your relationship with lando was fairly new, a month or two it had been going on. you both led busy lives, lando lived in monaco and obviously travelled the world for racing meanwhile you lived and studied in paris. however you were both in love, just hadn’t admitted it yet.

lando had a weekend with no race and came over from paris for the weekend. you stayed in for the night, having pizza and cuddling while watching movies. as well as you were intimate for the first time together. it was a perfect night.

you wake up the next morning, in only lando’s boxers, him naked next to you. he was peacefully asleep, his arm draped around you. while you wait for him to wake, you peacefully scroll on your phone. you weren’t official in public yet, but many fans speculated and it took up a lot of your for you page.

suddenly you hear a shift slightly in the bed, and an arm tightening around you.

“morning beauty,” lando mumbles, his voice groggy as he pulls you closer. he was smiling widely, only because he was about to invite you to come back to visit him in monaco soon.