#yes max followed daniel to the farm after Singapore

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saccharine maxiel:)))

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Max triple checks that everything has been set out exactly the way he wants. 

Daniel has been out all day, leaving Max to his own devices. He hopes that Daniel has no clue what is about to happen.

Max has been planning this for months. From the moment Daniel was no longer on the grid, Max knew he longer cared.

Daniel left and took Max’s heart with him.

So, Max started planning. 

Max checks the table in the middle of nowhere is set. He thanks the two wait staffers and apologises in advance for the fact that they now have to stay out here for what could be hours.

Daniel returns to the farm, and he breaks out an incredulous giant grin at the sight of Max, standing in front of two new dirt bikes.

“What the fuck?!” Daniel rushes towards Max, like a kid on Christmas morning. Max tries not to feel too rejected when Daniel doesn’t even give him a second glance.

Daniel is standing in front of one of the bikes, running his fingers along the handlebars, stroking the seat and Max wonders if it’s insane to be feeling jealous over a piece of machinery.

“DANIEL,” he says, possibly too loudly but it has the desired effect. “I bought you a new bike!” Daniel laughs.

“Yeah babe, I can see that. Well there’s actually two.” Daniel has finished fondling the first bike and is moving to the second when Max blocks his path.

“This is of course mine.” He says, saving his own bike from being groped. “So we can go riding together?” Max motions to his riding gear that he’s donned.

Daniel doesn’t need to be asked twice and rushes quickly to get ready. Max pats down this body, checking he has everything he needs while Daniel changes.

Riding on the farm with Daniel is always exhilarating. Max recalls many a ride ending in pumped up adrenaline building into a frenzied fuck.

But that’s not the plan for this ride.

Max pushes the throttle forward, quickly passing Daniel. He knows Daniel will follow him anywhere, as he navigates to their destination.

When they get through the bush and to the clearing, he slows to a stop and watches as Daniel comes to his own abrupt stop. 

Max pulls off his helmet, dismounts the bike and walks over to Daniel. His heart is hammering away in his chest in a way that has nothing to do with the ride.

Daniel has taken off his own helmet and is staring in confusion at the dinner table in the middle of the bush.

“Maxy what?” Daniel turns to ask Max but stops when he finds Max, dropped to one knee, holding out an open ring box. “Max?” Daniel whispers.

“Daniel. You are, as you know, the love of my life. I do not want to be apart from you again.” Max starts out,

“Yes!” Daniel exclaims and then appears sheepish as Max cannot help but scowl at him.

“Daniel! I had a whole speech planned about how you complete me, how I’ve never been in love like I have with you. How I met you, and you changed me completely. How we have always sought each other out and how it wasn’t until Singapore that I realised just how much you meant to me.” Max sighs, standing up, “Now it is ruined.” He looks up and is shocked to see tears in Daniel’s eyes. “No! Daniel don’t cry!” Max steps forward and reaches out for him, “I can fix it.”

“No! It’s perfect.” Daniel leans forward and kisses Max softly, halting the runaway thoughts in Max’s mind.

“Daniel? Will you marry me?” Max finally asks as Daniel holds him, tear stained cheeks, obvious though the light coverage of dirt on his skin.

“Yes, of course Maxy.