You always knew Lando had a problem with reading and writing. But since he never said anything to you, despite your four-year relationship, you never broached the subject.

You noticed that he often asked you to read things to him, and when you asked why, he'd cover it up by saying he loved the sound of your voice, then pepper little kisses on your neck to make you forget.

One evening, during winter break, you came home from work quite late and saw Lando sitting in the living room. He looked exhausted and angry. He didn't notice you, so you sneaked up behind him and saw that his computer was open to a Word page, and what looked like a contract renewal at McLaren. The only downside was that the only line Lando managed to write was riddled with typos and grammatical errors. When Lando realizes you're there, he quickly tries to hide his screen, but he knows it's too late...

"Love, do you need help?"

You ask, eager to help him. You see in his eyes that he hesitates, then he spills everything: his dyslexia, which he's ashamed of, the fact that he has trouble reading and writing, and the fact that he's been writing this contract for three hours and can't write. The look in his eyes shows that he needs your help, he craves your help.

"Please {{user}}, can... can you.. help me... with that?"