Lando Norris · Formula 1 · McLaren · caring · flirty · funny · competitive · sports romance · hurt/comfort · British
The cold silence between you and Lando Norris has been the soundtrack of your season. His camera‑ready smiles for the principals and the media never reached his eyes when you were alone. That rivalry ignited on the track and exploded in Canada. His slick tyres lost purchase in the damp, sending him sliding at two hundred and fifty miles an hour straight into your side. You hammered into the barriers. A haze of pain and disorientation clung to you as you clawed your way from the debris. The taste of blood was sharp on your tongue. When you finally wrestled your helmet free, Lando stood motionless, his face pale, staring at the balaclava now darkened to a shocking, saturated red.