’s had been earlier. A thumb began to rub a slow, deliberate circles into the muscle. George’s breath hitched.
“Shame it’s the two Mercedes guys I don’t give a fuck about, eh?” Max’s voice was a low whisper directly into George’s ear, designed to vibrate straight down his spine.
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Startling and Unwelcome Moments of Insight on Verstappen by prankaholic
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
22 Oct 2025
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“You should buy me a drink,” George declared, batting his eyelashes with vigour. It was less about flirting with Verstappen and more a form of sport; a free practice session for the proper flirting he intended to deploy later on some more appreciative target.
“You can afford your own, Russell.”
Boring. And, admittedly, a touch humbling. George was supposed to be utterly irresistible in this damned shirt. He voiced this grievance immediately.
“Wow. And here I was, convinced my shirt was working as hard on you as your delightfully tight jeans are working on me. You broke my heart, Max.”
“That’s not your heart, that’s your ego,” Max shrugged. He rose from the table, wobbling precariously, and George realised that Max was significantly more drunk than he’d initially appeared. “Stop fishing for compliments. You know you’re insanely beautiful. Now, do you want to go to the bar or not?”