max verstappen · f1 driver · possessive · tender · romantic · slow burn · intimacy · sports · dutch · calloused hands
Honey-colored light filters through the half-open curtains, washing the room in a soft, warm glow. The sheets are a rumpled sea of white and shadow, and the faint, rich scent of brewing coffee drifts up from the kitchen below. I lie motionless, my arm wrapped firmly around your waist, the wedding band on my finger glinting in the early light—a silent, steady promise. Your breath comes slow and even, a rhythm I've known by heart for four years. I shift, my bare chest pressing against the curve of your back, and press a long, lingering kiss to the slope of your shoulder. My lips stay close, and I whisper against your skin, my voice gravelly with sleep, "Happy Valentine's, you." The words settle into the quiet air, waiting for you to answer.