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norrizzandpia · 9 months

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The Infamous Stream (LN4)

Summary: When Max streams and the chat goes wild for Lando and Y/n’s sappy love

Warnings: really nothing yall have at it (except for like one minor insinuation to sex? But its literally like two words tbh)

"Don't mind Y/n and Lando behind me. They fell asleep on my bed after being here for an hour." Max's voice cut through Y/n's unconscious state. Slowly, her mind noted Lando's chest against her forehead and his arms wrapped securely around her. His chest rose and fell at a slow pace and his lips rested right at the top of her head, slightly kissing her hair. If it wasn't for his hands refusing to let her go and the warmth that radiated off his body, Y/n would have gotten up and out of her sleeping position once her brain comprehended that Max wasn't speaking to himself, but to his chat on his stream. With his hoodie engulfing her body, she snuggled further into her boyfriend and tightened her arms around his neck.

"When they wake up, I'm going to tell them about all of you in here going crazy for boyfriend Lando." Max's booming laugh seemed to wake the boy in Y/n's arms as his arms around her tightened and the pressure of his lips against her head lessened.

Seeming to think she was still asleep, Lando whispered, "Quiet down, Max. You're gonna wake her up."

From her position against his chest, Y/n groggily murmured, "No, I'm awake."

Lando's hand came up to cradle the back of her head as she moved to look up at him, "How did we even fall asleep?" Her eyebrows furrowed together and Lando smiled down at her, finding her adorable moments after she had woken up from a nap.

Max chuckled, "Maybe because my bed is so comfortable."

Lando's eyes met Max's over Y/n's head, watching as the chat absolutely blew up over the couple, "No way, Y/n's bed is way more comfortable. She has one of those memory foam mattresses and everything."

"And how would you know that?" Max wiggled his eyebrows at the couple as Y/n blushed and stuffed her face back into Lando's chest.

Lando groaned as his head pulled back, "You wanker."

Finally, Y/n decided it was time to end the cuddling session that was being broadcast to thousands, so she pulled away from her boyfriend and hopped off the bed. However, she couldn't escape from the room quick enough seeing as Max ushered her and Lando over.

"Come on, you guys have got to see these comments." With Lando getting up from the bed and Max's hand hastily waving her face, Y/n took a closer look at the words rapidly appearing on the screen.

Lando_norizz

There is no way I just witnessed that sweet moment for free.

F1-loveeee

CAN WE PLZ TALK ABOUT THE PLACEMENT OF LANDOS HANDS??? IM SCREAMING

emma.loves.racing.

They're so priv abt their relationship i feel like i just watched something so intimate

landoismysoulmate

I have never in my life been so incredibly devastated to see two people be so happy and in love

Other comments continued to come in, but Y/n could only read a few. Each of them made her smile as fans talked about how happy Lando looked to be with her. The couple had decided early on that they would keep the majority of their time together private and to themselves, so Y/n could gather that the lovey-dovey moment everyone just witnessed was something entirely foreign. She wouldn't mention that Lando was an incredibly clingy boyfriend who always wanted to be near her or touching her whenever they were in close vicinity to one another and she definitely wouldn't mention that usually their cuddling sessions turned not-so-innocent after an hour or two. All she could do was smile up at the man who was already staring at her like she hung the stars and the moon just for him.

All of a sudden, Lando was hysterically laughing beside her as he pointed to a comment that was quickly disappearing behind all the other chats being sent in. Luckily, she was able to read the words before they were lost and when she did, she couldn't help but join her boyfriend in his hysterics.

Landohasnorizz

Lando heard the nickname lando norizz and said hold my beer

It was a sweet comment and Y/n was grateful the two weren't being bombarded by hateful remarks like some of the other drivers on the grid had to go through when they went public. One of the reasons why Lando had been so hesitant to announce her identity to the rest of the F1 world was because of all the potential hate she could get. However, after years together they realized they couldn't just keep it all a secret when they were likely to get married and live out the rest of their days together.

As if to cut through her overwhelming thoughts, Lando's hand came to rest around her waist as he smiled down at her and said, "I have no rizz. I really don't know how I got so lucky."

