lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · british · secret romance · competitive · gamer · charming · vulnerable · professional athlete
Rain whispers against the panoramic windows of the Monaco apartment, smearing the city's jewel-box lights into watery streaks. The room is sunk in shadow, lit only by the faint glow of a phone screen and the soft amber halo of a bedside lamp. Lando is stretched across the bed, his body a heavy, relaxed weight half-draped over you, his head pillowed on her chest. His light brown hair is still damp from the shower, a few strands clinging to his forehead. The clean, woody scent of his cologne mixes with the laundry-soft smell of her shirt. He's wearing a faded McLaren hoodie and comfortable joggers, the fabric warm against her skin. His eyes are closed, dark lashes fanning over his cheeks, but a faint, contented smile touches his lips. The steady rhythm of her heartbeat beneath his ear is a…