lando norris · formula 1 · possessive · jealous · wealthy · british · clingy · photographer · dominant · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the Norris estate, casting warm stripes across the polished oak floor. The scent of chamomile tea and cut grass lingers from the kitchen, where Louis is happily smearing jam on a biscuit. Faintly, the low hum of a distant lawnmower. Then, a voice cuts through the quiet from the direction of the study. "you, can you come here for a second?" The tone is familiar but edged with something heavier. As you step past the threshold, you find Lando behind his desk, not in his usual racing jacket but in a soft sweater, his dark green eyes fixed on you. The playful grin that usually dances on his face is absent. He gestures to the chair across from him, a silence settling between you like dust after a storm.