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goldsainz · 1 year ago

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PAPER RINGS — one shot.

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

MASTERLIST.

taglist: @lorarri @lpab @noncannonships @lunnnix @elliegrey2803 @schumacheer @saintslewis @leoramage @ellswilliams @toomuchdelusion @anthonykatebridgerton @enhacolor @gulabjamoon @weweeweewa @forza55 @goldenleclerc @ravisinghs-wife @messycigarette @hobiismyhopeu

request: “paper rings with charles with charles leclerc”

NOTE: happy 26th birthday to charles! i wrote this on a whim, but i really wanted to publish something for his birthday but also because i'm weirdly inspired lately and i'm trying to take advantage of it😭 (had to repost bc it wasn’t showing up in the tags)

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yoursername our little getaway 🌊

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charles_leclerc The most beautiful woman ever

⤷ yoursername i’m the luckiest to have you

⤷ charles_leclerc Not luckier than me for having you

ynfan1 they're so hot i can't

ynfan2 i'm obsessed with them

charlesfan1 F1 IT COUPLE IKTR

ynfan3 i need a man who'll take me to the beach when it's winter

lilymhe you guys are so cute ☹️🩷

⤷ yoursername YOU are so cute

⤷ alex_albon Why don't we all calm down...

⤷ lilymhe who invited you to this conversation again?

⤷ alex_albon Oh.

charlesfan2 some of you don't understand, but they are my parents... they just don't know it, but they are

charlesfan3 where can i get a charles leclerc of my own?

francisca.cgomes we need a girl's getaway now!

⤷ carmenmmundt I second this!!

⤷ lilymhe i third this!!!

⤷ yourusername booking the flights as we speak 🤌

yourusername posted an instagram story!

landonorris responded to your story!

landonorris

If you want him to propose you need to SAY IT

Charles cannot catch a hint to save his life

yourusername

…

i’m manifesting it

landonorris

This is how you manifest?

No wonder he hasn’t proposed yet

yourusername

bye

text me back when you’re in a relationship

landonorris

😐

yourusername posted an instagram story!

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charles_leclerc When I first went ring shopping the man at the counter asked me how shiny and how big I wanted the ring to be. I remember you telling me that while you liked shiny things, you'd marry me with paper rings. I had no doubt in my mind that you'd adore any ring I got you, but still, one ring wouldn't suffice.

My love for you is infinite. I hope that I get to see you laugh for as long as I live, that you always rant to me about the books you read, that you feel safe with me.

You were always the one I wanted, even when you wore Red Bull merch because they invited you to the paddock.

You'll always be the one I want.

I can't wait to marry you, ma vie.

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yoursername it's you and i forever 🤍

⤷ charles_leclerc Always 🤍

pierregasly I better be the best man

⤷ arthur_leclerc I think there's a clear answer here...

⤷ lorenzotl And it's not either of you

carlossainz55 Felicitaciones! Ya era hora de que se comprometieran 😂 Congratulations! It was about time you got engaged

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leclerc_pascale Quelle bonne nouvelle ! J'ai hâte que Y/N fasse officiellement partie de la famille 😊 What great news ! ! can't wait for Y/N to officially become part of the family

⤷ charles_leclerc Merci, maman. Nous t'aimons ❤️ Thank you, mum. We love you

⤷ yoursername merci beaucoup de m'avoir acceptée dans votre famille 🫶 thank you very much for accepting me into your family

sebastianvettel Congratulations! Hanna and I wish you both the best.

⤷ charles_leclerc Danke, Seb!

landonorris Did she cry? Be honest.

⤷ yoursername charles, if you answer that you're sleeping on the couch.

⤷ landonorris YOU SO CRIED

⤷ yoursername says the guy who cries when there's fish near him...

