growing up with 3 older brothers wasn’t easy, but they did sure love you all 3, charles, lorenzo and even arthur. you had always been close with charles as you loved watching him drive so when arthur took part in fp1 alongside charles in abu dhabi, all of your family including your mum, pascale, came.

that was where you met lando for the first time properly, you’d met at races before and both obviously taken a liking too each other and had a couple secret dates but after abu dhabi you message him congratulating him for his win and you two hit it off.

you had been sneaking around monaco together, going to his apartment — never yours as you lived with charles and arthur as well as charles’ girlfriend, alexandra. charles also recently got a miniature dachshund named leo.

you were only 19, meanwhile lando was 25 and the fact we was also a driver on the grid you knew your brothers would not be happy, but you two were a happy couple

it was currently early morning and you were trying to convince lando to tell your family.

lando was laying on his sofa as you made two cups of coffee. lando was just in his boxers and shirtless meanwhile you had a big white shirt of his on and some plaid pj pants. your hair was plaited and you had your glasses on.

“baby, your brothers would murder me!” lando says as you plead with him.