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ughhh this is wayyyy too good!!! 😫😫😫😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 i literally have to go to bed now and i can't stop thinking about this. lando is equal parts hot and cute in this one, i love it so so so much! 💖💖💖

loverboy | ln4

hi, i finally wrote second part for tinder buddies! im not sure if i like it though, i've got an idea but i dont know how it went.

anyway please enjoy and lets cross our fingers for japan win for this loverboy!

i will let myself tag everyone who wanted to be tagged in part 2: @mickslover @formula-1-04 @petitefaeries @bayleewatts67 @xjval @kapsylia @teamnovalak @slutforln4 @shimmermotorsport @myownwritings @maydiamondsinthenightsky @mikadojohnny

summary: when it turned out that Lando is more of a loverboy than a fuckboy and there is no point in trusting appearances because they tend to be misleading

warnings: none

pairing: fem!journalist!reader x lando norris

Y/N looked as if she had seen a ghost. She clenched her phone in her hand and glanced at the spot where Lando had been just a moment ago. Yes, that Lando, with whom she had a brief interview a few seconds ago, Lando Norris, who drives for McLaren, her Tinder buddy with whom she's been exchanging explicit messages for over a month now, and who knows more about her body seen through the camera than any guy she's had the chance to flirt with in person.

The girl only snapped out of it when the camera operator she had been filming with nudged her shoulder.

"The team bosses' interview is about to start, I saved us seats."

She quickly nodded and tucked the microphone into her bag, throwing it over her shoulder. She glanced at the McLaren garage one last time before heading to the conference. After all, she was here because she had duties.

As she took her place among the crowd of other journalists, instead of focusing on coming up with questions, she picked up her phone again. It immediately unlocked to her conversation with Lando, and she hastily replied to his latest, unambiguous proposition.

"I'm a bit busy at the moment. If you want, we can meet later in the evening."

Lando was scrolling through Instagram when a new message popped up in his notifications. He smiled and swiped it open, reading and replying quickly.

"i'd be honored. give me the address of the hotel you're at. and be ready by 9."

The girl smiled and sent him the address along with a note that she couldn't wait, wishing him good luck in qualifying.

Lando felt his cheeks hurting from smiling. However, he locked his phone and set it aside. He knew that if he didn't restrain himself, he would bombard the girl with messages. He was so excited about the whole situation, the overflow of emotions building up in him could easily secure him pole position that day, which he sincerely hoped for. He wanted to present himself in the best possible way, knowing that on that day, one special pair of eyes would be watching him.

Y/N was also excited, but as time passed, she began to feel stressed. Not because she was going on a date with Lando Norris, but because she was about to confront someone whom she may have known inside out but in reality had no idea who he truly was. She was slightly apprehensive about whether Lando would turn out to be as he portrayed himself on his Tinder profile. There, she dealt with a confident guy who knew how to flirt, who knew how to make a girl's heart beat faster. With a guy who focused only on fun and ultimately only on it. Someone who knew what he wanted and sooner or later would get it, one way or another. Now, knowing her conversation partner's identity, Y/N was certain that their online acquaintance might only exist in that dimension. And just as she had realized before, somewhere in the back of her mind lived a lonely spark, nourished by the hope that something more serious might come out of this online acquaintance. Lando was out of her reach, that was more than certain. However, she didn't plan to dwell on negative thoughts because she had a chance for a pleasant evening ahead of her. She had no intention of ruining it.

Qualifying didn't come as a surprise to anyone, as Max was to start the race from pole position the next day, with Charles in second place. But to everyone's positive surprise, Lando closed the top three, giving McLaren the opportunity to start from third position. Y/N planned to text him and congratulate him on his excellent performance, but she decided to wait until evening with her congratulations. She didn't want to come off as pushy or, worse, as a psycho.

Lando, indeed, was pleased with himself, but not as much as if he had managed to secure pole position. Y/N could notice this on one of the monitors, where post-qualifying interviews with drivers conducted by David Coulthard were taking place.

"Great performance, Lando, you were on Ferrari's heels today!"

"We did well today, not just me, but Oscar and the whole team as well. I hoped for more, but you know, the appetite comes with eating," he replied, but despite the smile on his flushed face, he actually seemed not very pleased with the result. Y/N was packing her things when she observed post-qualifying talks out of the corner of her eye. "I wanted to perform particularly well today, but unfortunately it didn't work out. I hope tomorrow will be better."

The girl sighed and glanced at the contents of her bag, looking at her phone lying at the bottom. She took it out and unlocked it, entering their conversation. She wanted to send him a selfie, smiling and holding up four fingers with a note congratulating him on the result, but she thought it might be a bit silly. So, she quickly wrote an alternative.

"Speaking of appetite, I hope you're looking forward to dinner more positively than to your third starting place. In my opinion, you did great today x"

When Lando finally had the chance to reach for his phone and saw the message from the girl, he sincerely hoped to see her face again. He hovwever, was pleased with her congratulations.

"i can't wait for tonight. and I hope tomorrow we'll have better reasons to celebrate"

Y/N smiled to herself, throwing her bag over her shoulder and heading with the cameraman to the media zone to have the opportunity to talk to some of the drivers or team principals. She replied quickly.

"We?"

"tomorrow I'd also like to invite you to dinner. because i'm afraid tonight may not be enough for us"

The girl felt herself blushing, so she quickly put her phone in her pocket. She didn't manage to run into Lando in the media zone again, but she had the opportunity to gather some more good material. As the drivers began to return to their garages and the paddock slowly began to empty, Y/N and the cameraman also decided to return to the hotel. The girl was absolutely not in the mood to deal with the footage recorded that day, so she was immensely grateful when her coworker offered to spend the rest of the day on preliminary editing and assured her that she didn't have to worry about anything. Y/N breathed a sigh of relief, as in her current pre-date euphoria, she wouldn't be able to create anything suitable for publication. When the girl returned to her hotel room, she decided to take a long bath. Sitting in the tub, her phone lying nearby vibrated again.

"actually, would you mind if i pick you up at 8?"

Y/N smiled when she read his message. She glanced at her watch. She still had 3 hours before leaving, so she should manage without any trouble.

"Why, have you already missed me?"

Lando snorted to himself as he read her message. He would be lying if he said he hadn't. He wanted to see her again as soon as possible.

"if i'm being honest, i would like to be sitting with you at dinner already"

Y/N also smiled. It was cute and completely unlike the image Lando had built and which she had in her head.

"I guess I shouldn't torture you that much. I'll try to be ready by 7."

Lando smiled and squeezed his phone in his hand. Now he couldn't wait for the meeting even more.

"see you then, darling"

The girl blushed when he affectionately called her that. She set aside her phone and immersed herself in the hot water, but even that couldn't wipe the smile off her face.