⤷ landonorris Look at you shaming people for their fears

⤷ charles_leclerc I don't know if I should be concerned or not

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darling-flora · 3 months ago

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main thing 1

lewis hamilton x yn model - social media au

fc : bella hadid

[part 1]

[part 2]

[part 3]

[part 4]

Note : This is my first post & smau on tumblr so let me know what you think !! ❤

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yourinstagram Off-White 2023 Ready-to-Wear.

Always a pleasure to walk for virgil. 💙

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devonleecarlson ICON !!!

devonleecarlson you absoulutly owned this runway ❤

↳yourinstagram ohhh thank you dev 😘

y/nfan1 ate down 💅

lewishamilton an honor to watch this show, you rocked it 👊🏾 ❤!

↳yourinstagram ty ty 😊

lhamfan3 oh lewis don't be so obvious

↳lhamfan3 but please be obvious because i get it....

y/nfan2 every time y/n has walked for off-white it's always iconic !!

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yourinstagram last nite & this morning

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devonleecarlson MHMM thinking things about this post...

↳yourinstagram 🤭

jessejostark cuties !!!!!!!!!!

y/nfan3 now who took the last pic .....

laurenperez nice seeing you bb

↳yourinstagram always on the go !! missed you 💋

lhamfan4 last picture.... plus devon's comment 🤔💭

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f1gossips Model Y/N L/N seen arriving in Barcelona ahead of the Spanish GP amid rumors of romance with Lewis Hamilton.

What do you think ?

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lhamfan44 omg are we getting wag y/n l/n im so here for this !!

lhamfan56 what if she's just a friend ?? 😭

y/nfan4 she's definitely going to the gp

↳y/nfan4 i just hope shes going for lewis 🤞

mercfan2 i doubt they're dating

↳lhamfan23 why ? ↳mercfan2 he's been too public with her he's usually sneaky when he's dating/hooking up with someone ↳lhamfan23 maybe he really likes her and isn't just hooking up with her 🙄🤷‍♀️

y/nfan81 excited to see what they'll both wear

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f1gossips Model Y/N L/N seen leaving Circuit de Barcelona-Catalunya after watching qualifying in Lewis Hamilton's driver room, she's rumored to have been picked up by Lewis but it's not confirmed.

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[ caption : omw to watch my man secure a podium 🏆💋]

[ caption : i mean... what did i say 🤭]

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yourinstagram Barcelona with my love has been wonderful, see you next year ❤

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devonleecarlson omfg my parents 😭😭

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lewishamilton wouldn't want anyone else by my side ❤

↳yourinstagram 😘 love you ↳lewishamilton love you more than you know !!! 💞

fencer these two !! 🥺

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lhamfan5 see😭you😭next😭year😭 at the spain gp... i love them together already 🤞

carmenmmundt gorgeous girl, im so happy for you too !! ❣

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mercedesamgf1 merc girl 4ever !!

↳y/nfan32 well... 44 girl forever... liked by yourinstagram ↳lhamfan2 oop not the merc shade...

georgerussell63 finally..... im terrible at keeping secrets

↳yourinstagram george you knew for like only a few days.... ↳georgerussell63 i know, i almost told the uber driver just because i wanted to tell somebody ↳yourinstagram 😭

lh44lvrr I WAS RIGHT AND NOBODY BELIEVED ME

↳y/nfan12 sorry 💔

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lewishamilton Spain in pictures by y/n + pictures of my love y/n 🤍

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halarealmadridd · 4 months ago

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she’s an icon

pairing. jude bellingham x model!reader genre. smau + written warnings. none request. hey can you pls write something about jude with a model reader. She’s super successful and ‘brought supermodels back’. shes over all just so amazing and confident. and jude is like- OBSESSED with her. he loves her so much, she loves him too but, he is soooooo in love and adores reader. thank you lovely ❤️❤️❤️🎀 face claim. bella hadid author’s note. i’m sorry for being inactive ☹️ hope you enjoy this 🤍🤍

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itsjustyn should i change to a country singer

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gigihadid yes?? except you wouldn’t be successful cause you can’t sing

↪️ itsjustyn the shade????

judebellingham SHE IS MY FUTURE WIFE GUYS I WON IN LIFE

↪️ itsjustyn i won in life by dating a gremlin

↪️ judebellingham are you cheating cause i’m not a gremling

↪️ itsjustyn you very much are one xx

jennaortega off topic but where is your top from

↪️ itsjustyn honestly i forgot

↪️ jennaortega happens 🤷‍♀️

user1 she brought modeling back, change my mind.

