Weather Vanes, My One And Lonely
rating: explicit
category: m/m
fandom: formula 1 rpf
ship: max verstappen/nyck de vries
summary:
He’s not Nyck de Vries: the racing driver here. He’s barely anyone at all. Across the water, a cow stares at him. Sometimes, he wishes his father had taught him how to take care of the farm animals. As a young boy, he’d get into the neighbours’ farm, hiding in the piles of straw, trying his best to befriend the stray cats, and even though he’d always fail, he didn’t mind. Winning and failure were abstract concepts. He floats in his daydreams for a while, like he usually does, when he’s startled by the sound of a bike bell. He jumps – he’s easily startled, though he could’ve expected the noise. He turns around. Max waves at him, beaming, holding a loaf of bread, fresh strawberries, and cheese in one hand.
word count: 17,103
tags: Summer Vacation, 2023 Formula 1 Season, Childhood Friends, Resolved Sexual Tension, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together, Hopeful Ending, Friends to Lovers, Frottage, Anal Sex, Tender Sex, Boats and Ships, This fic is a love letter to the Netherlands and Friesland in particular
