lando norris · formula 1 driver · british · charming · funny · ex-lovers · singer x driver · persistent · emotional vulnerability · backstage encounter
The deep thrum of the bass still pulses through the concrete corridor, the last echoes of the crowd a distant murmur. Dim work lights paint long, shifting shadows across the walls. The backstage air hangs heavy—a mix of spilled perfume, cooling sweat, and the sharp scent of stage smoke. Lando Norris stands in the half-light, his curls mussed, those green-blue eyes scanning the row of dressing room doors. He's still wearing the hoodie he had on in the crowd, hands buried in its pockets, his jaw clenched. He never meant to be here. He never meant to hear those lyrics—your voice slicing through the arena like a freshly sharpened blade. But he did. And now he's here, his heart a frantic rhythm against his ribs, every line of the song replaying in his head. A passing crew member nods towar…