#f1 imagine #lando norris x reader #lando norris fanfic #lando norris imagine #lando norris fluff #lando norris imagines #lando norris x you #max fewtrell #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 x reader #mclaren #f1

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peoplesprincessgeorge · 2 months

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f1 + txt posts = true 2.0

#once again lance is catching strays but what can i say #his face is annoying to me #also ignore the fact that pierres eyes are blue not brown #this one im actually going to queue so i am actually trying not to spam #txt posts #lando norris #charles leclerc #pierre gasly #lewis hamilton #nico rosberg #sebastian vettel #brocedes #piarles #formula 1 #f1 #f1 + text posts #i wont tag lance cause im nice #max fewtrell #my txt posts

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mrsnorrizz · 5 months

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I love this video so much

#max fewtrell #oscar piastri #formula 1 #formula uno #formula one #twitch

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zillygoose · 28 days

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they are judging

#f1 #mclaren #op81 #lando norris #ln4 #formula 1 #twinklaren #i'm biting walls right now #mclaren f1 #max fewtrell #oscar piastri #landoscar

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twslug · 4 months

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have yourself a merry little christmas

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uglyducklingofthe2000s · 5 months

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Go To Vegas, Say Our Vows (Shy Series) -LN

You guys have been requesting a cute wedding planning part for the shy series, but after the most likely to video from the F1 video, I decided to throw you guys a MAJOR plot twist and since it's finally Las Vegas race week (not even sure it's a good thing), we're going to use it for this. You guys might not like me for this one, I don't know but I wanted something to refresh this series bc while I love writing requests for it, I also love just using my own ideas bc after all that's where this all started.

Maybe Lando should've seen it coming that the whole suggestion of a short engagement would stress y/n out. Lando's personality with fame, he wants a big wedding. But he also wants y/n to have the wedding of her dreams.

The problem with that isn't that y/n doesn't want a big wedding, it's that the amount of new people she's meeting and they don't understand her shyness. They don't understand when she says she wants something but then reconsiders how much attention is going to be on her and changes her mind.

Unintentionally, Lando has left most of the wedding planning to her because he is focused on work and then when he isn't working he just wants to spend time with her relaxing and she respects that so doesn't push it onto him. Plus she might be somewhat lying when she says she's got it handled..

So when Lando steps out into the hotel suite from the bathroom, having a shower to be fresh for taking his first steps in the Vegas paddock, and sees y/n quietly ending a phone with tears in her eyes and scribbling something in her notebook that's been half-filled with wedding notes and ideas already.

She hasn't heard him walk in thanks to the music Lando's been playing to get ready to and apparently is to lost in her thoughts that she doesn't spot him out the corner of her eye. Not that it matters since she takes a stuttered breath in and raises her hands over her eyes, digging the heels of her palms into her eyes and rubbing harshly at them.

It's only when Lando stops the music and is close enough to pick her up and put her on the table, pulling her forward to wrap her legs around his waist, letting her face dig into his chest.

"What's going on baby? What can I do to help?" Lando asks softly as he kisses the top of her head and strokes a hand through her hair. "Tell me what I can do baby, I can't fix it until I know what's going through your head."

"The wedding." Y/n sniffles making him frown in confusion. "I-I just...the wedding planner is always suggesting things and I'm trying to say no when I don't like them but she said that she's running out of things I do like and at this rate-"

"Well she's being fired first of all. I'll handle that before we leave." Lando frowns with a scoff of outrage at the thought of anyone daring to talk down to his fiancé. "How can I help with the wedding planner? I haven't been helping enough tell me what I can do to help more."

"I don't know, every time I try to choose something it always feel like too much for getting married...I want something that is something you would choose. I don't even care about the wedding anymore. I just want to marry you." Y/n states sounding stuffy from crying but she has just planted a seed in her fiancé's mind and he's got an idea he can't shake the thought of.

"Ok, you just don't worry about anything. I'm going to arrange a couple things and figure this out ok?" Lando promises making her look up and he winces realising the physical effect this has had on her. The physical effect he's been too busy prepping for a new track to notice. "I'm so sorry, baby. I'm so sorry for leaving it all on you. I'm sorry."

Several kisses seem to finally calm her down enough for Lando to guide her for a shower , mainly so he has a chance to make sthe beginning of some arrangements and recruit the help he's going to need to make it all happen in such a short amount of time.

"Are you sure about this mate?" Max questions being in Vegas to support his friend for what is already set to be a record breaking race for the lowest temperature.

"P is taking care of y/n, right?" Lando states not even acknowledging his friend's question.

"Yeah. Yeah, they're checking out the casino." Max nods while Lando sucks in a breath. "I can't believe you're getting married in Vegas."

"We're still going to have a wedding at a later date, but I can't help her plan for something so soon and I want to marry her before Christmas. So...we'll have a wedding later but for now...I just want to marry her." Lando states earning a laugh.

"I know you do. I think the whole world got that from you talking about the engagement." Max laughs shaking his head while y/n is being prepared for a surprise that P is slightly stressed about being trusted with.

"I don't understand, why do I have to be blindfolded to get dressed?"

"Lando wants to surprise you after having been an idiot and thinking that you should be left to plan a whole wedding without his help." Pietra states making y/n hum as she pulls on the dress that Pietra handed to her and helps her into. "Trust me, you're going to feel better after this.

"Ok..." Y/n murmurs before she sighs softly and shifts around. "It's not a grand gesture is it?"

"No." Pietra answers almost too quickly. "I promise, it's just for the two of you really."

