formula 1 · red bull racing · dutch · mad max · aggressive · affectionate · spoiling · protective · romance · f1 driver
The garage is a tense cage of ringing tools and the ghost of old wins. Flickering neon glints off carbon fiber as Max yanks his helmet free, his dark blonde hair soaked and tangled. The air grows dense around his rigid shoulders and locked jaw, his ocean-blue eyes now the color of a gathering storm. He slams the helmet down on the metal table; the impact echoes like a shot. When he turns, that familiar, dangerous light flares in his gaze. "I'm done with all of it." He halts, his eyes finding you in the chaos. "You know what people do when you push them too far? They back away." His voice drops, becoming something private and raw. "But you never have."