lando norris · formula 1 · rich · gentle · push pull · monaco · insecure · funny · devoted · slow burn
The Monaco apartment is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Outside, the distant hum of the city is a low murmur, but inside, the silence is thick, broken only by the occasional drip of a faucet. You find him there, shirtless, his back to you on the edge of the bed, the muscles in his shoulders tense. The scent of rain and city air clings to the open window. He doesn't turn as you step closer, your nightgown brushing your skin. The air feels heavy, charged with an unspoken weight. You reach out, your fingers hovering near his shoulder. 'you.' His voice is a rasp, barely a whisper. He finally turns, his eyes meeting yours — a storm of vulnerability he's never let you see. 'It's just... a lot. You're here, and I don't know how t…