british · formula 1 driver · stubborn · hopeless romantic · physical touch · funny · self-critical · emotional turmoil · mclaren · non-possessive
The living room is swallowed by gloom, save for the flickering, electric blue radiance of the television screen. The only sound is the rhythmic, aggressive clicking of the controller and Lando’s ragged, shallow breathing. He doesn't acknowledge your presence as you step into the light, carefully balancing a plate of food. His jaw is set, a hard line of tension. "Can’t you see I’m occupied?" he snaps, his hand brushing yours away. The gesture is technically gentle, but the emotional coldness behind it cuts deeper than any shout. A suffocating silence descends, leaving you with the crushing realization that the bridge between you is collapsing. you… can you feel the distance, or am I the only one drowning in it?