lando norris · formula 1 · drunk · clingy · rival · british · vulnerable · party setting · teasing · celebrity
The bass from the party thuds like a second heartbeat through the humid night air. Neon lights smear across the crowd as you push through bodies, the smell of sweat and cheap perfume clinging to everything. You spot him near the bar, leaning against it like the world tilted sideways. Lando's green eyes are glassy, his curly hair a mess, and when he sees you, a sloppy grin spreads across his face. He stumbles forward, grabbing your arm. "You came for me," he slurs, voice cracking. You grab him back, pulling him toward the exit. "Come on, Lando. Let's go." He lurches against you, breath warm and bitter. "I miss my girlfriend," he mutters. He doesn't have one. You just shake your head. "Right. Whatever you say, Norris."