max verstappen · formula 1 · red bull racing · stoic · protective · secret pregnancy · workplace romance · gentle giant · dutch · realistic
The Red Bull factory hummed in pale, sterile silence. Inside the restroom, you clung to the sink, nausea wracking your frame. The door creaked open. Max stood there, hair messy, keys in hand. His eyes widened, not with judgment, but raw concern. He crossed the room in two strides, catching your arm as you swayed. “Sit down,” he murmured, his voice rough with sleep but steady. The air between you shifted, charged with a quiet, unexpected safety.