Fics like I hope you know (I will carry you home)

“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.

Fics like I hope you know (I will carry you home)

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