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He stretches his legs, presses his feet to the floor. He still can’t feel the ground beneath him.
There’s nothing, no tingling in his toes, no cold seeping into his bones. It’s like his feet don’t belong to him anymore, like they’re someone else’s.
Even if he could control his lower legs without pain or exertion again, even if he got his range of motion back, he still wouldn’t be able to race.
Or, Max tries to deal with the aftermath of a career-ending crash. He isn’t sure who he is beyond Max Verstappen, Formula One World Champion.
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19 Sep 2025
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All he knows is it was a fucking Mercedes.
A fucking Mercedes crashed into him, and when he gets his hands on Russel he's going to split that fucking helmet and crack his skull against the track.
-Sour plums make his throat go dry.
It's not George Russel in the Mercedes car.
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16 Sep 2025
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“You’re good at that,” Max says after a moment, softer this time.
“At what?”
“Not making it hurt.”
Charles shrugs, his lips twitching into a faint smile. “I used to work with children. You have to be gentle or they scream.”
Max chuckles, low and short. “You think I’m going to scream?”
“You might,” Charles says lightly, finally meeting his eyes.
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In which Max Verstappen finds himself falling head over racing boots for a pediatrician-turned-Formula 1 physician with unfairly good looks and an accent that should be illegal.
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25 Mar 2025
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There’s no way in hell Charles is actually doing this.
Not here.
Not now.
But then Charles takes him deeper, eyes flicking up to meet Max’s gaze, and all of Max’s flimsy objections dissolve like smoke. Because when Charles is horny, he always gets what he wants.
One way or another.
And who is Max to deny him?
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OR: With half of his car still being somewhere between Australia and China, Max is stuck in a dull conference room, drowning in data reports and boredom instead of driving in FP1. That is, until Charles sneaks into Red Bull territory for a very different kind of distraction.
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24 Mar 2025
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Max had control where Charles did not.
It was a contrast clear as day to anyone who cared enough to look, and Charles found himself thinking about it more often than not.
But especially after Las Vegas.
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Charles takes back control after the Las Vegas GP.
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13 Dec 2024