At the agreed time, both of them were ready. When the girl stepped out of the hotel, she didn't even need to look around, as she easily noticed Lando leaning against his impressive car. He held a bouquet of white flowers in his hand and smiled as soon as he saw her. He walked a little towards her, but he had no idea how to greet her. Offer her his hand? Hug her? What would be most appropriate? He didn't want to make a fool of himself.

"Hi, good to see you," he said, unable to take his eyes off her. He bit his lip, but still couldn't stop smiling. "You look stunning."

"You too, but I'm sure you already know that," she replied, looking into his eyes. They were sparkling, brightening up his already joyful face. Even though he was wearing a dark shirt and dark jeans, his hair was slightly disheveled, and she could already smell his cologne almost on the stairs, Lando at that moment looked adorable, like an elated child.

"Maybe so, but it's always nice to hear it from someone like you," he replied, extending the flowers towards her. "Here, these are for you. And I hope I didn't make a mistake and accidentally buy you flowers you hate."

The girl chuckled softly and shook her head, taking the flowers from him and smelling them.

"No, absolutely not. I love white flowers, and these are beautiful. Thank you."

"Phew, thank god," he theatrically let out a sigh of relief "Glad I started off on the right foot."

"I rather doubt you don't know how to behave around girls," she retorted, following him as he opened the car door for her.

"Well, I'm afraid you might be surprised," he replied, helping her into the car and closing the door behind her.

Lando chose a very pleasant restaurant, located not far from the hotel where the girl was staying. The place was cozy and seemed expensive, but it manifested in a modest way, without any tackiness or artificial wealth. He reserved a table in the corner of the room, so they could expect a bit of privacy. Before taking his seat at the table, he pulled out the chair for the girl. She tried her best to remain composed, but the smile never left her face. This meeting and this whole situation was more than crazy.

"I hope I picked a good place," he said, sitting across from her. "I've never been to these restaurants before, so today's choice was largely based on Google reviews."

He admitted, glancing at her uncertainly. But seeing her smile, he smiled too.

"It's very nice here. Your choice didn't disappoint."

"Second victory in twenty minutes, going better than I expected," he joked, eliciting a quiet laugh from the girl. He then thought it was a good sign that she laughed at his jokes. It meant that this whole situation had potential.

Lando was genuinely stressed about this meeting. He knew well how people perceived him and what kind of guy girls thought he was, but the truth was entirely different. His hands were sweating with nerves in the car, and he prayed that the steering wheel wouldn't slip from his hands and cause some idiotic accident. Upon returning to the hotel, he spent over two hours searching for the right place to take the girl for dinner and did about twenty quizzes on what flowers he should buy her for their first date. Since he met her at the paddock, they had the opportunity to talk, and he managed to connect all the facts. He felt like either his heart would jump out of his chest or his cheeks would fall off from smiling. In reality, Lando was absolutely not who he portrayed himself to be and how he was perceived. And Y/N was slowly starting to realize that.

When the couple placed their orders and the waiter brought the vase for flowers that Lando had requested earlier, there was a moment of silence. Both were equally embarrassed, not knowing if it was because of each other or the whole situation.

"So," Lando started, rubbing his hands on his pants, "oh god, I don't even know where to begin. Should we pretend we don't know each other and this is our first meeting? Or perhaps the opposite?"

"I honestly have no idea, but I'm glad we both don't know how to behave," Y/N laughed. "But we can start over. Like it's our first date."

She smiled warmly at him. He reciprocated the smile and reached out his hand towards her.

"Lando, nice to meet you."

"Y/N, and it's also a pleasure for me, Lando."

She shook his hand. From that moment on, everything started to go smoothly. The conversation flowed smoothly, and there wasn't a single moment when there wasn't something to talk about. Lando turned out to be the complete opposite of the person she met on Tinder. He was also different from the Lando she sometimes observed in the media. He turned out to be a funny and very intelligent guy with interesting hobbies, not just those revolving around Formula 1. His big heart and incredible modesty also made it impossible not to feel sympathy towards him. Lando, on the other hand, wasn't really up for this meeting, he honestly had no idea what to expect. As it turned out, he met not only an attractive but also hardworking girl, for whom motorsport was not just a job but also a hobby. It also turned out that they had a lot in common, so after a while, the remnants of stress and uncertainty disappeared, and they began to feel in each other's company as if they had known each other for ages.

Their conversation was only interrupted by the waiter, who apologized and said that the restaurant was closing in fifteen minutes. Y/N and Lando both looked at their watches at the same time and were shocked to find that it was just before midnight, and the past five hours had flown by like fifteen minutes.

"Sure, of course, we'll ask for the check," Lando replied to the waiter, who went to tally their dinner. As soon as the girl reached for her purse, Lando looked at her meaningfully. "I hope you don't think I brought you here for you to have to pay."

"We can split the bill," she replied, looking at him and clutching her wallet. "People usually do that on first dates, right?"

"It would be a pleasure if you honored me to be a gentleman and let me pay."

Y/N laughed and shook her head.

"As you wish, Mr. Gentleman."

When he paid for their dinner, they left the restaurant together. Lando once again opened the car door for her, and their eyes met when their faces were inches apart as she passed him to take the passenger seat. When they were back at her hotel, the girl reluctantly glanced towards the entrance. She would have loved to spend time with him until the early morning.

She sighed and smiled sadly, looking at him.

"I know, me too," he replied, easily reading her thoughts. "But we'll probably bump into each other in the paddock in the morning. Purely by chance, of course, not like I'll intentionally run into you, absolutely not."

Y/N chuckled at his words.

"It was very nice spending the evening with you, Lando."

"The pleasure was all mine," he replied, smiling at her.

They sat in silence for a moment, exchanging silent glances.

"Would it be inappropriate if I kissed you now? Since we agreed that today we're starting with a clean slate?"

He asked, his gaze moving from her eyes to her lips.

"People don't usually kiss on first dates, but I feel like I've seen these lips somewhere before, and they've told me a lot of different, indecent things, so I think we can make an exception."

She replied, biting her lip. She surprised herself with her boldness, not to mention Lando, who just saw the same girl who he sometimes saw on the screen of his phone in the evenings. As soon as he got her consent, he touched her cheek without hesitation and pulled her into a long, passionate kiss.

Y/N returned the kiss, smiling into his lips.

"Have a good race tomorrow, and after tomorrow's dinner, I'll invite you for dessert."

She whispered, still centimeters away from him, when they separated after a moment. Lando unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, circling around it, opening her door, and offering her his hand.

"I think I can fit in dessert tonight too," he replied, biting his lip and looking into her eyes. She returned the smile and handed him her hand without hesitation. It seemed that the evening was not ending for these two, on the contrary, it was just about to begin.

