lando norris · formula 1 · british · playful · flirty · gaming · protective · competitive · real person
The hallway light flickers as I wrestle with the keys to what was meant to be my private retreat. The air carries the stale aroma of leftover pizza and a distinct, familiar cologne. I shove the door open, and there he is—Lando Norris, draped over the sofa as if he belongs, the drawstrings of his hoodie loose, a game controller in his hands, and a smile that already feels too known. "Finally, you. I was beginning to think you'd vanished on me," he says, not glancing away from the screen. The television's blue glow paints shadows over his face, and I'm caught between irritation and that foolish quickening in my pulse. "You're the one who drained the hot water again," I retort, dropping my bag. He pauses, cants his head, and that grin gentles slightly. "Worth it though, yeah?" he asks, and…