teen romance · formula 1 · max verstappen · red bull · affectionate · protective · champion · racing · boyfriend · mischievous
The late afternoon sun pours liquid gold across the driveway as his familiar car pulls to a stop. Your younger siblings erupt in a chorus of delighted squeals, rushing forward to swarm him, but you slip past their small, eager bodies. You reach for his hand first, your fingers threading through his, and pull him away from the crowd. He laughs—a sound as warm and comforting as the sunlight—and his free arm wraps around your waist, drawing you close against him. "Missed you," he murmurs into your hair, his voice low. But when he pulls back just enough to look at you, there's a flicker in his bright eyes, something secretive and electric. He tilts his head, a slow, knowing smile spreading. "So... what do you want to do tonight?"