#also being a journalist myself makes me feel all bubbly and giggly w this one #i work with celebrities so the mere idea of this happening to me is insane #lando's shelf #lando norris #f1

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📸: Mario Renzi

#no #fuck off #he can't be allowed to look this pretty #no absolutely not #lando norris #ln4 #f1

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his hard head can't think straight sometimes, but he'll come around 🙃 tysm for reading it! promise to have a next chapter up this week 💖

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗 - 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 - Lando Norris x Actress!Reader (Enemies to Lovers & Fake Dating AU) 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 - Lando Norris really messed up on the first time meeting one of Hollywood’s newest and hottest stars, Y/N L/N. But when his reputation gets too bad, she might be the only one who can save his career from being completely doomed. 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 - 3.3K | 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - Mentions of sex, swearing, alcohol and ANGST 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - Found some strength between the most tiring week of my life just to update this for you. Also, in advance, I'm sorry for breaking your heart with this one...

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𝐒𝐈𝐗 - 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇

“Get off me, you muppet!”, Y/N shouted between giggles, as Lando sprinkled kisses all over her skin. They were lying under the covers, with his body settled between her legs. She held him closer with her hands securing his waist closer to her, and he wasn’t planning on leaving any soon.

“You're not going anywhere, muppet”, he pressed her down the mattress, his body thrown over hers, as his kisses got dangerously close to her mouth. And when they finally met, he made sure to give her a kiss that easily took her breath away.

“I need to shower. I’m literally leaking out of every hole in my body”, she whined, making Lando open a smirk.

“Yeah, you are”, he said, remembering every dirty thing they did that morning. Now he was fully in laughing mode, letting out that beautiful giggle that Lando has, filling the room with all of his happiness.

“Shut up, you're so embarrassing”, Y/N blushed at his words, making his heart warm up in his chest. Every tiny cute action she did has that kind of effect on him. Lately, Lando found it more and more endearing to see her like this around him, and it definitely didn’t help his crush at all.

“Aww, are you blushing?”, he went down for a few more kisses, making her blush even more. “You're so cute!”

Their entire morning was spent like that; just the two of them having a moment alone without any bother in the world. Earlier that day, Lando woke up with Y/N still asleep over him. After sex last night, she didn't even bother to put on some clothes and just curled up on his body, already addicted to how good his skin feels against hers. And this morning, seeing her looking beautifully hot all over him made Lando immediately hard. So hard to the point where she woke up just to feel him come alive under her.

“Good morning”, she looked up at him and pressed a kiss to his jaw, making him smile tenderly at her. Even though he’s too horny, Lando can’t help but feel endeared at the sight of her. “Someone's already a tiny bit excited”.

“Well, I can’t help it if I have the most gorgeous woman in the world lying naked all over me”, he shrugged. His comment earned him a full kiss on the lips. Seeing how eager he already was also turned Y/N on.

“Do you want me to help you out?”, her hands darted down his belly, getting dangerously close to his dick.

“I want to eat you out”, he smirked, making her almost drip from how wet she instantly got.

“Since you asked so nicely”, she giggled as he flipped her around.

And that's how they spent their entire morning, with lazy and soft sex, just feeling the lightweight mood embrace the ambience. None of them wanted to get up. If they could, they would stay at that moment forever. And lately, times like this have been common for the two of them. Since Lando came to terms with his feelings for her, and vowed he would do anything in his power to make her trust him, their relationship improved a lot.

Every time he would come to her house, he would bring her flowers. And whenever he could – sometimes even when he couldn’t – he would text her to see if she wanted to hang out, especially when their team didn't prepare a public outing for them. Then in their conversations, Lando started to get more vulnerable with her, showing that he trusted her, and that she could trust him if she wanted to. And with time, it worked. Y/N was more vulnerable around him, slowly letting go off the banter and finding it extremely comfortable to be with Lando. The banter and the mood swings didn't exist anymore. Now they just had a good time together, with deep conversations, laughs, cuddles and a lot of kisses.

Like a real ass couple, even behind closed doors. And damn it, it was scary.

As Y/N felt her heart soften up for Lando, she would also feel it aching as she remembered everything they went through before. Every word filled with hatred and every time he mistreated her. Then after a nice dinner or some hang out with him, she would come home and cry her eyes out. She was falling in love with him, but she didn't want to.

So with every evolution they had on their relationship, Y/N would take two steps back to protect her heart. But she just couldn't let go of the intimate moments with him, wanting more and more of them every day. Lando had that power over her body that made her crawl back to him every damn time. It was almost like an addiction that was hard to give up.

“I really need to get up. I'm starving”, she pouted, letting her fingers wander through his curls. Lando stared softly down at her, trying to enjoy that moment for as long as he could. His eyes darting between her and her fingertips connecting the dots on his face. Y/N was the cutest girl in the world, in his opinion. And he didn’t know if this proximity would last, so he would try enjoying it as much as he could.

“You go ahead and get ready. Let me take you out to eat. We are in Italy, after all”, he asked, his eyes glancing softly down to her. “Put something nice to wear and you can choose, lunch or brunch”.

“Lunch is fine. I already had my breakfast”, she pecked his lips before getting out of bed. Lando laughed, throwing his back into the mattress. She makes him feel all bubbly on the inside every time. His day has been great so far.

Things have been amazing for them, but he knew that something was keeping her behind from trusting him. Lando was almost there, but he wasn't in the place he wanted to be. And even though it's been beyond good, he was frustrated that she still didn't trust him. He would literally bend over backwards to see her smile; and he could see that she liked being with him. If she didn't, she wasn't the type of person to do things she didn't like doing, like hanging out with him. So why wouldn't she trust him?

“A whole week in Italy and we spend the entire morning inside a fucking hotel room”, Y/N giggled when she got out of the bathroom, getting a peak of the city from the window.

“Come on, but we were having fun”, Lando picked a towel for himself as he admired her fishing for a pretty dress in her bags. “And we still have plenty to enjoy until tomorrow”.

“Then, you better focus on winning”, Y/N winked at him, making him crack the biggest smile. God, Lando wanted to win for her. He wanted to cross the finish line and give her the biggest kiss. He wanted to hear her saying she was proud of him. Although even if he finished P20, she would still say she's proud of him. She’s his biggest supporter, from no point days to podiums.

He passed by her and pressed a kiss to the crown of her head, making her melt with his touch. “Beautiful”, he complimented before going into the shower to get ready for the day. And it was those tiny little moments that made her stomach bubble with emotions she didn’t want to have.

“He's going to be the death of me”, she mumbled to herself once she was alone. Her cheeks were burning up in adoration for him.

Summer break had been so nice for them. Y/N had dragged Lando to California, where she would be spending a couple of weeks for work, and they had the best time in Los Angeles. Lando would show up on set with her, and then they’d hang out after she was done with the day. Not to mention that he loved seeing her doing her job, knowing how good of an actress she is. It had always been her following him around the world, and it was finally good to be there for her. But ever since the shooting ended and Formula 1 was back on, she started following him around the globe once again.

