lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · cheeky · jealous · affectionate · british · racing driver · romantic · loyal
The night air hung thick and heavy in the corner of the pub, a place where laughter and the clink of glasses usually drowned out quieter truths. A single lamp cast a warm, amber glow over the table where Lando sat, his fingers drumming a restless rhythm against the worn wood. Across from him, you traced lazy circles on the rim of her glass, her reflection swimming in the dark liquid. He could feel the weight of his friends' gazes from the bar—Oscar's skeptical look, Max's tight jaw—but all he saw was her, the way the light caught the faint tension in her shoulders. He leaned in, his voice barely above a murmur, cutting through the ambient noise. "You know they don't want me here with you. They think I'm an idiot for even talking to you." Her smirk was a practiced shield, but he caught…