↪️ user2 she didn’t lmao 😂😂

↪️ user3 jealous of her much??

user4 can you sign my hand so i can get it tattooed and flex on my friends

↪️ itsjustyn the problem is idk where you are

↪️ user5 NO WAY SHE REPLIED

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itsjustyn

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itsjustyn thank you for this opportunity @ charlottetilbury 🩷🩷

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charlottetilbury it was a pleasure to work with you 🤍

↪️ itsjustyn 🫶

judebellingham i love you so much it’s cray-cray

↪️ itsjustyn i love you too

↪️ judebellingham seriously, just i love you too ☹️??

↪️ itsjustyn okay i’m sorry i love you till my death you are my ride or die you are my everything if you have 0 fans i am dead

↪️ judebellingham better

judebellingham you are perfection, still can’t believe i’m dating you liked by creator

↪️ user1 down bad much?😂

user2 she is so pretty what the hell

adrianalima mas que beleza 😍 (what a beauty)

↪️ itsjustyn 🩷🩷🩷

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“babe, did i ever tell you how much i love you and how beautiful you are?” jude interrupted the comforting silence, looking at you, slightly tilting his head.

“yes, many times” you chuckled, burying your head deeper into the warmth of your boyfriends chest.

you loved nights like this, where you would find comfort in each other and slowly fall asleep in the dim light from the fake candle on the bedside table, laying in bed, laughing like fools.

jude would remind you for your success on multiple times of the day. you could almost say that you were suffering from success. was it annoying sometimes? yes. but is it heartwarming to see that your lover cares a lot about you and keeps up with your recent collaborations? also yes.

you shared one last kiss and then you both dozed off, tangled in each other.

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mclacedes · 4 days ago

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Shameless (LN4 SMAU)

1. something awful

warnings: nothing, but there might be suggestive content

summary: in which people suspect the singer Y/N Stella left the Miami GP after party earlier because of Lando

pairing: lando norris x fem!singer!stella!reader

face claim: camila cabello / kendall jenner

WC: 3.3k

✧ next up

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . MAY. 　⁺ 　 . ✦

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paddockgirl: Spotted: the ever-dazzling Y/N Stella, slipping away from Miami’s hottest ticket—Lando Norris' maiden F1 victory after-party—way earlier than expected. Draped in designer and with her usual charm, the pop starlet didn’t stay to bask in the post-win glow. Instead, she was seen hurrying off alongside Bella Hadid and Y/BFF, each departing in separate cars.

Was the night too electric, or was something more simmering beneath the surface? With those hurried steps and that unbothered demeanor, it seems Y/N was in a rush to leave the celebrations behind. No word yet on what—or who—might have prompted her sudden exit, but in the world of fast cars and even faster whispers, one thing’s for sure: the story doesn’t end here.

You know you love this,

XOXO, the paddock girl

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user5: ok is it just me or she looks disturbed?

user3: ok what is going on

landofan4: WJAT IS THE MIAMI GP WINNER DOING IN THE LIKES???????? WTF

ynfan8: lando liking this means something.... right?

ynfan10: add fire to fuel lando!!! we love to see it

landofan3: god what is happening???

ynfan8: some fans (like myself) think they have a relationship

ynfan15: yeah sure if they're dating why would she leave her boyfriend's VERY FIRST F1 victory after prty tho??

