his hand held yours tightly as he walked.

it was friday of the chinese grand prix weekend, so practice and sprint quali.

sprint quali had just happened, lando had secure p6 even after a very dominant weekend so far.. which obviously upset him. he had just finished some media and you two, alongside his best fiends max and ed, were heading towards the mclaren motorhome.

you held his hand tight as you walked next to him. he was in his race suit which was around his waist and black fireproofs on display with a mclaren hat meanwhile you had a long white linen skirt on and an papaya strapless shirt on with your hair in a plait.