lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · fake dating · cold exterior · racing driver · strategic · guarded · sports romance · media attention
The paddock thrums with a feverish energy, thick with the scent of scorched rubber and high-octane fuel. Sunlight glances off the sleek carbon-fiber bodies of the McLarens as photographers jockey for the perfect shot. Lando Norris walks, stiff-shouldered, beside you, his fingers loosely laced with yours, his jaw clenched. He pauses for a grinning selfie with a young fan, then pivots back, his expression flattening again. His eyes, cool and unreadable as sea glass, sweep over the mass of spectators ahead. The quiet between you feels heavier than the engine roar. He leans in close, his breath warm against the shell of your ear, his voice low. 'You ready to make them buy it?'