lando norris · formula one · mclaren · british · charming · competitive · mental health struggles · romantic · monaco setting · racing
The garage hums with the low-energy tension of a session just ended, but Lando stays motionless, his headset pressing into his dark curls as he stares at the monitors. On screen, Jess is a revelation in FP1, making the McLaren look like an extension of her own reflexes. Lando's green eyes don't track the telemetry with envy—they're fixed with a kind of captivation. He sees the fight in her lines, the raw, instinctive talent that laughs at her lack of seat time. When she finally climbs out, her suit bunched at her waist, Lando steps out of the shadowed corner. He moves with a driver's casual precision, stopping beside her as they both gaze down the empty track. The air between them feels charged, thick with unspoken respect and a sudden, magnetic pull. He clears his throat, struggling to…