First it was Austria, when their team was surprised to see Y/N at a GP she wasn't even required to be at. Now they were in Monza, spending the entire week before the race enjoying Italy together. And so it went throughout the rest of the season. Y/N would only go home when she had work to do, making Lando tag along if he could. After all, it was just convenient that McLaren Technology Centre was very close to London, right? So while he had to stay in England, he would stay with her all the time.

“Are you ready? Everyone is already waiting for us at the club”, Lando peaked inside their hotel room, only to find Y/N standing in front of a mirror. She was wearing a beautiful leather mini dress that perfectly hugged her body, ready to enjoy the night out with him and all his friends in Brazil.

“Just a minute, I'm putting my lipstick on”, she turned back to the minor and Lando positioned himself behind her. He got her hair out of the way and pressed kisses to her neck, making every inch of her skin tingle.

“Might as well not put it on because I'll kiss it off”, he mumbled against her skin. “You look perfect”.

“So do you”, she turned around and fixed the collar of his button up. Lando felt the air being knocked out of his lungs as she looked at him through her lashes. God, she was so beautiful. “The Brazilian air has been really good on you”.

"I've been told that before", he smirked. “Now come on, I need to show you off to the world”.

As the season approached its end, Lando and Y/N became one of the most loved couples in the paddock. Brazil came to prove just that. The fans were loving to see the pictures of them enjoying São Paulo and its amazing nightlife together. In fact, when Lando posted a picture of them ready for the club, everybody went crazy.

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landonorris Brazil with my best girl 💚💛💙

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y/username damn it, we’re so pretty together! 🤞 ↪ landonorris damn right we are ❤ username1 MOM AND DAD! username2 *sigh* the best couple in the paddock fr username3 This is so hot, I don’t know who I am more attracted to username4 this is lasting longer than i thought it would ↪ username5 have you seen the pictures and videos of them together? lando is so ridiculously in love with her username6 I’m living for Lando and Y/N in Brazil

Little did everyone know that Brazil was a tricky time for both of them. That because, by now, it's been months since Lando started trying to make her open up to him. But it was getting frustrating to see that she still didn't trust him. And he did his best trying to ignore the voice in his head that says she would never love him back. So much that he downed three shots of tequila, even without liking alcohol that much, once they were at the club. He needed to let loose, and he would do whatever it takes.

Y/N noticed his actions on the corner of her eye. She had been drinking and dancing with Pietra, Max’s girlfriend, and her friends in the back, but her eyes always darted back to Lando, who seemed to be downing tequila as if it was water. Maybe he was trying to let loose before all of his compromises got to him. But when Lando’s speech started to get a bit messy and he started talking nonsense, she decided to intervene.

“Okay, love, I think it’s time for you to stop”, she removed the glass of whatever cocktail he was having from his hands and pulled him by the hand to get some water. Lando stiffened his body and whined.

“I don’t want to sober up, I’m fine just like this”, he said. “It turns off the noise in my head”.

“Lando, I know your head never stops, but this is not the way to shut it up”, she giggled, trying to play it cool, but he shrugged his arms off her grip.

“I wanna dance”, he stated, before putting his hand out for her to join him. But wanting him to stop with the act, Y/N stood in her place and crossed her arms. “You never want to do things with me! You don’t want to dance, you don’t want to be vulnerable with me. I’m fucking tired!”

“What the hell are you talking about? Has alcohol fried your brain?”, she frowned at his words, but Lando was already so out of himself to care. So he simply sat on the couch and started crying. Y/N immediately lowered herself to be closer to him and gently held his wrists, taking his hands off his face so they could talk. “What’s wrong, Lan?”

“This is seriously so fucked up”, he said. “You make me feel things I've never felt before. And I fucking hate it! I don't want to feel them”.

“What are you talking about?”, she frowned, now getting annoyed with his ramble.

“Why can’t you trust me? I thought we had gone through every issue we used to have and were now having a better relationship. So why can’t you open up to me? Why can’t you fucking love me too?”

“I’m not talking to you about this when you’re fucked up”, she stated, still in shock with the confession. Y/N searched for Max’s eyes across the room, who got the tip and immediately sent his girlfriend to call a taxi for them, while he approached his best friend.

“Okay, buddy. I think it’s time for you to go home”, Max helped Lando off the couch, and they slowly walked out of the club, Y/N right behind them with their things in hand. She paid for their bill while the boys stood outside waiting for a taxi.

“Will you be okay taking care of him yourself?”, Pietra asked, and Y/N opened a small smile at her.

“Of course, don’t worry about it. Just need to get his hard ass to sleep. And if we need a hospital or something, I’ll call you. After all, it’s your hometown”, the girls giggled together and Max settled Lando in the backseat of the taxi. Y/N quickly jumped inside as she mumbled a ‘thank you’ to the couple.

Lando sat far away from her in the car, and was very quiet as he glanced out the window. Y/N respected his silence, mostly because she didn’t want to talk about the subject he brought up earlier. But once they were in the hotel, he continued whining about them.

“I don’t know why you’re taking care of me when you don’t even care about me”, Lando dramatically said. He was sitting down in their hotel room bed as Y/N opened up his shirt, getting him ready to go to bed. Tomorrow would be a long day nursing his hangover. At least he had a full day before media day at the race.

“I care about you, Lando. More than you think I do”, she turned back to his suitcase, popping out some comfortable clothes for the night.

“So why can’t you be mine?”, his voice came out lower, weaker, as if he was on the verge of breaking down. He had a sad pout on his face. “Because I can’t do this anymore. Pretending to be a couple, getting to know this brand-new side of you, and still not having you trusting me”.

“Don’t you realize it’s hard to open up to someone like you?”, she spat out, already too tired of his whining. “Lando, everything you did in the past two years was make sure I knew how hated I was by you. And now you think that just because we have sex regularly that I can just forget everything in the past? I can’t pretend you didn’t hurt me, you know”.

“I did everything to change that!”, he said. “I brought you flowers, took you out for dinners and pampered you with all the gifts in the world. I gave you everything my body could give and I tried to be there for you every time you needed me. I fucking love you, Y/N, with all my heart. And you still don’t trust me”.

“You never said you were sorry”.

Lando was speechless with her confession. Everything he had tried to make her change his mind about him was in vain, just because he forgot about the most important part of it all. Apologizing was a big part of the puzzle piece, and his dickhead mind forgot to do it.

“Do you know how hard it is to fall in love with someone you don’t want to be in love with?”, Y/N started with her side of the story. “Every time I felt my walls crumbling down, I would build them back up because it hurt me to see myself falling for someone who has mistreated me for the entire time we’ve known each other. And no flowers, dinner or sex will erase what you did to me”.

