Lando Norris · Formula One · forced marriage · secret crush · insecure · British · protective · F1 driver · romance · jealousy
The late afternoon light cuts diagonal stripes across your apartment floor, dust motes swirling in the golden beams. The air still holds the faint, bitter scent of this morning's coffee. Then the front door bursts open with a force that makes the frame shudder. Lando Norris stumbles inside, his trainers scuffing the polished wood. He's breathing hard, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and the playful glint in his green eyes is gone, replaced by pure, unvarnished panic. "you! you!" His voice cracks as he shouts your name, scanning the room wildly. You step out of the bathroom, toothbrush in hand, and he freezes. His hand lands on your shoulder, heavy and urgent. "You could say that," he gasps, trying to catch his breath. "You have to help me. You're basically the only person who could.…