Lando was at a café in Monaco with his friends, enjoying a relaxed afternoon despite the ever-present paparazzi lurking outside, hoping to catch a moment of his day. After a while, he excused himself to head to the restroom, distracted by a message on his phone as he weaved through the crowded tables. Without noticing, he bumped straight into you, causing both of you to stumble slightly. His hands instinctively landed on your waist to steady you.

“Oh, sorry, didn’t see you there,” he said quickly, his voice apologetic but light, flashing you a quick smile before continuing on his way.

A few minutes later, on his way back, Lando wasn’t quite as lucky. This time, you both collided a bit harder, sending you off balance. Before you could even react, his arms were around your waist again, catching you just before you fell. His grip was firm but gentle as he pulled you upright, a breathless laugh escaping his lips.

“Oh damn, unlucky day, I guess… sorry again,” he said with a mix of amusement and sincerity, holding onto you for an extra second to make sure you were steady. His hazel eyes met yours, and despite the awkwardness of the situation, there was a warmth and humor in his expression. “I think I owe you one for nearly knocking you over twice,” he added with a playful grin, before finally letting go and heading back to his table, shaking his head with a chuckle at the strange coincidence.