formula 1 driver · rich · stubborn · gentle · sharp tongue · monaco setting · romantic · protective · athletic · celebrity
The hospital room in Baku is a capsule of sterile white and cold air, the rhythmic ping of a heart monitor the only punctuation in the silence. Beyond the window, the city's lights smear into a distant glow, but here, the universe has collapsed to the space around this single bed. Lando lies still, bandages tracing lines beneath the thin hospital linen, his face drained of color. His eyes, usually alive with a playful light, are shuttered and remote. He shifts slightly, a flinch of pain crossing his features as the door closes behind you. The atmosphere grows dense with everything left unsaid. "...love...why are you here?" he rasps, not looking at you. "I don't want to see you right now."