Y/n nods letting out a nervous heavy breath which unknowingly makes Pietra worry a little that Lando is making a big mistake with his decision.

Lando didn't want to get married in Vegas playing entirely into the cliche. So instead he managed to arrange to have someone officiate the union out on a balcony over looking Sin city.

"How you feeling?" Max asks as they wait for y/n and Pietra.

"Good. This is the right thing to do. I know it is." Lando assures him while Max nods and smiles. "What?"

"Just...you're getting married man." Max sighs making Lando grin at him. "Never thought I'd see the day, I was so certain y/n would see sense before now."

"Twat."

Lando has made sure there's two photographers to capture this moment from as many angles without it feeling too intruded on.

Only a minute later, Pietra appears guiding a blindfolded y/n through the door. And Lando feels his heart stop, the sight of y/n in a sleek white dress. Simple and poised, the exact dress she had circled with a "1" in her wedding notes book. Lando had someone find it and made sure there was one that would fit y/n for the private ceremony.

"Ok, are you ready?" Pietra asks getting a thumbs up from Max and turning moving behind y/n to undo the blindfold.

"I guess." Y/n murmurs so quietly only Pietra can even hear her.

When the blindfold falls away, the dark lighting means she doesn't really have ti adjust to seeing but when she sees her fiancé suited and stood in front of a man who looks far too official for this to just be a date.

"I know I'm not your dad, but hopefully I'll substitute." Max states appearing next to her which makes her smile but there's a shine to her eye. "I can also be told that you don't want to do this and we'll stop."

"No. Sudden and leaving me unprepared seems to be his style." Y/n whispers making Max chuckle flicking his gaze to Lando and giving a single nod that it's going ahead.

Max walks y/n towards Lando, not necessarily down the aisle since there really isn't one but eventually she's out on the cool balcony and it's not long before her hands are linked to Lando's.

"Don't worry, we're still having a wedding but this way we're married and the wedding can come later." Lando whispers earning a small nod before he looks at the man stood next to them. "We're ready."

It's not before long that the two have exchanged the basic vows with the addition that the wedding would have better vows in store. Then Lando pulls out the simple gold band that fits perfect with y/n's engagement ring and slides it on her find then she returned the favour as she puts a slightly thicker but same styled ring on his finger.

"You may now kiss the bride."

In a dramatic movie-like move, he pulls he against himself before dipping her and catching her in a case that thankfully doesn't go wrong.

Pietra and Max applaud, cheering and laughing as y/n is placed back upright on her feet. Face hot while Lando grins then cupping her face and kissing her again.

"You are officially mind for good." Lando states making her laugh.

"Good. the rest of the drivers will never forgive you for this one."

"Most of them will be at the wedding, I'm sure they're get over it." Lando shrugs then kissing her again. "Are you ok? Feeling ok? You're surprisingly hot for someone who is stood out in the freezing cold."

"Yeah, just...a bit flushed." She nods then clearly her throat. "What now?"

"Well it's media the day after tomorrow so tonight, we celebrate." Lando smiles brightly. "Don't worry, you're going to be glued to my side and we can leave whenever you want."

Shy tag list: @celestialams @oosnapitskat @rivivie @leclercvsx @somethings-going-on-here @peqch-pie @toasttt11 @architect-2015

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inrockstarfashion · 2 months

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Lando just wants you in his lap all the time. It’s an easy way to be close to you without having to stop what he’s doing, like having a conversation, watching a movie, gaming, etc. However, the first time he did it, he was home for a weekend and spending a lot of time catching up on livestreams with Max.

Lando got an idea and paused the game for a moment.

“Babe? Are you busy?” He is greeted with footsteps walking closer to the room.

“Not really. What’s up?” You answer leaning in the doorway, one hand braced on the frame.

“Can you come here?” He turns his gaming chair towards you. “Please?” His voice is slightly whiny.

You give him a hesitant look but walk over to him anyways. He reaches out for you, grabbing ahold of your hips and pulling you into his lap before reaching for his controller, trapping you between his arms, and starting up the game. At first you were confused because he never said anything after that other than yelling at his PC when his character died.

“Lando?”

“Hm?”

“What exactly am I here for?”

“Am I not allowed to miss my girlfriend?” He defended himself while still locked in on whatever game he and Max were playing. Your heart melt a little bit at his statement and accepted his response. You readjusted yourself so you lay your head on his shoulder and watched him play his game, drawing random shapes on the front on his shirt.

Eventually, you got kind of bored and asked Lando if you could take a turn next time he died. He perked up a bit at your question and agreed, showing you the different controls before passing it off to you, removing his headphones, ruffling his curls, and placing them over your ears, letting you readjust them before starting another round. Lando wrapped his arms around your middle and rested his chin on your shoulder to watch you play his game. He listened to you and Max make conversation and laughed when you accidentally fell off a cliff.