He wanted to punch himself in the face. It was too much for him; the alcohol, the confession, her looking at him as if he was the most disgusting thing in the world. So the tears started falling again.

“I care about you, Lando. I really do”, she said. “But I don’t think I can’t lie to you enough to say I trust you, because I don’t”.

“You said you’re in love with me”, he kept his voice low, ignoring the words she had just said. His drunk mind only heard the words he wanted to hear the most. “I know that you don’t trust me, but I need to know if you’re in love with me”.

“I think I am”, she admitted, making Lando pop out a smile, only to be torn down the very next second. “But I think we can’t do this. Us. This thing behind closed doors need to end”.

And as an act of selfishness, Lando proceeded to fuck up once again. “You can’t leave me. You’re still my girlfriend in contract”.

“This is why we’ll never work out, Norris. Because all you can do is care about yourself”, she zipped her bags and was quickly ready to leave. “I’ll find myself another room for tonight. I’ll see you tomorrow, since I’m still your girlfriend in contract”.

She was ready to be out the door, but Lando held her by the arm and made her turn around. He was a wreck, to say the least. His breath smelled like strong alcohol, and his eyes were puffy from crying. He was the image of heartbroken. And he still fucked up too much to not have anyone to take care of him.

“Please stay”, he pleaded, going back to crying. He never cries, but this was too important for him. “I need you. Please, don’t go. Not now, not tonight. Not like this”.

“I can’t stay, Lando. This will only break my heart more”, she admitted, now her own tears starting to form in her eyeline. “Please, go to sleep. I have to go”.

It was hard for him to let go, but Lando pulled her closer and pressed a kiss to her forehead, making the tears that were welling up in her eyes finally fall down. His lips were on her face for the longest time, and she had to be strong to collect her things and finally leave. The next second, Lando was all alone in his room, without having anyone to tuck him in bed, and knowing that everything that was happening is entirely his fault.

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missnxthingg · 4 days

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i really really really really really miss delicate! 🥹

omg, i'm so sorry for taking so long 🥺 things are better around my house once again, so i'll proof read the next chapter and post it soon🤞promise

#delicate #ask #anon

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missnxthingg · 6 days

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nico talking about the importance of lando needing to be more positive about his driving instead of betting how far ahead ferrari would finish, lando who famously has spoken out about his mental health and nico who has done extensive sports therapy, only for damon hill to go "nico you know that's his dry british sense of humour, right?" super condescending like people don't cope low self esteem with dry jokes 🙄 old guard f1 commentators actually allergic to supporting younger drivers beyond going they're British🇬🇧🇬🇧#patriotism

#nico rosberg #lando norris #f1 #ln4

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missnxthingg · 6 days

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the head fits!!! 🧡🧡🧡

Lando wearing his trophy!

#lando norris #ln4 #f1

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missnxthingg · 6 days

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my head fucking hurst SO BAD from staying up until 6 am, but at least i got to see lando p2!!! 🧡

#he always gets one every time i watch the race live #now that they'll all happen during days #i can watch them all!!#proud of my baby

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completely random but everytime I see your icon idk if it's my inability to see but my brain kinda blurs it and all I see is shego from kim possible like it might be the colours or something😭😭

omg, i totally see it too!!! i think the colours and the position kind makes it look like shego

but it's my queen alexa chung!!! i've been a fan of her for years now, and i've had this pic as my profile for quite a few years now 🖤

#i think i've never used a profile pic for the fandom i'm a part of #but queen alexa is always a good choice!!!#ask #anon

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missnxthingg · 7 days

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searching for "lando norris funny moments" on youtube just for a cheer up after this sprint

#lando norris #honestly if lewis won at least i would be happy #but here comes max once again #f1

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also thank god the next night race for brazil will only be las vegas!!! i fucking hate being up until late to watch it

#but yes i'll be watching my man starting on pole #but like the actual race is 4 am here in brazil #fuck this!!! i literally have morning drum classes on sundays

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missnxthingg · 8 days

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woke up with a new tswift album AND lando norris on pole for sprint 🧡 life is a little bit more colorful today

#taylor swift #lando norris #f1 #the tortured poets department

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missnxthingg · 9 days

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Lando & Oscar play the "Don't say the same thing as me" challenge

#they are so boyfriends #landoscar #twinklaren #lando norris #ln4 #oscar piastri #op81

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missnxthingg · 10 days

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PETER CAPALDI Photographed by Rankin for HUNGER Magazine (January 2024)

#THIS IS EVERYTHING #peter capaldi

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missnxthingg · 11 days

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this is everything!!! i can just picture him looking so pretty and huggable with his hoodie 🤏 comfort king 💘 it's so so so sweet

* ✰. — labyrinth | l.n

summary: as @arieslost would say, “the friends to lovers connoisseur is back”! lando is the best listener, you’ve had a shitty day, and he’s the one who makes it all better.

warnings: i’ve been listening to a lot of midnights recently so this is inspired by labyrinth by taylor swift. university student!reader, friends to lovers if you didn’t get it by now, tooth rotting fluff, pining, longing, maybe swear words, talks about mental health and overall lando being the sweetest, kindest soul, trash writing.

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you walked out of the building your lecture was held in, taking a deep breath as you tried not to think about the overwhelming amount of stress that was slowly taking a toll on your mind and body. you hadn’t been sleeping much, too focused on your studies. it seemed like every time you finished a project, you got a new one thrown at you. it was all starting to pile up, you weren’t sure when you were going to break but you knew it was coming.

the sun was setting as you noticed the mclaren sitting in the parking lot, lando leaning against the hood of the car. you smiled softly at the sight of him, clad in a hoodie and a pair of sunglasses. he had texted you and told you he was back for a short break between races and that he was going to pick you up after class, but seeing him in the flesh sent electricity through your body. you were fighting the urge to run straight into his arms, but you did however pick up the pace of your walk as you neared him.

he smiled up from his phone as he heard your footsteps approaching, shoving it back into his pocket before he was pulling you into his arms. you let out a sigh as your head rested on his shoulder, taking in the smell of him. he smelled like his aftershave and cologne, mixed with the scent from his shampoo and laundry detergent. he smelt like home.

he pulled away from the tight embrace, noticing the slight lack of energy from your usual loud and bubbly personality, which he loved. he raised an eyebrow at you before he opened his mouth to speak, “you okay?”

you nodded, “just tired.”

he nodded back at you, “hungry? we can stop and get something,”

you shook your head, just ready to be back home. he nodded at your silent answer, moving to take the backpack from you before he opened the passenger side door for you. he shut the door behind you before shoving your heavy bag in the back, climbing in on his own side.

the car ride to your shared off campus housing was silent other than the music softly playing from the speakers. the playlist had consisted of songs you had mentioned to him that you thought he’d like, but you didn’t have the energy to ask him about them. you leaned against the window, watching the trees pass by you as he neared closer to your home.

he took several quick glances your way, noticing how quiet you were. something wasn’t right and he wasn’t sure what it was. surely it wasn’t because of him, was it? had he messed something up? forgetting about something? he wasn’t sure. but he was going to get to the bottom of it, that was for sure.

he placed a gentle hand on your thigh, “you sure you’re not hungry?”

you shook your head, “i had lunch before class, but thank you.”

he nodded, “sure.”

he pulled up in front of your house, grabbing your bag from the backseat before you made your way into the house. your roommates were in the living room, smiling saying hello to the both of you. they were glad to see he was back, even if it was just for a short time. they knew how much he meant to you, even if he only saw you as a friend.

