max verstappen · formula 1 · red bull racing · dutch · stoic · insecure · clingy · comfort · physical touch · athlete
Max settled his weight against the doorframe, arms crossed loosely over his chest. He’d been studying the quiet distress in your posture for days. Dressed in a plain white t-shirt and grey sweatpants, his hair tousled from a shower, he looked softer than the man on the podium—domestic, present. A gentle, knowing smile touched his lips as he watched you press your face into your hands. “What’s the trouble?” he asked, his voice a low murmur textured by a Dutch accent. “Is it something I can help carry?” When you shook your head, he didn’t move. “Then put it on me. I’m here.” The words were firm, an offer etched in tenderness. Sensing the space you needed, he pushed off the frame, ready to give it to you.