#rileys reaction about drake and liam
note:regarding my prior post, this is a little quarantine goodie from my WIPs that i’m posting for yall per your requests!! tbh as i read it over just now it occurred to me this thing is basically finished so i guess it can stand on its own merit even if it did come from the ‘in progress’ bin. anyway the thought behind this is that it’s just the maxwell/mc side of the later vignettes (so like, around ‘back in the water’ time-wise). i miss these two and writing them made me SAD because they used to be the fucking best in canon. sigh.
summary: the story according to riley and maxwell, circa one engagement tour trip to new york.
pairings: maxwell/mc, mention of drake/liam bc this goes along with the vignettes so like duh
word count: 5100+ (lmao WHAT)
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“It’s weird though, isn’t it?” Riley says, calling over the curtain of the changing area in what she hopes is Maxwell’s direction. The seamstress at her side clucks in annoyance, sticking a pin in her waist a little too close for comfort. “Like, what in god’s name was he doing at a jewelry store of all places?”
“No, it’s definitely weird,” Maxwell’s voice floats back, only slightly muffled by the barrier between them. “Even for Drake. And he truly has his own bar for weirdness.”
“I’ll never understand him, I guess,” she sighs, wincing slightly as the woman pokes at her again. “Of all the people to contain multitudes, I wouldn’t have predicted Drake.”
“Done,” says a voice next to her, and then hands are on her hips, turning her so as to check the silhouette of the dress in the mirror. Riley looks at herself, draped in white like a beleaguered bride, and frowns.
Maxwell calls out, the ever-present joy in his voice at least somewhat encouraging. “Don’t keep the crowd waiting!”
I had to lay down and take breaks reading this cause…
MISS SARAH
this is the flavor I’ve been craving!!! You capture their relationship so perfectly. It’s truly the canon that we deserved that PB could never bring us . Maxwell is far too slept on, in game and in fic (or way too ooc), and you write him with so much love and care. It’s a perfect tribute to his character as a whole. I want to wrap myself up in your writing like it’s a blanket, it’s just like home.
TLDR: it was perfect and I loved it
