Wildest dreams || Charles Leclerc x Max Verstappen (lestappen)

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Max was with Martijn just unpacking the dj's suitcase. Max had put on some song on his phone he got stuck in his head for the last week and played it on the speaker of the hotel room. 'What is this for kind of rubbish Max?' Martijn had laughed at him. 'Admit it, it's catchy' he laughed back. 'Catchy yes, definitely! Good? No, definitely not!' He laughed. 'Can I please put something else on? Otherwise I'm blaming you for ruining my career cause I only got this stupid tune stuck in my head and I can't write proper music anymore' he stuck is tongue out to his friend. 'Yeah, go ahead. Don't want to be te reason Martin Garrix stops making good music!' Max laughed out loud.

He was busy putting some stuff on the table before his eyes widened in realization that his friend could see something on his phone that he wasn't supposed to. But just as he turned around he saw Martijn staring up from his phone at him. 'Fuck' Max growled inwardly. He wanted to say something , but he just couldn't he was nailed to the ground and couldn't speak. Like his lips was glued together. Eyes fixated on the ground. He didn't dare to look at his friend, is he even still wanted to be friends with him. He probably thought he was disgusting, when he heard him fast approaching he braced for the impact that he thought was coming. But to his suprise that never came. As he felt Martijns arms wrap around him in a bone crushing hug.

Martijns POV:
He just picked up Max's phone to put off that terribly but catchy song his fellow dutchman had put on for something more of both their liking. He just started typing in the searchbar when Max got a text notification at the top of his screen.

Charles❤️: i love you to! ❤️

He read, shit he probably wasn't supposed to see this. He quickly looked at his friend wanting to pretend he didn't see the text. Max would tell him at his own terms. But before he could finish his thought Max had already turned around and as he looked at him in realisation like a deer caught in headlights.
'I'm sorry i wasn't supposed to see that Max' he said but it seemed like the dutchman didn't hear him. Or at least didn't dare to look at him 'Max?' He asked worried. His friend was standing there nailed to the ground, shoulders slumped forward. God, he could only imagine what was going on in the boys head so he quickly approached him and wrapped his arms around his friend in the most loving hug he could manage wanting to let Max know it was okay. As he told him this over and over not letting go.

Maxs POV again:
'Het is oke Max, echt, ik beloof het je' (it is okay Max, really i promise) he heard his friend comfort him. Just then he had realised that he had started crying in his friends arms. Just then he pulled away slightly and quickly whiped his face 'my god you must think i'm such a pansy' he snorted at himself.
'Hey Max don't say that!' Martijn told him sternly. 'You are still the same to me, your one of my best friends nothing changes that!' He told him as he held his upper arms to keep the dutch driver from walking away. 'And before you start about the crying, cause i know you longer than just today and i know that you beat youself up about that unnecessarily. Thats okay, i real man can cry!' Max sniffled . 'You really mean that?' Martijn smiled at him and wrapped him in another hug. 'Of course always, i love you mate!' Max smiled at that. 'Love you to, you are a really good friend!' He said as he pulled away from the hug again.
'But enough with the sadness now, this is actually something to celebrate! One of the most wanted dutch bachelors is of the market' he joked. This put a smile on Max's face. He really appreciated that his friend didn't treat him any different than he would have done would it have been a girl. This while Martijn got a beer out off his mini bar for the both of them.
'Isn't it a bit early for alcohol? Its not even eleven yet' max chuckled. 'Its 0%' Martijn smiled back. 'And like i said we got something to celebrate' he chimmed ik right after. 'But now , tell me everything mate' he said as he took a gulp of his alcohol free beer. With that Max smiled and went down to sit with him. He explained how they got together and the real reason that he needed those 12 tickets for the festival and his show. Explaining what they had planned to tell their friends. 'Im proud of you Max' he had told him after. 'And i cant wait to meet him! I havent seen you smile like that in ages!' Martijn smiled at Max turned flushed red. 'I really hope you will like him' 'i bet i wil Max'

At that moment he received a text from Charles as that he saw he got one before already, he probably hadn't noticed that while he was talking with Martijn.

Charles❤️: we just arrived at the hotel, what floor are you on again?

Charles❤️: are you okay babe?

Charles❤️: Maxy? Is everything alright? I love you!

Max quickly replied to Charles while he blushed. 'Im sorry' he apologised to his friend.'dont bother Max, really!' He smiled at his friend.

At that moment the hotelroom door opened and Daniel walked it with Lando. 'Whats going on Lady's' he smiled as he went to sit in between the two dutchman arms around both their shoulders. 'Nothing!' They both said in unison. 'Just talking about the plans for tonight' Martijn smiled at the Australian. 'I was planning on a shower and than go for soundcheck, i thought we could maybe eat together and that i will meet you guys backstage before the show?' He asked. 'Sounds like a plan, they all said. And just like that they all went to their rooms  to get ready for the night.