*ೃ࿔ ≡ 🏎️🌫️🫧 .･*｡ max verstappen x wife!reader — — the one where drunk max is absolutely obsessed with his wif
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BEING MARRIED TO AN F1 DRIVER WAS NOTHING LIKE YOU EXPECTED.
But being married to Max— that was an entirely different story altogether.
You'd known him since childhood. Max says now that he should've known he'd marry you way sooner than he actually did, claiming it only made sense that he'd fall in love with someone who knew him before all the fame. You liked to make fun of him and say he just didn't want to spend the energy getting to know a stranger.
Married young, feeling older than both of you actually are, even when Max and you were only 26– you'd been married for four years. And since he made his claim to fame with RedBull by the age of seventeen, neither of you were strangers to the party scene.
The media liked to speculate that Max got tied down too early, that he should've been able to enjoy the luxury of it all. They wanted him to date around, been seen with models and famous actresses, get caught in a scandal or two, live the formula one driver life for all it has to offer.
He disagreed. Be able to hit any club in Monaco with the most beautiful woman on his arm that he knows he's also going to wake up beside? Awesome. Go drinking with the lads and know that he gets to stumble back into his apartment where you're waiting for him on the couch with your little book and cute reading glasses? The best. A yacht day where he gets to lounge in the water and watch you sunbathe in the bathing suit he bought you? Incredible. Winning formula one races and knowing he gets to climb out of the car and run into the arms of the only person on Earth who understands what he's been through to get there? He wouldn't give it up for anything.
Plus, he thinks a handjob with a diamond in your finger is better than the original. But he keeps that to himself.
You're not as much of a party goer as Max is, which isn't saying much since he often trades the club for a movie night with you anyway. If Max has a night off in Monaco, he's not wasting at some luxury club and would much rather finish watching whatever romantic comedy that you've convinced him to watch (he says you convince him— when in reality he absolutely loves Legally Blonde more than he should and always recommends that's the movie you watch)
But overall, he's more likely to go out that you, especially if some of the other drivers are going. And it's something you've both worked out between yourselves. He goes out, texts you updates when he needs to, he makes you promise to text him when you finish your book (so he'll know he needs to take you book shopping again soon), and he promises in return to always send you a text when he's ready to come home so you can come get him.
It makes you feel better whenever you're the one bringing him home. Knowing no one's going to take advantage of him, some Uber driving asking for autographs or filming him when he is clearly inebriated.