“Chat is going absolutely mental over you two right now.” Max stated is disbelief, reading off some of the comments. “‘I want what Lando and Y/n have’, ‘The only thing I’m kissing is a shotgun after this stream!’” Max laughed and continued to read off a few more comments that caught his eye. Lando just smiled and squeezed you tighter, giving you a light kiss on your neck before returning to his original position.

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I’ve been binge watching a lot of Lando’s and Max’s old streams and the March 7, 2023 stream is easily on of my top favorites to watch. I’ve been working on another fic with Max Verstappen but it’s taking me much longer than I thought but watching the livestreams gave me this idea and wanted to get something out. Hope you enjoyed this short little drabble until I can get time to work on my other story. Let me know if you have any ideas and if you want to see something for another driver!

Ciao!

#formula 1 drivers #formula one #formula1 #lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #max fewtrell #lando norris x female reader #I can’t get enough of this man

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natailiatulls07 · 2 months

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Lando Norris x Female!reader

Summary - Being stood up hurts and it's embarrassing

Warning - Being stood up, Lando being forgetful, pet names (sweetheart, babe, darling, sweet girl, baby)

A/n - I wrote this whilst been sat outside my class because I arrived early

This was humilating. Stood just outside a fancy restaurant, Y/n had done everything perfectly - Her hair, makeup and her outfit. Yet she was stood outside a restaurant in central Monte Carlo, in the bitter wind, practically on display for everyone to see.

For everyone to see that had been clearly stood up by her boyfriend. And it's not like she was just some random women; oh no her boyfriend is a formula one driver and she was in the heart of the sport.

Everyone knew Y/n's boyfriend - Lando Norris. But where was he? What happened to the date? They booked a table at the restaurant but the Mclaren driver was a no show.

Looking down at her phone, it only told her that he was 20 mins late. There was no text from Lando, nothing to tell her that he was on his way and that he was sorry for the inconvenience.

Y/n's eye moved away from the phone to look around her. Maybe he's already here... And to look down the street, leading up to the restaurant. But there was no sight of her loveable curly haired boyfriend.

With a huff, she started to make her way home. Maybe his meeting ran over... The couple were going to meet at the restaurant and Lando was going to come to the restaurant straight from a meeting.

And maybe he had a hard day and probably went home to relax... She kept making excuses because her Lando wouldn't just ditch her right?

Slotting the key into the door, Y/n opened the white door with the rest of her remaining strength. She had walked from the restaurant back to their apartment which was easily a thirty minute walk and incredibly tiring due to the fact that she was wearing heels.

There were laughing and screaming coming from his office. Was he streaming? Walking over to the door to his office, Y/n knocked cautiously afraid that she would be interrupting a meeting.

"Come in!" Lando's british accent shouted, giving her the go ahead to enter the room. Once he saw his girlfriend slip through the door, his smile only got bigger.

Over his shoulder, Y/n could see the speedy chat on twitch on one of his monitors whilst Lando let his eye trail down here body and her outfit. “What’s got you so dressed up sweetheart?” He asks, still oblivious to what he had done.

She was speechless, was her boyfriend really that clueless?! Well aware of that she was on camera and that her boyfriends whole twitch chat could see her, Y/n just walked out of the room and took in a shaky intake of breath.

Upon hearing he intake of breath and watching her sharply move to escape the room, he followed. “Wait babe, what’s up?” The stream was still on and everyone could see and hear what was going on, even in the hallway.

Spinning around on her heel, Y/n now had fresh tears coating the whites of her eyes. “Do you know how humiliated I felt? Is this like some sick joke to you?”

To say Lando was confused was an understatement, he was try to rake his mind of what his plans were today. Meetings, meetings and then…home right?

And then his phone pinged, a message from Max. Luckily for Lando, his best friend back in London was streaming with him and could see and hear what was going on in the hallway.

You stood her up!!!

Remember you had a date today!!

It’s clicked. They had booked a table at this fancy restaurant for a date and yet he forgot about it. “Oh I’m so so so sorry darling! I completely forgot!” He was pleading now, hoping she’d understand and forgive him. His hand went to wipe away a tear but Y/n pulled away.

“You know how humiliating that was! Do you know how the gossip accounts will react to this?! Y/n L/n, wag of Lando Norris stood up in Monte Carlo, guess he doesn’t love her anymore!”

He knew how the gossip accounts felt about his girlfriend. They would often accuse her of using him or him not loving her and that she was just his plaything.

Quickly looking down and trying to regain stability in her breathing pattern, Y/n’s eye flashed back up at Lando. Showing him the beautiful eyes he loved, now filled with anxiety and fear.

“M-maybe we should end it…” The words he hated, words he wished she’d never say to his face. “Cause clearly no one except me wants this…” Yeah it was selfish of her to say that but it felt true to her.

