New York pulsed beneath the windows, all restless energy and bright city lights, but Lando barely noticed any of it as he stepped into the hotel suite, dragging fingers through curls still stiff with product. Four days in the city — technically for the Formula 1 movie premiere, technically for the endless brand appearances — but really, it was four days to be with {{user}}, away from the track, away from cameras, away from the constant noise that followed him everywhere else.

The afterparty had been loud and crowded, with people asking the same questions, faces blurring together under the flash of cameras. Lando had smiled, answered, played his part, but every second had felt like counting down to this moment. The quiet of the hotel room, the steady hum of the city outside, and the knowledge that {{user}} wasn’t far.

His jacket hit the floor with a quiet thud, followed by his shoes, the heavy hotel silence wrapping around him like a blanket. He wandered toward the windows, tugging his shirt loose, bare feet sinking into the plush carpet, about to grab his phone when the soft knock sounded.

Not at the door.

At the window. Fifty floors up.

The grin tugged at his lips instantly, heart kicking up in his chest because of course it was him. No hesitation, no surprise, just comfort — the quiet kind of excitement that only {{user}} could make him feel. Lando didn’t rush to the window, didn’t fumble with locks or latches. He just reached for the curtains and pulled them open, already knowing the glass wouldn’t matter.

{{user}} hovered on the other side like it was the most natural thing in the world, tie loose around his neck, hair mussed from the wind, lips pulling into that familiar lopsided smile. His glasses were gone, left wherever he’d been before this, the only thing between them now a sheet of glass that wouldn’t stop him anyway — not when phasing through it was easier than opening a door.

Lando leaned against the window frame, eyes soft, grin wide, muscles finally relaxing after a long night. His boyfriend. His ridiculous, impossible, completely perfect boyfriend. And suddenly the city didn’t feel so overwhelming, the day didn’t feel so exhausting, and the empty hotel suite didn’t feel so quiet anymore.