REQUESTS CLOSED Formula 1 One Shots III

Winners - [Max Verstappen]

A/N: for lutzgocrazy

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REQUEST: Something cute with Max, where Y/N is a driver as well and they are both on the podium (what I added to it: Y/N is a Wseries driver and Max gets to hand out the trophy to her, because they're racing the same weekend)

Max was already dressed in his racing over all when he stood in the back of your pit box to see your last laps. It was a shame he couldn't be there earlier due to his interviews and press obligations, but he was happy to see you leading the race now. He knew you started from P4 and you must've done some great overtakes to get there, to the front of the grid. He admired that everyone's car was the same in the Wseries and it really showed how talented the women in the Formula series are. He couldn't be more proud of you and he enjoyed it a lot that the both of you were driving at the same circuits and on the same weekends. Your schedules were hectic, however you gave each other advice and you liked his presence at your races a lot, even though he sometimes missed half of it because the Sunday morning before the race was a busy period for him. It warmed your heart that he was always there when you were on the podium, which was quite often the last couple weeks. From here on, you had a great shot at the championship and Max was hyping you up for it more than anyone else.

Besides his excitement and the love he had for you because you shared a passion for racing, he kept it real. He didn't try to cover up your mistakes, he was dreaming with you about you being a champion of the season, but he also told you that the season was still long and could take any kinds of weird turns, which you had to keep in mind. Max closely followed you around the track of Spielberg when you started your last lap. Beitske Visser was on your tale and you were trying to keep her off desperately while the finish line came closer and closer and you could smell the victory of the weekend approaching. You released the iron grip on your steering wheel when the flag went down and you were the winner of the race. Max had a bright smile on his face and he spoke to some of your crew, knowing them as he frequently visited your garage. He walked with them to parc fermé, where you would soon enter the pitlane. He leaned on the fences, eager for you to arrive and to hug you congratulate you with your win. You soon drove to the stand for P1, getting your steering wheel out of the car and you unlocked your seatbelt to get out. You took your helmet off, your messy ponytail coming from underneath it.

Your face was slightly red and sweaty, but there was a smile on your face when you saw your boyfriend and you gladly let him wrap you up in a tight hug. "I've seen only the last laps but I'm sure you were amazing". Max said in your ear, caressing your cheek before he kissed you. "I'm proud of you". He said and it made you smile even more before you moved on to hug your teammates. You had to leave them when getting ready for the interviews and then for the podium. You were announced as last and you hopped on the top step. You frowned when Max wasn't down anymore and you had to stop yourself from getting the smile off your face, but you knew he would never miss your podium. Your anthem started and you folded your hands behind your back to listen to it softly, however you missed Max looking up at you from the pitlane. You gnawed at your bottom lip when the trophies were handed out and your heart skipped a beat when it was Max showing up on the podium, holding the trophy and giving it to you. "You didn't think I'd miss your podium ceremony, right?". Max said and you laughed. "Give it to me, will you?". You said, making him grin and kiss you again, proud of his girl.