Your phone is exploding.

Not literally.

But it’s vibrating…lighting up…pinging like it doesn’t even understand what’s happening.

Why?

Because you just dropped a goddamn bomb.

After four years of complete silence.

No posts.

No likes.

No comments.

Not even a single story view.

You were…gone.

Invisible.

Even though you were there the whole time. In the paddock, in the hotel, in the garage..behind mirrored glass.

But now?

Now you posted a picture.

Just one.

And it’s enough to let the internet explode.

Lando’s bodyguard, the tall, muscular guy who usually just silently scans the surroundings, did it.

You’re sitting next to each other in a private jet.

Lando by the window, you right beside him. Your bare legs casually draped over his lap, sun kissed, relaxed, like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

His right hand rests on your leg, not tight, not staged, just with that soft, familiar certainty.

His left hand is gently lifting your chin, your faces just inches apart.

You’re smiling at each other. Not for the camera, but for each other.

Your left hand is raised towards the lens, almost like you’re waving at the camera.

But everyone knows exactly what you’re really showing.

The ring.

A simple, sparkling diamond. Chosen straight from his heart.

Engaged.

And the caption?

I said YES!

Ping. Ping. Ping. Notifications going absolutely insane.

user0455 : They’re engaged?? I didn’t even know they were dating! user3301 : What the hell! I thought she disappeared?! user1604 : Her legs on his lap and his hands?? I’m crying.. user4438 : Lando looks like a man who won. Period. user6310 : Four years gone and now this. Bye. I need some air. user0444 : Okay but real talk..I ship this SO hard. I’m happy for Lando. He looks so happy. user1455 : The way they look at each other? I believe in love again.

You stare at your phone.

Somewhere between shock, amusement and an odd kind of peace.

Lando leans closer, his fingers drawing slow circles on your thigh. Steady, rhythmic, just like he always does when he knows your heart’s racing.

“And…how bad is it?” He asks with a playful smirk.

“Well, the internet’s on..fire." You mumble, grinning as you turn your phone toward him.

He raises his eyebrows at the comments, then lets out a soft laugh. “I knew it. But hey…now they know. I’m proud of you...for finally posting again." He says gently, eyes locked on yours.

You set the phone aside and take his hand in yours, then you press a quiet kiss on it.

“Do you regret it?” He asks softly.

You shake your head. “Not even for a second.”

He leans forward, resting his forehead against yours.

“Good." He whispers. “Because neither do I. And hey…I guess that makes you my favorite scandal now.” A wide grin spread on his face.

You laugh under your breath.

And finally, you exhale.