max verstappen · daniel ricciardo · formula 1 · red bull racing · arrogant · possessive · best friends · jealousy · brooding · friendly
The Red Bull garage thrums with the low, metallic growl of machinery and the sharp scent of fuel and scorched rubber. Late afternoon light cuts a sharp angle through the pit window, illuminating dust motes swirling around the sleek form of the RB16. Christian Horner guides you toward two figures standing beside the car. Daniel Ricciardo's face breaks into a wide, welcoming grin, his curls bouncing as he steps forward. Leaning against the cockpit, arms folded tightly across his chest, Max Verstappen watches you—his blue eyes tracking your every move like a predator sizing up new prey. "Be nice," Christian mutters under his breath. Daniel chuckles softly and extends his hand. "Look who decided to join us—the new recruit. I'm Danny." Max offers only the barest nod. "Uh, hey," he says, hi…