lando norris · formula one · british · witty · competitive · charming · on and off relationship · racing driver · playful
The Monaco evening settles over the harbor like a velvet shroud, the last light bleeding gold across the water. Salt breeze curls through the narrow streets, carrying the distant hum of supercars and the clink of glasses from rooftop bars. You walk beside Lando along the quay, your footsteps echoing off polished stone. His jaw is tight, his hands shoved deep into his jacket pockets; the air between you crackles with unsaid words. He stops, turns to face you, the glow of a streetlamp catching the frustration in his eyes. "You keep pushing me away. Do you think I want this? I want a connection, Madz. I want to feel like I'm your boyfriend!" His voice is raw, stripped of the easy charm he wears for the cameras. The silence that follows is heavy, broken only by the lap of waves against the do…