landofan7: lando like this if you're going after her ❤️ by landonorris

landofan11: SHUT UP HE DID NOT

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it was long past midnight on May 6th, the night after Lando’s maiden victory.

the party had been good—electric energy, laughter, your father in his element, proud beyond measure—but you couldn’t stay in that stuffy, cramped place for another second, so you slipped away quietly, not warning anyone other than andrea amd zak to step into the cool night air outside the club.

the city’s hum was faint, the night, chilly. you looked at your phone screen to check the time: 1:12am.

you quickly ordered an uber, the car arriving minutes later. as you slid into the backseat, you felt the weight of the night sinking in. your mind wandered back to Lando—his smile, the way his eyes sparkled when he took off the helmet, how he looked so free and so alive, how you hadn’t been able to pull your gaze away from him all evening. there was something about him, something that made you feel all the things you didn’t want to feel, and it was getting harder to ignore.

Lando always made you feel like he completed something inside of you, like you could sit and listen to him talk for hours, just staring and memorizing his perfectly crafted features just so you could have the chance to do it all again in your dreams—the sweet ones and the wild.

you let all your armor fall near him, you let him see you and in return he… existed; he didn't have to do much to satisfy you. and he had no idea that his "baby boss" was falling more and more in love with the person he was every day.

the uber ride was quiet, the streets almost empty at this hour, and your mind couldn’t focus on anything else except the way Lando’s laugh had filled the room earlier, how effortless he made everything seem. as the car stopped in front of the hotel, you paid the driver and stepped out, feeling the chill of the night air hit your skin.

you didn’t want to go back inside. not yet. not when the night felt like it was still unfolding. so you found your way to the hotel’s poolside, the water reflecting the soft light from the overhead lamps. you leaned against the edge, arms folded, gazing up at the dark sky, the stars scattered like whispers above you.

it was quiet here. peaceful. no one else around.

so you just took the moment in: you let out a soft breath, trying to calm the flutter in your chest.

how was it that he could make everything inside you feel so real? it wasn’t supposed to be like this. you shouldn’t be feeling like this. but every time you looked at him, every time your eyes met his, you could feel it—something more than just friendship, more than the playful teasing. it was becoming harder to hide, harder to pretend it wasn’t there.

you stayed there laid and thinking for about an hour, letting the cool air settle around you, trying to push all the thoughts of him aside, but they kept circling back. it wasn’t just the way he looked at you or how he made you laugh, it was something deeper. something you didn’t know how to handle yet. but you didn’t want to fight it either.

you were at peace until a stepping noise caught your attention.

you blinked, slightly startled, as Lando dipped his feet in the water next to you, his gaze locking onto yours with that signature mischievous grin. his hair was tousled, his shirt untucked, and there was a casual swagger to his movements, even in his slightly drunken state.

“what are you doing here, norris?”

“shouldn't i ask you that, Cinderella?” he smirked, his voice teasing yet warm, the kind of charm that was both effortless and infuriating.

you rolled your eyes, but the smile tugging at your lips betrayed the fact that you were glad he showed up. “don’t call me that, Lando.”

“why not?” he leaned back, getting comfortable. “you ran off after midnight! it's the perfect nickname actually, if you stop and think.”

“no it's not,” you shot back, the corners of your mouth twitching in amusement.

“should i stick with baby boss then?” he asked, a playful glint in his eyes as he glanced over at you, waiting for your reaction.

your heart skipped. baby boss. he always said it so casually, yet it carried a weight to it that you couldn’t quite shake off.

"it's not baby boss," you sighed, trying to ignore the way your stomach fluttered. "but whatever, I’m sure you’ll call me something equally ridiculous anyway."

Lando just shrugged, unfazed by your resistance. “it’s either that or Cinderella. take your pick.”

you shook your head, but the warmth spreading in your chest told you that, somehow, it didn’t really matter what he called you. the sound of his voice, the way he spoke to you like no one else did—like you were someone important to him—was enough to make you feel something you couldn’t name.

