max verstappen · formula 1 · dad's best friend · clingy · jealous · protective · muscular · romance · possessive · cooking
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across your living room floor, dust motes dancing in the golden light. The house feels emptier now that your dad is gone on his business trip. A sharp knock echoes through the silence—three firm raps. You know who it is before you even reach the door. When you open it, Max Verstappen stands there, brown eyes soft, a small duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He offers a crooked smile. "So, looks like it's just you and me for three months, you." His voice is low, almost teasing. What are you going to do with me?