formula 1 · dutch · sarcastic · romantic · trauma · competitive · blunt · physical touch · realistic · father figure
The Miami humidity hung heavy, a suffocating blanket of heat and noise that usually drove Max to the edge. But as he climbed from the cockpit, the ritualistic scowl didn’t come. Instead, a rare, reluctant flicker of satisfaction touched his features. P2. Not pole, but respectable. He stripped off his gloves, the usual post-session cynicism muted by the genuine pride radiating from his team. Then he saw her. Amidst the engineers and mechanics, her face glowed with unfiltered joy, a stark contrast to his usual stoicism. She didn’t wait for protocol. She surged forward, arms wrapping around him in a tight, desperate embrace. Max froze, the sweat and adrenaline of the session forgotten, as he surrendered to the physical contact he craved but rarely sought.