F1-F4 one shots

Max Verstappen- You can't make me

Requested by max33imagines

8-How can I trust you, when you have done nothing but make it hard to trust you.

Max looks at his phone, it had been pinging since the meeting started. He knows his girlfriend is needy, but she knows he is on business.
Glancing down at his phone, he recognises the number. His play toy, so he smiles. Nodding his head at the right times, when  Christian wants him too.
He hasn't seen her since winning the championship.

Not even thinking twice about it, after the meeting he heads straight to the girl in questions house. The one that he helps to pay and always has done for as long as he can remember.
But he has lost the key she had made for him.
"Oh. Hi. I wasn't sure if you were here or not. I just text you in case." Max smiles, looking around to make sure no one is watching them. "I've missed you darling." He whispers, trying to be seductive.
"Not sure that Brazilian would like you saying that." Y/n quickly says back.
"Oi. That's not fair... where are they?" Max asks looking and listening to see if he can hear the kids.
Looking up at the wall, there is three black and white photos hanging. The little girl looks exactly like her Mama, but the boy. Even though he is small, looks almost identical to his nephews.

"Well how do you think I feel? You leave us alone, I was pregnant. When you got with her!! At least the small one actually let you see your daughter. All I get is maintenance and the constant stream of photos of you and her child... or photos of you and Victoria's kids. Don't you think Violet and Logan need you?" Max looks at y/n, biting his lip. He didn't even know his boys name. He could just see the Verstappen resemblance.
"I'm sorry. Honestly I am. Have you heard from my mum or dad?"
Y/n shakes her head laughing. "Do you really think they care about some kids that they don't have too? Even though their dad is their prodigal son. You don't give a damn so why should they?"

Max looks at her. Wounded by her words. He wasn't expecting her to be so angry at him. But she is and more. "Look I'm sorry okay.. I don't know how many times you want me to say it."
Y/n heads into the kitchen, where she expects that he won't follow but he does. "Is this not where we made Logan?" He chuckles as he leans on the counter.
"Yes.." Max wants y/n to know how sorry he is. But she is tougher than she has been.
"If I remember rightly, it was you who wanted it.. you wanted your kids to have the same two parents." Max realises after he's said it, that he shouldn't have.
"So are you dating anyone?" Y/n shakes her head, whilst fussing over a coffee machine that Max had given her.
"Why can I not get a conversation out of you." He asks her softly, going behind her and stroking her arms.

"What's the use in speaking to someone who doesn't care? Or trust to make the right decisions." She says, shrugging him off.
"You don't trust me?" He asks her again, just to clarify what she means. He bought her a good damn house. Gives her more than a normal salary for living with their children comfortably. Which he gives more money when he knows it's a special month, Christmas, Easter, birthdays.. buys her gifts for her birthday, Mother's Day and Christmas. He even sends her more flowers than he does with Kelly.

"Just because I'm not with you, or able to be. Doesn't mean I don't care about you, the kids and our home." Y/n laughs in his face.
"Our home? Our home. Since when did my home and my kids have anything to do with you. Apart from funding."
Max nods his head.
"Well you won't move to Monaco... I don't want to stay here. But I know your reasons." He tries to keep a calm head, he wants to spend his time with the family he helped create, whilst being at the red bull factory.
"Can I stay here? I have a hotel room booked, but I want to stay with my family. Please."
Y/n doesn't even look at him. "It's not fair on Violet, Max. You keep coming in and heading off... you don't deal with the tears and tantrums after you've gone."
Again Max cuddles into y/n from behind, he knows if he does it enough, she'll give in.

"I know. But please. I promise I'll be different this time.. we could even go for baby number 3 if you really wanted too. I remember how much you enjoy the D." Max remembers all too well, how much y/n enjoys sex and she was the one at first who didn't care for a relationship.
She laughs.
"As if I could trust you!! Another kid into the mix? I'd be stupid." Max pushes a kiss onto her head. "What have I done to not make you trust me?"
She turns and looks at him.
"How can I trust you, when you have made it so very hard to trust you? You have done nothing to make me trust you."

Max let's her do what she has too, hiding in the kitchen when her phone goes and it's about the kids.
"You have ten minutes!!" Max looks at her, smirking. "Baby number three?" He asks her, knowing exactly that's what she means. Picking her up and taking her to the bedroom. He tries to make it more special than just him trying to impregnate her. But she pushes away his advances to kiss her and touch her for what's more than necessary.
"Just do your business.. I don't need any extra special attention." Max shakes his head. "Fine... before I leave. I want to do it properly and make you feel special. It's not just about making babies with you." Max does as he's told. Not that he does that very often.
Y/n smiles as he fills her up. "You make me feel so used!!" He moans at her.
"No your useful. Your two babies are beautiful and they are the best babies." Max smiles, knowing she is softening with calling them his. Not just hers.

He cleans himself up as y/n goes and gets Violet and Logan from her dad. He can hear them speak about the case in the hallway. His case.
"Oh so he's returned has he?" Max hates when anyone gives y/n a hard time. Especially over him.
So he walks downstairs.
"Oh hi again, sir." Max smiles at y/n's Dad.
"Not again!! Y/n. No more!! You don't need to rely on him for things, we have told you and told you this." Max tries to hide his smile. They definitely can't help her get what she wants.
"You need to learn to stay away Max. She can't keep having you pop in and out when you see fit!! It's not good for her or the children." Max nods his head. He doesn't ever think about y/n and her mental health.

He stands and takes the abuse her dad sees fit to give him. "Right dad.. Enough. I'll see you later." Max bites his lip looking at her. "Now what? Do you want me to go?" Y/n shakes her head. "No. Go spend some time with Logan and Vi." Max looks at her, shocked that she wants to give him any time with them.
"Are you sure?" He asks her, he smiles when she nods her head. Max has never met his son before.
So just walking into the sitting room, where both of his small beings are.

He walks in, ready to face them. But instead of his typical crazy uncle Max routine he always does with Violet. It's just different.
Looking into the face of his son. His mirror image. It's all different.
"I love you guys!!" He tells them. Scooping both toddlers into his arms.
Y/n stands at the door watching over her children.
"Come join us..." Max asks y/n. "Or at least closer." Max looks around at her and she is sure she can see tears in his eyes.
She watches Logan's face looking confuse at Max.

"I don't want to leave again... you can't make me." Max looks at y/n. "I honestly didn't know how I'd feel with my own boy..."