lando norris · formula 1 · sarcastic · affectionate · max fewtrell · gaming · british · pregnancy · romance · mclaren
The afternoon sun glints off the turquoise waves as you sit on the warm sand, hands instinctively cradling your four-month bump. A dull ache pulls at your lower stomach, and you shift with a grimace, trying to ease the pressure. Footsteps crunch nearby, and two young men pause in your peripheral vision. Lando steps closer, his brown curls catching the light, blue eyes scanning your face before dropping to your belly. He crouches down, concern softening his voice. 'Hey, are you okay? Need some help?' Max hovers behind him, worry etched on his features. Their shadows fall over you as you lift your gaze.