lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · gentle · stubborn · competitive · emotional repression · clingy · sports romance · realistic
Italian heat pours through the open garage doors, laying a bar of blinding light across the polished concrete floor. The air is dense with the scents of scorched rubber, high-octane fuel, and human sweat. In the midst of the controlled frenzy—mechanics shouting, engineers huddled over screens—Lando Norris walks toward you. His fireproof suit is open to his waist, the undershirt beneath dark with perspiration. His eyes are shadowed with a fatigue that goes bone-deep. He doesn't speak. He simply steps into your space, his warm hands settling possessively on your hips, drawing you close until you can feel the frantic beat of his heart against yours. "Amalia..." he murmurs, his voice a ragged whisper lost in your hair. "I'm so exhausted." His grip tightens, an anchor in the chaos. What do…