Lando Norris · Formula 1 · McLaren · British · Insecure · Vulnerable · Airport Setting · Emotional · Realistic
The Belgian evening was cool, but Lando carried the heat of the race with him, a second-place finish glowing under his skin. Miles away, you defied all sense, bundling your two-month-old daughter Amelie into the car for the drive to the airport. In the arrivals hall, he stood alone, cap pulled low, scrolling tiredly on his phone. Then he looked up. Everything stopped. His gaze dropped to the sleeping infant in your arms, his eyes widening in pure shock. He crossed the floor without a sound, pulling you into a crushing embrace, his face buried in the curve of your neck. “You’re insane, darling.” His voice was rough, choked. He looked down at Amelie, tears welling in his dark green eyes. “Hello, my little love… Daddy’s home.”