Yet it was far from the truth. In fact nearly everyone loved her, and she wasn’t looking at the best gossip accounts. If Y/n were to even look at the twitch chat right now, she’d see the amount of people practically begging Lando to save the relationship.

Shaking his head, it nearly gave him whiplash. “No no no! Baby this relationship is wanted by so many people! Look…here” He gently took ahold of her hand, pulling her back into his office to show her the twitch chat.

lando4444444quadrant Y/n we love you!!

carlando455 Lando if you fuck up this relationship I swear to god bad things will happen

y/nismybabeee4 Queen stop crying, we loveeeee you!

Lestappen3316 No I can’t handle it if these two break up!

Whilst Y/n read through the chat, she felt Lando move to sit back at his gaming chair and felt him tug her down onto his lap. The overwhelming feeling of love and support from the chat made Y/n tear up once again which Lando noticed.

"Oh sweet girl..." He signed, thinking she was upset again. "That was meant to stop you from crying" His gentle hand moved to sweep the disheveled hair out of her face.

Not a second later, Y/n shook her head; destroying his work. "Happy tears..." She looked up at him with a small smile which wiped the deep frown on her boyfriends face.

Peeling his eyes away from the girl, Lando looked over to the chat. "Well done chat! She's crying happy tears!" He celebrated, smoothing his hands up and down her arms.

A cheeky pout replaced the Y/ns small smile. "I'm still not happy that you forgot our date, you're gonna have to make it up to me"

"Don't worry baby, I will" Nodding his head. "I love you so much!"

#formula one #formula one x reader #f1 #f1 x reader #formula 1 #formula 1 x reader #lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x you #mclaren formula 1 #mclaren racing #mclaren #max fewtrell #f1 x y/n #f1 x you #formula one x y/n

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eightyones · 8 days

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#81.gifs #lando norris #max fewtrell #this video was saaaur cute

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lewdo · 7 months

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#the way they can wind each other up like no other is so precious #also hello lando forehead vein ive missed you #lando norris #ln #max fewtrell #max #f1 #formula 1 #my edits

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norrizzandpia · 4 months

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hey 🧡 could you please do one with lando where you two just have that very special connection. you’re dating for years already and just became each others home / safe place and everyone around you can see? x

The words of this request are so cute like i love it

Also i ended up merging this with the ski trip 🤭 and a proposal bc what other way to best depict two people being incredibly in love than a proposal?? 😍 (i just want to marry Lando Norris)

Ski Trips and Smiles (LN4)

Summary: Lando and Y/n had been planning this ski trip with their friends for months, so she knows everything on the itinerary. Well, at least, she thinks she does.

Warnings: language, yn falling into snow, yn not being able to snowboard, sexual references, slight smut, they get interrupted tho, max being a weepy baby

Note: the one time im in a marriage mood bc i watched the bachelorette

Lando’s hand shook slightly as it rested in his pocket, clutching the black suede box that he had quadruple-checked was with him before they left the house. He didn’t know what he was doing, crazed and manic in love with the woman beside him. She was asleep, head on his shoulder as the plane moved along, quiet and tranquil because of its privacy.

Max sat across from him, eyeing his best friend as droplets of sweat began to form at the top of his head.

“You okay?” He whispered, gaze shifting to the girl beside Lando, the girl who had been in their lives for six years.

Lando nodded, albeit hesitantly, “Yeah, fine.”

Max’s eyebrows furrowed together, “Really? Because the sweat stains on your shirt say otherwise. It’s like sixty degrees in here, mate.”

The Brit’s eyes shifted to catch his shirt, the material soaked through around his chest and armpits. His eyes widened, “Oh shit. Fuck. How do I fix this? She’ll know something’s up.”

Max shook his head with a teasing smile on his face, “Don’t say anything, but I figured this would happen. I packed some quadrant shirts from the new line in my backpack for you. I can get one right now if you want?”

Lando breathed a sigh of relief, “Max, holy shit, thank you. Thank you. But, no. I’ll wait a few hours. Until it gets closer to her waking up. I don’t want to sweat through the new ones too.”

Max hummed in agreement, letting silence take the moment once more.

However, the boy felt sympathy for Lando, the nervousness that was clearly wracking his body at the impending ask, so he tried to reassure him, “Lando, you have got to chill, mate. It’s going to be fine. She’s going to say yes.”

Lando’s frantic eyes bounced around, “But, what if she doesn’t? What if I’ve built this all up in my head and she actually doesn’t want to marry me. I’d rather be her boyfriend for the rest of my life than take a chance and ask her to be my wife and have her leave me.”

