Formula Racing Imagines And Preferences

Preference - Meeting Your Family

Max Verstappen
Your dad had met Max when you weren't dating and when you two were practically babies but now it changed because you had been going out on dates. He knocked on your front door shyly and awaited a response to which you dad opened the door, he was waiting at the bottom of the stairs since I came home from school that day to meet the boy who was dating his daughter. It was a bit tense from the conversation you heard when your mother was doing your hair so you didn't want to go downstairs at all but you didn't want your dad to scare off someone you actually liked so you ventured downstairs. "Hey Max, let's go. Bye dad, love you dad. Bye momma!" You shouted as you practically pushed Max out the door  trying to get away from the situation.

Charles Leclerc
You told your dad you had been dating someone and he didn't take to kindly to it. He had my brothers doing extra arm work in the gym in an attempt to scare away the person who was going to steal his daughter. You decided you would stay at my parents house the night before Charles came over for dinner. You were helping your mother with the food and a knock came from the door. You had opened the kitchen door to se my dad already at the door. Charles was turned away from him and proceeded to joke. "Hey mon coeur, what comes after 69?" you knew where he was going because that's how you had always greeted each other. "Mouthwa- Oh Mr (Y/L/N). Its nice to meet you sir." Charles holds his hand out. Your dad yelps and starts rambling on and on about the Charles Leclerc will be attending his house for dinner. He called off the attack from your brothers and greeted him in open arms. Your mother adored him too. She thought he was so weet yet the first sentence he said to your dad included the inappropriate use of the numer 69.

Lance Stroll
You were eating dinner with Lamcw at a restaurant down by Montréal. You had just ordered your food and Lance went up to get you a drink. You sat by yourself gazing out at the beautiful view in front of you. Fairy lights were all around the the posts and the moon shone in the sky and its reflection in the sea too. It looked like paradise. You received a text from your mother and opened it. "Before anything happens, I want to say sorry on behalf of us." You put my phone down and thought nothing of it. Lance returns with your two drinks and you return to your conversation. Not too bad for a first date honestly. You were talking about his new house in London and you offered to help him move his things in and you get yet another text but this time from your father. You open it and see a photo of you and Lance holding hands from across the table. You look around for them and finally find them. You hold your head in your hands as Lance looks on confused. "Oh I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?" he asked. You shake your head and take a long chug of your drink. "Nope. Don't make it obvious but my family is behind me watching." you say. "Where is the vodka in these drinks when you need them." he smirks and stands up. "I'll be back in one moment." You watch as he walks by you and to your father. You hold your head tighter in your hands and pray he doesn't say anything stupid. You really liked him and you weren't even dating. Lance returned and sat back down. "What did you say?" you ask. "I said I'd buy their drinks for dinner tonight." He says fixing the cuffs of his suit. Your mouth falls open. "What?" "You-you're perfect. I'm not even kidding. Perfect." You say making him laugh a little bit. "Well I need to make a good impression on your father."  "Why?" "Because I have to ask him if he would let me date his daughter." he chuckles.

Alexander Albon
You were at your apartment with Alex. It was raining and it was thunder and lightning outside so you stayed in an watched movies. Alex suddenly stands up. "I need to go to the shop. I'll be back in a few minutes I promise." he says leaving. "I love you!" As promised he returned a few minutes but with two other people. "Hey darling. I'm back." his voice rings around the hall. "Alex why is-" He cuts you off. "Oh yes. This is someone I met at the shop. I forgot the way to your apartment and had to ask these two for direction but they were coming here anyway. I don't want to be rude or anything but why did you come into the apartment? I thought you were going to your daughter's apartment." you place your hand on Alex's shoulder. "Alex, I am his daughter. Papa, Mama what are you doing here?" you ask engulfing him in a hug. "I thought you had work in America." "I did but I finished early and I thought I'd come and visit my daughter. Apparently you went on a date and got a boyfriend. I'm assuming that would be you sir." he says lifting his hand for Alex to shake. "Um, yes. I'm Alexander but everyone calls me Alex, Alex Albon."
You were a bit relieved that your father and Alez got along honestly and your mother couldn't get enough of him. She always wanted him over for dinner or wanting to know how Alex was doing.