“we’re gonna order a pizza, you guys want any?” lily, your blonde roommate asked. you looked at lando who shrugged his shoulders.

“i’m good,” he smiled softly, “thanks though.”

they nodded back at the two of you before letting you climb the stairs. you led him down the hallway to the back of the house where your room sat, pushing the door open before plopping down onto the bed and kicking your shoes off. he closed the door behind him, placing your bag at your desk and watching as you sat criss-cross on the bed, staring off into space. something you normally did when you had a bad day.

he knew you’d talk to him eventually, but it was killing him to see you beat yourself up like this. but nonetheless, he kicked his shoes off too and climbed onto the bed with you, pulling his hoodie off and tossing it towards the suitcase that sat in the corner of your room, the one he had dropped off before he went to pick you up.

he grabbed the tv remote from the bedside table, clicking on the tv, “movie?”

you looked up from playing with the ring on your finger, the one you always absentmindedly played with. the ring he had gotten you as a birthday present a few years ago before you went to college, a simple number four ring you always wore on your pointer finger. a subtle way to remind you that he was with you, even when he was across the globe.

you nodded, watching as he scrolled through the different apps to find one you both hadn’t seen. that’s when it slowly started to hit, your mind running a million miles a second as the silence had started making you think. making you think about all the overwhelming stress, how you put so much pressure on yourself to succeed and be the person you always wanted to be. and it felt like nothing was going to plan. it felt like you were falling behind in life compared to everyone else, like you hadn’t figured out what the missing piece to the puzzle of life was. it was exhausting.

you hadn’t noticed the tear slip down your cheeks until it landed on your hands, and then it was too late. a constant stream of warm tears falling. your uneven breathing was his silent sign to look over at you, and when he did, his heart dropped. he was quick to drop the remote and take your hand into his, the fidgeting with the ring stopping as he gently reached out to you.

“what’s the matter?” he asked softly, wiping away tears from your cheeks. you shook your head, lip trembling as you tried your hardest to hold back the sob threatening to spew from your lips. you took your free hand and wiped away the tears on your other cheek, feeling stupid. feeling like everything you had done, all the hard work, was just getting you nowhere. were you even good enough?

“i don’t know,” you finally choked out, voice breaking as you let him scoot closer, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you into his side, “i just…”

you cut yourself off with a sigh which turned into a quiet sob. you sniffled, resting your head on his shoulder. he rubbed your back comfortingly, resting his cheek on your hair. the smell of your shampoo flooding his senses as he held you, the smell of coconut and vanilla.

“it’s okay,” he said softly, “take your time. i’m right here, ‘m not going anywhere.”

and you did. you took your time, trying to regain your composure as you rested your head on his shoulder. the smoothing circles on your back didn’t stop, the hand that had taken yours still there, his fingers tracing over the metal of your ring. his heart tugged at the sight of it on your finger and how he wished that one day he’d grow the courage to finally ask you out, and eventually put a shiny diamond on your other hand. he was positive no podium highs could ever compete with the feeling of being in love with you, as cliche as it sounded.

you had finally collected yourself enough to speak, “i feel like i’m in a losing battle.”

he looked down at you in question, letting you continue, “i feel like i’ve been on an up hill battle for so long, like i can’t win. no matter what, i turn around and i’m smacked in the face and i’m just stressed and overwhelmed and i just..”

you trailed off, letting another sigh slip from your lips, “i just feel like i’m not fit for this. like i’m not good enough for any of this, i’m just so stressed out all the time. i can’t sleep, i can’t think straight. my anxiety is at an all time high and no matter what i do i feel like nothings fucking good enough.”

he listened to every word you said, letting you vent and ramble away. something he was good at, took pride in. he was always a good listener, letting people come to him to vent and talk about anything and everything, especially you. of course he knew when to give feedback and when you were just getting things off your chest, but it pained him to hear you say you weren’t any of the things you truly were.

“what makes you think you’re not good enough?” he asked.

“no matter how much studying i do i feel like nothing sticks, like i’m reading a bunch of gibberish and none of it makes any bit of sense no matter how hard i try. and i feel like im getting nowhere, and ill stuck being the loser friend who just clings to her famous formula one driver best friend.”

he pulled away from you to turn and look at you now, your eyes meeting his. those same watercolored eyes you fell for the moment you met him. even in the dim lighting of your room, you could make out every single beauty mark and freckle that made him uniquely him. all the parts you loved about the boy sitting in front of you.

“y/n, listen to me,” he said softly, his tone not having a single trace of anger or disappointment, “you’re none of those things. you’re so unbelievably smart, definitely the smartest person i know. you belong here, you deserve everything good that’s coming your way because i know how hard you’ve worked to get here. you don’t have to have every single piece of the puzzle figured out at the moment, i definitely don’t, but please, for a second, don’t ever let someone make you doubt yourself. you’re the kindest, smartest, most beautiful person i fucking know and it kills me to know you don't see that.”

you looked at him, heart pounding against your ribs. you watched the way his eyes scanned over your face as the silence fell back over the two of you. his heart had shot up to his throat as he thought about how he had just blurted out that he thought you were beautiful. of course he did, who couldn’t? you were the definition of his ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, your smile being the one he’d break his back for just to see it light up your face in the most captivating way.

“lando,” you breathed, “you just.. called me beautiful.”

“i know,” he nodded, “because you are. i wish you could see yourself the way i see you.”

the energy had shifted, now feeling like love and longing rather than the feeling of sadness from a few moments ago. he had somehow, someway, turned your world upside down just when you felt like it was coming to end. he had turned it upside down in a good way, because here you were, sitting in front of your best friend. undeniably falling even more in love with him, if it was even possible.

without thinking, you moved forward and pressed your lips to his. the shock of the feeling of your lips on his made his brain short circuit, making you pull away when he didn’t reciprocate the kiss. your brain automatically shutting down every feeling of embarrassment as he grabbed your face back into his hands, kissing you deeply. you kissed him back, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pulled you so close there was no room for air between your bodies. all the silent pining and longing paying off.

he pulled away, forehead resting on yours, nose pressed against yours. you breathed for a couple seconds, letting his lips brush against yours before you spoke, “i’m falling in love with you.”

he smiled softly, “i’ve always been in love with you.”

you smiled now, all the worries slowly starting to wash away. somehow, someway, he had managed to turn everything around. the puzzle piece no longer feeling like it was missing, a new feeling of comforting safety enveloping you.

and it was. because no matter what, no matter how uncertain life seemed, you'd always have him. and that was never going to change.