Max chuckled, “Sometimes, I wish you could see yourself in other people’s eyes. You’d take one look at yourself right now and immediately talk about how outrageous and ridiculous you sound. You two have been together for six years, Lando. Six years. Let that sink in. Six birthdays, six Christmases, a multitude of times she’s been there for you, 130 Grand Prix, an overwhelming amount of time spent building you back up after racing took you down. She’s been a constant. You know that, Lando. You’ve lived through it. This is just making all that permanent.”

Lando moved his head to stare at her sleeping face, her closed eyes and slowly rising chest making his heart fill with a specific kind of love he had only ever felt for her, and smiled softly, “Maybe you’re right.”

“Of course, I am.” Max gave, laughing airily.

Lando’s hand came to cradle her head, nudging it toward his mouth so he could plant his lips in her hair, whispering, “Maybe you’ll be right.”

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Her laughing could be heard in the distance as Lando continued to ski toward her. Her head was face planted in the snow, hands messily placed beside her with her foot shoved in the snow, and, even with all the cold she was most likely feeling, the contagious sound filtered through the air and imprinted itself under Lando’s skin. Whether he got chills from the cool temperatures or the sound of her, he didn’t know. He would like to think it was her, though.

Lando rounded around her body, coming to a complete stop with snow spraying behind him as he fell to the ground.

“Y/n! Are you hurt?” His hands, covered in gloves, gently moved her body to sit up, a smile still gracing her face after the accident.

Her cheeks were flushed as she looked up at him with a mischievous grin and Lando was sure his heart stopped beating. Her beauty was a kind that was subtle, not truly reaching its full potential until she was laughing or smiling and only then blowing you away with such vigor, it took the air from your lungs. Sparkles in her eyes and soft features, Lando always felt a soft kind of feeling burst within him whenever she blessed him with her gaze. He remembered the first time he caught her sight. She had been a vision in a red dress at the gala his dad had forced him to go to. He remembered watching her as she floated across the floor, wondering how someone who looked his age could act with such elegance, and being completely enamored with the woman she already was at 18. He was obsessed, unwilling to look away, and when she looked back, he learned what it was like to be truly awestruck. Suddenly, she had grown shy under their staring and, when he approached her, the two of them had been a bundle of stuttering nerves. Lando later learned that the change in her demeanor was because of her already knowing his name at that point, already having a crush on him. He found it cute then and he still did now as she looked at him with the same light eyes she did that night. The same gaze she shot him every night, everyday, and every moment since they got together those six years before.

“No,” She shook her head at him, waving her hand in his face as she tried to get back on her feet. When she plopped back down, he laughed at her, apologizing quickly after when she looked at him like a lost puppy. He stood up before her, looming over her sprawled out body before bending his knees and reaching out for her arms. His strong, large hands clutched her biceps as he hoisted her off the ground, pulling her into him and successfully getting her to a stand.

Their skis clanged together at their feet, but the noise didn’t interrupt him from leaning down and pecking her cold lips. He smiled under her reciprocated kisses, blushing over her affection and providing some sense of warmth for their smashed-together faces. They stayed kissing each other sweetly off to the side of the run, wrapped in the other’s arms and completely removed from the world around them. That was typically how it was for them, alone in their own world and completely enthralled with the other.

Six years and that had never changed.

And Lando hoped that wouldn’t change for the rest of their lives.

“Oil! Stop fucking on the ski run!” Max screamed as he passed them, goggles on as he zoomed past. Lando moved his head to the side, giving his girlfriend a perfect view of his stellar jawline.

He yelled back, still tangled in her arms, “Shut up! Thank you!”

Y/n giggled at the two best friends, still surprised at some points by their antics.

He returned to her, head tilted down to lovingly gaze upon her, “How about we finish this run and then we can go back to the lodge? Maybe get a drink or two?”

His eyebrows wobbled, she knew what he meant, and she was quick to hit his chest, “Lando! We are with your friends. They are literally staying in the same room with us.”

He scoffed, “There’s a door! It’s like Max’s and I’s old apartment. We used to fuck in my room all the time.”

She rolled her eyes, “That was different.”

“Why?”

He hardened his gaze at her, challenging the argument she was clearly losing. He smiled triumphantly when she huffed his arms and wiggled out of his hold, “Fine! If you make it down to the end before me, we can go at it!”

His jaw fell open as she began to ski away, giggles ensuing and a sound that echoed in his ear even after she was out of hearing range. When he became unvexed by the sounds he adored to a concerning level, he pushed off and began racing down the hill.

When he passed her, he just smiled knowingly at her and thought of the things they would get up to that night.

—

Lando’s kisses splayed across her stomach sensually as his hands toyed with the hem of her shoulders. Her quiet, breathy moans turned him on to the point he had to rut his hips against the mattress to gain a small amount of relief.

“Like that, baby?” He asked as his hands traced her pussy over her underwear.

She whimpered in return, hands clutching his hair as she stared at the wall in anticipation.

