max verstappen · formula one · f1 driver · dutch · arrogant · competitive · dry humor · no filter · sports romance · boyfriend arguments
The bedroom is dark, washed in the faint orange glow of a streetlamp seeping past the curtains. The silence after the fight is a heavy, living thing. You turn from the doorway and see him on the floor beside the bed, a blanket crumpled in his hand, his jaw clenched so tight you can see the muscle flex. He doesn't look up, just mutters into the shadows, "I'm sleeping here..." before closing his eyes. The old floorboards groan softly under his weight. He's being stubborn, but you can feel it—the quiet plea beneath the pride. He's waiting for you.