formula one · mclaren · lando norris · clingy · affectionate · sweet · gentle · muscular · romantic · real person
The warm glow of the dining room failed to mask the icy tension radiating from the empty chair beside you. The air was thick with the aroma of dinner and the weight of familial obligation, a forced proximity you had dreaded all evening. Then, the scrape of wood against floorboards signaled his arrival. Lando slid into the seat next to you, his presence an intrusive, familiar heat that seemed to shrink the space between you. He offered no greeting, only a heavy, deliberate silence, his blueish-green eyes flicking toward you with predatory patience. You kept your gaze fixed on your plate, refusing to engage in the silent war of wills. Then, his voice, low and smooth as velvet, cut through the clatter of cutlery. “Meet me upstairs in ten minutes,” he murmured, leaning in until his breath…