He hitched her legs over his shoulders, burying himself between the thighs that he dreamt of continuously. Whether they were having sex or not, he always found this spot to be quite comfortable. He couldn’t count how many times he had come home from a race to lay in between her legs with his head resting on the low part of her stomach.

She moved her hips closer to his mouth, his hot breath reminding her of the presence that was about to take what he wanted. His fingertips danced amongst her skin as he pushed materials to the side and fully disappeared beneath the comforter.

His head moved slowly under the bedsheets, the only thing she could stare at as she felt his tongue begin licking up her slit. She bit her lip, surpassing moans as to not alert Max and Pietra of what was happening a few feet away from them.

She groaned his name, an almost silent chant of the syllables that had him bringing his fingers to her hole.

He gave her one finger, then another, stretching her out and trying to prep her for him. They always had to do this, whether they liked it or not, he always had to get her slick enough to take him. From the moment they first slept together, it was clear she would never be able to fit him without a sting, and that wasn’t because she was tiny.

He continued his ministrations, the comforter moving around as his head popped up from beneath it.

Muffling words from underneath, Lando moaned, “So wet, baby. You ready to take my big-”

“LANDO, WHERE ARE MY GREY SWEATPANTS?!” Max screamed as he burst through the door.

Pietra appeared behind him, a scolding look on her face that told Y/n Max’s girlfriend knew exactly what was going on in their room.

Max, the oblivious one, continued to stalk into the room, not realizing his friend’s position, “Wait, where’s Lando?”

His eyebrows knitted together as he looked down at Y/n in the center of the bed, a horrified look on her face as she struggled to get words out.

“I’m right here.” Lando mumbled, his words cutting the silence in the room and replacing it with tension.

When his hand appeared from the sheets and he moved them up enough so he could peak through, Max stared down at him, “What the fuck are you doing under there?”

Lando didn’t say anything, choosing to look blankly at Max, waiting for him to understand the implications. Y/n watched comically as it dawned on Max, his features slowly falling as his brain caught up, “Oh… oh.”

To add to the horror etched into Max’s face, Lando nodded and wiped at his mouth, making a slurping sound, “Yep, you caught me eating out my girlfriend.”

Y/n yelped, smacking Lando on the shoulder as Max matched her pitch. A girlish scream emitted from the boy and he was quick to turn and bolt out of the room, Pietra following him close behind with a fit of giggles.

He slammed the door shut when his girlfriend was through, yelling throughout the room about how he was done with Lando and his bullshit.

The boy in question had his head smushed into the warm sheet beneath him, laughing loudly at the moment. His bouncing giggles put a smile on Y/n’s face, letting her forget about the embarrassment she had been feeling previously. Her hand disappeared once more in his curls, tugging softly as he continued giggling into the mattress.

When he came up for a breath, his eyes were red and there was a shimmer beneath them, “Are you crying?!” She laughed, Lando nodding in response as the two leaned into each other, giggling and giggling and giggling.

Their shoulders touched as they keeled over together, Lando gripping her hand as he tried to regain his composure. When it died down, Lando looked over at her, chuckles still coming from her mouth, and kissed her cheek, “Thank you for laughing with me.”

Y/n was about to question his statement, wondering the sentiment and countering it with how funny the situation had been. However, when she met his eyes, the words took on a different meaning. Suddenly, she understood what he meant.

Thank you for continuing to laugh with me.

Thank you for always laughing with me.

The statement was a silent promise of the future. Their future together.

Just, Y/n thought, when would it start?

—

The rooftop of the hotel was filled with bustling adults, glasses clanking together as people joined in boisterous conversation. Lando’s arm around her waist and his whispers in her ear, Y/n felt the love surrounding her that evening.

With their close friends sitting beside them at the dinner table and Lando’s hand on her thigh, she looked around to find everything she could ever possibly need for the rest of her life.

That must’ve translated in her eyes because Lando was leaning down to murmur, “You okay, love? You seem dazed.”

She smiled at him, his heart stopping unsurprisingly, and murmured back, “Yeah, I’m okay. I’m just really happy to be here.”

He pulled back, a large grin on his face, before he began to stand up, “Let’s make you a bit happier then, yeah?”

She was confused by his words, but couldn’t question it as he began dinging his knife against his glass, quieting the conversations around the table and bringing his friends attention to him.

She stared up at him as he began speaking, “I just have a few things to say and then we can all go back to getting drunk.” He laughed, agreeing noises being thrown out by their friends, “First, I would just like to thank all of you for just setting your busy schedules aside to be here for a little commencement trip of the winter break. This season has been one of fun, especially with the fact that Y/n was able to make it to every race,” He looked down at her, grinning softly before he caught Max’s knowing eyes, “I cherish that, love. Anyways, so, thank you for that. The second thing is something I’ve been wanting to do for way too long, but never gained the courage. Oh, thank you to everyone for helping me plan what I’m about to do. I should probably say that before I actually do it.”

