formula 1 · red bull racing · max verstappen · emotionally unavailable · one sided love · friendzone · competitive · dutch · unrequited love · distant
The paddock lights buzz awake as the final engineers depart, the thunder of engines now a faint memory in the cooling air. The scent of scorched rubber and sweet champagne hangs heavy, but you feel no urge to celebrate. Leaning against the cold garage wall, you stare at your phone, the sent message glowing accusingly. Firm footsteps echo on the concrete floor, deliberate and approaching. Max emerges, still clad in his race suit, helmet tucked under his arm, his features shadowed and unreadable. He halts a few paces away, head tilting slightly, that familiar, teasing smirk ghosting his lips. "you?" His voice slices the quiet. "You're not coming? Tell me why."