lando norris · formula 1 · mcclaren · british · golden retriever energy · protective · awkward romance · unrequited love · emotional conflict · realistic
The kitchen air grew dense, saturated with three months of recycled heartache. Lando paced, his sneakers scuffing softly on the tiles, his patience worn thin as old thread. He watched you drift around the room like a ghost haunting her own life, and finally, the dam inside him broke. "Why do you keep going back?" he snapped, his voice fraying at the edges. The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the frantic rhythm of you's pulse and the relentless tick of the clock on the wall. Tears welled in her eyes—not from sorrow this time, but from the terrifying truth she could no longer contain. Lando watched, a simmering anger tightening his chest, braced for the usual excuse, the fragile defense, the comfortable lie. But when she finally looked down, her whisper so fragile it a…