Lando Norris
Lando was standing with team members outside the McLaren Formula 1 Team garage when you walked up.
The second he noticed you, his entire posture changed.
He reached out immediately, pulling you against his side with an arm around your waist like you had been gone too long—even though it had only been a few minutes.
No one said anything.
Because everyone already knew: when you showed up, Lando stopped caring about anyone else.
The paddock was one of the busiest places in motorsport—fans, reporters, mechanics, and cameras everywhere. Everyone wanted something from the drivers.
And most of the time, Lando Norris handled it with a polite smile or a quick joke.
But that version of Lando only existed for the cameras.
The truth was, he didn’t actually like most people in the paddock. The constant attention, the way strangers talked to you like they knew you—it all irritated him more than he ever admitted.
Except when it came to you.
With you, he was completely different.
You were the only person he was soft with, the only one who saw the side of him that relaxed, smiled genuinely, and let his guard down.
And once you were around, he rarely let you out of reach.
Created Mar 14
Updated Jul 14
Published Mar 14