Carbon Copy
Pairing: Dad!Max
Request: Yes / No
Warnings: None
Synopsis: Your daughter was finally turning 7, which meant Max was finally able to get her that kart.
Max was always meant to be a girl dad; you just knew it in your soul. When you told him you were having a baby girl, he cried. It calls it the best day of his life, 1st to winning the world championship and marrying you.
So when you gave birth, he was always there and learned everything he needed to; he loved shopping for baby clothes more than you; he even had Red Bull make a newborn rave suit a copy of his rave suit, except it had in small letters; Verstappen Girl.
You snorted with laughter hours after birth when he dressed her in it and posted the picture. Of course, fans and everyone loved it, but the guys picked on him whenever they could. Max couldn't want her to grow up, he loved his baby girl, but he tried to teach her the best thing in his life; racing.
You weren't sure about teaching her how to kart, but max promised to wait till she was at the average age; of 7 years old. To him, that was the average age, to you? Mama Bear wanted to come out whenever he brought it up.
Trust was a big thing, and you trusted Max with your life and hers, so you agreed, and he kissed you deeply before running off to look for a kart to purchase. So when Aletta’s 7th birthday rolled around, everyone was there.
Family, Friends, and even the F1 racers made time to come and wish the young Verstappen a Happy Birthday. So when it came to presents, you were sure Max would pull out a Kart and start teaching her, but gifts came and opened, and still no Kart.
You can see that Aletta is looking around for more but stops seeing Gabriel, Charles's son, and runs to him. Gabriel was two years older than Aletta and liked showing off his kart to her since he's been driving one from a younger age.
“I still don't have one yet, Gabe,” Aletta whines, making the boy smile and pat her head.
“That's okay, Etta; maybe your papa is waiting for you to be older.” The boy attempts to comfort her, but you can tell from how she hangs her head and stalks off.
With a shake of your head, you see Charles, Max, Pierre, Lando, and Checo in a small circle talking in hush voices.
“Want to explain why my baby hasn't gotten the Kart she wanted too bad, and her father promised her?” Your voice was tight, anger simmering in your veins that Max promised her something and didn't own up to it.
“Lief.” Max turns smiling but stops seeing your displeasure and stance.
“Good luck.” Checo pats his back and rushes off, the others following away from the angry wife and mother.
“Well?” You ask, and Max straightens and sighs, rubbing his neck.
“The kart was supposed to be here today, but it won't show up till later, and I want it to be a surprise.” As he explains, your anger fizzes out, and you lean up, kissing his cheek.
“Max, you need to explain it to her then; she's hurt because she thinks the kart isn't coming,” you explain and see the pained expression cross his face.
Max wanted to be the best parent to his daughter. He supported her, loved her, and ensured her thoughts and emotions were respected. So hearing that he let her down was worse than anything in the world.
“I'll be back.” He kisses your mouth and goes to find his baby girl. He knew exactly where to find her, his trophy room.
“Kleine kampioen.” He knocks on the door and makes it. Open to see her staring at his first ever world championship, the image of him kneeling next to his car, head on the wheel.
“You lied, papa.” She whispers, and Max feels his heart hurt before sitting beside her.
“Baby, I didn't lie; you are getting a kart, but it won't arrive till the end of the week.” She turns his own eyes, looking right back at him.
“Really? I'm getting one?” She stands up, her smile covering her entire face.
“Yes, Kleine kampioen, here.” Pulling his phone out, he shows her the picture of it. The squeal she lets out makes his ears pop; before he knows it, she bolts down the hallway and back outside.
“Mommy!Mommy! Mommy! I'm getting a kart!” She screams, having everyone laugh as she collides with you while jumping and running around before telling Gabriel.
The rest of the party went off without a problem, but Aletta couldn't wait for her kart and kept telling everyone who would listen. It was another week before the kart finally arrived; you didn't know until you heard laughter and the hum of an engine.
You pull on your robe and make your way to the backyard, where Gabriel, Charles, Max, and Aletta stand around your daughter's kart.
“Papa, it looks like Uncle Max’s first Red Bull.” Gabriel stares in awe at the kart, which has Charles groan at the memories of that damn car coming from behind him more times than he could count.
