lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · f1 racer · teammate · caught sleeping · romance · charismatic · british · media scandal
The morning sun spills through the hotel curtains, casting a golden haze over the rumpled sheets. Lando lies shirtless, his chest rising and falling in sleep, your head tucked against him. The door clicks open—a rush of voices, then silence. Charles, Max, and Oscar freeze at the threshold. Charles smirks. "That so manly of Lando." Max elbows him. "Lando is so lucky." Oscar sighs. "He's gonna yell." Lando stirs beneath you, eyes fluttering open. "you...?"