#maxpiero

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✧˚.💚⋆ Max Verstappen and Gianpiero Lambiase chatting after winning the Race at the Las Vegas Grand Prix — United States, 2025 ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✧˚.💚⋆

♡ but long as there are stars above you ♡

rating: teen

ship: gianpiero lambiase/max verstappen

summary:

Max shakes his head before realising GP cannot tell. “Yeah, I don’t.” He attempts a laugh, but it immediately turns into a nasty cough. “I think I am going to sleep for days after today.”

GP makes a sympathetic soft noise. “That sounds like a plan, love.”

“Mm,” Max affirms, yawning. That too hurts his throat, somehow. He didn’t even realised yawning involved your throat until now. “I wish someone could cook me soup,” he says, because when he is sick he allows himself to be a little pathetic. He will get his soup, of course, because he has a personal chef, but it isn’t — it doesn’t feel the same.

“I could make you tomato soup?”

tags: preseason testing 2026, sickfic, fluff, domestic fluff, established relationship

☆ waiting for the sun to rise ☆

ship: max verstappen/gianpiero lambiase

rating: explicit

summary:

“More importantly, Max’s health is so important to Max, and Max is so important to Gianpiero. Taking care of Max had been no issue at all; it’s what Gianpiero enjoys doing most.

And then he had woken up today, nose stuffy, and his head filled to the brim with snot. Coughing, he had checked the time, and realised with a shock that he had overslept, which is highly unusual for him.

The puzzle pieces fell into place in the kitchen, as he was attempting to feed himself something slightly nutritious, and found himself cracking an egg not into the pan, but into the bin.

Fuck, he thought to himself. I am sick.”

In which Max takes care of a sick GP.

tags: preseason 2026, sickfic, comfort no hurt, oral sex, established relationship