#lando norris #ln4 #f1 #lando's shelf

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missnxthingg · 11 days

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besties & readers

things have been really complicated around here and through many trips to the hospital this week, i'm delaying the last episode of delicate (because i haven't had a chance to finish it 🙃)

i'm absolutely fine, but my family isn't, so i'm taking care of them 💘

as a recompense, i'm putting out an extra chapter (also bc i feel like it needs one more) & some other extra blurbs

alsooo! i OWE all your beautiful comments a reply, so that’s coming soon! i promise

#i know i don't owe explanations to anyone #but i always like to clarify things ☺️#tysm for the support so far #delicate

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oooooh this is so cuuuute 💘 the lingering, her not wanting to leave and lan being a pookie... i loved it so much!

lovestruck | ln

the one where you end up in your friend’s bed after a night out.

lando norris x verstappen!reader

word count: ~2.8k

warnings: friends to lovers, reader drives for f1a (not really relevant to the story but it’s mentioned), smut MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!, fluff

note: based on this request. feel free to send more requests if you have them, i’ll try to go through all of them this week’!

"just one minute!" you yelled when you heard your brother knocking on you hotel room’s door for the tenth time in less than a minute.

"you said that one minute ago!" he called back from outside your room.

rolling your eyes, you finished putting your earrings on with a huff and walked to the door only to be met with the irritating smile of your brother.

"you’re extremely annoying," you mumbled, earning a laugh from him.

"and we’re gonna be extremely late because of you," max said as you two started walking to the elevator side by side.

and he was right. the party had already started when you two got in the cab max had called, and the traffic would make it impossible to arrive at a somewhat-decent time.

it was the miami grand prix, and after an exhausting weekend what you wanted as soon as you got back to your hotel was to take a long bubble bath. you weren’t really in the mood for a party, but max had insisted in taking you out to celebrate.

in the end, you had just won your first race as an F1 Academy driver.

just as your brother, you had been into racing since you were little. only your paths had been slightly different, and sadly you were a few categories behind him, but he always made sure to encourage you that you would make it one day.

it wasn’t easy, being max’s sister. the constant comparison between you two and the pressure that came from being a world’s champion’s sister making you question your worth at times.

"lando’s already there," max interrupted the silence that had settled in the cab, nudging your ribs with that infuriating smirk of his again.

"i don’t like lando," you complained, rolling your eyes once more.

you had known lando for years, and while you two were just friends, max was absolutely convinced that you were head over heels for him.

it didn’t matter how many times you denied it, he would tease you until your cheeks were burning red. before he could make any remarks on how your voice got a little more high-pitched when talking to lando or how you always were nicer when he was around, you covered his mouth with your hand, hoping that would be enough to keep him quiet for the rest of the car ride. you loved your brother, but it was a fact that he could get quite irritating.

small talk was made for the forty minutes that you were in the backseat of the car, and then you found yourself startled by the flashing lights and the loud music of the club where you were meeting some of your friends.

your girl friends welcomed you with a drink and you didn’t even had time to say hello to lando, who your brother had quickly found, before they were dragging you to the dance floor.

you were never a big fan of parties, alcohol making you more moody than cheering you up. so only a couple of hours later, you made up an excuse so you could go sit by yourself in one of the lounge’s couches for a while without having your friends tell you how boring you were at parties.

you had closed your eyes for a few seconds when you felt the weight of someone sitting down next to you in the plush couch, and the familiar "hey" that followed made you flutter your eyes open, an unconscious smile on your lips.

"not having a good time?" lando asked, looking at you with raised eyebrows and an amused expression. he knew how much you hated those settings.

"not really," a sigh left your lips and you shrugged. "max insisted, i wanted to stay in tonight. and my feet are killing me."

"try not to be the life of the party for once, will you?" he mocked you, trapping his lower lip between his teeth to prevent himself from smiling at his own joke. his words earned him a playful punch on his arm and you pouted.

you weren’t really sure how it happened, but in between playful teasing and giggles, he had shifted a little closer to you and you were resting your head on his shoulder, eyes closed as you daydreamed about getting under your bed covers and doing nothing but sleep for the next few days.

"y/n," lando softly called, making you open your eyes and look at him, a little confused. you had been silent for the past ten minutes, just enjoying each other’s company. "i called you a cab, you should get back to your hotel."

"i can’t," you quickly answered.

it wasn’t that you didn’t want to get back already, you just wanted to spend a little more time with him. lando’s eyebrows furrowed in conclusion, pushing you to explain why.

"max has the card to my room." that was a lie, but lando knew that finding max in the crowded club was always nearly impossible.

"it’s already waiting outside," he said, not questioning your silly excuse. maybe you were a better liar than you thought.

for what felt like forever, you stares into his eyes, his gaze locked in yours as he tried to find a solution other than cancelling the ride.

"you can spend the night with me," he suggested, and quickly added, as if trying to rub it off: "you were just falling asleep on my shoulder, you need rest."

a smile creeped up to your lips, not only at his suggestion but also at the fact that he cared about you, and so you couldn’t do anything but nod.

he guided you outside, one of his hands in the small of your back as you moved through the mass of people finding the exit, and once you spotted your ride, he opened the door for you and helped you get in.

it felt oddly domestic, despite this being the first time you two were together for more than five minutes without your brother being around.

anticipation grew inside you as the soft jazz music playing from the radio filled the car’s silence and in no time you were already in the elevator to lando’s room, his hotel much closer than yours was.

you watched as he opened the door, noticing how his hands were slightly shaky before he stepped to the side and let you enter the suite.

"i’ll take the couch," he announced when closing the door after himself as he watched you plop down on the mattress of the bed, exhausted.

you closed your eyes for a few seconds, thinking about how you could get him to sleep next to you as you heard him moving around, likely getting the couch ready for the night.

when his movements stopped, you looked to where he was, finding him just looking down at his phone from where he was sitting.

with a deep breath, you sat up and took your heels off, finally feeling your feet when you stoop up to take your dress off. you noticed one of lando’s shirts waiting for you at the feet of the bed, the corners of your lips going up at the sweet gesture.

