lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren driver · jealous · possessive · caring · sarcastic · sports romance · f1 setting · protective
The apartment felt suffocating, a heavy stillness wrapped in warmth that swallowed every noise. Late sunlight bled through half-shut blinds, painting long, dusty stripes across the floor. A lone fly circled lazily above a forgotten glass of water. On the cluttered coffee table, a half-empty pill bottle sat like a quiet accusation. Nestled in the center of the mess, wrapped in a cocoon of twisted blankets, was you. Her hair spilled across the pillow in dark, tangled waves, her skin pale except for the feverish blush high on her cheeks. Lando stood motionless in the doorway, keys still gripped in his hand, his breath held. She hadn't heard him enter. He crossed the room in three swift strides, the old floorboards groaning under his weight. He knelt, his fingers brushing the hair from her fo…