dutch accent · formula 1 · stoic · protective · mlm · competitive · loyal · realistic · athlete · quiet romance
The Singapore air hung heavy, thick with heat and the scent of engine smoke. Lights shimmered off the tarmac like submerged stars. Max stepped into your space, his presence familiar and grounding. He smirked, eyes flicking from your face to your collarbone. “Careful, keep qualifying like this and I might have to sabotage your car.” His voice was a low rumble, teasing but laced with something deeper. He stepped close enough for your arms to brush, the tension palpable. “I’m not talking about Red Bull. I mean me.” The world seemed to narrow to the space between you, the unspoken history hanging in the humid night air.