Macklin Celebrini x Fem! F1 Driver! Reader x (platonic!) Max Verstappen
You tugged on the sleeve of Max’s hoodie, dragging him down the arena steps toward the glass.
“Remind me again why I’m here?” he muttered, looking around the roaring arena like he’d accidentally landed on another planet.
You held up your tickets with a grin.
“Because I go to your races all the time. Tonight you’re experiencing my sport.”
“You literally drive in Formula One too.”
“Yeah,” you said, pointing at the ice, “but this is different.”
Right then a player ripped a slapshot toward the net.
The goalie stopped it with a loud THWACK.
Max Verstappen leaned forward immediately.
“Oh—that’s the pit crew.”
You blinked. “The goalie?”
“Yeah,” Max said seriously. “He prevents disaster.”
You started laughing so hard you had to grab the armrest.
“That might be the worst comparison yet.”
Max looked extremely proud of himself.
Just then, the arena lights dimmed.
Music blasted through the speakers as the giant screen flickered to life.
“Alright everyone,” the announcer boomed, “let’s see who we’ve got in the crowd tonight!”
The Jumbotron cycled through dancing fans, kids waving, couples kissing—
Your face filled the massive screen.
Next to you, Max looked up, confused.
The announcer’s voice grew louder.
“Wait a second…” the announcer said, his voice rising with surprise.
“Is that our very own Formula One driver in the building tonight?!”
The camera zoomed in closer as the crowd began to recognize you.
A ripple of cheers spread through the arena.
“Oh yeah, that’s definitely her!” the announcer continued. “A Formula One race winner joining us at the game tonight!”
You laughed awkwardly and lifted a hand in a quick wave, immediately hiding part of your face as the camera stayed on you a second longer.
Max leaned toward you with a smirk.
“Look at you,” he teased. “Big celebrity.”
Down on the ice, Mack glanced up at the Jumbotron.
The Formula One driver he’d seen in interviews and race highlights.
Sitting five rows behind the glass.
His teammates immediately started nudging him.
“Dude,” he whispered through his mouthguard. “You seeing that?”
Another teammate nearly choked laughing.
“Bro she’s literally right behind our bench.”
Tyler smacked Mack lightly on the shoulder.
Mack was still staring up at the screen, completely distracted.
Which the ref noticed immediately.
“Hey! Eyes down!” the ref snapped.
But Mack’s focus was still half in the stands.
Five rows up, you were laughing while Max shook his head beside you.
“See?” you said. “Hockey’s fun.”
Max glanced down at the ice again—right as Mack skated past the glass and risked another look up.
“…I think you’re distracting him,” Max said.
Your eyes accidentally met Mack’s.
He nearly tripped over his own skates.
“Oh yeah,” he said. “You just ruined that guy’s whole shift.”
You buried your face in your hands.
“This is so embarrassing.”
Max leaned back in his seat, clearly entertained.
“You know,” he said casually, “if he misses a goal tonight, I’m blaming you.”
Down on the ice, Mack skated back into position—
Still very aware that the Formula One driver sitting behind the glass had just looked straight at him.
But his focus clearly wasn’t fully on the play.
Five rows up, you were laughing while Max watched the ice.
“…I think you’re distracting him,” Max said.
Mack skated by the glass.
Your eyes met his for half a second.
“Oh yeah,” he said. “You really ruined that guy’s whole shift.”
You buried your face in your hands.
“This is so embarrassing.”
But Max leaned forward suddenly.
You groaned. “Please don’t.”
But Mack had the puck again, skating along the boards near your section.
Max immediately stood up slightly in his seat.
“Oh look!” he called through the glass.
Max tapped the glass lightly.
You stared at him in horror.
Then saw Max grinning beside you.
His teammates noticed immediately.
“You getting chirped by an F1 driver right now?”
Tyler smacked Mack’s shoulder again.
Max leaned closer to the glass again, completely entertained.
“Come on!” he called. “Defend like last lap!”
Mack skated past again, shaking his head but clearly trying not to smile.
Max sat back down like he’d just done something perfectly normal.
Down on the ice, Mack lined up again for the next play.
He glanced up one more time.
Max raised his eyebrows at him and gestured forward.
“Go, go, go,” he mouthed.
You groaned into your hands.
“I’m never bringing you to a hockey game again.”
Then he nodded toward Mack on the ice.
“I think he likes the competition.”
This time, Mack forced himself to focus.
Across from him, Will leaned over during the faceoff.
“You know she’s still watching you, right?”
Behind them, Tyler chuckled.
“You almost fell over earlier.”
Mack won the draw immediately and the play moved fast through the neutral zone. He pushed forward along the boards, grabbing the pass that came back to him.
Five rows behind the glass, you leaned forward in your seat.
“Oh—he’s got it,” you said.
Next to you, Max Verstappen sat up instantly.
“Alright,” Max said like a commentator. “Let’s see if he can deliver under pressure.”
But Mack was already skating hard into the offensive zone.
Will cut across the middle.
Toffoli moved toward the net.
Mack hesitated for a split second—then shot.
The puck flew past the goalie and slammed into the back of the net.
You jumped to your feet without thinking.
Max stood up beside you, pointing toward the ice.
Down below, Mack was immediately tackled by his teammates.
Tyler laughed, shoving him toward the boards.
“Bro scored in front of his celebrity crush.”
Mack rolled his eyes but couldn’t stop smiling.
As the celebration ended, he skated past the glass.
You were still standing there, clapping and laughing.
When your eyes met, you gave him a quick thumbs-up.
Mack shook his head, grinning.
Back in your seats, Max dropped down dramatically.
“Well,” he said, crossing his arms.
Max nodded toward the ice.
“I clearly motivated that goal.”
“That’s not the same thing.”
But down on the ice, Mack skated back into position—
The weirdest shift of his career had turned into the best one.
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