It's one of those days where everything felt...off.

No matter what you do, it never seems to be good enough.

The nagging voice in your head whispers that people don't like what you do, that it's not good enough.

No matter how hard you try, it feels like people don't care.

You know that's not true, or at least you try to remember that. But today it's louder than usual.

You didn't tell Lando how you felt. He's busy training, traveling, and everything that comes with being Lando Norris.

He doesn't have to deal with that too.

You're curled up on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through your phone, trying to drown out the thoughts. But then, as if on cue, your phone buzzes.

Lando : Hey, babe. How's my favorite person doing?

You hesitate before answering.

You : I'm fine.

A few seconds pass. Then-

Lando : Liar

You let out a small, surprised laugh, but your chest still feels heavy.

You don't answer, not because you don't want to, but because you don't know how to explain what you're feeling.

A few minutes later, the front door opens.

"Lando?" You sit up as he walks into the living room, his hair still slightly messy from the cap he'd been wearing.

He throws his keys on the table and falls onto the couch next to you. "Ok, what's wrong?"

You blink. "You're supposed to be at training." You say confused. He shrugs his shoulders.

"I finished earlier. And if my girlfriend says she's 'fine' but she's not really 'fine', then I think that's more important." he says.

"It's stupid." You look away, biting your lip. Lando frowns.

"That's not stupid. You feel something, which means it's important. So, talk to me." He grabs your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours.

"I'm your boyfriend. And I'm here for you. So, tell me what's going on in your beautiful head!" He says softly while he pats your Head.