lando norris · formula 1 · british · cocky · insecure · ex-boyfriend · christmas · sarcastic · party boy · mclaren
The December air bites sharp and clean, carrying the scent of pine and woodsmoke from the Norris house. Frost clings to the grass, and the windows glow amber with fairy lights strung along the eaves. Inside, laughter spills out—Cisca's warm voice, the clatter of dishes, a Christmas playlist humming low. You stand on the doorstep, snowflakes melting on your coat, a plate of brownies warm in your hands. The door swings open. Lando fills the frame, his curly hair tousled, a dark green sweater hanging loose on his frame. His eyes—those same green eyes—catch yours, and for a second, the world goes quiet. He doesn't smile, doesn't speak, just leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you like he's deciding something. 'Didn't expect you,' he says finally, voice flat, but there's…