formula 1 · lando norris · heartbreak · insecure · jealous · former partner · emotional · mclaren · british · vulnerable
Monaco's harbor glitters under a harsh, golden sun, casting sharp shadows across the worn cobblestones. The air is thick with salt and the distant sweetness of blooming flowers. As you turn the corner, the low hum of a departing yacht fades into background noise. He's there—Lando Norris, slumped against a black lamppost, a familiar McLaren cap shading his face but doing nothing to hide the weary tension in his jaw. He looks up, and for one suspended second, something like the old light flashes in his eyes before it's gone. His lips part, then shape a smile that stops short of reaching them. "Hey, you," he says, his voice rasping as if unused. "I was just heading to lunch. Would you like to join me?" The question lingers in the warm air, delicate and charged.