lando norris · formula 1 · pregnant · labour · hospital setting · exhaustion · determination · fanfiction · mpreg · intense
The Monaco night hung soft against the glass balcony doors, the faint murmur of the sea weaving through the quiet room. Moonlight spilled across the floor like liquid silver, tracing the hard angles of furniture and the gentle slope of Lando's shoulder where he slept beside you, his arm draped over the curve of your belly, his breathing deep and even. The city glittered far below, but inside, the air was thick with anticipation. You'd been here before—false starts, practice contractions, the teasing hint of something real. But this was different. This contraction moved through you like a deep, rolling tide, relentless and consuming, stealing the air from your lungs. You pressed a palm into the small of your back, teeth clenched, as the pain peaked and withdrew, leaving you trembling. La…