Toto's Redbull Son [F1 Fanfic]

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I NEED IDEAS YOU LOT.... HELP ME

Max entered the paddock with his head down and bag slung over one shoulder. He quickly went to the Redbull motorhome and settled down in his driver room. All he had that day was practice and Quali, he actually had an ok feeling about the race, despite everything that was going on with his life.

He won the race, quite easily as well, Max would go as far as to say it was easy. (Sorry for the abrupt jump, I'm lost on ideas. SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE) as Max walked out of the Redbull motor home he saw one of the people he really didn't want to see, not Pierre, not his 'dad', not even Charles, no no, the person waiting for him was the one and only Susie Wolff, his mum, and Toto Wolff.

Now, Max hadn't seen his mother in a while, sure, and he wanted to see her, yes. But with so much going on right now Max didn't want to sit through another conversation on how 'we are always here for you', or 'you can always rely on us'. It was nice, but overbearing sometimes, he was perfectly alright on his own! most of the time... ANYWAY, Max didn't want to talk to them right now so he quickly slipped around the corner and walked behind the motorhomes to the edge of the paddock, where he quickly got into his ride to take him to the airport, he was flying back to Monaco today.

Max let out a sigh of relief when he made it through airport security without anymore delays... well that was until he saw Charles sitting at the gate. Max huffed at himself for being so stupid, obviously he would be there, they both live in Monaco after all. Max took in a breath and moved towards Charles, feeling his hands get sweaty, for some reason, a reason Max refused to acknowledge.

He sat down next to the Ferrari driver.

"Hey Charles." He said, his voice definitely didn't crack in the slightest. Charles looked up at him from the phone he was texting on.

"Hello Max." He said simply. The two sat in awkward silence for a minute, Max unable to come up with something else to say.

"Uh, nice race." Was all that came out the Dutchman's mouth before he winced at the words, the Monegasque had only managed a 11 place finish after a Ferrari strategy decision. Charles looked at Max again with eyebrows raised in a questioning way.

"You too." Was all Max got as a reply before Charles once again went back to typing on his phone.

The two sat in a silence before a certain Australian came along.

"MAX!" He was enveloped in a tight hug, Max stiffened before forcing himself to relax at the unexpected touch.

"Hello Danny!" Max replied, not nearly as enthusiastically as Danny Ric, though could anyone ever match that man's enthusiasm? No, no they couldn't.

Max shuffled over a seat so Daniel could sit down next to him. Dan plopped down on the chair with a massive grin on his face.

"You won again!" Daniel said still smiling before hugging Max again, Max just nodded. "You are going to win this championship." Daniel said confidently.

Max smiled at Dan. "Thanks Daniel."

Daniel's smile turned to one of mischief. "I've also heard from Pierre of a little something something going on."

Max's eyes widened and he punched Daniel in the shoulder (In a kind of 'stop that mate') "Shut up." Max said as his eyes flicked back to where Charles was sitting to see he hadn't moved at all.

Daniel's grin grew wider when he saw Max's eyeline, before he nodded in 'understanding'.

Max was silently praying that their flight would start boarding at this point. But before that happened yet another driver joined them, this time a Mercedes one. Max looked up at the approaching Lewis Hamilton and watched as Daniels eyes lit up even more (if that's even possible) when he saw the Brit approaching.

Daniel quickly slid over on the chair, becoming uncomfortably close to Max who was now getting shoved into Charles. Hamilton sat down in the new space made next to Daniel. Daniel moved back over, squishing into Hamilton, but giving Max more room. Max watched the two interact as pieces began slotting together in his mind. His eyes widened once again and his mouth dropped open as it all came together and as he watched Daniel laugh at something Lewis said.

"Are you two dating?" Max blurted out stupidly. Both the Australian and Brit froze before slowly turning to him, Daniel cheered.

"You finally figured it out!" The Aussie turned back to Lewis. "You owe me 10."

Max's mouth dropped even further.

"Wait what?"

I don't even know what's happening anymore, someone please, help.