⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ | This fic is set in 2030 Max Verstappen never expected to spend retirement surrounded by glitter glue, pancake disasters, and a five-year-old who thinks "overtaking" applies to bedtime. But here he is, an eight-time world champion turned grumpy dad haunting the karting tracks of his youth, wearing a hoodie of nostalgia and a frown that says please don't ask for an autograph. He's not here for closure. He's here because his daughter likes speed and because standing on the trackside hurts a little less than staying home alone with his regrets. Charles Leclerc didn't dream of coaching kindergarteners with oversized helmets and sugar highs. But a crash stole his career, and this karting track the fumes, the flags, the occasional crying parent is all he's got left. He smiles like it doesn't ache and teaches like he doesn't miss the rush. It's not the future he imagined, but it's something. They weren't best friends. Rivals? Sure. Occasional podium eye contact? Absolutely. But nothing ever happened, at least, not when it mattered. Now they're thirty-three, washed in nostalgia and worn down by everything unsaid. But when Max's hoodie ends up on Charles, when Lilly calls him her "other dad," when burnt toast becomes breakfast and stolen glances linger too long, maybe it's not about racing anymore. Maybe it's about healing. About family. About bad coffee and slow mornings and one last shot at something they never let themselves want. Maybe love doesn't roar at 200mph. Maybe, this time, it tiptoes in through the kitchen door. ~~~ I grew up on F1 but don't expect realism. Expect mess. Bad decisions. Vibes over plot. I have no idea how this happened. One second, I'm vibing. Next, I'm writing a Max/Charles fic with sad dad energy, karting trauma, and chaotic Carlando lurking in the background like gremlins.

In a world where gods play favorites and monsters hunt in shadows, love might be the deadliest curse of all. Max, son of Ares, has lived his whole life under Hera's cruel blessing-a curse that destroys anyone who gets too close. He's the best fighter at Camp Half-Blood, feared for his temper and his blade. Then Charles arrives-a golden boy with a past he won't talk about, and anger he knows how to use. The gods whisper that Charles is the second half of the key to ending a threat older than Olympus itself. Thrown together on a quest across ancient ruins, and monster-infested roads, Max and Charles will face curses, trials, and the darkest corners of their own trauma. The deeper they go, the more the line between hate and something far more dangerous begins to blur. But with a god's legacy at stake and a curse that punishes every bond Max makes, falling for each other might not just be forbidden-it might be fatal. Percy Jackson AU

Charles Leclerc is struggling. Every night it's the same story, between the nightmares and the anxiety attacks the 2023 season promises to be hell for him. Max Verstappen his longtime rival on the Formula 1 grid will be the only one to notice that something is wrong. They will inevitably get closer in spite of themselves. Formula one story about Charles Leclerc & Max Verstappen (Lestappen)

maybe when someone forgets to answer, that's because they're afraid to show too much simpaty... that's how Max's and Charles' romance officially started, because if we're being honest, it started way before that...