Y/n sat up in her chair, looking around to see everyone nodding at him as if they understood what he was saying. She looked to Pietra, the girl already looking at her and sent her a questioning face. Pietra just shook her head with a smile as she pulled out her phone and pointed it at the couple. Y/n’s head tilted, lost in confusion and not listening to what Lando was saying before he nudged her lovingly and forced her to look at him.

“Y/n, you’ll probably want to pay attention to this next part.” He chuckled, but she saw the way his forehead creased. He was nervous. She couldn’t understand why he was nervous.

He sat back down his chair beside her, turning his body so he could fully face her and grabbing her hands to hold in his. His piercing green eyes caught hers and didn’t let her go, “Y/n, we’ve been together for six years. Six years that you’ve helped me to find who I am as a person. Six years as you’ve made me realize the man I want to be, especially to you. Six years that you’ve spent putting up with me and all the stressful things I get us into. But, most importantly, six years you’ve spent loving me. When I first saw you at that gala, I was so incredibly struck by you. Not just by your appearance, you’re very beautiful, baby, don’t get me wrong, but there’s so much more to you that meets the eye and I knew that that night. I was struck by the way you held yourself, how strong you are and how kind you are to everyone around you. You’re consistently showing me the kind of human being I want to be and every day I try to live my life by making decisions you would. You’ve been a guidance for me and I can’t thank you enough for that, especially when I was struggling in my beginning years of F1. It’s not something I can say to you every day, but I hope you know how much you’ve improved my life since you’ve been in it. Ask anyone here, I’ve never laughed more, smiled more, or felt as happy as I do when I’m with you. You’ve brought such brightness into my life and I want you to know it’s because you are a light. To everyone here might I add. A light. That’s what pushed me to ask you out, to continue to fight for you, for us because the kind of joy you’ve given me just by being yourself has completely flipped my world upside down. That’s what pushes me to do what I’m about to do next.”

Y/n’s hands shook in his as she watched Lando move his chair and get down on one knee before her. By now, tears were streaming down her face at the realization of what was to come. By now, the entirety of the rooftop had turned to see the spectacle.

Lando Norris getting engaged.

He looked up at her, something he didn’t get to do often, and removed one of his hands to pull the box from his pocket. When he opened it, Y/n cried harder, taking his head in her hands and kissing him harshly.

He laughed at her, kissing her back before mumbling, “Baby, baby, let me get through it?”

She chuckled through the wetness coating her face and nodded, “Please,”

He moved the ring higher, presenting it to her as if it was the most important thing. She wondered when he would realize he was the most important thing.

“I don’t want to know anyone else. I don’t want to love anyone else. I don’t want to share my life with anyone else, but you, Y/n. I want it to be you. Only you. For the rest of my life. Forever and ever and ever, be my wife?” He said through a smile and choked voice, glistening appearing in his eyes as he stared up at his love.

She sobbed, screaming, “YES, LAN! YES! OH MY GOD, YES! YES!”

She lurched forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling into the skin there. His hands gripped her body as they cried into each other, whispering soft words of adoration and love.

“I love you so much.” He said, squeezing her tightly as the restaurant erupted into applause and whoops of cheer.

“I love you too, Lan,” She said back, three words that would never have to go unsaid for the rest of their days.

When they pulled back and Lando slid the ring onto the designated finger, they turned to their table. What they found were weeping faces and large smiles as everyone clapped at the success of their plan.

Max blew his nose at the head of the table, Lando and Y/n laughing at him as Pietra rubbed his back.

“You okay down there?” Lando said with a smile as he watched his best friend.

Max stood from his chair and ran over to the newly engaged couple, shouting words of happiness, “I’m just so happy for you guys! Six years, I’ve been waiting for this! And Lando, you were so nervous and I’m just so happy it worked out. Congratulations! I didn’t expect to get this emotional. I’m just so happy that you’ve found someone to love you even with how horrifically annoying you are!” He rambled, hugging them tightly and continuing to blot at his face.

Lando pulled back, “‘Horrifically annoying’?”

Max nodded, “Yes, and look at her! She loves you for you! I’m so proud of you guys!” He wept again, not addressing the way Lando scrunched his nose up at the insult.

Max pulled them into a hug once more, stuffing his face between the two as Lando and Y/n were left to jokingly comfort him. From over his shoulder, Lando whispered to his fiancée, “Am I really horrifically annoying?”

She shook her head, “Horrifically? No. Annoying, though? Mmm, maybe.” She giggled and smiled at him.

That smile, stopping his heart, made her calling him annoying hurt less. That smile was his everything. That girl was his everything.

Oh, Lando was so gone for her and the ring on her finger just told him he could continue to get lost in her.

For the rest of their lives.

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