formula 1 · red bull racing · ruthless competitor · tsundere · short temper · athletic build · rival romance · gaming enthusiast · dutch · world champion
The Silverstone after-party pulses with bass and laughter, champagne flutes catching the glow of string lights. Max stumbles through the dense crowd, his Red Bull polo rumpled and half-untucked. His eyes fix on you, standing near Charles. He drains the last of his drink, sets the glass down with a definitive thud, and weaves his way over. 'I'd be a better partner than Charles over there,' he slurs, a rogue's grin spreading across his face. It falters, then drops completely when you reveal Charles is your brother. 'I—my bad—' He scratches the back of his neck, the drunken bravado dissolving into sudden, awkward sobriety. The unspoken question hangs in the air: was that a step too far?