Formula 1 - One Shots

Max Verstappen- "I'm always cheering you on"

A/N Hey guys I'm back with another one-shot, what are we going to do in the offseason I'm kinda hoping that more writers post so I've got something to do with all my time haha, comment below with any great F1 FanFics that you've been enjoying

All the love X

As the 21st race of the season rolled around you sighed with relief knowing you wouldn't constantly have to live out of a suitcase for another couple of months and you wouldn't be so busy every weekend.

Your job as a Junior performance engineer with Mercedes was a hectic but rewarding job, winning the two titles and having done so for 5 consecutive years filled you with great pride knowing you had a small part to do with it not to mention you absolutely loved your team, which felt more like a family with how much time you all spent together.

Being a female engineer came with some major upsides for one knowing you fulfilled your childhood dreams and overcame all of the adversity that came with climbing up a male dominant field and most importantly inspiring so many young girls to follow their dreams no matter if they thought it was 'boyish'.

Your job was not the only thing that had your interest in the paddock, in your first season you started dating Max when the two of you initially met at a party after one of the races. When you two became serious, Max practically begged you to take a job at Red Bull so the two of you would at least be in the same building and wear the same colours but you declined as you wanted to be respected in the paddock for your intellectual skills and not just your boyfriend picking abilities.

As you stood around Lewis Hamilton's car in the pit lane at the UAE endlessly pouring over data and doing all the final checks you felt a light tap on your shoulder and instantly knew it was your boyfriend wanting your attention.

He nodded towards the back of the grid indicating that it was currently where all of the cameras were, you instantly knew what this meant as it was your ritual before every race to have a few precious moments together whilst the cameras were not near, it was not as though your relationship was a secret but you would rather not have the very few intimate moments you got together broadcast around the globe. He pulled you over to the side near the pit fence and you quickly fell into his embrace whilst you both giggled like lovestruck teenagers, you knew you could never give him support like a normal girlfriend could but you could spare a few moments to be with him. Always.

"Hello, handsome" you softly spoke, playing with the zip of his race overall.

" Hello schat, I've missed you since this morning," Max said whilst peppering kisses in your hair which you were sure must have stunk of petrol and oil but he didn't care as long as he was having contact with your body.

The two of you just stood there for a couple of precious minutes soaking up being this close with each other. Every time you did this you made sure you were fully in the moment knowing he was about to drive a car at 200mph and that anything could happen and this may be the last time you could hold him, pushing the dark thoughts to the back of your mind you pulled him in closer savouring the precious moment.

"Please be safe" you pleaded knowing that he always threw caution to the wind and didn't have any appetite for self-preservation when he got inside the Red Bull.

" I'll always be safe as long as I'm coming back to you" He replied nuzzling his face into your neck, inhaling the scent of your perfume.

" Well I'm not going anywhere, so come back safe and please don't crash into my cars" you joked whilst he put his helmet on and secured the straps. Once he was finished you placed a kiss on the top of his helmet, even with all the commotion around you, you never forgot to kiss his helmet for good luck; it was one of the countless things he loved about you.

For the whole 55 laps, you watched with anticipation constantly checking tyre wear and lap times of your drivers, all the while keeping an eye on Max seeing how he was doing filling you with pride to see he was doing well.

Finally, the wait was over as Lewis crossed in P1 and the checked flags were waved you were overjoyed with the performance of your cars and even more happy about the fact that Max had stormed to P3 on a track that he usually didn't get on with. Cheers bellowed around the Mercedes garage knowing that we had finished the season with a dominant win.

"Y/N you're going to collect the constructor's trophy on the podium," Toto told you while one of the PR people lead you to the cool down room.

You usually hated having to do anything which put your face on camera even more than it already was, being Max Verstappen's girlfriend who wears a different teams colours and is regularly seen underneath the W09 attracted more than a little bit of media attention as you were a piece of gold for the media because they loved to paint you and Max as star-crossed lovers.

As soon as you entered the cool down room Lewis came over to you and spun you around and engulfed you in a hug. You could see Max out of the corner of your eye, jealousy clear as day because he thought Lewis' hand was a little to close to your bum when he lifted you up and he lingered in that celebration hug far too long for Max's liking as he felt as though the only person who was allowed to touch you like that was him.

You knew the cameras were still streaming from inside the cool down room meaning that you couldn't interact with Max and had to keep your distance to keep your professional integrity intact. As soon as the cameraman informed you that the room was no longer live, Max came over to you and kissed you on the lips whilst pulling you into his embrace and slipping his arm around your waist, you could tell that this was to make it clear that you were his girlfriend and were absolutely off limits.

The podium came and went in a sort of a blur before you knew it, you were laying in bed with Max, tightly tucked under his arm feeling as though there was no place in the world safer.

"I love you so much, even though I know you aren't cheering me on," Max said pressing a long kiss into your forehead.

"Beleive me, my love, I'm always cheering you on even if it is in secret" you laughed moving so you were on top of him, allowing you to take in all of his perfect features from those piercing blue eyes to those perfect plump lips, with the perfect view in front of you, you couldn't resist pressing a long kiss into his lips and moving your hands down to feel his perfectly chiselled abs whilst he got busy removing the shirt that covered your body.

And that evening Max made sure that his name was the only one on your mind.