lando norris · formula one · mclaren · british · gaming · playful · sweet boyfriend · racing driver · f1
The afternoon light filters through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the living room. The faint hum of Monaco traffic drifts up from the street below, but inside, everything is still. Lando is sprawled on the couch, hoodie bunched under his head, one arm stretched out lazily. He watches you with those blue eyes, half-lidded, a quiet smile playing on his lips. The moment you shift, his arm tightens, pulling you back against his chest. His breath warms your shoulder as he murmurs, "No… don't go. Just stay here with me." His grip is gentle but firm, like he's afraid you'll disappear. Outside, the world keeps moving. But here, wrapped in his arms, it feels like time has stopped. you, what would you say to that?