"you’ve really got no filter, do you?" you muttered, feeling the tension between you start to shift. there was something about him that made it impossible to stay distant, something that kept pulling you in, even though you weren’t sure what to do with it.

“why would i?” Lando grinned, unabashed. “filters are overrated.”

he turned to look at you again, his gaze locking onto yours with that effortlessly charming look that made your heart race.

you two were there, under the midnight sky, staring into the universe's infinite darkness, the soft hum of distant waves mingling with the steady beat of your pulse. the quiet was almost deafening, the only sound the faint rustling of leaves in the breeze.

and yet, even in this peaceful, still moment, there was a strange intensity in the air between you and him. it wasn’t the alcohol or the high of the night’s events; it was something more—a quiet understanding, a shared breath.

“filters exist so we don't sound stupid, or insensitive. it's made so we know what to say and when to say it. they're not overrated,” you explain.

Lando’s lips quirked up, his eyes never leaving yours. “oh, c'mon, baby boss,” he laughed, rolling his green eyes, glistening with amusement. “there's gotta be a small bit of you that's like... shameless or something.”

you raised an eyebrow, trying to play it cool, but deep down, the way he looked at you made it hard to stay detached. you took a breath, the night suddenly feeling a little heavier than before.

“maybe,” you admitted, staring out at the water.

Lando shifted slightly on the beside you to get a better look at you. the warm glow of the pool lights danced across his face, softening the sharp lines of his jaw and the mischievous glint in his green eyes. he was so close now, his arm resting lazily on the edge of the lounger, his gaze steady on yours.

“then, quick, quick. tell me something awful,” he urged again, his tone playful but low, as though he was sharing a secret with you.

you hesitated, your fingers fidgeting with the fabric of your dress. you wanted to match his energy, to keep it light, but the weight of the night and his persistent gaze made it impossible to hold back. before you could stop yourself, the words tumbled out.

“lost my virginity with a guy who only did me because he felt sorry for me.”

the moment the words left your lips, you regretted them. the air seemed to shift, the playful spark dimming as Lando went still. he didn’t laugh, didn’t smirk or tease like you expected. instead, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at you like he was trying to piece together how anyone could make you feel that way.

“shit,” he muttered under his breath, breaking the silence. “i didn’t—”

“it’s fine,” you cut him off quickly, not wanting the moment to linger in the rawness of your confession. your eyes dropped to the shimmering pool water, the ripples almost hypnotic. “really. it’s... a long time ago.”

there was a pause, the kind that made the air between you feel heavier. Lando didn’t move, didn’t look away. when he spoke again, his voice was quieter, softer, like he was sharing something equally intimate.

“you deserve so much better than that,” he said, his words careful but full of conviction. “i mean... i wouldn’t do that to you.”

your eyes flicked back to his, and the sincerity there caught you off guard. Lando wasn’t teasing now, wasn’t trying to be charming. he meant it.

you let out a soft laugh, trying to defuse the moment, but it sounded more like a sigh. “thanks, i guess,” you murmured, your voice almost getting lost in the gentle rustle of the breeze.

Lando tilted his head, studying you for a moment longer. “no, i mean it,” he said firmly, leaning in just slightly. “you’re... all due respect, hot as hell.”

his words hit you harder than you expected. it wasn’t just what he said—it was the way he said it, like he was genuinely baffled that anyone could treat you as anything less than extraordinary. you swallowed, your chest tightening in a way that made you feel vulnerable but also... safe.

“you’re full of surprises,” you teased, trying to lighten the mood again, but your voice wavered just enough to betray the emotion building inside you.

“just being honest,” he shrugged, that familiar grin tugging at his lips again, though his eyes stayed soft. “besides, you know me, Cinderella—no filter. shameless.”

you smiled despite yourself, your fingers brushing over the cool metal of the marble floor.

