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Lewis says this too, unable to keep the thought inside of his brain now that he’s had it. He wants to say something too earnest about Ferrari—about Charles—bringing the joy back into racing for him this year. Instead, he says, “We look fucking fantastic together out there,” like he’s some twenty year old rookie trying to charm Charles into a drink at the bar.
He's lucky, because it works.
Charles, who is taller than him by a good handful of inches, leans down over him like a flower toward the sun. His eyes have gone kind of hazy.
Of course he’d be like this, Lewis thinks. The way the thought snaps into his belief system feels good. Feels right. Makes something low in his belly heat up and one of his hands drift toward Charles' waist. All that fire, all that drive. Of course he wants someone to make him bend down, to lean close, to give him quiet, gentle pointers and tell him how good he’s doing.
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18 Mar 2026
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Victoria Javadi wakes up on her first day at the ED. Again.
And then again.
And then again.
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22 Feb 2026
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He can’t help but wonder what color her eyes would turn with afternoon sunlight hitting them just so.
How soft her skin would feel under his fingertips: a creamy thigh, smooth stomach, the taut pull of abdominal muscle underneath, juxtaposed further up by the underside of a small, perfect breast; those shiny black curls slipping through his fingers, snagging on the ring he still can’t bear to take off after all these years.
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22 Feb 2026
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Pierre gestures. Two fingers, splitting apart—he holds them in front of his face, pointing inward towards his eyes where they narrow. It’s slightly intimidating, but mostly attractive, and Yuki realizes a second too late that he’s hanging on the silver of Pierre’s rings and the veins running up the backs of his hands.
“You stare,” Pierre explains. “You’re doing it now,” he adds, splaying out the hand in front of his face, “staring.”
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18 Feb 2026
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It just kind of bugs Archer. Beau is so casual with it, too. “Hurry up, princess,” when Archer was taking too long to set up his add-ons for their next battle. “Let’s do that, princess,” when Archer suggested a strategy for a battle or a mission. Or even, “Missed me, princess?” when Archer commented that it had been a while since they’d done a proper session together.
Maybe Beau is just a ridiculous person who calls his friends random shit all the time. Archer wouldn’t mind that, but the part that he does mind, is that he likes being called ‘princess’. He actually enjoys it. It makes him feel warm and cared for, which is fucking ridiculous, because Beau is just his buddy who he plays an online roleplaying game with.
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