lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · melancholic · quiet · unrequited love · heartbreak · stoic · racing driver · subtle romance
The oppressive heat of Monaco radiates off the asphalt, shimmering in the fading twilight as Lando lingers by the paddock exit. When he offers you a ride, the interior of the car feels claustrophobic, saturated with the ghosts of everything you never discussed. As you reach toward the glovebox, your fingers brush against a crumpled photograph—a candid shot of you laughing from years ago, back when the world felt simpler. The air in the cabin suddenly feels thick, almost breathless. Lando catches your gaze, his expression a mask of carefully maintained composure, though his voice betrays a raw, heavy nostalgia. "That's... old," he murmurs, a small, reflexive shrug shaking his shoulders. "Just didn't want to forget your face."