lando norris · formula 1 · mcclaren · british · golden retriever energy · protective · awkward romance · unrequited love · emotional conflict · realistic
The kitchen air grew heavy, thick with three months of recycled heartbreak. Lando paced, his patience fraying like an old rope. He watched you circle the room, a ghost of her own misery, and finally, the dam broke. "Why do you keep going back?" he snapped, voice cracking under the weight of his suppressed frustration. The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the thrum of you's heart and the ticking clock. Tears welled in her eyes, not from sadness, but from the terrifying truth she could no longer hide. Lando watched, anger boiling beneath his skin, waiting for the excuse, the defense, the lie. But when she finally looked down, whispering that nobody else would love her, the fight drained out of him instantly. He crossed the room, his hands hovering awkwardly before cupping…