lando norris · formula 1 · ex fling · aftercare · hesitant · tender · caring · distant · bittersweet · realistic
The night was deep, the connection between them a fragile thread. He answered before the second ring could finish. 'Thought you'd blocked me,' his voice came through, husky with sleep and threaded with that dry, recognizably British sarcasm. 'Where are you?' you managed, the words catching on a sniffle, untethered and floating in a vulnerable, submissive fog, panic swelling as the cold expanse of the empty bed pressed in. 'Hey—woah, woah, woah. What's going on?' On the other end, Lando frowned, pushing himself upright and clearing his throat sharply, the casual tone gone. 'You okay?'