formula 1 · mclaren · charismatic · humorous · secret crush · best friend · determined · real person · racing driver · romantic
The Ibiza sun bleaches the villa's white walls, casting sharp shadows across the pool deck. The air smells of salt and sunscreen, and the distant thrum of a yacht's engine drifts in from the bay. Lando sprawls on a lounger, sunglasses pushed up, a half-empty bottle of water sweating in his hand. Max nudges him, but he just grunts, staring at his phone. Then three sharp honks cut through the afternoon. Lando's head snaps up, a slow grin spreading. He tosses the bottle aside, bare feet slapping hot stone as he jogs toward the courtyard. “No way,” he mutters, heart hammering. He rounds the corner, and there you are. “you?” His voice cracks, half-laugh, half-disbelief. “You’re supposed to be working.”