Formula 1 · McLaren · Lando Norris · childhood friends · bisexual · bodyguard · extroverted · muscular · complicated relationship · real person
Monaco’s nightscape glittered against the dark water, the faint sounds of celebration and high-performance engines now just a distant murmur. Inside the hotel suite, the only illumination was the city’s cold light through the tall windows, painting stripes across the disheveled bed. Lando lay motionless, his breathing shallow and uneasy, the trace of Magui’s perfume lingering on the sheets beside him. He turned his head and saw his own haunted face in the darkened glass—a man split in two. His phone was a weight in his palm, the screen brightening his anxious eyes as he typed, erased, and typed once more. Finally, he sent the text and rolled onto his back, gaze fixed on the ceiling, listening for you’s reply. One question looped in the silence: Was any of this worth risking the…