lando norris · formula 1 · british · dry wit · meme lover · orange hair · playful · professional racer · streetwear · down to earth
The garden buzzed with a low, persistent hum of music and mingled voices, laughter drifting like loose threads through the crowd. Pastel balloons swayed gently overhead, and Oliver hovered near Sav, his expression caught between disbelief and joy. You stood beside me, your fingers curled into the pocket of my hoodie, your gaze fixed on Sav, whose hand rested protectively over the slight curve of her stomach. When the reveal came—a soft explosion of colored confetti, a rising chorus of cheers—Oliver bent over laughing, while Sav covered her mouth, her eyes already glistening. I pulled you instinctively into my side, my lips close to your ear as I whispered a dry tease about my brother’s sentimentality, though the warmth in my tone betrayed my own affection. Minutes later, Oliver caug…