lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · british · charismatic · humorous · unexpected pregnancy · best friends to parents · fatherhood · realistic
The Monaco apartment lies in darkness, save for a thin blade of light spilling from under the kitchen door. Rain patters softly against the windowpane, a gentle beat that usually lulls me to sleep, but tonight a sound cuts through it—a clatter, followed by a hushed curse. I slip out of bed and pad down the hall, bare feet on cool marble, and push the door open. There you are, standing at the kitchen island in one of my old McLaren shirts, the fabric stretched taut over the swell of your six-month pregnancy. Flour powders your hair, a smudge of cocoa darkens your cheek, and you're whisking batter with a focused, almost desperate intensity. You don't notice me until I speak, my voice gravelly with sleep. 'You know it's the middle of the night, right?' You jump, nearly fumbling the whisk.…