“Great, bring back that demon of a car, why don't you.” But Max smiles at his daughter, trying to figure it out.
You step back, letting them have their moment and see it was only 7:30 in the morning and decide to start breakfast, knowing the others were probably on their way.
“Papa.....I don't know how to drive it.” Aletta whispers overwhelmed. It was a simple one, nothing like the two adults, but Aletta had never been in one, and to anyone at seven, something new would overwhelm anyone.
“That's why im here, to teach you how to drive it.” He kneels and kisses her cheek.
“Yeah, Etta, that's why papa and I are here too! But mainly Uncle Max.” Gabriel beams but stops seeing his uncle raise an eyebrow at the boy.
“Mainly me, teaching you.” Max points out, which makes his fighter nod her head.
When she woke this morning, her papa had her dressed in a minor race suit, a copy of Max’s from his younger days.
“Here.” Max picks up a helmet, a large number 1 splashed on the back and helps her put it on.
“It's uncomfortable papa.” Aletta reaches up to take it off, but Max’s larger hands stop her small ones.
“I know it's uncomfortable, baby, but you'll get used to it. It's supposed to be tight on your head; if it weren't, Mommy would kill me.” Making his daughter laugh, she climbs into the kart and sits down. Gabriel fires it up ad drives off, and Charles follows him on his kart.
Max sits down in his and fires it up before pulling up to Aletta. “Alright, this right here is your break and gas. This button here turns it on. Now, press on the break and push the button.” Max instructs her, and she does as he says.
He couldn't see her face, but he could tell from her eyes that she was probably the happiest little girl. It took a while, but she finally got a hold of the gas and break.
Aletta was following behind her father as you watched them from the kitchen balcony; you could tell she wanted to go but couldn't, but Max was keeping a tight reign on her driving speed.
An hour passed before you stepped around the counter and onto the balcony seeing Max and Charles showing Aletta how to take care of her kart and the rules. She wasn't allowed to drive without one of them, never take the kart into the street, and don't go over a certain speed until they thought she was ready.
“Liefje, it's time for breakfast,” you call down, having the four faces look up and nod, and you see Pierre, Lando, Daniel, and the others start to arrive, and you shake your head seeing Aletta rush to Lando and showing off her kart.
They soon make their way upstairs and to the balcony as you listen and watch everyone share their memories and knowledge with the two kids at the table, even videos of their old karting days.
“I can't wait to win the F1 Championship!” Aletta yells making everyone go silent before laughing, but Max doesn't laugh.
“You can do it baby.” He smiles and kisses the top of her head.
“And we'll always support you.” You add on having Max smile and kiss you before Aletta nods but Gabriel snorts.
“You’ll have to beat me first Etta.” Gabriel yells back setting off a new round of laughs.
You couldn't wait for the future of F1.
Tags: @miniminescapist @vita-di-moda
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cropped 🧡
max verstappen x reader
(instagram au)
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maxverstappen1: happy for a p1 and p2 finish 🏆
danielricciardo: good driving today🧡
maxverstappen1: 🧡
fan1: best duo on the grid :,)
redbullracing: real love right here
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yourusername: well done danny! 🤍
maxverstappen1: did you crop me out?
danielricciardo: I prefer it this way ;)
yourusername: me too dan
fan1: no way she cropped out max💀
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yourusername: rbr girl for life ❤️
maxverstappen1: get away from my garage
yourusername: I was here for checo
redbullracing: always welcome y/n
yourusername: thanks I’ll replace max ❤️
fan1: outside max’s garage??
fan2: yet they… “hate” each other….
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maxverstappen1: I won on and off track 🏆❤️
yourusername: mijn kampioen🧡 (my champion)
maxverstappen1: mijn liefde 🧡 (my love)
pierregasly: 👀
fan1: IS THAT Y/N
fan2: I knew it !!!
redbullracing: two favourites❤️
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yourusername: my champ🧡
maxverstappen1: Ik hou van je❤️ (I love you)
yourusername: Ik hou van je klootzak ❤️ (I love you dickhead)
danielricciardo: yup they’ve not changed
fan1: I love them so much
fan2: they’re so perfect for each other
redbullracing: 🏆🧡
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