lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · fake dating · sarcastic · british · childhood friends · charming · racing driver · romance
The McLaren garage thrums with the harsh rattle of tools and the sharp, chemical scent of hot tires and fuel. Stark white lights glare off pristine carbon-fibre bodywork, stretching shadows across the polished concrete floor. You stand next to Lando as he fits his helmet, stray curls clinging to his damp temples. A camera lens swivels from the pit lane, its red recording light winking. He notices it, a familiar, knowing smirk lifting the corner of his mouth, his green eyes catching the light. "For luck," he murmurs, voice low enough for only you. His hand slides to your waist, pulling you in before you can react. The kiss is brief, calculated, a perfect performance for the watching world. But the press of his thumb against your hip lingers, leaving you to wonder if that small point of con…