“what's your big secret, Norris? your awful thing,” you asked, prompting yourself on one of your sides so you could have a better look at him under the midnight hours.

did he look handsome? as usual.

his tousled hair framed his face just right, the perfect mix of messy and deliberate, matching the black dress shirt, wrinkled and unbuttoned, as if it naturally rebelled against perfection.

the soft glow from the pool lights danced over his features, catching in his green eyes and making them look impossibly vivid, like they were lit from within. his cheekbones looked sharper in the low light, and the subtle curve of his lips held that ever-present smirk, the one that seemed to say he knew exactly the effect he had on you.

“oh, so now you want my dirty laundry?” he teased, raising an eyebrow.

“fair trade, i guess,” you shot back, the corners of your lips twitching into a smile.

for a second, his expression shifted—something darker, something more intent flickered across his face. before you could fully register it, he leaned closer to you, barely blinking as he moved toward you.

“what are you doing?” you asked, your voice soft but curious as your heart began to pick up its pace.

he didn’t answer. instead, he stopped once you could feel his breath against your face, his eyes locked on yours. his beautiful face was so close now that you could see the faint shadow of stubble on his jaw and the way his lips parted slightly as he breathed.

your breath caught with how he looked at you, his gaze intense but not unkind, the teasing smirk replaced by something that felt... heavier. his voice was low when he finally spoke, almost a whisper but laced with unmistakable intent.

“i know i’m drunk and you're my boss' daughter but... god, i wanna take you upstairs so bad. take that dress out of your body… you do things to me, y/n, do you have any idea of that?”

the world around you seemed to fade into the background, the gentle ripple of the pool and the faint hum of the city swallowed by the intensity of the moment. Lando’s words hung in the air, heavy and electrifying, as if the universe itself had paused to watch what you’d do next.

you swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest like a drum. his proximity was dizzying, his scent—a mix of cologne, champagne, and something uniquely him—invading your senses. you tried to find your voice, but the way his green eyes bored into yours made it nearly impossible to think straight.

“Lando...” you started, your voice barely above a whisper, unsure of how to finish the sentence.

he didn’t move, didn’t blink, like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. his gaze flickered to your lips for the briefest of moments before returning to your eyes, and you felt your stomach flip.

you blinked, trying to process the raw honesty in his words. the Lando you knew—the easygoing, cheeky driver who always had a joke ready—was nowhere to be found. In his place was someone far more vulnerable, someone baring his soul without hesitation.

“you're drunk,” you managed to say, though your voice wavered. “you don't mean that.”

he shook his head, a small, almost bitter laugh escaping his lips. “maybe i am. but i’ll still mean it tomorrow. and the day after that.”

his voice still low, intimate. his eyes searched yours, daring you to look away. “you think i haven't been biting my tongue for months? pretending you don’t make me feel like i’m losing my mind every time you walk into a room?”

your breath hitched. you wanted to say something—anything—but the truth was, part of you wanted him to say it again. part of you wanted him to act on it, consequences be damned. and that terrified you.

“i—” you broke off, shaking your head as you sat up straighter, trying to put some space between the two of you. “Lando, we can’t.”

the corner of his mouth twitched, like he was fighting a smirk, but his eyes stayed serious. “why not?” he asked, his tone calm but challenging. “because you’re andrea's daughter? because i drive for mclaren? or because you’re scared?”

the question caught you off guard, and you felt your defenses crumble just a little. “i’m not scared,” you lied, your voice trembling slightly.

“liar,” he said softly, his lips curving into a knowing smile. but there was no malice in his tone, just a quiet understanding that made your chest tighten.

you looked away, your gaze falling to the water, the reflections rippling like your thoughts. “this... whatever this is—it’s complicated. it’s not supposed to happen.”

“maybe not,” he admitted, his voice steady. “but that doesn’t mean it’s not real.”

his words hit you like a punch to the gut, and His words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of the moment. you wanted to argue, to tell him he was being reckless, that nothing good could come from this. but the truth was, part of you didn’t want to stop him.

the carefully constructed walls you had built to keep your feelings for him at bay were crumbling, and you weren’t sure if you had the strength to stop it.

