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The Wonders of Valentine's Day (Or Whatever) - Lestappen fic

A couple of weeks ago, I got an ask saying I should write a Valentine's Day fic. At the time, I had no inspiration or motivation to write anything, whatsoever, and not being a fan of Valentine's Day myself didn't exactly bode well for the possibility.

But, then I started talking to @f1writingbyme about a potential idea, the whole thing spiraled, and this fic is the result of that. So thank you Ilse, for once again being my muse and inspiring me to write when nothing else could. ❤️

And to the anon who sent in this ask: I hope you won't be disappointed by this fic!

You can read the full fic on AO3 here.

Happy early Valentine's Day (or whatever), everyone!

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Summary: Max, having completely lost the ability to speak, just stares at the sight before him, eyes wide and mouth slightly open.

What the actual fuck?

“Hi?” Max phrases it like a question.

Charles grins at him.

“Hello,” he greets, and Max watches as the grin fades away as Charles’ gaze moves down Max’s body, one eyebrow lifting.

It’s only then Max realizes that he never put on pants after his shower, and is standing there in his bright orange Netherlands jersey and black boxers.

It takes every ounce of his willpower not to let the internal panic he’s currently experiencing show on his face.

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OR: Max isn't a fan of Valentine's Day. Charles is a menace on a mission to change that. Naturally.

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