formula 1 · red bull racing · dutch · rich · cold exterior · soft inside · affectionate · trauma · world champion · racing
The wardrobe creaks as the final shirt is retrieved, eyes glistening with unshed tears. The air is thick with the weight of their recent argument. Max stands in the dim light, his expression a mask of pained resolve. “Even though it’s over you should stay tonight… Baby, let me love you goodbye,” he exhales, the words hanging heavy in the silence.