“lando…” you began, but he cut you off, leaning in again, his voice urgent now.

“tell me you don’t feel it too,” he said, his green eyes boring into yours, his vulnerability laid bare. “tell me i’m imagining this, and i’ll stop. i’ll walk away right now.”

you opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out. you couldn’t tell him that, because it wasn’t the truth. you felt it—the pull, the tension, the way his presence made everything else fade away. and now, under the soft glow of the pool lights, with his gaze locked on yours, it was impossible to deny it.

“at least admit it’s there. admit i’m not crazy.”

you looked at him, really looked at him, and in that moment, you couldn’t lie.

“you’re not crazy,” you said softly, your chest tightening as the words left your lips. “it’s there.”

a silence fell between you, heavy and loaded with everything left unsaid. for a moment, neither of you moved, the world around you suspended in the weight of the confession.

then lando let out a shaky chuckle, a mix of relief and maybe something deeper.

just as you felt his lips brushing against yours, the moment was shattered by the sound of footsteps approaching.

“there you are!” oscar’s voice called out, his tone light and oblivious.

you and lando froze, barely inches apart, before turning to see oscar standing in the doorway to the pool area, clad in a matching pajama set and a sheepish expression.

“fuck’s sake,” lando breathed under his breath, so quiet only you could hear it.

oscar’s eyes flicked between the two of you, slowly piecing together the tension in the air. “oh… uh, sorry to disturb your peace,” he said, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. “but… your father told me to look for you, y/n. he is worried because you weren’t in your room.”

lando ran a hand down his face, muttering something incomprehensible before glancing at you, his expression unreadable now. you swallowed hard, the weight of what had almost happened still lingering between you as you nodded at oscar.

“right,” you said, your voice a little shaky as you smiled. “thanks, oscar. i’ll, um, be there in a second.”

oscar nodded, casting one last curious glance at lando before turning and disappearing back into the hotel.

“great timing,” he muttered, his tone half-joking but tinged with disappointment.

you bit your lip, unsure what to say. the moment was gone, but the tension wasn’t. and you knew it wouldn’t be so easy to push it aside.

“umm… maybe we can do it again, some time?” he joked, his tone light but his eyes searching yours as he got up.

he extended his hand to you, his fingers lingering in the air, waiting.

you hesitated for a moment before reaching out, your hand slipping into his. the warmth of his touch sent a jolt through you as he pulled you to your feet effortlessly.

“yeah, yeah,” you replied, attempting to match his casual tone. “maybe when you’re not drunk?”

lando chuckled softly, the sound low and almost self-deprecating. “fair enough,” he said, his gaze flicking to yours briefly before darting away.

the air between you was still thick with unspoken words, but his attempt to lighten the mood was enough to ease some of the tension. even so, as you let go of his hand, you couldn’t ignore the lingering spark that stayed long after.

“i might need to get some air before i go inside... today was one of those days,” he smiled faintly, his hands slipping into his pockets.

“sure, yeah. congrats on the race, again. i’m proud of you,” you said, your voice soft but sincere.

his eyes lit up at your words, a genuine smile breaking through the fatigue. “thank you, y/n. it’s good when baby boss is proud,” he teased, a playful glint in his eye.

you rolled your eyes, fighting back a smile. “good night, lando.”

“good night,” he replied, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer before you turned and walked away, leaving him to the quiet of the night.

as you stepped inside, your shoes on your hand, the cool air of the hall wrapped around you, but it did little to chase away the warmth his smile had left behind.

it wasn’t just his words or the way his eyes lingered—it was the quiet understanding in his voice, the unspoken connection that hummed between you. even as the door clicked shut behind you, you knew this moment would follow you, echoing in the corners of your mind long after the night had faded.