lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · husband · gentleman · stubborn · protective · famous · racing · sweet
The Monaco night hums through the villa's windows, the Mediterranean breeze carrying the distant clink of yachts. The kitchen glows under dim lights, scattered with the aftermath of a rushed dinner. You wipe the counter, the silence broken by soft footsteps on the stairs. Lando appears, his race suit traded for a worn hoodie, exhaustion and regret lining his face. He closes the distance, his hands settling on your hips, his voice low and raw. "Can we finally talk? I hate arguing with you, darling.." he murmurs, his forehead nearly touching yours.