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Yuki let Max nuzzle up to his neck, let him sniff at his sweet scent. As fun as the high was, Max needed the comedown, wanted the comfort of knowing it had been wanted, had been enjoyed, and that it was enough.
He’ll tell himself it’s his alpha need to provide.
And not at all from a childhood of sharp reprimands and blistering criticisms, leaving a hollow, chipped, and broken thing that just longed to be wanted.
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He feels Max drop a kiss to the top of his head, hand coming to squeeze his shoulder. When he turns to greet his husband, he finds smears of gloss across his nose and stubble.
Yuki reaches up, thumbing at the dried specks. “You have paint on your face.”
His eyes crinkle as he smiles. “Just grout. Haven’t even started painting yet. The sink in the garage was in worse condition than I thought. Might have to tear out the whole thing and re-do it.”
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When the stressors of the city force them out into the country, they find that they really can’t get far enough.
Crime procedural / serial killer AU.
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“Your little puppy rookie.” Kevin murmurs. It’s lacking heat, without resentment.
A chuckle bubbles from Nico, “He is like a puppy.” He feels the touch of fingertips along the shell of his ear.
“Doesn’t know what’s bad for him, yet,” says Kevin, lightly.
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“You’ll get your turn, Yuki,” Isack tells him, gently. “Soon.”
Yuki is older than Isack, yet Isack was chosen first. He tries not to dwell on that. “I’ll come to the hangar,” he promises, even as it digs at him. “I’ll be there to say goodbye in person, okay?”
Sometimes cadets never get chosen. They age out and get sent to the Flight Yard, manning spacecrafts with other cadets that were never chosen.
Or worse, they get sent to the Hangars, where maintenance is upheld, only ever leaving ground to shuttle crafts from hangar bay to hangar bay.
Life goes on, until Master Max Verstappen and his co-pilot Sergio “Checo” Pérez’s inexplicable and fiery crash back to Earth.
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“If I win, will you get me something, Bono?”
The named man steered his gaze from his screen where it had been latched onto telematic graphs, squinting to focus on the young driver leaning over his monitors. The kid, Kimi, beamed at him, adoringly and sweet, as if he had already been promised something.
“Well, I would’ve gotten you the win already, wouldn’t’ve I?” he replied, adjusting his glasses.
Kimi remained determined, big brown eyes glittering. “Well, what if I’m champion? Can I get something then?”
Puzzled, Bono turned back to his screens. “What could I possibly get you that could compare to that?”
“I can think of something,” Kimi replied.
“And what’s that?” asked Bono, not at all distracted.
“Ah, you will see.”
Fortunately, Kimi took his own leave before Bono was forced to shoo him out. If he wanted to be a world champion, then he needed to let his race engineer work.
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Series based on To the Wilder by Zjol.
As always, the boy surprises him. “I love you,” he tells him, eyes shining, “and I know you love me, too. We don’t have to do that for you to prove it to me. I just want to be yours.”
On any other day, it would sound like a naïve, innocent boy with a hopeless crush, his first love, the lesson yet to be learned. Nico would feel guilty about it, that his fondness for him was left so unchecked, that it warped and deformed the impressionable young rookie who was entrusted to his care, to his mentorship.
On any other day, Nico would just distract him with another round, like debasing him was more merciful than letting him believe they were in love. That letting off steam was what they had been up to, all those months, that all they were doing was getting off together. It was simpler than the alternative. Easier to comprehend, easier to sell. That pleasure was all they were chasing.
But he’s been underestimating him, Nico can see that now.
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