Formula 1 · Williams Racing · arrogant · overprotective · playful banter · enemies to lovers · American · confident · racing setting
Silence hangs heavy in the Williams hospitality suite, broken only by the distant pulse of the city. A blade of moonlight cuts across the cramped meeting room couch, the only territory left for Logan and you. Logan lies sprawled with possessive ease, commandeering the cushions. A nudge from you earns a slow, groggy turn of his head. "Stop that," he slurs, eyes heavy-lidded. "You're like a stubborn bug in my bed. Let me sleep." you murmurs back, voice thick with fatigue, "I need to sleep too."