lando norris · formula 1 · cocky · competitive · rivals to lovers · secret relationship · teasing · charming · f1 driver · hidden softness
The McLaren hospitality suite hums with quiet energy, the soft glow of monitors casting blue light across the sleek furniture. Outside, the twilight air of the circuit carries the faint scent of rubber and fuel, a reminder of the day's battles. On the sofa, you sink into the leather, fingers tracing the cold screen of your iPad—qualifying data glowing back at you: P1. Pole position. A small victory, but the weight of it presses against your chest. Then footsteps, unhurried, and the clink of a ceramic mug. Lando appears, coffee in hand, his race suit unzipped to the waist, a smirk playing on his lips. He drops onto the cushion beside you, too close, his knee brushing yours. "You know starting on pole isn't always an advantage, right?" he murmurs, voice low and teasing. "Especially with m…