Toto's Redbull Son [F1 Fanfic]

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Max looked up at Charles, who just stared at him, and the new dog.

"Oh- Uh, this is Leo. I got him when we got back to Monaco."

Max stared at the little golden dog who stared right back at him.

"Cool." Was all Max said in response before snapping out of the dog's gaze and started collecting all of the food up from where it had fallen. "Sorry for running into you, and yelling I guess, I'm just a little tired."

"Don't worry it was my fault as well, I was trying to catch Leo, he tripped me up and ran off." Charles said and Max swore his face went red.

There was a few seconds of awkward silence before Max spoke up. "Would you maybe, want to like, hang out? Tomorrow or something."

There was another few seconds of silence and Max felt himself grow red. "Uh- Sorry, it's stupid you really don't have to-"

"No! I mean, yes, why don't we meet up at the beach?" Charles replied, blushing slightly.

"Oh- Ok, yeah, the beach, at 2? 2pm I mean, tomorrow." Max said as he picked up the last of the food, stuffing it all back into the crappy paper bags the shops provide to you.

"Yeah, should be fun." Charles accepted as he got Leo back on a leash before taking a step back. "See you then!"

Max watched as Charles walked off, groceries at his feet. Had he just set up a date with THE Charles Leclerc?

Max walked back to his apartment in a bit of a haze, feeling a lot better than he had before literally bumping into Charles. He dropped the groceries on the kitchen counter for someone to put away, before he went back to his room and opened up Discord.

I'm available to stream now if anyones still up for it

He sent to the 'Team Redline' chat.

iracing?

Was the response he got back fairly quickly.

Max turned on all the devices he needed for his sim and started a call in the discord. He made sure his camera was turned on and waited for the stream to get started, pulling up the chat on one of the screens that surrounded him.

He read through chat reading some messages out loud until one caught his eye, he had read it out loud before he could stop himself.

"What was up with the photo of you and Toto?" Was what Max said, he paused for a second trying to quickly come up with something to say. "Well uh... It wasn't me, I mean I don't know who it was, I guess there is just some kind of Max Verstappen imposter walking around haha." He said, tacking on the awkward laugh at the end.

The stream continued without any more slip ups, Max dominated at some iracing and then some online drawing games before the stream ended.

Max opened up Instagram and scrolled through Charles posts, looking at all the pictures that he had posted, the newest one being a picture of Leo. Max sighed and turned his phone off, standing up heading into the kitchen where he grabbed a snack.

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The next morning Max woke up feeling sick. Not because he was physically sick, he was so nervous for his stupid meet up with Charles he felt like he was going to throw up. For someone who raced a 300kph car for a living he really shouldn't be this scared about meeting up with a colleague.

Max dug through his closet trying to find some sort of clothing that wasn't branded with the Redbull logo. When he eventually pulled out all the clothes that weren't Redbull he realised he really needed to get more clothes, he also needed to figure out if this meetup was casual or formal.

Well they were going to the beach, so casual, right? But how casual, like completed casual? Or comfort or maybe Max really needed his mum's help to figure out what to wear.

"Mum!" He called into the house, hoping that Susie would hear.

"Yeah?" Was the response he received.

"Uh- Um, I need your help! Can you come here?" He asked.

While he wasn't given a verbal answer he heard footsteps approaching his room and saw his mum enter. Susie looked around the room which had clothes strewn all over the floor and bed.

"What happened here?" She asked.

"Uhm." Max blushed slightly. "I have a date thing with Charles, well I think it's a date, we didn't really specify?"

A loud sigh sounded out from his mum. "You need help with an outfit?"

Max nodded as his mum stepped towards the mess, tiptoeing over the pile of Redbull shirts Max had taken out to find proper clothing.

"Right, so where are you going?" Susie asked her son.

"The beach."

"Okay, so you probably need some swimmers." She said grabbing some from the pile on the floor, throwing them on the clear side of the bed. She then walked around and grabbed various pieces of clothing, throwing them onto the bed as well.

"There, wear one of these shirts with those, bring a towel in a bag and make sure you have a water bottle."

Max nodded adding all those things to a mental list, checking his phone for the time. He had 3 hours before he was going to meet up with Charles at the beach.