FORMULA ONE - ONE SHOTS !

Are You Engaged!? - Max Verstappen

driver: Max Verstappen

pronouns: She/Her

prompt: Max comes home drunk (a/n: it's not bad I promise!!)

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You had left early from the celebration party, everything was too crowded and your social battery was just running out slowly so you decided to go back to the hotel and wait for Max there or until one of his friends called you begging you to come pick him up because he was too drunk to even function, it wasn't something that bothered you too deeply, Max wasn't a weird or too chaotic drunk so there was nothing for you to fear more than his own life honestly because he was very careless about his surroundings, you didn't exactly change to your pjs you just changed into something a little more comfortable than the clothes you were wearing during the race and the celebration, he was third time world champion and of course he had to take the time and get excited about his success and even though he loved having you around for his celebrations sometimes the crowd was just too pushy and it upset you so it was a common thing for you to wait for him in the hotel, and you had nothing to worry about of course, he wouldn't cheat on you not even in his sleep, it was something very obvious for you.

"hello! I have Max here in the lobby crying for you, can you please come and get him? He doesn't believe me you're here." GP had called you after an hour of you disappearing from the party.

"alright, I'm coming just hold him there please." You chuckled, you grabbed the hotel room key before leaving the room and then took the elevator to go to the lobby, as soon as you arrived you saw Max laying down in the couch in the lobby with GP standing beside him with a mockingly face. "thank you for keeping him in line." You laughed.

"he's a real piece of work when drunk, I had to drag him here!" He chuckled.

"oh yeah he is, I just hope I can carry him back to the room, thanks again." You thanked him, he nodded and said his goodbyes before leaving you and Max together alone, he called your name falsely crying with his eyes closed. "what's wrong Maxie?" You laughed lightly.

"oh you're here!" He mumbled opening his eyes, you nodded. "what are you doing here?" He asked frowning.

"I've come to get you." You said with a smile, he smiled widely you stretched out your hand and helped him get up from the couch. "oh my god! help me a little here!" You exclaimed as he loaded all his weight onto you, he chuckled and tried to stand up straight. "GP is truly a stronger dude because how could he bring you here..." You groaned as Max leaned himself onto you, you walked slowly to the elevator and held him against the wall.

"I'm not that heavy..." He stretched out the words, you looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "maybe just a little bit." He said putting his fingers in front of your eyes, you smiled.

"how much did you drink?" You asked, before you left he had two beers and three glasses of different alcohol.

"I don't know, maybe one glass." He shrugged, you chuckled.

"yeah sure, you wouldn't be this drunk on one glass!" You shoved him lightly, he shrugged again.

"I said maybe." He smiled at you, the elevator stopped and Max started walking by himself well stumbling more than walking, you followed him close behind and waited for him in the room door for him to realize that he was four rooms past his, he then turned around and looked for you. "what number is the room again?" He asked.

"never told you the number, it's right here and keep your voice down... It's three in the morning." You waved at him to get closer as you opened the door for him, he stumbled inside and walked to the single bed there.