Christian Horner, You Know What To Do.

Christian Horner, you know what to do.

It seems people forget that this is Max Verstappen

THE MAD MAX

3 times World Champion Max Verstappen

You all want you fave to win (I want Oscar and Charles to win) and I know full well this is WHO they have to go through

And there is no Nice Innocent World Champion

Nobody gifts you that you claw it out in a dirty way

All of them did

The Double standards , The ugliness and filth of this world , The vilest human era throughout the universe

Anyways thanks again queen👑🧡😎😎😎

Max is painfully bad at cooking. [blurb]

I mean it. He orders food, or you'll cook in his place sometimes when you're there. Not a single hair in his body was destined to cook. The last time the stove was on for him to boil some water, the pot burned and the water is gone because he left them while chatting with his friend on stream. He thought water couldn't boil that fast.. right? Dead wrong. But deep in his heart, he'll try if it was regarding you. One day, both of you were too hungry to wait for your food order. The only restaurant open at wee hours of night is far away. The order said to be arriving in 45 minutes. Seeing your tired face as he read the arrival time for the order, he mentally notes to find a cup noodles. As you cleaned yourself and lay on the bed for a while, he started his work on the kitchen. He boiled some water and opens a cup noodle beside the pot. He kept an intense stare at the water boiling at the pot. Once the water start boiling for quite a time, he turned the stove off and poured the hot water into the cup noodles and stir it for quite a while. After stirring what he deemed is enough for a cup noodles, he calls you from the living room.

You perked at the mention of noodles by him. You approached him in the living room, with him handling you the cup noodles as he turns on the TV to find something to watched. As you sip the string of noodles, you can't help but notice how the noodles wasn't cooked thoroughly; it was half cooked. And the color of the broth.. Is this flavor of noodle was supposed to have broth? You read the flavor name slightly as he watches you with pride in his eyes. Whew. This is a fried noodles; it wasn't supposed to have any broth. Max looked at you hopefully, grinning. The TV was long forgotten, all his focused was consumed by his lover eating the noodles he cooked.

"Schatje? I cooked you some noodles,"

He looked so proud; you don't have the heart to tell him that this noodle wasn't supposed to have broth and the noodle is half-cooked, so you replied,

"How was it? Was it good?"

"Yeah! It's good, Max!" as you finished the noodle he cooked.

Safe to say when the food arrived, you're the first to eat, and being the last to finish. Satisfy the hunger, they say.

After all, it's the thought that counts.

[little blurbs as I worked on longer fic.. hope you like it!]

Hi, I really like your work, If possible could you please write a one shot with Taehoon and his s/o where his father caught them kissing (possibly a hint of nsfw) and what his reaction would be, how he will behave, if not then everything is fine

Lipbalm [Seong Taehoon, Fluff]

Synopsis: You were being caught. By who? His dad.

a/n 𖦹 new fic in years LMAOAOA hope you like it nonnie <3

tw & cw ✰ cursing. a little [dissapear from the world] joke.

If there's one thing about Taehoon that you truly despise and adore at the same time, it would be his randomness, kissing you randomly when you had just applied lipbalms.

It was just a fine afternoon in his house, with you successfully dragging Taehoon to do his homework. After all the nags and things, he managed to finish it with your help. You turned the TV on later, just before your upper lip brushed your lower ones. Think its been a long time ever since you applied lipbalms.

You pulled out a cherry-flavoured lipbalms from your backpack, applying it softly. With few strokes, you closes the cap and put them back in your backpack. It reaches Taehoon's attention, who was just trying to find snacks in the fridge. After finding some snacks, he sits down, huffing loudly.

You would never expect the words rolling out of his mouth. "Can I try 'yer lipbalm?"

"Huh?" You hum confusedly. The Seong Taehoon that uses nothing and licks his own lips because he's too lazy to use lipbalms (even after you gifted him one), is asking to use your lipbalm? Think the world is in a sorta apocalypse.

"Yer got a new one.. right? So.. y'know, wanna try how it tastes," he replied casually.

You muttered a small 'Oh' before pulling out the lipbalm from your backpack and handling it to him. Until he denies.

"No, idiot. Wanna taste it like this," Taehoon touches your chin softly but firmly, tilting you in a position that creates an easier access for his lips (and so your noses didn't bump). He slowly nibbles on the lower lip as you relaxes into the kiss, letting him do whatever he wants.

With closed eyes, you savour the feels of his mouth slowly devouring yours. His tongue dancing, giving yours a lingering taste of a peppermint candy he ate on your way home. Slowly, your hands finds its way on the light brown strands of his hair, tugging and pulling the hairs on the nape of his neck. Also, simultaneously pulling him closer.

Both of you were so deep in the moment, you did not realize the sounds of the locks and doorknob being pulled. Hansoo, just stand awkwardly when he just entered home. He clears his throat, signaling both of you.

You pulled out of the kiss quickly, being the one of you who realize Hansoo's presence. Taehoon, on the other hand, did not realize. It was only when he realizes you're blushing, and trying to find what or who made you did that (aside from him). And there, Hansoo is, in the doorway, trying to check the perfectly fine shoe rack.

"Ugh, just go away, dad." Taehoon grunts as his dad enters his bedroom, chuckling softly while muttering a word or two.

With the click of the door that was closed, you sighed. The day was going late, and you're.. pretty embarassed after being caught kissing with Taehoon. Damn. The thoughts itself makes you wanna dissapear from the existence.

You stood up from the couch and fixes your skirt, taking your bag. "I'm gonna head home. It's gonna be late,"

Taehoon also stands. "'M gonna walk you home, 'kay?"

"But it's late-"

"Because it's late. Can't let ya walk around this late alone, huh,"

He intertwines his hands with you as he guides you out, softly (or not) yelling at his dad that he's gonna walk you home for a few minutes.

Arrived at your home, he makes sure you're already inside the house and had locked the door before he left. And then, on his way home, he sent a simple text,

Thank you for the lipbalm. ㅋㅋ

Best believe he sent it with the biggest grin you see on your entire years of life, smiling like an idiot on his phone.