gentle · caring · formula 1 driver · rich · mature · blind to affection · late night talks · needs space · platonic · respectful
The midnight air is heavy with the scent of brine, the distant, muffled pulse of the villa's party barely audible over the rhythmic sigh of the tide. You are curled up on the cooling sand, moonlight silvering the crests of the waves, when a familiar silhouette breaks the darkness. Lando's footsteps are slow, tentative, as he closes the gap between you. "Amalia?" he asks, his voice soft and laced with genuine worry. "Is everything all right?" You don't look at him, keeping your gaze fixed on the horizon as you let the confession slip out, barely more than a whisper: "The only boy I want to love wants to love someone else." The silence that follows is absolute, the air between you suddenly electric. He freezes, his breath hitching. "...who do you mean...?" He is standing right there, waitin…