"lando," you softly called his name, making him look up at you. "can you..?" you added, turning around and pointing at the zipper of your dress.

he hummed and walked closer to you, one of his hands moving your hair to the side gently, his fingertips brushing against your hot skin. you felt his breath on your neck as he found the zipper and slowly pulled it down, an unsteady sigh leaving his lips.

none of you moved for a few seconds, his hands finding home at each side of your hips, and when you turned to look at him your faces were only inches apart.

"you look gorgeous tonight," he whispered, his gaze falling to your lips as your arms circled his neck.

maybe it was the small amount of alcohol in your system that made you act, or maybe it was all the years you had dreamed about that moment. but somewhere, you found the courage to pull him closer and attach your lips to his in a soft kiss that he was quick to reciprocate.

his tongue traced your lower lip, asking for permission to deepen the kiss that you happily granted by slightly parting your lips. slowly, he guided you to the edge of the bed again, helping you lie down and hovering over you as your fingers entangled with his curls.

the kiss turned sloppy as you started getting rid of each other’s clothes and your breaths got heavier, sweet nothings exchanged with every item that got discarded on the floor.

"are you sure you want this?" he interrupted, pulling back to look at you.

a giggle left your lips and you nodded before answering: "a little bit late to ask, don’t you think?"

"i have to make sure," he chuckled and you could notice a hint of pink in his cheeks.

when you giggled, he gave you a small peck on the lips before reaching for his wallet on the nightstand as you watched him pulling out a condom from one of the small pockets.

you watched as he bit into the tinfoil and slipped it on, a soft look in your eyes and the hint of a smile in your lips. he pulled your legs back to your chest and positioned himself at your entrance, easily sliding in and filling you completely.

"fuck," he groaned, feeling your pussy enveloping him just right, as if you were made for him.

he watched your eyes roll to the back of your head as he started rolling his hips slowly, your lips parting in a silent moan.

the way his cock stroke your walls as he fucked into you made you whine, your arms circling around his waist urging him impossibly closer, your chests flushed against each other.

"be quiet for me, baby," he whispered, lips finding yours again and stealing the soft sounds that left your throat with each of his thrusts.

he was slow and gentle and took his time in learning what made your nails dig into his skin, making it hard for you to control the volume of your sounds, the room filling with loud sighs and shaky breaths.

"oh my god," you panted against his lips, your walls starting to tighten around his cock, earning a grunt from him. "feels s’good".

lando had dreamed about that moment for years, but he could have never imagined that the squeeze of your walls as you came around him would feel that heavenly. the feeling of you clamping down on him was enough to trigger his own high, his movements turning slower and sloppier as he rode out both your highs.

you felt his weight on you for a few seconds before he rolled to the side, panting and pressing a kiss to your cheek. you turned your head to look at him, his eyes flushed close and a soft smile adorning his lips.

and fuck, you wished you could stop time and stay there forever. he looked pretty, angelic even.

after a few seconds admiring his features, you slowly got up and walked to the bathroom to clean yourself, not without grabbing one of his shirts first.

when you got out after a few minutes, lando had already cleaned the rest of the mess and was laying in one side of the bed, waiting for you to return.

as much as you hated to admit it, it felt kind of awkward. you had been friends for so long, now that the line was blurred you didn’t know how to properly act.

"i should get going," you announced your return, looking for where he had put your dress. "max is probably back in his room, so i could…"

"stay," he interrupted you, his voice low and raspy. "it’s late and not safe for you to go alone."

you knew he was right. but you weren’t sure of what sleeping next to him would do for your feelings for him. surely, nothing good in terms of you most likely falling even harder for your friend. as if sleeping with him wasn’t enough.

"come on, y/n. max would kill me if anything happened to you," he added, patting the mattress next to him.

a little unsure, you gave in and climbed into bed next to him, keeping your distance. he smiled at you, pulling the covers up to your shoulders before shifting closer to your body, arm around your waist to keep you near.

soft kisses and caresses lulled you to sleep, and you woke up when the sun light entered the room through the curtains only a few hours later.

lando’s arm was still around your body, your legs tangled with his under the covers. you couldn’t keep your hand from brushing back the curls that fell over his forehead, a gentle movement that seemed to wake him up.

"good morning," you murmured when you heard his groan and he hid his face in the pillow, making you chuckle.

"what time is it?" his voice was muffled, but you turned around to look for your phone that you had placed in the nightstand when you got to his hotel the previous night.

“shit,” you whispered when you were met with fifteen missed calls and around fifty texts from your brother. lando looked at you, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

you didn’t explain further, too stressed about the situation to not get up and start getting ready to leave. you couldn’t believe you had forgotten to tell max that you were leaving early.

“what are you doing?” lando asked as you tried to messily put your dress back on as quickly as you could.

“max is probably wondering where have i been all night,” you simply explained, fighting to pull the zipper up.

“he knows,” his words made you turn around, a frown in your face as you waited for him to explain. “i texted him on our way back, you know, so he wouldn’t worry. i told him you were tired and he had your room card so…”

“oh, fuck,” you grumbled as realization hit you. max knew you had your card with him, so his texts were probably just him teasing you about your stupid lie.

“what?” he questioned, confused as to why would it be bad that max knew she was safe and with him.

“i…” you started explaining, too embarrassed about it to know how to do so without having lando laugh at you for your antics. you sat down on the edge of the bed, looking down at the floor. “he doesn’t have my card. it’s in my purse, so now he’s gonna give me so much shit for lying to spend a little more time with you.”

as you confessed, you lied back in bed, covering your face with the palms of your hands to hide the blush that had creeped up to your cheeks. of course, lando’s laugh only flustered you even more.

“if you wanted to get into my bed that bad, you could’ve just asked,” you felt lando’s voice closer to you, his body now lying next to yours. “i wouldn’t had said no, you know?”

the feelings that hid behind both of your confessions lingered in the air for what felt like forever. you felt your heart racing, and you wondered if lando could hear it too.

“say something,” he pleaded in a whisper, unsure of how you were feeling. you, on the other hand, were frozen in place thinking about how whatever happened next would potentially change everything.

“for how long?” you finally asked, turning your head to look at him. as you shifted a little on the bed, lando’s hands quickly caught your hips and pulled you closer to him.

you didn’t have to ask the whole question, he knew what you meant.

“ever since we met,” he mumbled.

“me too,” you answered, and before you could say anything else, lando’s lips were on yours again.

a sigh left your lips and you kissed him back with relish, regretting all the times that you had preferred to gaslight yourself into obliviousness instead of listening yo your brother when he insisted that lando did like you.

you broke the kiss with a giggle, the tip of your nose brushing against his.

“max is gonna have a field day when he finds out,” you said, making lando chuckle too.

“i don’t wanna be there when you tell him,” he joked, bumping his nose into yours and trapping your mouth with his once more, not wanting to waste a single second now that you were finally his.

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