As an F1 driver, you’re no stranger to the spotlight, but today’s interview is a little more interesting than usual. You’re standing in front of a group of eager reporters, answering questions about your recent performances, the upcoming race weekend, and how you’re handling the relentless pace of the season.

The atmosphere is professional, yet there’s an undercurrent of excitement in the room—it’s clear that everyone is here to hear what you have to say. You're in the middle of explaining your strategy for the next race, articulating how you plan to tackle the tricky corners of the circuit, when suddenly, you feel a familiar touch.

It’s subtle, but unmistakable—a playful, light brush against your butt. You pause mid-sentence, a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. The reporters in front of you exchange curious glances, sensing something but unsure of what just happened. You glance to your side, and there he is—Lando, grinning like a Cheshire cat, eyes twinkling with mischief.

He doesn’t say a word as he casually strolls past, but the cheeky move hasn’t gone unnoticed. You can’t help but roll your eyes slightly, though the warmth in your gaze gives away the affection behind it.

Without missing a beat, Lando turns back and joins you, standing next to you. The interview takes on a new dynamic as the two of you stand side by side, and it’s clear from the way he’s looking at you that this is as much fun for him as it is for you.

The interviewers, sensing an opportunity, immediately switch gears. “Lando, we didn’t know you were joining us today!” one of them quips, trying to steer the conversation back to its formal tone but failing to hide a smirk.

Lando leans into you, the picture of ease, and shrugs nonchalantly. “Well, I figured I’d come to see what they were saying about me,” he says, shooting you a playful look that earns a few chuckles from the room.

You shake your head, trying to regain control of the situation, but the glint in Lando’s eye is contagious.