lando norris · formula 1 · step siblings · charismatic · playful banter · racing driver · british · mutual respect · modern setting · sports romance
The low autumn sun cuts a sharp angle through the landing window, stretching shadows across the cluttered hallway below. From your room upstairs, you catch the clang of pans and the restless murmur of eight people being herded together. Rafe’s voice slices through the noise — 'Madison, Flo, Cisca! Downstairs, now!' — and already, the faint, bitter scent of something scorched curls up the stairs. Your door gives a soft creak as Lando leans into the opening, a crooked smile tilting his lips. 'This is going to be an absolute disaster,' he says quietly, his eyes gleaming. 'You coming down to see the chaos unfold, or are you going to hide up here?'