⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ Max Verstappen has it all on paper. A four-time World Champion, fame, speed... but inside, he's unraveling. Sleep-deprived, stressed, and terrified of disappointing his father, Max is at his breaking point. His best friend Daniel insists he see a psychologist, so Max secretly books an appointment. Only to run into Charles Leclerc, his childhood karting rival, and Monaco's top sports psychologist. Old memories resurface, walls come down, and boundaries blur. Max has never needed someone like him before, and Charles has never forgotten the boy who once raced by his side. But falling in love with a client isn't supposed to happen... is it? Fast laps, therapy sessions, childhood grudges, and forbidden love collide in this story about healing, trust, and the risk of letting someone in. A short lestappen AU with a blending of psychology, racing, and romance.

It's two minutes past midnight. Max is the head chef of the restaurant downstairs; Charles is the playboy neighbor upstairs who brings a different woman home every night. ​It's a routine they know by heart: the date fails, the woman leaves, and Charles stumbles down to Max's kitchen, hungry for pasta and comfort. To Charles, Max is just the grumpy best friend who fixes his mess. To Max, Charles is a beautiful, oblivious chaos. ​Max plays his part perfectly: he cooks, he listens, and he swallows his jealousy. ​Max can make breakfast exactly how Charles likes it, but he can't make Charles love him back

⚠️ 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.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝟏𝟖 + [𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭] ━━━ This is a short story that runs as a prequel to my other books "Waiting On You" and ''Adrenaline: A lestappen story'' ❝ How could you judge me without truly knowing what I went through? He loved me so much at the start, you'd have thought the same as I did.❞ ° Prominent characters: Lando Norris, Carlos Sainz, Daniel Ricciardo, Charles Leclerc...

Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc. They're not lovers. But, they do use each others bodies after every race, a way to.. destress if you will. They both agreed that it is strictly no strings attached, so what happens when Max breaks that one and only rule? -He/They Charles- -Updates After Every Race- -Also available on AO3-

Teammates? Yes. Friends? Debatable. Soulmates who flirt like enemies, fake date for PR, and somehow make half the F1 grid their personal chaos witnesses? Oh absolutely. Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri are everything except normal. One scandalous photo, one fake relationship deal, and suddenly the two most insufferably hot idiots on the grid are pretending to be in love - except the pretending gets weirdly real when Oscar starts calling Lando "baby" with teeth and Lando keeps accidentally moaning when Oscar touches him. Between jealous drivers, group chat disasters, very public flirt-fights, and several unsupervised hotel rooms, it's clear one of them is going to snap. And when they do? Oh, it's going to be glorious. ---

DISCONTINUED FOR NOW!!! <* Lando Norris..the name rings a bell to Oscar. Oh. Thats right. The story of them and how they got into this big mess. Who believes in the you meet people twice theory? Because oscar sure does. But hopefully...maybe this time things go right for them. *> OR THE LANDOSCAR NEW BOOK WHICH IS THE ONE THAT PEOPLE DIDNT VOTE FOR BUT I WANTED TO WRITE ANYWAY

In which I write cute, spicy and fluff(comfort) oneshots of my favorite enemies to lovers driver duo in Formula one, Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc. I don't write angst or sad oneshots. ☆Alternate universe ☆Different tropes ☆Grumpy x sunshine ☆Motorsports romance Driver x Driver Max Verstappen x Charles Leclerc Lestappen. 🥇Best ranking (18/11/25) [my birthday hehe (^.^)] #1 bottomcharles #1 topmax #1 racingromance #2 yukierre #3 carlando #9 driverxdriver ●Mature content ●Profanity ●This is a fanfic all events in this fic are fictional.

** 18+ EXPLICIT ** "I would've done it for you." Oscar pleads "Would you?" Lando has always been there for Oscar. making sure he belongs. But when the 2024 title fight becomes more and more heated, so does Lando, and Oscar is left to deal with his worsening attitude. Until one day, it snaps, and the pair are forced to deal with the truth. The truth of how they both feel about each other. [CHARACTERS: Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Mark Webber, Logan Sargeant, Max Verstappen, Franco Colapinto]

"You keep staring." "You keep giving me reasons to." They were never supposed to touch. Now they can't stop. When model and celebrity Charles Leclerc starts receiving threats from an obsessed stalker, Max Verstappen - stoic, sharp-eyed, and painfully off-limits - is assigned as his full-time bodyguard. But when late nights blur the line between protection and desire, teasing turns into tension, and power plays turn into something neither of them can resist. - Max Verstappen x Charles Leclerc short Lestappen AU I don't own any formula one drivers.